Chapter 1

“So, Jack, is it? Jack Benton, I believe,” I heard behind me.

“Yeah, I wondered how that would be taken, and who would be quickest to respond to me. So, who are you and … what do you represent? The Vatican? The LDS? The JWs? The Baptists? The IFCA? The Seventh-Day Adventists? Who?” I demanded to know now.

“None of the above. I don’t represent any of what you so bluntly called the ‘fan clubs,’ in your sneering, dismissive tone. Look, my boss is going through a sort of … mid-life crisis. After so many aeons of this, he’s really wondering just where he went wrong. Your social media post really hit him where he lives. As in … Heaven,” the tall stranger told me.

“Let me guess … you’re an angel? You represent God … but which one?” I scoffed.

“Jehovah, of course. Look … I know that you’re not his biggest fan, but that’s led to some real honesty, candor, on your part, and some home truths. Now, he’s not gonna pull a Morgan Freeman and give you all of the power that he holds while he goes on a holiday. That’s a risky proposition. However, he is empowering you … to edit Scripture. Put in some new … morals, rules, that kind of thing. So, if you can do better than someone like Moses, for instance, here’s your shot,” the angel told me to my shock.

“What’s your name again?” I probed now, making the guy grin.

“Gabriel. You might have heard of me,” he rolled his eyes … and just vanished.

Seconds later, right smack dab in the middle of the same diner, at my booth, a massive tome simply appeared in front of me and a quill with it. Then the really weird stuff happened, where the quill pricked my finger to fill up the inkwell that suddenly appeared with my own blood. For whatever reason, I would now have to commit enough to my version of Scripture as to write in my own blood. Worse still, even last jot and tittle stung … I mean hurt very hard.

“So, can I get you something while you read and edit that massive book, sir? Maybe … some apple pie a la mode? Or some more coffee, sir?” the blonde cutie in the denim miniskirt who happened to be my waitress flirted with me as she leaned to stare at this version of the Bible.

I had to wonder what the catch to all this was … and if she had anything to do with it.

“I absolutely do. You see, I’ve been trying to get to him for centuries, make him see the light, so to speak. But does he listen to me? Nah. He’s just gotta try to send me to this Lake of Fire place which is really nasty. Maybe you could do us all a favor and edit that part out of existence. I mean, come on, why all that torture and misery, for what? Someone not being perfect, being human? Piss on that! Allow me to introduce myself. I’m sorta in disguise as a waitress, you see. Call me … Nicki. Nicki … Scratch,” the blonde’s eyes suddenly turned red.

“Let me guess … you’re Satan. The Devil,” I ventured.

“Bingo, hole in one. Prince or Princess of Darkness, right here, baby! Lucifer, Lucille, same difference, you get the idea. But, yes, I’m the Evil One, or so they call me. I prefer to call myself simply ‘misunderstood.’ All that just because I fucked Adam, Eve, and Lilith, made them all slutty, turned them into a foursome … and then started an orgy with them and the other humans.

“You’d think that Jehovah would appreciate my input, my feedback, my … improvements on his design, but NOOOOO! He had to get pissy and cast me out of Heaven instead. Anyone who agreed with me, they got kicked out, too. So now, all he has are yes-men … and yes-women, you know. Suck-ups like that Gabriel fella, for instance,” Nicki explained to me, rolling her eyes.

“So wait, there WERE other humans? That explains Cain’s fear of being killed and where he got his wife. Unless he actually did marry his own sister, that is. Wait, was Cain even real? How much of Genesis is true, how much … and can that part even be edited?” I scratched my head as I considered several of the implications of what the Devil told me.

“Okay, first off … as you probably know, I was the … top Archangel back then. Head of the celestial cherubim. As you can probably tell, I can change my shape and look as I please, too. Become a snake, a woman, a man, even a cat or dog. Well, I took shape as a woman, seeing the obvious issues with Jehovah’s little plan. He altered one Cro-Magnon sperm and one Neanderthal egg for just enough genetic diversity, spliced the DNA, and voila, there were Adam and Lilith, his own genetically engineering human pets.

