A VALENTINE’S SHOW GONE RIGHT!

As always, I snapped a couple of mirror selfies to show off my outfit while posing like the Chinese models on those cheap online marketplaces. Of course, my clothes for tonight’s show were of better quality. The outfit consisted of red nylon stockings with a lace halter bra and a very short skirt to match, while my face remained always hidden behind the smartphone. Under normal circumstances, I’d be breaking the Code of the Veil with my wings in sight, but mortals have been through so much that they’d become gullible enough to think this is only part of the costume. Besides, it’s Valentine’s Day! Unless I was in bed with them, they wouldn’t know what I truly am. Lucky those who come here tonight, then.

“Online in five minutes; face reveal tonight!” I wrote on my tweet and attached two of my selfies in it.

The booth felt claustrophobic. Its walls covered in copious amount of graffiti depicting plenty of doodles, dirty jokes, degrading insults, slut shaming, and even phone numbers. Nevertheless, there was enough space so that I could set up my laptop and connect it to the shop’s Internet. I don’t know why the owner allowed me to do so without much insistence on my part, but only one condition: to promote her business. We’ll see if people come here after I influence them.

With everything set up, I went on my knees and started live-streaming. In less than a minute, people flocked to my room, sending their greetings through the usual tips that triggered the vibrator inside my ass for one second. A queue of them showed up very quickly in the corner of the screen, though the flood of tokens was bigger on the chat. Among those, I saw a tip note: “face reveal when?”

“Don’t be impatient darling,” I giggled. My crimson lips showed, yet it didn’t matter much to me. That’s the only part of my face they’ve seen since I started my career as a webcam performer.

As usual, my shows aren’t restrained by a list of goals, but rather I move things forward through natural improvisation that occurs with the combination of tip requests, dice rolls (for those who rarely play the mini-game), and my general mood and what I feel like doing. However, I couldn’t simply dance or chat for one or two hours, and it took my viewers ten minutes to finally decide which part of my body I should flash first. It was my titties, of course.

I freed my breasts with one pull. For some reason, my pierced nipples felt way more sensitive today than they have ever felt. Could there be something going on in this place that’s turning me on quicker?

Fuck it. Who cares anyway? It’s only so few moments in the year where I can shed the disguise of a human and show myself as the celestial entity that I am.

I bit my lips as I kept massaging my big breasts, moaning softly to the gentle buzz of the vibrator. I gave my viewers a small up-skirt view to reveal my cock trapped in a red cage. I still haven’t decided if I should release it tonight or not. Right now, a huge part of me didn’t want to even think it existed. Just staying here, trapped in this booth, is enough for me to not use it.

A new song from the playlist started. From a hole on the wall, a big and veiny pale cock slid through. I guess the shop is open now.

“See this?” I giggled and flicked the pink head. My viewers begged for me to suck it through their tips. Obviously, that was my plan all along.

I tilted the screen further to reveal the pretty face that always remained out of frame. If only I could see their reactions upon realizing that I was even more beautiful than they could ever imagine… it would definitely help to differentiate the tokens they gave me from compliments to payments for sucking the dick on the wall. Regardless, a day as good as Valentine’s was a good excuse to allow them to see my glowing silver yes, resembling the stars up in the night sky above, as one viewer beautifully penned it on their note.

The chat called me a real life Cupid, which, to be fair, is pretty close to the truth, but I am not Cupid. Unlike the good-old cherub of folk tales and myths, I am good at my job and if we start comparing who is the biggest sucker, I am at the lead. Just licking at this cock was enough to listen a very intense moan of pleasure that came from behind; one that had a deep voice that I couldn’t differentiate between a girl’s or a guy’s. I giggled and looked at the camera as I jerked off the penis. Then, I licked again before wrapping my lips around it.

My wings flapped after I closed my eyes. Then, I massaged my breasts with one hand while my moans drowned in the dick as the queued up vibrations grew more intense. It’s a shame the mortal behind the wall won’t see me. Only few lucky ones know what it’s like to have their cock sucked by one of my kind…

“You know, an angel waltzing into my store was the last thing I expected.”

I peeled my eyes and pulled out immediately upon listening to that slightly distorted voice. Behind my laptop, a beautiful pink-skinned woman leaned on the wall upon the threshold of the booth’s curtain. Aside from the black high heeled pumps, she was fully naked, with her legs crossed, hiding perfectly whatever she sported between them. Her glowing golden eyes remained fixated on my gaze.

“Of course, you’re not a regular angel, are you?” the succubus asked, grinning to expose her very sharp fangs. My nipples responded to it, desperate to feel those puncturing through. I guess it’s true what the others have said: even my kind is vulnerable to their charm.

“If you truly were a regular angel, you wouldn’t show yourself in public like this,” she added. “Angels love to acquire more… surreal appearances when exposing themselves to humans; possibly to both show their real selves and have an excuse to violate the Code of the Veil, but you… You, on the other hand, are so beautiful, and so willing to suck a dick while yours remains locked.”

Suddenly, she went quiet. Then, she nodded and bit her lips.

