Lustful Paradise

Chapter 147: Why Aren't You Resisting?

Emelia's breathing grew heavy as she felt him staring at her, his eyes filled with desire and lust.

Then, Lucifer brought down her panties and took them off along with her stockings, exposing her clean-shaven pussy. His fingers caressed her bare mound, causing a tingle of excitement to shoot through Emelia's body. This made him chuckle as he asked with a smirk, "Do you shave or wax?"

Emelia hesitated before replying, "Neither."

"Then you're a natural baldie, aren't you? I like that. Your pussy looks beautiful, Ms. Emelia. And very delicious. It makes me want to eat you.

But tell me... Why are you not saying anything? Why aren't you stopping me? You were keep saying that you don't want this. So, why aren't you resisting?" Lucifer inquired.

"Because you said it was a massage," Emelia answered, trying to sound convincing, even though the words sounded weak to her own ears. "And a massage isn't something sexual..."

"Haha! So you'll allow anything as long as we call it a massage, right?" Lucifer asked. Emelia couldn't meet his gaze, knowing he had caught her in her own logic.

"Whatever. Just get on with it." She snapped.

"Of course. I will give you the most erotic massage ever."

Emelia's heart pounded hard, and her body flushed red with embarrassment and shame at the thought. "It better not be... anything perverted."

Lucifer laughed. "Don't worry. It won't be anything too extreme, Ms. Emelia." He assured her, though Emelia could tell he was still smirking at her.

"Alright," Emelia replied in a quiet voice.

She couldn't believe the situation she'd put herself into, but there was nothing else she could do about it at this point.

"Now spread your legs wide and show me that pussy." Lucifer commanded. His voice held an authoritative tone that sent a shiver of pleasure up her spine, making her even more wet between her thighs.

Emelia hesitated for a moment, not sure if she wanted to expose herself like that. But she knew that if she refused, then she'd never get to experience this 'special massage'.

So, with reluctance, she parted her legs and opened them for Lucifer's view. The cool air hit her moist sex, sending shivers down her spine as she watched his reaction.

"That's a good woman," Lucifer chuckled. His eyes were glued to her most intimate parts, admiring the view before him. Her labia were pink, plump, and glistening. The tiny opening of her pussy was winking at him as she breathed, beckoning for attention. Her clit was swollen and poking out from its hood.

"You have such a gorgeous cunt, Ms. Emelia. I could just stare at it for hours. I wonder what your husband thinks about it? Does he like your bald pussy?"

Emelia was mortified. She was a proper lady. No one ever spoke to her like that. And yet... Lucifer's dirty talk turned her on immensely.

"I... I don't know what he thinks..." Emelia stammered. "I never asked."

Lucifer smirked at that. "Well, that's a shame. But I think your husband must love your pussy. How can he not? It's the perfect pussy for a married woman."

Emelia blushed even harder. She didn't want to admit it, but she was flattered by his words.

Without saying another word, Lucifer moved closer to Emelia's sex. His hands reached for her knees and pulled them upwards, spreading them wider apart, exposing her more. Then he brought his head down, bringing his mouth near her slit.

"Wait!" Emelia gasped. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like?"

"Are you seriously going to perform oral sex on me?"

"Of course. What kind of massage would it be if I didn't eat you?" Lucifer asked with a grin. "But don't worry. I won't do anything you won't enjoy." His tongue reached out and flicked her clitoris.

Emelia gasped at the sensation. "Oh!"

Lucifer repeated this several times, licking and lapping at her clit. Emelia moaned as she felt her arousal growing and her body trembling. Her pussy became wetter, and soon she was dripping juices from her opening.

"You're enjoying it."

"Oh... No... Mmmm... No..."

"Does your husband lick this pretty little thing of yours?"

"No..."

"What? He's never performed cunnilingus on you?"

"He has, but not in a long while. And it was different. He doesn't do it like this... He is not so..."

"Skilled?"

"I was going to say... intense... Oh god! Lucifer! Please!"

Lucifer was eating her like no other. He had a way of doing things that she had never experienced before. It wasn't just the licking and the sucking; it was also his technique and how he used every part of his mouth to bring pleasure. Emelia's hips buckled as waves of pleasure washed over her, and she felt the urge to cum building up within her.

"Oh, you're getting closer, Ms. Emelia."

"I'm sorry. I can't control myself," Emelia apologized between moans. Her breathing was ragged, and she felt a burning need to orgasm. But she also didn't want to give in so soon.

"Don't apologize. Just let it happen."

Lucifer's mouth was now covering the whole of her pussy, his lips and tongue working her with a skill that seemed impossible.

His fingers joined in on the action, slipping inside her. His digits slid into her wet folds with ease, and he started to pump them back and forth, stroking her sensitive inner walls, exploring, and stimulating. His tongue swirled around her clit, and he sucked it hard. And that did it.

Emelia threw her head back and screamed. "AAAAAHHH!! OOOHH!! LUCIFEER!"

Her hips jerked, and her pussy clenched and spasmed, releasing a torrent of fluids onto his face. Lucifer didn't let up though; he kept licking, sucking, and finger-fucking until she had finished.

Finally, he lifted his head and wiped his mouth with his forearm.

"Fuck, that was incredible," Lucifer said.

"Y-yes," Emelia agreed, panting. She couldn't believe how amazing she had felt. Her whole body tingled from head to toe.