Home for Horny Monsters Ch. 009

"But if you take it all, I die?"

"Yep." Lily smiled, stroking her tail. "Form follows function. Devils use their tails to stab and destroy, I use mine to feed. Well, and for other things." The tail whipped around her waist, wrapping around both thighs before protruding between her legs like an erect penis. "I'm not very picky about my meals," Lily said, smiling as she stroked the shaft of her tail. "It's ribbed for her pleasure, after all."

"Holy fucking shit," Mike whispered to himself.

"So, what do you think?" Lily stroked her tail. "Fancy a go?"

"Er, not my thing."

"Figured. And that's where we have a problem." Lily's tail unwound, relaxing behind her. "I tried everything I could. I was direct. I played coy. I even pretended to be that Nymph you love so much. And still, not a peep. Do you have problems or something?"

"As a matter of fact, I do." Mike thought of his mother, her voice chasing him through the house. He had wondered why she was so prevalent in his thoughts, appearing constantly throughout the day. She always found him in his dreams, or at least she had. He hadn't thought much about her since he had found Naia.

"Damn. Are you sure there's nothing I could do to convince you?" Suddenly Lily was gone, Beth in her place. "I can be anybody you want me to be. Do anything you want me to do." She was Dana now. "We could even come to an agreement maybe? I could keep you like this, in the Dreamscape, for until dawn. That's seven hours in the real world, but over eighty years in here. I can be every person you have ever met, do all the things you've wanted them to do. I can be that english teacher in HS, the student teacher everybody wanted to fuck? I could be the checkout girl at the grocery store from when you were twenty three. Any celebrity, old flame, or even someone new. The school valedictorian perhaps?" Lily flickered with each description, becoming different women before his eyes, finally becoming a sexy redhead in a nightgown that Mike didn't recognize. "A lifetime of sexual depravity, and all of it would feel real. You could cum in my ass so many times that I lose count. You could hate fuck me, pound my ass until I cry myself to sleep. Love me, take me as your bride until the end of days. These are all of the things I offer you, if you will just agree to the terms, that when the sun rises one last time, I take your soul with me when I leave. You die happy, peacefully in your sleep, and the whole world moves on without you."

"And you expect me to trust the word of a demon?"

Lily shrugged. "Demonology 102. Any bargain struck with a demon must be adhered to. There is literally no option for betrayal, unless a loophole is found in the argument that the demon can take advantage of."

"You seem pretty up front for a demon."

Lily grinned. "That goes back to Demonology 101. You see, despite what pop culture would have you believe, lesser demons cannot actually lie."

"But you pretended to be people I knew."

"Loophole!" Lily clapped her hands. "You assumed I was those people. It wasn't until you actually asked me who I was that I had to tell you. And I am still trying to work out how you figured it out."

"Yeah, well, I have no intention of telling you."

"Good." Lily walked toward him, the scent of cinnamon filling the air. "The less I know, the better, right?"

Mike shivered. She smelled so good, and her skin looked so soft. "It's not going to happen."

"And that's okay. I can wait. As a matter of fact, I haven't had this much freedom in years!" She raised her hands, spinning in a circle, her wings flaring out dramatically. "Even though it is the Dreamscape, it's your Dreamscape. It's nice to see something new. So you can take your time if you want." Lily walked over to the window, sliding it open. "Oh, and just a reminder-it's just you and me here. Let me know when you're ready to play ball, and we can move this game forward." She threw herself out the window, wings spreading wide as she plummeted to the earth, catching the wind before she crashed. MIke ran to the sill to watch her vanish in the distance, the entire house beneath him surrounded by miles of water in every direction.

"Fuck!" Mike slammed his hand into the wall, knocking a section the size of a cabinet door off of the house. The wood paneling and drywall spiraled to the water below, where they folded themselves into a boat and drifted out to sea.

-

Mike hated the Dreamscape.

Despite being told by Lily that it was just the two of them, after over a week of solitude, his mother was close to physically manifesting. The danger of any dream was that it could go rogue, and after three days of trying to find a way to wake himself up, a broken portion of his mind had decided this was the best course of action.

He tried swimming away, but the ocean of water simply generated twenty foot waves which dumped him back in the yard. The house and its furniture were useless. He even tried killing himself to wake up, but sharp objects couldn't pierce his skin, and apparently he could breath underwater. Even though it was his Dreamscape, clearly Lily had control over what he was allowed to do.