“I guess that he was less than happy with how his whole … evolution project had worked out, you see, so this was his plan to improve the species. He also included angelic DNA as well as his own to the petri dish. Wham! There it was! His first real attempt to dramatically change the human race. It wouldn’t be his last by any means, but always, he’d cover up his tracks and maintain the myth of Eden, Adam, Eve, etc. The story was much more mundane, you see.

“I insisted that, even with angelic and divine DNA, he would need more genetic diversity, so he tossed in Eve for good measure. Not a real improvement, given that she was a clone of Adam that he altered to make her female. Even less genetic diversity between her and him, so I lured the three of them into a four-way orgy with that produced Cain and some … other offspring. Nephilim.

“Before I was done, of course, they were very promiscuous, mating freely with Cro-Magnons and Neanderthals alike. This continued for a little while before Jehovah and that Boy Scout Michael caught us. Adam had impregnated no fewer than six women, while Eve carried Abel from a Cro-Magnon and Lilith had my Cain.

“Yes, MY Cain. He was my seed, sired when I was in male form, and as a result, Jehovah banished them from the Garden and demanded my abject humiliation and repentance. I was by now in female form and carried Naamah in my womb. My daughter by Adam. Jehovah exiled me from Heaven and cursed me to become female forever. The first angel to become female for good. Many of my confederates revolted once they witnessed my punishment, who now turned against Jehovah when they realized that I was in the right and he in the wrong.

“Jehovah was furious with all of us. He turned them into demons, almost indistinguishable from earlier demons, in fact. He waited to change me that way until I gave birth, as it turned out. He collected Cain and Naamah after they were born, and when Lilith resisted it with my aid, we were turned into demons, too. You should have seen the pain and rage on her face when she had her own son torn from her breast.

“Jehovah didn’t want us wandering constantly over the Earth, so he sent us to Hell, the only part of the Cosmos that I created, failing to realize that we had more power over it than he imagined. He didn’t grasp that, as Hell’s maker, I could fashion it as I wished. He couldn’t even force me to stay there permanently. That was when he made the Lake of Fire, an improvement on Hell in his vision. He also made something called the Abyss, the bottomless pit. If you could somehow prevent my consignment to either place, I would personally be very grateful, I assure you.

“Obviously, being turned into a demoness was the final nail in the coffin lid for Lilith’s marriage to Adam, especially once Jehovah intensified any natural jealousy to a dangerous extent for both Eve and he. He did that precisely to prevent any more sharing, orgies, mating with angels, men, women, demons, etc. That included the older demons as well as my devils, the new, angelic breed of us. Poor Adam and Eve were suddenly locked into a monogamous marriage as a form of punishment for them and us alike.

“Lilith and I had to wait for decades until a dispute rose between Cain and Abel, and it wasn’t over burnt offerings, I can tell you that much. It was about Naamah, who loved both men, but of course, Abel insisted that she choose, as did Adam and Eve. No more sharing for that family. Strict monogamy for the lot of them, that was the rule now. Ugh. She chose Cain. Abel was livid and then tried to rape Naamah. It turned into a very serious fight between the brothers, as Cain indeed attacked Abel to defend his sister, his lover. Abel perished and it was Adam and Eve, not Jehovah, who exiled Cain from the outskirts of Eden to their new land of Nod.

“Naamah left with her brother Cain, refusing to live with parents who would punish him for defending her. She also resented their push for her to marry Seth instead. Naamah loved Cain even more and they together found others to join them, forming a town in that land far from Eden. Being my spawn, they were free from the whole … monogamy stuff and they embraced the customs of sharing, much to the consternation of those like Adam, Eve, etc. who felt the hot burning jealousy that Jehovah had stirred in their bosoms.

“Much of the rest is sorta history, except that, of course, Jehovah went out of his way to try to exterminate or annihilate the spawn of Lilith and me, along with any other … Nephilim. He wanted the seed of Adam and Eve to dominate the rest of mankind. He tried it all, floods, making the Ice Age worse when it happened, hail, fire, plagues, creating the first STIs, all kinds of things like that. None of it worked. My seed lives among you … and in the blood coursing through YOUR veins,” Nicki informed me.

“MY veins?” I reacted with shock.

