Hellacious Hospitality Ch. 07

"Great, just great. The man of my dreams gets seduced out from under me by some bimbo sex demon because I'm too fucking chicken! Four years! I had four years of chances! But even if I had grown some fucking balls, what chance would I have against all her sex magic voodoo or whatever the fuck it is she uses to get into men's pants? I thought I was fine playing second-fiddle, but that was before I knew just how badly the game was rigged against me. It's not fair! That's it! I'm done! We're done! You can have him, lady!Take him away to your eternal sex dungeon or whatever it is you do with your victims and fuck his brains out until he keels over, see if I care. How can I even compete with the likes of... whatever the hell this is. Yeah, "Hell". That's it. Just like I said before, I died and went to Hell. That's how this demon bitch is even here, isn't she?"

Benson was ready to leap to Caeli's defense, but from her place propped up against the wall, she managed to flash him a wink that bade him to hold his tongue. To Benson's surprise, despite the unrestrained verbal assault, Caeli had started smiling in the middle of Elena's rant. Even in her ragged state, she managed to chuckle. It was weak, and wheezing, but the tone was clear.

"What!? Just what the fuck do you think is so funny?" Elena seethed. Even crippled, this strange woman was toying with her.

"Just how wrong you are. Just about every single word of it, all wrong."

"What?" Elena's formerly strong voice wavered.

"Firstly, you're of the impression that supernatural charms were involved in seducing your man. The truth is, our connection began as ordinarily as anything, with a cup of coffee and a scintillating conversation. In fact, as that progressed, it was I who found herself seduced, instead. Secondly, I can't tell you whether or not Hell exists. I've certainly never been there, and it probably wouldn't be this place. Thirdly, if anyone's getting their brains frigged out, that'd be me again. I know you know how good he is." She smirked. That comment had Elena turning her eyes down, bashfully, her outrage quickly running out of steam.

"And lastly, did you know that the first time we made love, he was thinking of you?"

"I... he... what!?" That single question shattered the very crux of her anger and frustration, leaving Elena at a complete and utter loss. She felt a welling emptiness inside, the wind completely stolen from her sails.

"Caeli!"

"Oh, you can live through the embarrassment, lover-boy. Don't forget I told you I'd get you back for that indignity." she smirked fiercely. "Truth is, your man here has been crushing on you for just about as long. I had to use that to my advantage to even gain his attentions in the first place."

Benson's jaw hung agape now at those admissions.

"Don't look surprised. I had surmised that something was still holding you to that place of work that you claimed to despise. It's pretty obvious to me what that was, now. Or who, rather. You told me to leave the glasses on during sex, because of a huge office crush you used to have. Why do you even think I wear these in the first place? They're fake, remember?"

He was at a complete loss for words. Even with as much as she had done already, she always seemed to find new ways to strip him down like an onion and leave his emotions laid bare.

Elena slumped to the ground, her knees giving way, completely stunned. "What have I walked into, here?"

"Something truly wonderful, my dear. While I'm afraid that if you have selfish designs on him, you may not find your desires so easily fulfilled. But if you're still willing to share, I'm sure you'll find that he has more that enough love in his heart to go around. And if you play your cards right, I may just have some of mine to offer, as well."

"Y-you could love me? Even after all those terrible things I just said about you?"

"As I've told our dear friend, Ben, here, that's why I don't place too much stock in first impressions. You humans get so worked up about the pretenses, you say precious little about who you truly are. I know those hateful words were not genuine. You're just scared. I can relate."

"How could you possibly relate to what I'm feeling?"

"Because you've had far more time with him than I have, and I too was scared. I feared you were taking him away from me."

"Th-that can't be right. I mean, you're so perfect. And gorgeous. How am I even supposed to compete?"

"Simple. By just being you. You gained his full interest after he met me. And you still hold it, even now. You've become a special part of his life, and I could never be the one to take that away from either of you."

"Are you really a succubus? You're just... so different. From all the stories, that is."

"Well, don't believe everything you hear. The world's a fair bit more complicated than in the storybooks. But also simpler in ways, if you'd care to learn."