He debated building a trap to summon her back, but realized that he knew absolutely nothing about succubi. Would a stake through the heart do it? Could he trick her into a bargain that he could later break?

If nothing else, time was on his side. He tried keeping notes to himself, but his writing was clumsy, and he couldn't read anything once he penned it down, the pages of his books shuffling once they were closed. His reflection was sporadic at best, one time showing up late to the mirror with its hair all ruffled like he had just gotten it out of bed. Another week passed, and his mother's presence had developed into an angry mist that followed him around. Luckily, it dispersed when he was out swimming, so he hid out in the front yard.

There was no sun in the Dreamscape. The sky was either bright blue, or dark. Even the stars wouldn't come out. Without needing to eat or drink, Mike spent most of his time wandering around his tiny island, tuning out the angry hissings of his dead mother by swimming in the ocean. He wondered what Dr. Gorman would make of that.

At the start of the third week, he had had enough. The angry mother mist was starting to gain facial features, and he knew that he would break if her apparition became real. Standing on the edge of the island, he called out to the horizon.

"Okay, let's make a deal!"

"Took you long enough." Mike spun around to see Lily, sans wings and tail, sitting in a beach chair sipping on a fruity drink. She wore a red and black bikini, shades, and a wide brimmed hat. Also, for some reason, she was still in the thigh high boots.

"Where did you get that?" He asked her.

"About two thousand miles that way." She pointed with a finger. "Built myself a beach resort, populated it with some souls of the Damned, made them wait on me hand and foot. Tell me more about this deal, or I am going back."

"Okay, I-"

You just can't wait to fuck her, can you! You nasty little weirdo! The mist was swirling around him, shouting from several directions at once.

"Ugh, hold on." Lily snapped her fingers. A large breeze captured the mist, driving it out to sea. "Yeah, I wondered how bad that would get. Figured you would crack days ago, so hey. Kudos."

"Thank you. Um," Mike bit his lip, unsure where to start. "So, you want my soul, which means I die."

"Yep." A long sip from her drink.

"I don't want to die."

"Duh."

"So, I wondered if we could strike a bargain."

"Uh-uh. I'm not going to settle for anything less than the complete consumption of your precious soul." Lily sucked on her straw, frowning when it gurgled at her, her drink depleted. "Fuck." She tossed the cup to the side. It struck the ground and shattered into a small pile of glass. The shards scurried away, crawling like caterpillars.

"Well, that's just it. I was thinking maybe we could make a wager. A game of sorts. If you win, I consent. It's done. No waiting around this shit hole for eighty years, for either of us."

"Meh." Lily wobbled her hand. "Not that exciting for me. I would rather spend eighty years fucking around with you than playing some dumb game."

"Well, hold on, you haven't heard what the game is." Mike beckoned with a finger, and a kitchen chair he had brought outside four days ago slid across the yard, landing behind him.Lily arched one of her brows. He sat down, crossing his legs casually. "I think we should play a sex game."

Lily stared at him, mouth open. "Wait, you're serious? A sex game? With me? Why not just let me fuck you and get it over with?"

"Well, that's just it. I have to do more than fuck you. I have to cum inside of you, don't I?"

Lily nodded. "And?"

"Well, this is my offer. We agree to some ground rules, and then we fuck. Whoever has three orgasms first loses."

Lily's eyes widened, and she laughed. "Oh my god, if my drink hadn't been empty, that shit would have come right out of my nose. Seriously, an orgasm contest? Do you know who you are talking to? I practically invented orgasms!"

"And I'm willing to bet it's been awhile since you had one. A good one, anyway."

Lily stopped laughing. "What makes you say that?"

Mike shrugged. "Just a feeling I get. You suck a few dudes off in their sleep to avoid killing them. I imagine you only get truly satisfied when you can fuck someone who doesn't die on you when they blow their load."

"Oh, you're funny. This is too good!" Lily clapped her hands. "This actually sounds like fun! I can picture the stupid look on your face, the one you will have when you are cumming in my mouth, knowing that you'll die when you are finished."

"So what is your counteroffer?" Mike asked. "If I win, what can you put on the table?"

"Why bother? You can't win." Lily stretched, her belly tightening up, revealing her muscles..

"Oh, wow, this is too good. A mortal challenging me to a fuck off."

"But what do I get?" Mike pressed. "If I win, what are you offering?"

"I'm sure you want to live. We could do that." Lily said.

