Chapter 166 + 167 ~Heavy NSFW~

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Night

Hermione wiggled closer and threw her leg over his hip, pressing her nose to his neck to get another hit of his scent.

She was in heaven. Sight, smell, touch, and sound were all dominated by him.

She just needed a taste to complete the experience.

Sticking out her tongue, she lapped his Adam's apple, which earned her a soft grunt. "Do you like that?"

"You know I do."

Hermione trailed her fingers down the column of his throat.

She wanted to get him as close to her as possible. It was time for another confession.

Pulling back, she gave him a nervous smile. "Lucifer?"

"Yes, pet?" he purred, brushing his nose over hers.

"I need to tell you what I've been doing this week."

He froze. 'Oh shit'  He didn't want to hear it. Not now. Not when he was so happy.

"You can tell me anything, pet."

She swallowed hard and bit her lip. "I've been playing with my plug."

Lucifer relaxed. His heart couldn't take any more scares. "Have you? What have you been doing?"

"I've been wearing my plug every day to classes like you told me to, but I went up to the next size on Tuesday."

A grin curled the corners of his mouth. "That's because you're a good girl who likes having her bottom filled."

Hermione smiled. 'You don't even know the half of it.'

"I was excited about our date last night, so I got out my little blue dildo and. . .  buggered myself until I came."

Lucifer stared at her. He couldn't believe she'd been so brave. Or that she'd done it without him there to watch. "You buggered yourself with Little Richard?"

She laughed and nodded. "I think we're all informal enough now to call him Dick."

He smirked. "I want to see that memory in your brain..."

"Why don't you just watch me right now?"

Lucifer quirked one eyebrow at her. "You want to show me right now?"

She nodded. "I want you to do it for me."

The thought of watching that blue phallus impale her tiny hole woke up his prick like a shot of espresso. "Are you sure you're ready for that?"

Hermione nodded. "Just go slowly. Once I get past the head, I'm okay."

"I'll get the oil," he said, turning for the drawer before she changed her mind.

Hermione silently giggled at his excited expression.

He was even more eager to see it than she was to show him.

And that was saying a lot.

She'd come in less than a minute during her practice run.

Having her bum probed had been much more pleasurable than she'd imagined.

It wasn't like penetrating her pussy.

The feeling was totally different. But she fancied it. 

"Show me how you did it, love," Lucifer murmured in her ear as he set the dildo and oil next to her on the bed. "Did you get on your side?"

"No, I bent over my pillows and pretended you were spanking me first."

He grinned. "I want to see."

Hermione turned over and stacked up her pillows just like she did each night.

Draping her hips over them, she got settled with her bum propped in the air.

Lucifer smoothed his hand over her backside, admiring the faded discoloration from her most recent spanking. "Do you want me to put in your plug first?"

"No. I like your fingers best."

He chuckled and sank down so he had a closeup view of her arse.

Her skin smelled clean and fresh, like the soap she kept in the bathroom.

Oranges and lemon. Her arse was a fruit cocktail.

Opening the jar, he greased his fingers in oil and started to lube her entire valley.

He wanted to encourage her anal bravery, and he knew if he made her love this enough, she'd add it to their daily repertoire.

Fishing out his wand from beneath his pillow, he aimed it at her rosebud and cast a cleansing spell.

Hermione shivered as her rectum tingled with magic. It felt as if he'd shoved a sprig of mint up her bum.

When he chased that shot with one dexterous finger, she smiled and wiggled her hips for more.

Lucifer scooped out another dollop of oil and pushed it inside her pinched portal, smearing her walls in slickness.

"Hmmm" She hummed happily, and he gave her another finger. It was so hot inside.

She was like a little oven.

His cock was stiff against his thigh, jumping with excitement, impatient for the show to begin.

Adding a bit more oil, he tried for a third finger.

They sank right in, her sphincter shuddering around him like a twitchy tremor.

She moaned loudly and circled her hips.

She really was ready for more.

Lucifer didn't think he could get his pinky in her, but he unbundled his fingers and gave her the full breadth of all three digits.

Pumping gently, he watched her back for tension. There was none. She was loving it.

Hermione couldn't take much more of his careful teasing.

Her pussy was about to turn her mattress into a waterbed. She needed it deeper. "Please, sir!"

He smirked and kissed her left bum cheek. "Are you ready for Dick?"

"Yes, please."

"Let me get him ready." Lucifer reluctantly pulled his fingers from the snug warmth of her arse and picked up her little glass dildo.

It couldn't have been six inches long and maybe not even two fingers wide.

The head would be her only obstacle.

He spread oil over every inch of it and pumped his hand up and down the shaft to make sure it would slide easily. "Spread your cheeks for me, pet. Let me see that pretty bottom hole."

Hermione reached back with both hands to hold herself open for him. "Be really careful, okay?"

"Have I ever hurt you here?"

"No, sir."

"And I'm not going to start now. I want you to love this, pet."

She breathed a sigh of relief and rested her cheek on the cool white sheets. "Thank you, sir."

Lucifer placed the head at her puckered opening. "I'm not going to push in. I just want you to get used to the pressure. When you're ready for more, bear down."

