Devil May Care - Sex Stories

Devil May Care

... rather sexy sounding giggle. "No, soon you're going to feel very much alive!" She grinned from ear to ear. I tried to resist walking with her, but there was something about her that made me feel compelled to keep walking with her. I suddenly heard a loud unearthly groan nearby from a deep fiery hole. "What was that?!" I asked in a panic. "Don't worry." She replied coolly. I heard another loud piercing groan, and another, and another. Like a pained group of a****ls. The groaning grew louder, the further we walked. Louder, and louder still, 'til the groans turned to screams and gasps and moans and wails. So loud. I couldn't take any more. I pulled my hand out of Zee's grasp and covered my ears with both hands. I closed my eyes, but still, I could hear the terrifying screams. She grabbed my upper-arm, and marched me over to a grand looking glass building. The glass tinted black, just like the car door windows. We walked into an elevator, and without pressing a button, it's silver doors closed and it took us further down. "Whe-where are we going?" I asked, my lip quivering from fear. "Don't be afraid." She giggled, enjoying my fear. "Answer me, where are we going?!" I almost screamed at her, frustrated by her lack of answers. This made her giggle all the more. "We're going to my office." She finally answered. "Your office? What for?" I gulped. "Business, before pleasure." She winked at me. The elevator pinged, and the doors opened to reveal an extravagant room. The dark red ...

... walls packed full of glorious looking paintings, depicting nightmarish hellish sexual visions. The black wooden floor underneath eventually gave way to a bl**d-red fluffy shag carpet. In the middle of which, stood a huge looking black gothic wooden desk. Behind the desk, was a big tall luxurious looking black throne with a red cushion lining. "You like?" She asked me as she let go of my arm, and swanned into the room. Clearly proud of her office. I nervously followed in behind her. She walked over to the corner of the room, where a potted tree stood with strange red fruits I'd never seen before hanging from it's dark green almost black leafy branches. She reached up, and pulled one of the fruits off. They was about the size of a small fist, and shaped like 2 small pears stuck together. To be frank, they looked like shiny red buttocks. She gently squeezed the one in her hand, to feel its ripeness. Then with a loud crunch, she bit into it. "Mmmm, lovely and juicy. Care to partake?" She commented and asked me. "Er..." I paused to think, too overwhelmed to think strait. "Here." She plucked another fruit off the tree and threw it at me. I caught it, and looked at the fruit in my hand. "These are very rare, and are to be fully enjoyed. Don't just bite it - savour it. Smell it's lovely aroma first..." She instructed me, her voice sounded slightly orgasmic. I held the strange fruit to my face, tilted my nose to it, and sniffed. "Mmmmm..." I softly moan as my eyes closed. It smelt like a ...