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I thought only God answered prayers. Apparently, demons do, too...
I'd been jerking it to my 18-year-old sexy sister's panties one night when - in a fit of passion - I'd promised anyone who was listening that I'd do anything they wanted if I could just fuck her anytime I desired.
Unbeknownst to me, someone WAS listening.
His name was Bob. Bob was a demon.
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I thought only God answered prayers. Apparently, demons do, too...
I'd been jerking it to my 18-year-old sexy sister's panties one night when - in a fit of passion - I'd promised anyone who was listening that I'd do anything they wanted if I could just fuck her bald cunt anytime I desired.
Unbeknownst to me, someone WAS listening.
His name was Bob. Bob was a demon.
Yes, yes, I know, making deals with devils or demons or whatever the hell they were called wasn't the best thing I could possibly be doing with my life.
But he offered me a deal I couldn't refuse.
I won't go into the particulars here, but suffice it to say I had to give up a bit of my soul. But - my God - being able to fuck my 18-year-old gorgeous sister anytime, anywhere I wanted?
Priceless...
Once the deal was inked - in blood, of course - Bob assured me that I had full, mental control of Amelia. I could make her do anything I wanted.
READ MOREFinally, no more jerking it to her scented panties! That alone was worth it!
I just had to try it out, though! Waiting for her to get home from her college classes, I was giddy to the point I almost couldn't wait.
Amelia was a tall, natural red-head, with long, shoulder-length hair, deep, blue eyes and a nice rack that I sorely wanted to lay eyes - and hands! - upon.
She was one of those bookworms who dove into their studies. Always reading, she almost never went anywhere just for fun.
But my God did she have a body.
A body that - thanks to Bob the demon - I was going to possess.
Frustratingly enough, sis didn't get home until late. I was livid.
"Where were you?" I demanded the moment she stepped inside.
Amelia looked at me with a wide-eyed, shocked look.
"Traffic was heavy." She flicked her hair over her shoulders defiantly.
"You should've been home hours ago!"
"Fuck you, you ain't my daddy!" She started to push past me, but I slapped her.
"What the fuck? Get out of my way, creep!" She cried out, rubbing her cheek.
It was at that moment I felt a possessiveness over her I'd never felt before. I may not have been her daddy, but I sold my soul to Bob so that her body could be mine.
I watched her walk to her bedroom door and just as she was about to slam it, I called out.
"Stop."
Instantly, my 18-year-old sister stopped in her tracks. Until that moment, I hadn't been 100% certain the demon hadn't double-crossed me.
"What on earth is going on? Why can't I move?" Amelia seethed. "Let me go!" Her voice began to rise in panic.
"I'm not stopping you, sis..." I slowly walked toward her, my cock throbbing menacingly in my pants.
"Then why can't I move?" She struggled against her invisible bonds.
I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe because you want me?"
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