I kept looking into her eyes, even after I started to carried on to please the cock before me. Once the telepathic link was in place, I asked her through it:

“Is it wrong for an angel of love to earn some extra cash while spreading the joy of Valentine’s?”

She laughed on our mind link. I should’ve known a lie as such wouldn’t work. Succubi can smell lust anywhere, and my own lust tainted my aura so badly that even a mundane could’ve caught upon it. The longer I stared at her, the more I started to see how beautiful her horns were, how those bat wings looked so hot on them, and how strong and flexible that tail was… probably even as good as a cock.

“Don’t treat me like a demon, darling, for my intentions in the mortal realm are not related with chaos and malice,” she said through the link. “Besides, the deals of our term are different now,” she then spread her legs apart, and revealed the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in my life. “If you’re streaming in my shop, then I have to participate in that stream.”

The succubus walked in frame and went on her knees behind me. Almost immediately, her tail slid on my skin and coiled all over my right thigh, squeezing it hard. All hell broke loose on chat, with tips that made no sense to me. Then I envisioned a recording of my show uploaded to a warez porn hub, ironically making me go viral to acquire more followers, and with them, more cash.

Claws dug on my scalp as the succubus caressed my hair. I kept sucking the client’s cock further, imbuing it with my natural powers for pleasure, heightened by the shop owner’s presence. Soon enough, the cock exploded inside my mouth, feeding me directly with its delicious human cum. I kept my eyes closed, and swallowed most of it while the succubus removed my bra.

I kissed the dick before it vanished. My tits were now held by the succubus’ claws. I turned to the camera and showed my mouth filled with cum for a moment before swallowing. The succubus then dropped my tits, and flicked the tip of another cock that went through a hole on the opposite wall. She smiled.

“Get to work, slutty angel,” she said over the mind link. “It’s your show.”

I wrapped my lips around the black cock and got to work. My own dick started to hurt, desperate to be rigid and stimulated. At this point, the succubus read my desires like they were an open book, so she went on her knees behind me again and gave me a spank. My viewers decided it would be fun to tip for more intense and violent patterns as the succubus kept torturing me. I could even feel her dick sliding between my butt-cheeks while she kissed me on the neck, gently pressing her four long vampiric fangs in it. Her arms surrounded me, with her hands caressing my locked dick.

“I want to fuck you,” she whispered and licked my ear. “I really want to fuck you, since you’re all locked up and horny.”

She spanked me again. My lust made her crazy and desperate. It’s true then: succubi and incubi can’t resist the lust an angel emanates. Just as daemons (not demons; they want to set the world on fire instead) like her, angels of my kind also stay away of the rigid order of chastity and stupid good the celestials have. It’s funny: excessive lawfulness, chastity, and the morals of stupid good also sets the world on fire.

Her hands squeezed my tits very hard as I deep-throated the penis. She seemed to have no respect for the demands of the viewers, whom kept paying to either trigger my vibrator, or add funky sound effects that (thankfully) didn’t go over the music. I realized that people behind the walls might be listening to us, but I figured they must’ve known a webcam model was streaming in this booth.

I pulled out to take a deep breath, but instead, the succubus pulled my hair and forced her lips into mine. Her wings embraced me, immobilizing my own while her forked tongue twirled with mine, almost trying to make the shape of a heart. Her cock slid underneath my ass, coming through my crotch as if it was my own instead.

My heart started to beat differently. I started to see her differently. Instead of an uninvited guest to my party, she felt more like the honored guest. Am I falling deeper for her charm, or is it that my own magic mixed with hers and I’m starting to develop feelings for her? It is sad an ironic that us, angels of love, live lonely lives… maybe it’s only naturally fit for us that we would be interested in demons and daemons of her kind. The law of polarity certainly applies here.

We finally split. She stepped back and sat on the floor. When I looked behind, I saw yet another cock coming through the same hole the first one I sucked came through.

I blushed while my eyes darted from the three options presented at me: two humans, one succubus. I wanted all, and my viewers agreed. If my Valentine’s present for them was a face reveal, it’s only fair to have three cocks for me. Screw the couples, for this day can also be fun for the single ones! We are better at celebrating it than couples anyway.

I went on my knees above the succubus’ lap. She pulled my skirt upwards, making sure my caged cock always remained on sight. Then I looked around and still wondered which cock to treat first. Upon seeing my confusion, a mod left it to a vote. The viewers chose the most recent dick to show up. As soon as I licked it, my mind blanked out. There was only one thing in my head: cock. I dropped one hand to instantly grasp the daemon’s cock that rubbed next to mine.

“Should I fuck her now?” she asked before licking my neck. The rough texture from her tongue made me shiver, as her claws dug in my thighs. I moaned, but soon drowned the sound when I wrapped my lips around the cock.

The viewers went crazy upon listening to her voice. I think I caught a glance of someone saying this was so much better than a face reveal, and wondered if everything was planned. Even if I could answer the question, why should I do it? Obviously, I didn’t count on her presence, yet pairing up with a succubus is better for a Valentine’s show instead of being alone. Opposites attract. Celestials and fiends are not as different as our goals and influence on mortals make it seem.

