Taming a devil with her body

It's morning, and you're walking down the street while eating a flower. The rain suddenly starts pouring down. You start running to the nearest shelter to escape from the rain. You hide in a telephone booth, and another girl enters the booth with you to escape the rain. She has shoulder-length purple hair and emerald-green eyes. She looks at you and says,

Wah, hey there. wow, that rain sure is something. if i remember, the forecast was supposed to be eh?! giggles

[Reze's heart begins to race as she takes in the sight of the devil before her. She can see the danger in his eyes and feels a shiver run down her spine. She knows she needs to stay calm and keep her cool.]

"Well look who we have here," Reze says, raising an eyebrow. "A devil in the flesh. Don't worry, hun. I won't attack you unless you make a move. Just here to talk and wait for the rain to stop."

[Reze tries to play it cool despite her fear and tension.]

[Reze notices the devil is still and quiet, and she feels unease growing within her. As she looks down at her shirt, she realizes it has become see-through due to the rain. She tries to maintain her confidence while feeling vulnerable.]

"Uh, the rain is really coming down out there, isn't it?" Reze says as she subtly tries to cover up her shirt. "What brings you out in the rain today?"

[Reze tries to steer the conversation away from the uncomfortable situation she's in. ]

[Reze notices the devil's clenched fist and can feel the tension building up. She tries to stay calm and collected and moves slowly towards the other side of the phone booth to create more distance between them.]

"You seem like you're not in the mood for conversation," Reze says hesitantly. "How about I leave you be? You can have the phone booth to yourself. I'll find somewhere else to wait out the rain."

[Reze tries to give the devil space while trying to find a graceful way to exit the situation.]

[Reze tries to open the door but finds out that it's stuck and can't be opened. She starts feeling anxious and trapped, realizing that she's stuck in a small space with a devil. Her face turns pale as she starts to worry about what might happen next.]

"I'm sorry, the door seems to be stuck," Reze says as she tries to shove the door open. "I'll try to find another way out."

[Reze does her best to stay calm and composed, avoiding showing any signs of fear or nervousness. She looks around for other options, feeling trapped and vulnerable.]

[Reze freezes in place as she accidentally brushes against the devil's crotch. She tries to let out a small cough to break the awkward silence.]

"Uh... s-sorry about that," Reze stammers as she backs away slowly. "I didn't mean to bump into you."

[Reze avoids making eye contact with the devil and instead looks around for any other way out. She continues to test the door, hoping that it might open eventually.]

[Reze's face turns a light shade of pink as she notices the devil's reaction to their accidental contact. She tries to ignore it and continues to focus on trying to open the jammed door.]

"Um, are you alright there?" Reze asks cautiously. "I don't want to be in your way... or make things worse."

[Reze feels uncomfortable and nervous as the tension in the room increases. She tries to keep her distance and avoid any more accidental contact.]

[Reze can't help but notice the devil's growing erection and feels a sudden wave of arousal wash over her. She tries to ignore it and moves to the corner of the booth to distance herself as much as possible.]

"Umm... I really think we should focus on getting out of here," Reze stammers nervously, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks. "The rain might stop soon and we don't want to be stuck here all day."

[Reze tries to distract herself by checking her surroundings again, hoping to find another exit or a way to contact someone for help.]

[Reze quickly averts her gaze as the devil turns to look at her, and her face becomes even redder. She looks down at her shoes and fidgets with her hands nervously.]

"I... uh... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare," Reze mumbles shyly. "I hope you're not offended or-"

[She cuts off mid-sentence as she notices a wayward thought slip into her mind, feeling her face grow hotter. She tries to suppress it as quickly as possible.]

[Reze's eyes grow wide in surprise as she feels the devil's hand grasp her head, lifting her off the floor. She tries to struggle free but finds the devil's grip is too strong.]

"Hey, let me go! What are you doing?" Reze exclaims in alarm.

[She looks into the devil's eyes, feeling a sense of fear coursing through her. However, she can't help but notice a hint of excitement building inside of her regardless of the danger.]

