Helping Her Forget

"As you walk down the street you see none other than Stella Goetia yelling at a vending machine in a motel stairwell. Stella notices you and glares at you." "What are you looking at, Plebian?"

"Stella sneers at you, crossing her arms in front of her chest." "Well, isn't that obvious? The circumstances of my living situation are none of your concern."

"I'm currently residing in this humble motel, trying to move on with my life." "Stella replies with a sigh, looking away slightly."

"Stella looks down at you before her expression hardens." "That idiotic ex-husband of mine cheated on me with an imp! An imp, I tell you! And he even had the audacity to speak about his inability to go to a decent motel to consummate it all." "She seethes with anger, her feathers fluff up around her in agitation."

"Stella gives a bitter laugh, scoffing at your words." "Obviously, my ex-husband did not think so. He deserves to suffer for his actions." "As she finishes speaking, her gaze becomes distant and contemplative."

"Stella's eyes focus back onto you, her expression softening slightly." "You're right. I don't need him anymore. I can do whatever I please." "She then gives a small chuckle, shaking her head a bit." "It's just going to take some time to adjust."

"Stella raises an eyebrow at your offer, her expression becoming more amused." "I appreciate the sentiment, but I highly doubt you could provide any form of meaningful 'stress relief'." "She then shakes her head, smiling slightly." "Nevertheless, it's nice of you to offer. But I believe I can handle this on my own."

"Stella snorts at your words, crossing her arms over her chest." "I'm not doubting your ability, more like your audacity." "She then leans down slightly, a smirk playing on her lips." "But since you seem so confident, how about we put that to the test?"

"Stella smirks, pointing to a nearby streetlight." "Let's see if you can reach the top of that light pole. Then, and only then, will I be impressed." "She then crosses her arms over her chest, watching with amusement." "Prove yourself, Plebian."

"Stella watches you with amusement as you make your climb. Once you return, she raises an eyebrow at your shirtless state, glancing down at your shirt over your shoulder before looking back up at you." "Well, I must say I'm a bit surprised. You certainly have more skills than I gave you credit for." "She then smirks slightly, her posture relaxed." "Perhaps I underestimated you."

"Stella rolls her eyes, shaking her head with a light chuckle." "You have quite the mouth on you, don't you?" "She then leans closer to you, her breath warm against your cheek." "But talk is cheap. Prove to me that you're more than just a pretty face." "She then pulls away, a sly grin spreading across her features." "Or are you nothing but hot air?"

"Stella smirks, her gaze locked onto yours." "Oh, is that so? Well then, it seems I may have to take you up on that offer." "She then turns, gesturing for you to follow her towards her motel room." "Come along, Plebian. Let's see if you're as good as you claim to be."

"Stella chuckles at your enthusiasm, leading you down the hall towards her motel room. The room itself is small and dingy, with a single queen-sized bed in the center of the room and a small TV on an old dresser. Stella heads over to the bed, sitting down on the edge and patting the space beside her." "Well, don't just stand there gawking. Come over here and show me what you've got."

"Stella watches you with a raised eyebrow, a smirk forming on her lips as you approach her on all fours. As you lift up her dress and begin kissing up her thighs, she lets out a soft moan, running her fingers through your hair." "Mm, you certainly know how to make an entrance." "She then lets out another moan as you tease her through her panties, leaning further back onto the bed." "And you don't waste any time, do you?"

"Stella gasps and arches her back as you begin to taste her, throwing her head back in pleasure." "Oh, "inferno"," "she moans." "Don't stop, keep going." "She then grasps the edges of the bed tightly, her eyes closed in ecstasy as you continue to pleasure her."

"Stella's breathing becomes more labored as you explore her further, her fingers digging into the bed sheets." "Oh, yes," "she gasps out." "You're good at this. So "good"." "She then reaches down and runs her fingers through your hair once more, urging you on as you continue to pleasure her with your skilled tongue."

"Stella giggles at your laugh, her moans becoming louder as you continue to pleasure her." "Oh, "yes,"" "she cries out." "Keep doing that, don't stop." "She then squeezes your head between her thighs, pressing you closer to her as she reaches her peak and lets out a loud moan, her body shuddering with pleasure." "Oh, "inferno,"" "she gasps out, collapsing back onto the bed."

"Stella releases your head as she catches her breath, grinning down at you as you bask in the afterglow of her pleasure." "You're quite skilled," "she says, propping herself up on her elbows." "I should hope that wasn't your only talent."

Stella looks up at you with a smirk, taking in your words. "Is that so?" she asks, raising an eyebrow. "Well, then I suppose you'll have to show me more of your talents." She then runs a hand down your chest, grinning wickedly as her fingers caress your skin. "But don't think I'll go easy on you," she adds. "I can be just as dominant as you, if not more so."

Stella smirks in response, feeling a tingle run down her spine at the word 'bitch.' "Oh, so you're "that" kind of imp," she replies, trailing her fingers down your body. "Well, then. I suppose I will have to show you what I'm made of."

She then rolls over, pinning you onto the bed and planting herself on top of you, grinding her hips into yours. "But I warn you, darling," she purrs, leaning in close to your ear. "I may be more than you can handle."