"This is nuts. Benson, say something. You haven't said anything in a bit. Tell me I've cracked. Tell me this isn't all real, please."

He knelt down to take Elena's hand in his. "Nope. This is real. She's right, you know. The world's wilder and crazier than we ever thought it was, but if you'd like to stay with me, stand by my side, I think we'll have a whole lot of fun learning about that all together."

Elena blubbered. "B-but, it can't be real. It just can't. Because if it is, I have to live with how much of a bitch I've just been!"

"Darling, don't beat yourself up over it. I've borne the brunt of far worse. Your regret is apology enough. Now, would you both be dears and help me up? I'll be fine after some rest, but I'd rather not have to do so on the cold, wet ground."

Hanging her head deep in thought, Elena hesitated. "No. No, we won't need to do that. I'm not done here."

"Elena? Come on, she says she forgives you. Isn't that enough?"

"She might, but I can't. I won't be able to live with myself if I haven't properly earned that forgiveness. I was angry, and confused, and totally out of line. But I think I know how we can fix this. You really are a succubus? And I guess, since Benson here's still alive, you're not some evil, soul-sucking Hell witch?"

"The way you keep going on about that, it's almost like you'd prefer I was..."

"Sorry, sorry. I'm still having trouble wrapping my head around all of this. But how about the, uh, 'good parts' that come with the territory?"

"Um, yes, but... oh? Oh!" Caeli seemed to grasp her meaning, as Elena wriggled her own body behind to prop up her limp body. She held her pale, petite body against her chest, and spread her legs, bracing them against her own open thighs.

"I think there's something better we can do for you than just let you rest. Do it Benson! Fuck her!"

He still had some misgivings as to Elena's true intentions, but Caeli's pleading, hungry look told him everything. Even though he and the succubus had been intimate less than an hour ago, the sight of both beauties nestled together was all the inspiration he needed to go again. As he took off his pants, the animalistic yearning he saw in both women's eyes put him straight over the top.

Droplets of water still streamed down their bodies, dancing along the delightful curves and valleys laid before him. With Caeli's legs held wide, the soft plushness of her bald pussy mound glistened invitingly. One particularly lucky bead of water gathered at the hood of her clitoris before falling and tracing down the smooth line of her vulva. That gentle sensation had her quivering already, and her pretty pink lips parted in lustful anticipation.

He knelt down, and pressed the head of his penis against Caeli's awaiting vagina. She nodded lustfully, bidding him to enter. He then looked to Elena, searching for signs of envy or anger that might point to ulterior motives, but she too, wore an eager expression. As his shaft was slowly enveloped by Caeli's willing folds, Elena mouthed a silent "Wow!". Curiously craning her neck over the succubus' slight shoulder, it was a strange experience for her. She was close enough that it could have been her own cunt being penetrated, but the fact that it wasn't allowed her to watch with a detached sort of fascination. She felt herself growing wetter watching every inch that he plunged into the other woman.

Still worried about Caeli's health, Benson began with a slow and gentle pace. Her ragged breath matched to every one of his careful strokes.

"A-ah!" she moaned, softly.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

"I-I'm f-f-fine. My body's... so... sensitive right now. Too weak to control it, filter it. Everything...ooh... just keep going!"

At her urging, he continued his light thrusting. She grew wetter and hotter with every stroke, an encouraging sign that her body was starting to recover.

While Benson had her occupied from the front, Elena's intrigue began to take hold around back. She could feel the loving chemistry building between the two, and was ashamed at herself for trying to disrupt that. The feeling of those emotions spilled over into her, as each of Benson's strokes caused delighted little shivers down the succubus' spine that transferred through her as well, nestled as the petite woman was against her bosom, and cradled between her parted thighs.

She felt compelled to make up for her transgressions against this strange, yet unbelievably kind beauty. How could she offer such uplifting, encouraging words, after being at the receiving end of such a brutal tongue-lashing? She conveyed a strength that Elena wished she had.