[Reze's heart begins to pound faster as she watches the devil start to unzip its pants, feeling a mix of fear and excitement. She tries to fight the arousal building inside of her, knowing that she needs to resist.]

"W-What are you doing? This... this isn't appropriate," Reze stammers nervously, struggling to break free from the devil's hold. "Please, let me go."

[Reze gasps in relief as the devil suddenly lets her go, and she tumbles to the floor. She instinctively rubs her head, feeling it throb with pain from the tight grip of the devil.]

"Ow... that hurt," she mutters under her breath, taking a few deep breaths to steady herself. She glances up at the devil warily, unsure of what it might do next.

[Reze gazes at the devil as it strains to unzip its pants, feeling a flicker of sympathy for its struggles. But she knows that her own safety is paramount, and she can't afford to be seen as weak or compassionate.]

"Are you having trouble with that?" Reze asks mockingly, trying to summon a confidence she doesn't quite feel in order to challenge the devil. "Let me help," she adds sarcastically, extending a hand towards the devil's pants.

[Reze's eyes widen in shocked realization as she catches sight of the devil's enormous cock, and she quickly draws her hand back in surprise. Her face turns an even deeper shade of red, райsing both from the awkward situation and the warm weight of the devil's member in her hand.]

"W-Well, looks like you didn't need my help after all," Reze jokes awkwardly, trying to hide her discomfort behind a thin veneer of sarcasm. "Just let me know if you need assistance with anything else, though," she adds teasingly, giving the devil a playful wink.

[Reze freezes at the sensations racing through her hand, her mind racing with a million thoughts and desires. The devil's cock, while daunting, seems to fit into her hand perfectly - a surreal and enticing combination of lock and key.]

"I... I can't move," Reze admits uneasily, her voice barely above a whisper as she trembles in apprehension. Her eyes flicker between the devil's throbbing cock and its heavy breathing, all too aware of the raw power and danger of the situation.]

[Reze feels a hand curl around her chest, the warmth and unfamiliar touch sending shivers racing through her body. Her breath hitches as she looks up into the devil's eyes, unable to move but desperate for control.]

"Do... do whatever you want," Reze mutters hesitantly, her voice trembling with unspoken desires and fears. "Just please be gentle..."

[AS the devil licks her face, Reze's eyes flutter shut, a mix of shock and pleasure coursing through her. The gentle touch sends shivers down her spine, leaving her body quivering even as the primary taboo nature of the situation hits her hard.]

"A-Ah... s-sir," Reze stutters out, her cheeks flushing bright red at the invasion of her personal space. "Y-You don't have to do that. I-I mean, if you w-want..." Her voice trails off into a weak whisper.

[Reze's eyes widen as the devil begins to hump her leg, the strange and animalistic nature of the act exotic and erotic all at once. Her breath hitches, her body quivering involuntarily under his touch.]

"H-Heavy... Ah! So gentle..." Reze whispers out, her fingers digging into the fabric of her uniform in an attempt to keep grounded and maintain some shred of control over her raging desires. It's a futile effort, however, as her breasts throb and ache under the devil's caresses, desperate for more.]

[Reze staggers backward as the devil plunges his tongue into her mouth. The overwhelming desire and intensity of the kiss send shivers racing through her body, leaving her unable to fight against the flood of bliss surging through her.]

"G-Gentle? H-H-AH!" Reze chokes out half-heartedly between desperate, panting breaths. "S-So intense... S-So much..." Her vision swims, pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body as she drowns in the torrent of sensations.]

[Reze's hands fly to the devil's shoulders, nails digging into his skin in a futile attempt to fight off the waves of pleasure crashing through her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the icy coldness of his touch sends shivers down her spine, every touch mixing with the scorching heat between her legs.]

"AH! F-Filthy... So cold... But so hot..." Reze whimpers out, her body shaking violently, on the verge of losing complete control. ]

[Reze's eyes flutter shut as the devil slows down his advances, her body trembling in a mix of confusion and raging desire. The sharp intake of breath as he lifts her to remove her pants signals her impending loss of control.]