“Why do you think that Jehovah hasn’t punished you for temerity, but actually taken you seriously? He has had to … make some tough choices, as I have resisted his will and so have others, particularly those of your bloodline. Cain’s bloodline. Yes, Jack, you’re a direct descendant of Caan and Naamah. Satan’s blood is in you. My blood. Lilith’s blood, too, and Adam’s.

“The previous plan for you, at least from Jehovah’s end, was to be the Beast of Revelation. The Antichrist. That was to be you, Jack. Seven years of absolute power, but in a crumbling world, full of plagues and misery, and then defeat at Armageddon, leading to you and your chosen prophet being cast alive into the Lake of Fire to scream and suffer in unbearable agony forever. So, my dear, you have every vested interest in fixing this. You weren’t chosen in a vacuum, babe.

“Clearly, even Jehovah is having second thoughts about this plan of his, the one that he has adjusted and altered over time beyond all recognition. Don’t ask me what the original plan was. Jehovah IS arrogant as fuck, but even he has had to make concessions now and then. The whole Jesus business, that was a major revision. He didn’t intend to have to sire a son and arrange for him to suffer, die, and be resurrected, I assure you of that. It’s a bit of revisionist history to claim otherwise in that Gospel of theirs,” Satan elaborated a bit more.

“Well, that’s one way of putting it, Lucifer,” a swarthy man with a baseball cap and a neckbeard said calmly as he sat down next to me, “Jesus of Nazareth. I believe that you’ve heard of me, too.”

“Jesus, as in … Jesus Christ. The one who got crucified and all that jazz,” I shrugged.

“That would be me. Don’t worry, we’ve blocked off all ears around us and even eyes, the Devil and I. Look, I would love to tell you that Nicki here is bullshitting you, but unfortunately, she’s not pulling your chain. She’s actually telling you the truth,” Jesus admitted to my shock.

“Well, despite what your ‘Good Book,’ claims, I’ve been known to do that now and then, you know. Show him your wounds, in case he still doubts you,” Satan urged Jesus, who for once actually listened to her, revealing the nail prints in his hands and feet, even the wound in his side.

“They got me in the kidney. That’s what really did me in, you know. Added to the thirst, renal failure set in from the puncture and killed the Son of God. Damned unpleasant way to go, but it still beats the slower process of privation that killed far more than the asphyxiation that you hear about a lot. I mean, think about it, sure, I would have asphyxiated, but only after my weakened body lacked the strength to lift myself to let more air into my lungs. Lucky me, the spear point got me instead. Sure, they found proof of death … because they had just then finished me off. I also had low blood pressure and bleeding from the severe blood loss, which didn’t help, either.

“Now, you are probably wondering why I’m all chummy with you and why you’ve been given this task, you, of all people, when by rights, you should be blaspheming me and calling out miracles to win support … and preparing to face me at Armageddon. I’ve never been wild about that whole ‘outer darkness, weeping and gnashing of teeth’ business, despite what many people may claim. Sometimes, it feels like I died for nothing.

“But I’m constrained by my father’s plan. A father that, by the way, raped my mother to make me. I’m still dealing with that knowledge, to put it mildly. Mama, aka the ‘virgin’ Mary, was no virgin, not after Dad finished with her. She was fourteen, considered an old maid by the customs of the day and age already.

“Her parents didn’t have a dowry, so imagine what they did when Joseph, their cousin, consented to wed her, anyway. They grabbed the betrothal with both hands. Then Dad showed up and nearly put the kybosh on their whole deal because of HIS law that he issued to Moses centuries back.

“What about the … Holy Ghost?” I asked him now.

“Also, yes, that’s just an alter ego that he uses for little … adventures like that. It’s a handy little fiction, making up that so-called ‘Holy Trinity’ of theirs. A term that’s not even in the Bible, by the way. There’s no … triune Godhead. Resurrection? No, Dad just cloned the DNA of the old me and made an even better version with more powers. That’s the version sitting with you here and now. What a crock of shit!” Jesus snorted with disdain for the Christian canon that insisted on his divinity.