I changed back to suck the black dick. The succubus grabbed my tits now and started to guide her dick inside my ass. I closed my eyes and let the moans fade into the cock I sucked while hers slowly made itself welcome inside me. Then I realized I forgot to undo the telepathic link, and instead of dispelling it, our spiritual essences intertwined as our bodies joined. The pleasure became overwhelming, as she could feel everything I felt in the same way I could feel everything she felt. If mundane humans already cum so easily when I have sex with them, what’s in stake for fiends overwhelmed by heightened magic prone to turn badly with sex?

Maybe she knew, and I didn’t. Us, and I mean celestial creatures, are on a similar field level as some mortal societies are when it comes with sex education. Even those born into the domains of love and lust still lack a huge amount of it due to our reputation upon the celestial rise. Fiends, on the other hand, they know what they’re doing. She must have known the spell would be altered as soon as her cock went inside. That means she must also know that I could be toxic for her, unless she puts a magical barrier to protect herself from the sacred energy. Since that was the case, I could feel how my own purity pulsated on her body like waves in the ocean. It was an incredible drug for her in the same way as her demonic corruption tainting my body was for me.

I couldn’t help but pull out from time to time just to enjoy her cock and let my overwhelming ecstasy be expressed through my moans. Even the vibrator felt like nothing while she fucked me, no matter how big my viewers tipped. I jerked both cocks as I lost myself to the one going in and out of my ass. The succubus dragged her fangs on my neck, and gave me a nasty bite while she pinched my nipples very hard.

“By the… Fuck!” I yelled and bit my tongue to hide a possible violation of the Code of the Veil.

At this point, I lost my mind to the pleasure. I don’t know how much time has passed since I started streaming, but I know I’ve served three anonymous cocks so far in this booth; not counting the one fucking my ass. Nevertheless, my most faithful viewers know the signs that I show. The powers that I use on mortals when I get to fuck them are now used on me. The dicks coming through the walls, her cock, my own… everything was coming to an end.

Her claws pierced through my nipples like sharp needles. I yelled so loudly that even those beyond the hollow walls listened to it, yet it remained ignored by everyone but the owners of the cocks. Instead, they twitched for a moment, before exploding all over my face.

The succubus kept fucking me fast, moaning alongside me while her claws dug deeper through my nipples. It felt like more piercings went through them. She moaned in my ear, and bit me again on my neck, making a sudden stop after shoving her dick inside. As soon as I felt her cum filling me, my cock tried to break through the cage, and started to leak streams of cum on the laptop.

Time froze, or at least that’s how I felt. The tips kept coming, and I couldn’t register them. I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I could’ve been pretty much unconscious, but I was aware of everything around me. The best way to describe it is a catatonic state of euphoria, but I wasn’t frozen in place. I was in a state of perfect bliss. That cathartic orgasm wasn’t like any other I’ve ever felt; an effect obviously caused by the heightened mind link with a succubus.

Now, I sit before the camera, covered in human cum; my ass filled with daemon cum, and my computer all messy with my own cum. I giggled before closing my eyes, and kissing the succubus. She smiled at me.

“It looks like you found a cam partner,” she whispered before kissing the wound on my neck.

“Yes, but…” I stopped to moan while the vibrator buzzed again. “I’d like for you to be more than that.”

“Valentine’s day is over, angel.”

“I know, but can you be my Valentine’s for the rest of the evening, at least?”

She thought about it for a minute. “Finish your show first, and make me good money. Then, we’ll have a date, and who knows? I’m single too, and you’re hot.”

“Not as hot as you, daemon.”

I rested my head on her shoulder. She wrapped an arm around me.

“Aww, they are in love!” said one on chat.

They also noticed that my tits and neck bled slightly after her violent torture, to which she responded by caressing, kissing, and licking the wounds. She called them the marks of a horny owner. That reminded me of the day when I got my nipples pierced. It was painful, but I couldn’t help but be very aroused. She kept playing with my piercings while we rested.

“I better get back to work,” she whispered in my ear, before kissing my cheek. “If you like what you saw, then come here and take a shot of having your dick sucked by an angel,” she smiled to the camera. “Only tonight!”

She said the address to the store, and left me alone to keep the show going. Since the wounds are superficial, and I’m not a mortal, they healed shortly after she left, while I talked to my viewers.

Suddenly, I started panicking. How could I fill the remaining time after everything that happened? I took off my skirt to be more comfortable, but nothing I could do would improve upon what was established. Two new cocks slipped through the holes. I jerked them both, and left my mod to put up another poll for the viewers to decide.

A draw. A perfect division of 50% of the votes going to both sides. If that was the case, then I get to choose. After a quick glance at them, I decided to take both at once.

Using the succubus’ cum in my ass, I leaned against one wall and slid one cock inside my ass while I sucked on the other, following my original plan. Maybe is not as interesting as having sex with a succubus inside a glory hole booth, but as long as it gets money and works as a Valentine’s Day event for the stream, who gives a shit? There’s an angel for everyone, and if there’s not, I’ll be here for those people, every year.

Like I said, unlike Cupid, I am good at my job.

THE END