"Nope, not good enough. You let me live, you could easily pull this shit tomorrow night, and then this whole mess starts over again."

"Ooh, look at you, catching the obvious? Ok, Romeo, what do you want?"

"Equivalent exchange. My soul is on the line, so I think it's only fair that I get yours." Mike smirked. "If I win, I get your soul. I can't devour it or anything, so it, and you, will belong to me."

"What makes you think I'm for sale?"

"The Society sent you, but I get a hunch that you're not some hired hand. This isn't just for fun either. Your offer to live an entire lifetime with me is far too generous, and the fact that you built yourself a vacation resort inside my brain, or wherever the hell we are tells me that you are trying to enjoy yourself before reporting back. If I win, you belong to me, in whatever manner I see fit. What do you say to that?"

Lily snorted. "This is seriously the dumbest... I honestly don't see..." She muttered to herself, casting a wary eye at Mike. Mike knew she was searching for the catch, trying to figure out how he intended to beat her. "Hmm. I don't peg you for an idiot. You are either dumb, desperate, or both." A large smile broke out on her face. "Fine. A contest to see who can give the other three orgasms first."

"That's right. If I have three orgasms before you do, starting now, you win. You get my soul. If you have three orgasms before I do, starting now, you belong to me. We have to give each other opportunities to get each other off-free use of each other's bodies as long as it is sex related. It's just my soul versus your, well, equivalent. Fair?" Mike stuck out his hand, trying to keep it steady. He had no idea what he was getting into, but he had to try.

"Deal." Lily took it, and thunder rumbled in the distance. Her lips formed a crooked grin. "Starting now." She yanked on Mike's arm, pulling him against her chest. Her arms tightened around him, her mouth finding his. Her lips were soft and full, and her tongue slid along his. She tasted just like cinnamon, her wings reappearing behind her. Mike slid his arms to her lower back, bumping into the base of her tail.

"That thing freaks me out a little," Mike admitted, breaking away.

"Pshh. Deal with it." Lily pushed him on his back. He landed on a bed made of stone and grass that had grown behind him. Lily crawled toward him, her face breaking into a huge smile. "Even though you're going to die, there's no reason we can't have a little fun." Her nails were suddenly razor sharp, and she ripped Mike's pants off of him, revealing his erect cock. She loosened her bikini top, her large breasts bouncing free. Her nipples were dark pink, almost red. "Let's see what you think of this." Pushing her way upward, she trapped Mike's cock between her tits.

"No fucking way!" Mike felt the sudden warm pressure from two sides, pressing in on him like a giant pair of lips. Lily licked her lips, drooling openly onto the head of his cock while she massaged her own breasts. His dick slid freely between them now. Lily held him in place by wrapping her breasts up in her arms, lifting her whole body and shoving down on him, his cock aching with every delicious push on his shaft.

"What do you think?" Lily asked, winking. Every time the head of his dick appeared, she licked it delicately with her tongue, teasing the hole in his cock.

Mike laughed. "It feels great, but not as good as butt fucking a goblin."

Lily paused, her mouth going slack. "A goblin? You seriously fucked a goblin?"

Mike nodded. "It's a long story. Now flip over so I can eat you out."

"You'll try." Lily spun around, keeping Mike's dick trapped in her boobs. Her long legs were on either side of his head, her tight pussy inches from his face. Her pussy smelled like cinnamon too, her labia swollen and ready. Mike traced the back of her thighs, his fingers touching the top of her boots.

"Can you take these off?" He asked.

"Boots stay on," Lily informed him. "None of my erogenous zones are in my legs, so I don't have to."

"That's fair." It just meant he wouldn't be wasting his time anyway. He teased Lily's cunt with his fingers, surprised at how wet she already was. She had taken the head of his cock in her mouth, jacking him off frantically with her tits. He felt that familiar pressure building inside, but was easily able to will it away. She was going to have to try a lot harder to impress him. Teasing the skin over her clit, he pulled her hips toward his face, gently licking her folds.

"Are you going to do something back there?" Lily chastised, sitting down fully on his face. "Be more aggressive. I at least want to enjoy myself."

Mike had difficulty responding, his face smothered by succubus pussy. She tasted just like she smelled, and she was now massaging his balls with her free hand, just barely dragging her nails along the skin beneath, coaxing more pre-cum out of his cock. She was slurping noisily now, putting on a show for his senses, and Mike could feel it coming.