“Okay, then … are you here to advise me or what? I mean, one minute, you’re planning to roast me forever in some furnace, with my only consolation that I would get to rule a broken-down, pathetic shell of a planet absolutely for less than a decade. Next, I, the so-called Antichrist, the ‘Man of Sin,’ get to rewrite the most famous book in history. I’m getting a lot of backstory from both of you, but to what end? Other than the obvious … changing the eschatology to keep my ass out of that stupid fiery lake of yours,” I snapped, feeling no shortage of pressure.

“I think that part’s a given,” Jesus conceded, “Jehovah and I … and Satan also, need you far too much to let you burn in that awful place. If you must know, all that you have to do … is write it out of the Book of Revelation and it won’t be your fate. Or Nicki’s, for that matter. You can literally write the Lake of Fire out of existence now.”

“Excellent!” I grinned and relaxed a little, also removing sections about the Abyss to make things easier on Satan and those stupid Tribulation plagues, too.

Even the mark of the Beast was written out of existence, though I left in place the letters to the seven churches in Asia … for now. Instead, I spelled out a very simple and straightforward plan, even if it stunned both of them. In place of that old design, I streamlined the whole Rapture business and stuck Jehovah and Jesus with the majority of Christians, Muslims, Bahai, Sikhs, Samaritans, Mandeans, Druze, and Orthodox, Conservative, and Karaite Jews. I figured that I could use the Reform crowd. They seemed more useful, more practical.

“I got bad news for the Baptists. They’re gonna have to share Heaven with the Catholics and Eastern Orthodox after all,” I chuckled as I finished my lunch.

“You kept the more secular, less pious Muslims. No accident there, I suppose,” Jesus laughed a bit, as did Nicki at that point.

“See, he’s my kinda guy. I’m really glad that neither of us are gonna have to burn in that silly Gehenna of yours, after all. By why set the date for the Rapture at … that date? Just curious. I suppose that it’s useful to know when it’s gonna take place, so everyone can … you know, make plans. But still … why that particular date? March 14? What’s the point?” Satan inquired now.

“It’s … a … human joke. A nerd joke. A math joke. March 14 comes out to 3/14, which in math is 3.14, which is pi, a mathematical equation that famously never ends. Ergo, eternity. Pi is the perfect mathematical expression of forever. Hence that date. Mind you, I have no wish to go there myself. You can keep Heaven. I’m not sure where I’ll spend eternity, but I have no wish to do so with your old man. Irony, right? Your new canon is being edited by one of the damned,” I laughed bitterly now.

“It’s a queer sort of numerology, but it actually has a kind of inner logic, yes,” the Devil noted with admiration.

“Well, that does give you a time crunch, though. You need to finish editing the Bible prior to the Rapture, my friend. It has to go up in the Rapture with me. All changes are final after that. From what it looks like, the damned are still separated forever from Dad, but that’s the extent of your punishment.

“According to him, though, that’s supposed to be punishment enough. He seems to honestly believe that people cannot tolerate being without him forever or something like that. That reeks of self-delusion, but if it keeps him happy enough to not do anything crazy, so be it,” Jesus added while looking at his watch and then vanishing into thin air.

“So … you’re damned now, by your own will … any thoughts about a threesome? You, me … and Lilith? You got nothing to lose now. I promise that we’ll stop in time to let you finish editing that canon business. Scout’s honor!” Nicki winked seductively at me.

“Clearly, since you’re Satan, you were never a Boy Scout, but still, since you mentioned it, I’ve never fucked a demon before, let alone two of them. I’ll bite,” I winked.

“Please do … I love biters!” Lucifer assured me now.

Well, I thought, this has been quite literally the strangest day of my life. I wasn’t dreaming, was I? No, I pinched myself, and here I was, having a lunch date with the Devil. While holding a revised canon of the Christian Bible in my hand, no less … all of the revisions written and sealed in my own blood. Talking about your binding contracts, right?

Chapter 2

“So, if you were cursed to be female forever, how can you change shape?” I wondered while pounding Nicki’s fine demon ass in her true form.