Hermione felt the cold glass snuggle up to her backdoor, nudging at her notch.

The tip was slightly tapered, and it poked past the threshold.

Her brain knew she could take it, but her body was still nervous. She just had to stop fighting it.

Lucifer gently stirred it in a circle, massaging her muscles so she'd relax. "Breathe deeply, love. Nice and slow."

She filled her lungs and then let the air seep back out.

"That's good," he crooned. "Breathe into your sphincter. Let it wash away the tension."

His voice was like a raspy hypnotist, lulling her into a state of acceptance.

"That's it. Does that hurt?"

"No, sir."

"You're opening up. Let it sink inside, love. Breath in . . . and out. In . . . relax . . . out . . . let your tension float away. Good girl."

Hermione bore down and the glass sank inside her a little more.

She inhaled slowly, letting the air melt her resistance. 'And exhale.'

The head disappeared into her dark depths, and Lucifer almost started humping her leg when it popped inside.

"You're past the thickest part," he told her, kissing her cheek again. "I'll stay still until you say you want more."

Her body sank in relief. "Just give me a few seconds to calm down."

Lucifer smiled. 'I know what'll calm you down.'

Using his other hand, he traced her juicy folds. "Look at all this tasty cream. I'm going to have to clean someone's messy little pussy soon."

Hermione grinned. "With your tongue?" His finger tickled her clit, and she arched her back for more.

"MmHm. That is the proper way to clean a pussy."

She couldn't help grinding into his finger. "Okay, you can go deeper now!"

Lucifer put a little pressure on the base, and the glass eased inside.

He'd never seen anything more spellbinding.

Hermione's eyes went wide as he slid two fingers into her pussy and curled them around, feeling for her g-spot.

The fullness was fantastic.

The sloshy sound of her front wall squished through the room like a parade of puddles.

She dug her fingers into her cheeks as the pressure inside her swelled and churned. "Mmm! Please more, sir."

He carefully plundered her back passage, keeping the thrusts short and deep as he plugged the leak in her dripping sex.

Lucifer could feel the hard weight of the glass pressing on the backs of his fingers, and he wondered if she'd ever be up for a threesome with him and Dick.

He's still working on the Time-turner, so it's going to do for the meanwhile.

Hermione cried out as his fingers pumped away the last of her restraint.

She backed herself onto the pike in her arse and rode it as the climax tore through her.

Lucifer smiled as her pussy pulsed around his fingers. Her orgasm shook the whole bed.

It was one hell of a wet and wild show.

He could watch her buck and shimmy like that all night long. 

Hermione sank against the pillows, out of breath and smiling with pleasure. "That was perfect, Lucifer. Don't pull out yet, 'kay?" Her voice sounded raw.  

His thumb kept circling her trigger, drawing several tremors and aftershocks from her limp body.

"Just push it out when yo-what the, did she just faint?" Lucifer was about to release the base and let her muscles take over, when he noticed her snoring.

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Chapter 167

Dream

Hermione took a deep breath and decided right then and there she was ready for the real thing. "Lucifer? Do you want to bugger me?"

He stared at the back of her head in shock. "What did you just say?"

She looked over her shoulder at him. "Do you want to bugger me?"

Lucifer was dumbfounded."Is that what you want?"

She nodded. "I've been thinking about it since the night you put that first plug in me."

He climbed up and lay next to her so he could see her clearly.

She smiled at him, and Lucifer brushed her hair back from her face. "This is really what you want?"

"Yes, of course. I trust you!"

She trusted him enough to deflower her arse.

That was a huge step—physically and psychologically. "You know I'm quite a bit bigger than Richard, don't you?"

Hermione breathed out a smile. "Yes, I'm well aware."

"You want me to take your arse for the the first time . . . right now?" he asked, just double checking.

"Yes. But only if you are ready too."

Drawing his fingers down her face, Lucifer stared into her eyes. "You're not too scared?"

Hermione shook her head. "I know you'll take care of me."

"I've thought about this so many times," he admitted.

That was what she wanted to hear.

"Me too, please fuck my arse," she whispered.

It wasn't just his words, it was the fire in his black eyes.

Hermione smiled and reached down with one hand to run her finger along his length.

He was rock hard, his twitching rod reaffirming his excitement.

Her hot little fingers danced over his shaft.

Lucifer had to take a deep breath to stay focused. "If this is really what you want, then I'm going to make sure you love this like nothing else you've ever felt."

He moved in closer and brushed his lips over hers. "Do you remember what I told you about keeping your options open and experiencing the bounty of flavors your body has to offer?"

"Yes, sir."

"Well, tonight you're going to gorge yourself on devil's food . . . and so am I. Push out Richard. He's overstayed his welcome. That's my spot."

Hermione laughed and bore down until the head popped free. "Okay."

Lucifer kissed her one last time then headed down south. He cleaned off her dildo and set it on the nightstand, planning his strategy as he settled between her spread legs.

It was time to break out his secret weapon. 

Lucifer started by massaging the excess oil into her bum, gradually straying between her cheeks with each rub.