"Fuck," he muttered into her pussy, sucking on her lips and finger fucking her. Lily let out a couple of cute, high pitched moans that somehow seemed patronizing. She didn't need a patient, loving touch like the women of his home, but was going to need something more. He worked his fingers into her, getting his fingers nice and wet.

"That isn't bad, but I've had a lot better... shit." Lily clearly felt the softening in his dick. "Apparently treating you badly isn't going to help me, huh? A lot of guys like that."

"I'm not a lot of guys." Mike told her, withdrawing his fingers. Finding her clit with his mouth, he sucked on it, pulling it as far into his mouth as he could and then shoving two finger into Lily's ass.

"Oh fuck!" Lily pushed back against him, her tail arching up above her back. "Oh, that feels so good!"

"You like it rough, don't you?" Mike shoved his fingers in as far as they would go, using his other two to tickle her cinnamon folds. Lily resumed sucking his cock through her tits, little moans of pleasure causing his shaft to vibrate. Mike tensed up, forcing his orgasm farther back, sucking harder on her clit. Moving his hand back and forth, he felt tiny spasms run through her hips, her tail twitching violently from side to side.

Holy fuck, that tail, Mike thought to himself. Up close, the segments were smooth like metal, and dark like ebony. The stinger itself wasn't so scary up close, but he was very wary of the smooth tip, wondering what other strange venoms it contained.

"More. I need more," LIly said, releasing his cock. She backed up, crawling down until her face was level with Mike's, her pendulous breasts hanging just over his face. Her lips met his, and they kissed upside down, Lily playfully biting his lip. "Let's see how you handle the main event."

Shoving hard with her feet, she did a handstand above him, rotating her body so that she landed gently on his waist, legs folded back. Shifting her hips forward, she grabbed Mike's cock from behind, aiming it toward her pussy. Winking, she moved backward, sighing as Mike filled her up.

"Oh god, your dick is so big." Planting her hands on his chest, she shifted her hips forward, sliding Mike's dick along the back wall of her pussy. "Oh, shit!" Shifting back, Mike could feel the head of his cock press into her, sinking deeper. Just as he bottomed out, he felt a pair of lip inside of Lily's body kiss the head of his cock. Eyes widening, he jerked his hips upward as the mouth inside of Lily gave him a lick, suckling on the head of his cock..

"How? Oh fuck!"Lily had pinned him to the bed, rocking back and forth, her breasts bouncing in his face. She was gasping now, grinding her cunt into him, a wet trail of her fluids covering his pubes. Her wings fluttered behind her, her whole body bouncing up and down above him. She released his shoulders, crossing her arms across her breasts to keep them from bouncing.

"Oh yes! Oh yes!" She moved frantically now, rolling her hips. In awe, Mike grabbed onto her hips, pulling her tightly against him, forcing his way ever deeper. He could see it in her eyes, that unfocused look, and knew she was getting close. This was going to be way easier than he thought.

"Fuck!" Lily hopped off of him, turning around to grab the railing at the foot of the stone bed. "Quick, fuck me from behind!"

"My pleasure." Mike sat up, grabbing onto her hips. Her tail coiled around his waist, pulling him tight against her body. Smiling at how well this was already going, Mike grabbed her hips and drove himself deep into her.

"Oh, shit, more! Fuck me more!" Lily let out little squeals of delight with every thrust, and Mike moved faster, feeling his own orgasm start to build. Willing it back, he knew that if he could just get her to cum first, he might be able to trigger a second orgasm. For all her talk, Lily wasn't putting up nearly the fight he had expected.

"Yeah, you like that, don't you?" Mike grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back. She yelped, tilting her head down.

"Harder, pull harder!" Mike obliged, watching her ass twitch beneath him. He slid a finger into her ass, and Lily cried out.

"Oh, that feels so good!" Lily turned her head to face him. "In fact, it feels so good that I think you would like it too."

"Huh?" That's when Mike felt it, tracing delicate circles on his buttocks. The end of her tail gently stroked the crease of his ass, moving farther down. "No, wait, that's not my thing!"

"I beg to differ. Don't worry Romeo, I'll be gentle." The tip of her tail gently circled his asshole, nudging itself forward. Mike gasped, realizing that the tail was coated in some sort of cool gel, allowing it to slide effortlessly into his butt, the thick, rounded stinger of her tail pulsating gently against his prostate. Mike gasped, reaching back to feel where he had been penetrated.