Page 3 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

She chuckles, “Slow down, tiger. I can tell you’re eager, but this is your first time, is it not?” I nod my head, yes. “Well then, slow and steady is the key.”

“Okay.” I take off my pants, and then my boxers with shaky hands as they fall to the floor, and I step out of them. She watches me the whole time, not letting her eyes wander.

“Interesting, you’re a pretty average size in that department, but never fear. Size only matters if you don’t know how to make it count.”

I shrug, “What can I say? My father never blessed me with anything good.” I watch her intently as she continues to examine my dick.

Licking her lips, she says, “Well, thank goodness for small blessings. We are going to have a lot of fun, you and I.” She purrs again, raises off the bed and comes towards me. “Have you ever been properly kissed?” I contemplate her question for a moment.

“I don’t know what you mean by proper, but the answer is still no. I haven’t kissed anyone besides my mother. My father doesn’t allow me time to mess around with girls.” I admit, because it’s the truth. He’s been grooming me for this day. I could care less about making him proud, but I want to keep the full scope of my plans under the radar as long as possible. He won’t see us coming.

“Pity.” She brings her hand behind my head and pulls me closer to her, only allowing our foreheads to touch, “I can teach you things you’ve only seen in porn. I will allow you to use my body for as long as you want in any way you want. I just need you to do something for me.” This time, she doesn’t wait for my reply before she pulls my chin towards hers and seals her deal with one helluva kiss.

To say I have never been kissed, it feels like I’ve been doing it for ages. Her tongue does a little dance with mine as she wraps her arms around my neck. I don’t know if I can get any closer than this, but I give in to this kiss that is filled with so much lust.

I don’t know if I should accept her offer because that would be going against everything I came here to do tonight. She decides for me, and it turns out, what she wants is already a part of my plan.

She pulls away from my lips, causing a loud smack to grace my ears as she turns away from me.

“Hear me out before you say no. I know it’s a lot to be asking of a fifteen-year-old boy, but you will be a man before you know it.” She says, hesitating, turning her face away from mine. I reach out and grab her chin, bringing her face back around to me so that we are looking at each other.

I sigh. “Please, tell me what it is.” I don’t beg, but with her, that’s exactly what I’m doing. Why? I have no fucking idea.

I should just forget this is even happening and do what the assignment calls for. Instead, I’m thinking with my dick and falling under this older woman with the killer body’s spell.

“I want you to kill my husband.” There isn’t a hint of remorse when she tells me what she wants me to do.

“Why?”

She hesitates before she finally answers. “He… beats me. Among other things.”

The anger I’ve been harboring against my father is slowly rising up. “Among other things? What else does he do?” I don’t like it when a man hits a woman. My father liked to think I didn’t know he used to hit my mom every once in a while.

I would hear him tell her he did it to keep her in line. Not knowing what that meant at the time, I didn’t think much of it. She would always tell me everything was okay, and I believed her. Afterall, why would she lie?

Her hands cover her face as she continues, “He likes to make me do things with his friends, and he often takes me when I don’t want it.” She sobs.

“You mean to tell me, your own husband, rapes you?” She just shakes her head, yes. “I’ll take care of him.” I don’t need her to tell me anything more. I’ve come to the conclusion that he deserves to die. Any man that feels the need to rape his own wife just because she said no, doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as we do.

“I shouldn’t be asking you to do this for me, but I don’t think I can live like this much longer.” She confesses, pulling out of my reach. “It’s either me or him that will go.” She whispers. I pull her into me and wrap her in a bear hug.

“Shhh, don’t talk like that. Consider it done. You don’t have to do all those things you said earlier, I won’t hold you to it. Especially after all you’ve been through.” She doesn’t have to worry about me being the one to make her do something against her will.

“No, I want to. I don’t discriminate against younger men. Afterall, they are much more fun than men my age. So, I will keep my word… Starting now.” She reaches up on her tippy toes and presses her lips to mine, and I groan into her.

I reach my hands around her back, down to her ass, and pick her up. She automatically wraps those toned legs of hers around my waist.

“Oh, someone’s happy to see me.” She squeals as I walk us over to her bed, she starts to rub herself against my hard dick.

Ugh, she has no idea. “Yes, I am a little eager to see what the big deal about sex is.”

“Oh, honey, trust me, I’m not saying I’ll be the best you ever had, but it’s going to be one helluva ride for sure.” She promises me.

I smirk down at her, “Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s get this party started.” I see fire begin to ignite within her eyes, and I know I’ve seen enough. I’m ready to fuck.

Once we make it to the bed, I let go of her and she flops down, giggling. She backs up with a sinful look on her face as I get in and start crawling toward her.

“Where are you going? You were talking some big shit back there, and I’m wondering if you’re having second thoughts.” She doesn’t seem like the type of woman to back down from anything, and I know this won’t be one of those things that will make her start. I’m egging her on to see what her next move will be.

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