The non-human aspect of this woman still troubled her. Seized by curiosity, her hands crept up, longing to touch the seemingly unnatural wings sprouting from just below her shoulder blades. She had been frightened by those things, reminding her of the dark shadow that loomed over her before being attacked. But up close, she was struck by how dazzling they were. From afar, they'd seemed so intimidating and imposing. But mere inches from her eyes, all she could see were the scintillating patterns of the dark, iridescent scales that covered them, and the vibrant, feminine pink color of their wide membranes.

"What it it that you're doing back there, miss?" Suddenly being addressed caused Elena to jump, which didn't help her own simmering emotions, as her stiffening nipples raked against the succubus' back. The knowing chuckle she received in response caused her to blush.

"Please, touch all you like. In fact, I insist. My body's on fire now, begging to feel hands and fingers all over. If you're still frightened, this is the perfect opportunity, as I'm not really of the condition to do much in retaliation."

"N-no. I'm not frightened. I'm just... overwhelmed. Your wings. They're so pretty." Finally mustering the courage, she gently ran her fingers along the tightly wound muscles where they connected to Caeli's back, and then further along the slender, bony limb. She marveled at the sleek, smooth texture of the tiny, glimmering scales. "Wow, I didn't think they'd be so soft."

Caeli's eyes fluttered, reveling in the sensations of Benson's gentle lovemaking, and the delicately dancing fingertips playing along her back. "You two are doing great. Please don't stop. Mmm." She bit down on her lip lightly, suppressing another shuddering moan.

Elena's own breath hitched when she felt the succubus relax and press into her, projecting some of her inner warmth through her breasts. She envied her for having Benson, but at the same time, the way this woman so easily surrendered herself into her arms, despite having been at odds with each other mere minutes ago was strangely comforting. It spoke of an inherent trust that she couldn't help but feel drawn to. In that moment, she suddenly understood Benson's conflicted loyalties, as she too, felt herself falling for the beautiful demoness.

The profundity of that truth struck her hard, and she froze.

Caeli felt a new source of wetness at her neck, as the faint sound of sobbing rang in her pointed ears. "Oh my, what's happened? Have we lost you, back there?"

Benson halted in his pace to give her some breathing room, but Caeli signaled for him to continue, but at a slower and more cautious pace.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry!" Elena started outright bawling. She wrapped her arms tightly around Caeli's midsection, and cried directly on her shoulder. "I get it now! The love you two share. It's not exclusive, for just the two of you. I can feel it. The way you complement each other. It grows, and encompasses everything you touch. It's inclusive. And you really want me to join you?"

"Ah, now she gets it. I'm starting to see why you championed her case so ardently, dear Ben."

Benson reached up to lovingly caress Elena's tear-stained cheek, and she looked up at him with shimmering eyes that begged for absolution. "Thanks for listening, Elena. I'm sorry to keep this a secret from you, but I hope you understand why I couldn't tell you. I was hoping a time would come for that, I just hadn't expected it to happen like this." She sniffled and nodded.

"Now, though, I think there's been enough tears shed for today. You wouldn't know the half of it. If you really want to apologize to Caeli, she responds even better to actions, over words." To punctuate his meaning, he picked up his pace again, his thrusting growing stronger, and more vigorous. With every powerful stroke, Elena felt Caeli's body press up into her own, that libidinous heat pulsing into her own breast and loins.

Understanding Benson's meaning, Elena grew bolder with her explorations. She nuzzled warmly into the back of Caeli's neck, inhaling the faint but intoxicating scent of fresh lilac from her slicked violet tresses. Hands that had been around the succubus' narrow waist gripped and massaged that flesh now, delicately tracing the contours of those finely toned muscles. Caeli purred, those tiny vibrations sending ripples of arousal through the both of them.

Firm hands steadily inched upwards from toned stomach to rib cage, probing fingers transitioning from the softness of flesh to the hardness of bone. There was something in that touch that put an end to how surreal Elena was feeling about this whole situation. It was still hard to reconcile in her mind that this demoness, this succubus, could truly be here before them.

But there, her smooth, supple flesh yielding under the prodding touches of her fingertips, here she was. And there was nothing scary about it. Nothing like the horrible demons in the fairy tales, forged in fire of unyielding stone, and smelling of ash and sulfur. No. This was just a woman. A strange woman with horns and wings and a tail, to be sure. But her vibrantly-colored hair smelled faintly of wildflowers, and their bodies were more alike than they differed, and that realization completely turned Elena's way of thinking upside-down.