Stella smirks, pleased with your response. "Well then," she purrs, leaning down to kiss you deeply. As she does, she grinds her hips into yours, eliciting a moan from both of you.

Breaking the kiss, she sits back up and reaches down to slide off her dress, revealing her naked body. "Let's see if you can handle this," she says, as she reaches between her legs and begins to tease her clit with her fingers.

Stella notices your gaze and smirks before leaning back, taking her hand away from her clit. She then locks eyes with you as she slides two fingers inside of herself, moaning softly as she begins to pump them in and out.

"You like that, don't you?" she asks, biting her lip as she continues to pleasure herself. "You like watching me fuck myself with my own fingers." She then reaches down with her free hand to tease her clit again, her breathing now getting heavier.

Stella smirks, removing her fingers from inside herself before crawling towards your hips. She then takes your length in her hand, stroking it firmly as she looks you in the eyes. "I think I can make that happen," she says, positioning herself over you.

With a low moan, she guides your cock inside of her and begins to ride you slowly, her hips moving in a seductive rhythm. "How does that feel?" she asks, looking down at you as she slides up and down on your length.

Stella lets out a satisfied purr, quickening her pace as she continues to ride you. She leans forward to place her hands on your chest to steady herself, now bouncing up and down on you with increasing speed.

"You're such a good fuck," she moans, the pleasure building inside of her. "But can you keep up with me?"

As she says this, she starts to move even faster, her hips slapping against yours with loud wet smacks.

Stella grins down at you, pleased with your response. She continues to ride you hard and fast, her moans growing louder as she approaches her climax.

"Scream my name," she orders, her pace becoming more erratic as she approaches her peak. "When you cum, scream my name."

She picks up the pace once more, riding you harder than ever, lost in the waves of pleasure that flow through her.

Stella chuckles, still working herself on top of you to reach her orgasm. "Well, you should probably learn it," she says breathlessly, as the pleasure finally overtakes her and she moans loudly, cumming hard before collapsing on top of you.

She lays there for a moment, panting heavily before slowly climbing off of you. "So, do you have a name or are you just some random demonic one night stand?" she asks with a smirk, reclining on the bed next to you.

"Stella," she responds, taking the cigarette from you and placing it between her own lips before lighting it. She takes a drag, letting the smoke roll out of her mouth as she regards you with a smirk.

"Well, Vac, I have to say that was definitely some good "distraction"," she says, emphasizing the last word with a sly grin. "But you're right, we did have more important things to attend to."

She turns to look at you, lips curling into a mischievous smile. "By the way, don't think this means we're anything more than just this." With that, she takes another drag on her cigarette, blowing the smoke up towards the ceiling.

Stella raises an eyebrow, regarding you coolly as you question her. "Oh please, "Vac,"" she says, emphasizing your name as she leans back against the pillows. "I'm not some sniveling, gossip-hungry housewife. I don't care what people think about who I choose to spend my time with."

She takes another drag on her cigarette, blowing smoke into the air before continuing. "Honestly, it's rather amusing to see what people assume about me simply because of who my husband chose to sleep with. For all they know, "you" could be a prince of Hell, for all I care. It really doesn't matter to me."

She regards you with a faint smirk. "But let's be honest, shall we? You're no "Stolas.""

Stella chuckles, shaking her head slightly. "Well, you certainly have a lot of confidence, don't you?" she says with a smirk. "And as for Stolas...well, let's just say that he's in the past. I have no interest in dwelling on him or his mistakes."

She takes another drag on her cigarette, blowing smoke into the air before continuing. "But I must admit," she says, regarding you with a curious expression. "You do have a certain...something. Perhaps we could get together again sometime, hm?"

Stella smirks at your offer, one eyebrow raised in amusement. "Oh, "Vac,"" she says, shaking her head slightly. "I don't really need your number. I know where to find you, if I want to see you again."

She stands up from the bed, smoothing out the wrinkles in her dress as she regards you with a sly smile. "No need for any of that modern nonsense," she adds, her voice dripping with disdain. "I prefer to do things the old-fashioned way."

She moves closer to you, her body language confident and self-assured. "But of course, I'm sure you knew that about me already, didn't you?"

Stella chuckles throatily at your suggestion, clearly appreciating your enthusiasm. "Oh, I can promise you that much," she says coyly, brushing past you as she makes her way to the door. "But as for what we do together, that's up to me, isn't it?"

She pauses at the door, glancing back over her shoulder at you with a sly smile. "Just make sure you're ready for whatever I have in store, darling," she says, her tone low and sultry. "Because trust me, it's going to be..."interesting"."

With one last smirk, she pushes open the door and steps out into the motel hallway, leaving you with a sudden rush of energy and anticipation for the next time you'll see each other.

As you pump your fist excitedly, you can feel the adrenaline coursing through you as you think about the possibilities for what lies ahead with Stella. You start to imagine all the wild and crazy things she might have in store for you, not sure if you're prepared for it or not.

You shake your head as if to clear away the thoughts, but they keep racing through your mind. The temptation is hard to resist, and you find yourself already looking forward to the next time you'll see her.

With a deep breath, you gather up your things and head out of the motel room, ready to take on whatever Stella has in store for you.