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“Oh, this is definitely not a bad way to spend the evening,” Lucifer comments to himself. He’s naked on his bed with two beautiful Brittanies (one blonde, one brunette, both SMOKIN’ hot), also naked, and he’s fingering both of them while they make out sloppily. Crawling up the bed a little while continuing his ministrations, he leans over to suck the blonde’s nipple, grinning at her moan and the twitch of her hips. He moves over to do the same to the brunette who breaks away from kissing the other Brittany to moan loudly.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Lucifer!” she cries out, grinding her hips down onto his fingers even harder.
He brings both his thumbs into play, stroking each of their clits in time with his pumping fingers. They go back to kissing each other, and he makes a feast out of their delectable bodies, kissing and nipping any bit of skin he can reach while still driving them both closer to orgasm.
The kissing women are a sight to behold, especially from Lucifer’s vantage point. They seemed to drive each other on nearly as much as Lucifer’s nimble and talented fingers. It didn’t take long at all for Blonde Brittany to climax with a well timed flick of the wrist and bite on the hipbone. Brunette Brittany followed soon after when he dipped down to replace his thumb with his tongue, focusing on her now that Blondie was coming down from orgasm number one of the night. When she became oversensitive, she wriggled away from him, giggling.
“That was amaaaazing,” they said together, then giggled again at saying the same thing together.
“Yes it was. Quite lovely,” Lucifer leers at them. “What do you desire now?”
They give each other a cheeky look then turn back to Lucifer and say together, “Your cock.”
He raises a lecherous eyebrow and grins. “Well, then, far be it from me to stop you!”
Blondie pulls and Brunette pushes him into position so he’s leaning back comfortably against the pillows at the top of the bed. Blondie goes in for a scorching kiss and Lucifer indulges her wholeheartedly, groaning into her mouth when he feels the other Brittany’s lips wrap delicately around the head of his very hard cock. It feels good, especially when she darts her tongue out to circle around the crown and nudges his slit, coaxing precome into her mouth. It feels even better when Blondie kisses down Lucifer’s chest and joins her co-Brittany in worshiping his sex by sucking on his bollocks.
All in all, it’s a pretty decent threesome they’ve got going, and Lucifer is more than content to let them play for as long as they want. He reaches out to brush both of his hands through their hair, making them both moan. The vibrations are quite lovely, and then all at once all too overwhelming. Unexpectedly, everything feels much too good, much too soon. He seizes up with no time to warn his bed partners before he’s ejaculating down Brunette Brittany’s throat. She pulls off, coughing, his come flying everywhere.
“Wow, Lucifer, I’ve never seen you come so fast!” she giggled. “I must have a magical mouth!”
“That’s never happened to me before,” he looks down, stunned beyond comprehension. He’s also thinking she might be right, because getting head had NEVER felt that intensely good before. Lucifer’s always prided himself on his exceptional stamina, able to go all night, pleasing everyone and then some before succumbing to his own desires.
“Don’t even worry about it; I take it as a compliment.” She touches herself provocatively, proving how hot she finds it.
“Yeah, it was totally hot making you lose control that fast,” Blondie agreed, biting her lip and nodding.
“But…it shouldn’t have happened! Not that soon! What am I, a bloody teenager getting to third base for the first time? Pathetic!” He stands up and looks at his softening cock with disgust. “And it’s not even staying hard?” He glares at them. “Did either of you put a curse on me?”
They look at each other in alarm. “No! I wouldn’t even know how to do that!” Brunette Brittany cries.
“Me either, I’m a good Catholic girl!” Blondie adds.
This at least gets a smirk out of Lucifer. “Sleeping with the Devil doesn’t seem like Good Catholic Girl behavior.”
She giggles and shrugs her shoulders. “Who could blame us, though?”
“Too right.” He sighs. “I suppose you wouldn’t know how to curse me, would you? And why would you anyway, since it’s clearly to your detriment…” Lucifer scrubs a hand over his face. “Apologies for accusing you, ladies. This just caught me a bit off guard,” he admits with a chagrined expression. “But, there’s still much fun to be had, rest assured!” He rubs his hands together in anticipation and then claps. “Right! Who wants to sit on my face?”
Just then, he hears the ding of the elevator.