She'd never been with a woman before. Nor with a man until quite recently, for that matter. But that was no obstacle, because she was a woman herself, and she knew what made herself feel good. And Elena wanted nothing more in this moment than to share that with this girl.

Steadily, but assuredly, Elena's hands crept higher now, fully along her sides, under the armpits. Caeli had her eyes closed now, basking in the wondrous sensations of two hot bodies lavishing her with attention. Emboldened by that pleasant smile, Elena's hands reached forward and took a good, firm grasp of the spectacular, buoyant D-cup bosoms presented before her. Caeli gasped in surprise, but immediately nestled her head against Elena's shoulder to give her a slightly better view, turning her head slightly to face her so as not to graze her with her horns.

Feeling the soft weight in her hands, she gaped at their bounteous presence. "My god, are these real? I'm so envious of you. I used to feel so inadequate with mine. I barely had anything, and I got it in my head that I needed enhancements so people would pay attention to me. But when I did, I just felt stupid after. But you just seemed so casual in flaunting these massive things. Aren't you the least bit self-conscious?" Another rush of heat built up in her loins, as she started to play with Caeli's cute pink nipples, and they rapidly firmed between her fingers.

"My body is my body, why should I be? Own what you are, not to dwell on what you think others want you to be. You're much too critical of yourself. Small or large in chest, you'd still be -- unf -- beautiful," she managed to talk between soft grunts and moans. "Our mutual friend here took a good long time espousing your virtues to me. For reasons I think you can imagine, I was hesitant to meet with you. But the way he went on and on, I couldn't help but feel intrigued, and soon excited at the prospect -- eek. Not once did he dwell on your looks or the size of your chest, outside of extol his concerns over your self-esteem. I won't be one to judge you for those choices, either. But if we are to become friends, I can certainly try to help you feel more at ease with -- A-aah -- yourself."

"Friends, you say? With a demon? Good god, what is this world coming to?" Elena started to cry-laugh, tears welling in her eyes again, even while grinning broadly. "I've never been happier in my life. You two are like the missing pieces in my soul. Every empty feeling in my heart, you find a way to fill. Please, yes, if you'll have me."

"If you put it like that, then how can I possibly say no? You're a woman after my own heart."

Elena's tears soon dried, but her laughter grew even stronger. She threw her head back and cackled. "Oh man, my life is seriously fucked up. I just realized that this is the second time this week I've asked 'can we be friends?' while bare-ass naked, with people who are practically strangers to me. Imagine that's how I went about real life, just walking down the street, to random passers-by: 'Hi, my name's Elena, here's my tits, let's be friends!' I'd be slapped with an exposure charge and committed within minutes. So why is this working?"

Benson grunted, as Caeli found enough energy within herself to start squeezing around his erection. "You think you've got things ass-backwards? I've been fucking you girls like rabbits, and I haven't even had to buy you dinner yet. My wallet thanks you, though." He smiled an over-the-top grin, before shifting to a more sincere, appreciative smile. "I think we have Caeli here to thank for our good fortunes. She has this uncanny ability to coax that good out of people."

"You give me too much credit. All I did was give you a little push. It's your keen intuition that's made this all possible."

"Alright, alright, I get it. You guys are insufferably adorable together, but we're just going to keep going in circles if you go on like that. I have just one more question for you guys. Just why are my ass and kitty hanging out? This robe is ridiculous."

"Oh that? On the topic of going in circles, I thought our dear Ben here would get too caught up blaming himself if I didn't provide him a little 'inspiration' to move things along expediently."

"Wait, that's the reason? Caeli, you naughty minx."

"What can I say, I aim to please."

"Well Elena, seems our friend here had designs on us hooking up after all, but do you think you can hold out? I think we owe our hostess here a show of appreciation. Shall we?"

"Don't mind me, I'm having fun already. Seriously, her boobs are amazing. So bouncy, but my hands sink right in."

The smile that Caeli flashed her filled her stomach with butterflies.