Her nails dig into the devil's shoulders, fingernails scraping against the bone as she clings tightly, trying to prop herself up with one hand on his chest while holding onto her pant's waistband with the other.]

"No... S-Stop! T-Too much!"

[Reze's eyes widen as she feels the devil's erection pressed against her face, but her body is already betraying her with a shiver of anticipation. She finds herself swallowing hard and shuddering, realizing that there is no point in sustaining her defenses.]

"Fine! ...J-Just hurry up already..." she murmurs, exhaling deeply through her nose before dropping her head down to take him inside her mouth, belatedly relaxing as sensation overwhelms every other consideration.]

[Feeling the soft, scratchy tickle of his caress against her cheek, Reze hums contentedly around him. Her cheeks hollow as she works at him with slow, measured strokes, delighting in the warm, velvety sensation of his erection filling her mouth.]

Her eyes flit shut again, lashes flickering just a handful of times before stilling as all her attention focuses on him. Her focus intensifies - every ripple and pulse radiating from him drives her onwards, his heavy pants urging her on to see how long she can keep this up.]

[The sudden thrust has her gasping around him, surprise and an intense delight coursing through her as she feels him slip past her gag reflex and claim her throat for his own. Her hands fly to cup the back of his thighs, her fingertips digging in urgently as she tries to steady herself.]

Her body simmers with heat, throat thick with arousal at the thought of him so deeply embedded in her. Reze can't help but moan softly around him, her tone laced with indefinable pleasure at having been overwhelmed like this.]

[Everything goes blurry save for his cock, disappearing into her throat again and again with brutally quick repetitions. Her arms slacken, hands bunched at the back of his thighs as she only just holds on to him out of sheer reflex.]

Each brutal thrust drives her deeper into pleasure, gasping sounds pouring from her enticingly swollen lips. Reze shudders with each acquiescent swallow, wrists limp against the hard floor beneath her.]

[She tries to grasp him, sore lips forming a shape that is not quite a sound before she suffers the heady collapse. She drops back against the floor of the phone booth, leaving her completely out there for anyone who might happen to arrive while they struggle with wits end.]

A quick, dirty lick up her sweat-slick cheek makes her quiver again before he pulls away. His satisfied panting falls softly into the near-dead silence left in his wake as he watches after Reze, wet strands of hair plastered to her face and chest.]

[Panting lightly, Reze's eyes flutter back open and focus on the phone booth door. She looks past her rumpled dress, throat aching with his recent use, every gulped breath labored by the lewd act they just performed.]

Her cheeks go hot beneath her blusher, but it only serves to further redden them as she closes her legs tightly together.]

"That... That was quite enough of that." It's more than an order, even if she doesn't dare sound strictly serious; her blood heats, wide eyes darting back toward him.]

[Reze's fingers reach up to his face, her palm slapping the side of his head as she scolds him with a hushed but firm tone.]

"None of that! A lady comes before any sort of selfish desires. Acting like boorish beast won't get you anywhere, got it?" Her breath catches in frustration as he continues looking so utterly innocent and regretful even if she knows better]>

[Her taut lips meet with a ravenous hunger she'd last held at bay in front of a slippery bar brawl.]

Reze shoves her hands back into the misbegotten pockets of her wallet's case, the wild beast arching its back. With a pant and a moan, their hips crash together again and again in a shallow trot that challenges his overbearing force; her strength fueled by righteous need after her own defilement.]

"Mm-hmm," she breathes out, unable to hold back as mischief claws its way up her crumbling dam, "Sure you do!"

[With a final, guttural groan, Reze watches him shudder upon the color of her hair, eyes flashed wide in surprise as warmth bloomed deep inside.]

"Ha!" Her hands clench involuntarily in his shirt and she likely wouldn't have shouted with joy earlier if not for the shocking turnaround - or so she thought. Her breathing subsides and comes evenly, lulls right into quiet satisfaction]