When he felt her body melting into his touch, he strolled through her valley, leisurely brushing her rosebud.

He still couldn't believe she wanted to do this.

Anal play with her had always been just that, play.

Like her tits, it gave him more options for driving her mad and making her climax.

She had been so nervous that first time he'd fingered her arse.

Part of him wanted this for strictly physical reasons (that part of him was currently jabbing the bedspread), but his brain and heart wanted it for entirely different reasons.

No one had ever offered themselves up to him so completely.

This wasn't about conquering every available hole, it was about trust and acceptance.

She wanted him everywhere.

No holds barred. She was inviting him into her most protected space.

He wouldn't violate that confidence.

He would give her arse the love it deserved.

Hermione was already humping the pillow. Her pussy was calling for all hands on deck, bailing out buckets of fluid to lure him to the leak.

Lucifer must have been blind to her flooding, because he hadn't touched her pussy since Dick's departure.

The closest he came was her perineum, teasing her with a tickle just a millimeter from her engorged entrance.

He parted her cheeks and smiled at her cute little button; the kitten-soft hairs lining her arse were begging for a tongue-bath.

The scent of her pussy sent him into an altered state.

Tipping back his head to get a better look, he slid his hands lower and held open her lips. 

'Sweet fucki-'

Her folds had taken on a mirror shine.

Lucifer ducked his head into her pool and went bobbing for her clit.

Hermione jerked against the pillow, moaning his name as he sucked her sex clean.

All that waiting and denial had left her nub hyper-sensitive. Every taste bud on his slick muscle stood out in high relief. "Ah!"

He smiled and leaned back to check his progress.

Shiny. She was dripping with arousal and saliva. He needed her at the peak of desire.

The more turned on she was, the easier this would be for her—and it looked as if the temperature was just right.

Lucifer spread her wider and licked her from clit to caboose. She arched her back so hard she almost knocked him out with her tailbone.

He put some more muscle into pinning her to the pillows and nuzzled her knot with his nose.

The smell of pussy was everywhere, drifting back into her shadowed lane, filling her alley with the scent of caramelized cunny.

Warm, gooey cookies couldn't hold a candle to the delicious decadence of her bake shop.

His tongue crept out and swirled around her cinnamon roll.

Hermione's jaw dropped; she was panting like an asthmatic respirator.

He took his sweet time, circling and lapping around her hole without hitting the bullseye.

She wanted more, but she couldn't get her legs open any wider; and his grip on her cheeks held her immobile. "Oh God! Please, sir!"

Lucifer smirked and stopped teasing, flickering his tongue right on top of her hole.

He could feel her bearing down, her arse unconsciously reaching out for his tongue.

Burrowing into her crevice like a mad dog, he devoured her the way he'd been dreaming about for months.

It took all his strength to hold her down.

She was squealing and kicking like a trapped rabbit, pleading with him for more.

His tongue slid up her arse, and Hermione shouted his name, mashing her face into the mattress to muffle her rabid moan.

How could something so soft and wet penetrate her so deeply? He thrust in and out like a hunter tasting its surroundings.

Thighs trembling, Hermione bounced her clit off the pillow and tried to ride his face. "L-Lucifer!"

He knew that cry. She was close.

He didn't want her to come until he was inside her.

Pulling back, he let her rest. "I was wrong, pet. You taste like angel's food. That was heavenly."

Hermione panted into the comforter.

Her brain had gone out to lunch.

"Unh," she grunted, searching for the right words to express herself.

Lucifer grinned and placed a palm on each cheek.

"Relax, pet. Let me see if you're ready." He spread open her anus with his thumbs, studying the gradation of brown to pink to red as her hole bloomed for him.

Gorgeous. He lapped the edge of her cavern so she'd feel how open she was. "I think you're ready, love. How do you want to do this? Do you want to stay like that?"

"No, I want to see you."

He smiled and gave her arse a parting kiss. "I want to see you too." Sitting back, he slid his hand up her side and stroked her flanks. "Roll over for me, love."

Hermione rolled to one side, and he helped her shift the pillows around so she'd be comfortable.

Settling on her back, she stared down her body, watching his erection bob and weave as he knelt at her arse.

He was so hard his cock was eyeing the ceiling.

She didn't know whether to be scared by where all that strength intended to go or excited by his body's response.

Either way, her vagina was pulling out all the stops in its effort to alter his travel plans, reminding him that gushing waterfalls were waiting to pamper his cock at Pussy Paradise Inn.  

Lucifer stared at her for several seconds, reveling in the jiggle of her naked breasts and the jut of her rocky nipples.

His eyes traveled down her body to gaze at her glistening gash.

She looked like his little naked nymph, her hair wild on the pillows, her legs splayed for his arrival.

Settling his hips between her legs, he told his cock to wait just a bit longer. He wanted to kiss her first.

Hermione gripped his shoulders as he leaned into her. She needed his kiss to calm her nerves.

His tongue tapped its way into her mouth, and she welcomed it with hers, letting him lick away her worry.

The heavy weight of his cock pressed into her clit, and she ground herself against its firm heat.

A thrill of excitement shot through her core and landed in her stomach.

This was really going to happen.

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