Page 7 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

That lasts a few more minutes before the urge to take over has me flipping her over, switching positions while we are still connected. With her laying under me, it feels even better than before, until I begin to move inside her. “Wholly shit, I had no idea it could feel this good.”

“Wait until we fuck without the barrier of a condom to say that.” I can tell she’s enjoying herself, because her eyes are closed and her lips form an ‘O’ as I continue to drill into her. “Lift your hips up some. I can feel you’re close to my G-spot.” She grinds out. I do as she instructs and lift my hips, seeing the moment I hit the spot in question.

“Wholly shit, that feels so good!” I’m trying not to get too excited so I don’t jizz before I’ve even had a chance to enjoy myself.

“Fuckin’ right it does.” She rasps, widening her legs as I drive us home.

I can’t resist picking her legs up and throwing them over my shoulders as I lean down and take her nipple into my mouth. I bite down on it just as I feel she’s getting close to yet another release.

“My balls are tightening up.”

“That means your release is near.” She pants, grabbing my face, looking me dead in my eyes. Now, I’m not one to fall in love this fast, but if she doesn’t turn away from me right now… I’ll be whipped. “Come for me.” She beckons, and fucking hell. I do.

“Fuuuukkk!” I roar my release just as her body begins to convulse as she leans up a little and kisses me. This is very intimate for the two of us to be doing. She’s like a mother figure, well, she could be if I didn’t find her so attractive, and I didn’t just let her pop my cherry.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God!” She screams.

“No, I’m no God, but I am now a Devil of Cliffside.” I grunt, pumping into her the last few times it takes for my seed to spill inside the condom.

I roll off of her just as I hear someone bounding the stairs.

“Oh shit! Time to seal the deal.” I shout, scrambling off the bed and heading for the syringe that was intended for her.

“What the fuck is going on here?” A deep, loud baritone voice booms from the doorway. I grab the syringe and charge for the man that is probably her husband, judging by the ring adorning his left hand. No sense in beating around the bush. Get in and get out, except the only thing I got into was her pussy. That thought has me chuckling as I spring into action.

He doesn’t go down without a fight and being that I’m a fifteen-year-old kid, I am really no match for this burly man.

He knocks into me, causing me to drop the syringe. It’s close to the edge of the bed and out of his reach, but with the right moves, I can get it. He lands two blows to my stomach, catching me off guard. I go flying back and hit the side table with a thud.

“You think you can come in here and fuck mywife, boy?“ He screams.

Scrambling to my feet a little slower than I wanted, I reach down and pick up the lamp that I just knocked over. “Yeah, I do.” Pretty macho, but oh fuckin’ well. Moving quick, I throw the lamp at him. It knocks him in the head as I slide down to the floor and kick my leg out, catching his. Down that big mother fucker goes.

“You little bastard! You’re going to pay for that!” He howls, rolling over and getting up faster than I have time to react. He comes charging for me when I see the woman step in front of me and jab him in the neck with the syringe. “What have you done?” He whispers, falling to the ground.

“Whoops.” She giggles, dropping the syringe to the ground. “I know you can hear me, you piece of shit.” She stoops down to his level. I watch in fascination as she tells him what’s going to happen to him. “You’re going to die here tonight, and there is nothing you can do to stop it.”

I back up and give her space. The back of my legs hit the door, giving me a moment to react. I rush downstairs to find my backpack filled with some necessities to get the job done tonight off to the side where I stashed it. Grabbing it from the floor near a doorway, I run back upstairs, taking them two at a time.

Once I reenter the room, I see her slap him across the face, his hard eyes are trained on her. He must have heard me breathing hard because he turns and faces me. The moment his eyes land on me, he just stares.

I can feel his eyes travel the length of my body, they even drop down to my dick. If looks could kill, I would be one dead mother fucker. I smile from ear to ear as he watches me.

“Jealous that my small dick has been drilling into your wife like I’m her personal dentist? Keep looking at me like that, sir, and I will draw your death out for a week straight.” I growl.

“What are we going to do with him?” Her eyes light up like it’s Christmas thinking about all the ways we can make him hurt.

“What is your name?” I’m not sure why I ask, but I definitely don’t expect the answer she gives me.

“Kitty.” I have to suppress a laugh. “Is something wrong with my name?”

“No, sweetness. It’s very… fitting.” I laugh.

“Whatever.” She cracks a smile, getting up from a crouching position. “I asked, what are we going to do with him?” I drop my bag at her feet and watch as her eyes light up.

“Oooh, what do we have here?” She drops down to her knee, making mine buck as I think back to the blow job she gave me.

“It’s a number of things.” I kneel down beside her while she starts pulling things out.

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