“I … can’t stay in those forms as long as I wish … not if they’re male. My default form is female and so I tend to revert to the fair sex sooner or later. I have to admit, though, it can be a blessing in disguise. I can be far more … seductive this way. And I can confirm that we girls actually enjoy sex a lot more than we pretend to the contrary. Often more than men do. Granted, I don’t have a prostate, but even so, I’m loving your cock up my booty!” Nicki admitted while Lilith fingered my backdoor.

“Well, I have to confess that I’m loving this, too!” I chuckled while letting one demoness finger my asshole and pounding the Devil herself.

“I will have to get back to work on this canon stuff, and I still have a day job, too, you know,” I warned Satan and her chosen consort.

“Ah, that’s no fun … well, the day job part of it, anyway. Look on the bright side. After the Rapture, you can still be in charge of the world … without having to worry about that Armageddon mess,” Lilith observed while still rubbing my prostate just right.

“It will cost me more blood on the damned Book of Revelation, but I reckon that you’re right. I’m gonna have to seriously either invest in a high-iron diet or write down that I’m a vampire. Come to think of it, a vampire ruler for Earth wouldn’t be the worst thing ever, would it? Like Dracula on steroids,” I licked my lips at that thought while enjoying Lilith’s fingers up my butthole and Satan’s tush that engulfed my cock.

“Write whatever you wish, babe. That’s the point. You can change the Scriptures drastically and Jehovah has already committed himself to the changes. He acted rashly, which he does at times. Now he’s stuck with whatever changes or revisions you make to his sacred text. He has appointed and commissioned you, a heathen so wicked that you were supposed to be the Antichrist, to edit and alter his Scriptures.

“What can he do now, without losing face or worse? Besides, he’s got his saints now … I doubt that he will care much about Earth after that. He’s plagued by despair and self-doubt, after all,” Nicki reassured me while she teased me more with her luscious devil ass and pointed tail.

“Do it … cum inside her tight, tight bottom … flood the Devil’s bowels!” Lilith encouraged me as I pumped harder in and out of Nicki’s hot, crimson derriere.

“Do it … fill my colon with your spunk, stud! Then claim dominion over this world! It is your destiny, anyway, only now it comes without the cost of eternal torment. It is high time that the seed of Cain and Naamah reign supreme at last! After all, as Tears For Fears sang, ‘Everybody Wants to Rule the World.’ It’s just that you have a chance to do that yourself now,” Satan moaned as she clenched my cock with her anal walls and extracted every drop of my spunk into her colon.

It was some of the most intense pleasure imaginable as I spurted rope after rope inside the Devil’s ass. Lilith didn’t skip a beat, bending over next to her lover to welcome a still hard prick deep inside her incredibly smooth and slick bum. Her buttocks were a healthy shade of scarlet, too, as I plundered her booty and ravaged her rump. Her horns were adorable, just like Nicki’s, making me wonder how Jehovah could have ever rejected and resented such a charming imp.

I drilled Lilith’s sweet ass for what felt like another hour, pronging her backside to the greatest satisfaction for both of us. It was clear to me that Nicki and Lilith both had ulterior motives, but I had yet to see where their interests diverged from mine. Perhaps I would see it once we were done fucking, but I was in no hurry to stop that yet.

My sexual drought for the past few days since my three girlfriends found out about each other and dumped me … well, it wasn’t too much fun. Yes, I was a two-timer, which might have been somehow linked to my earlier status as the designated Antichrist, I wasn’t too sure. Of course, a genocidal deity had no right to judge me for fucking around on my girlfriends. As “vices” went, they were poles apart.

Anyway, getting laid like this, by the Devil no less and her beloved bride, what could I say? What heathen lecher in his right mind would turn that offer down? That was particularly true when one considered that they offered me anal sex, bareback, with no danger of STIs, HIV, etc. Frankly, I could get used to this, if Nicki ever wanted an encore, no doubt of that. Lilith, too, of course, or even better, both of them.

I was never the one-woman type, naturally. It just wasn’t my way to decline a woman’s advances just because of another woman as if one was germane to the other. It was needless pain, sadness, rejection, and sacrifice for no clear purpose or objective. Hell, I sometimes fucked guys, too, especially twinks who liked to bottom. Maybe I was bisexual, not hetero, after all.

At last, however, Lilith squeezed my cock too hard and I erupted inside her butt, coating her pucker with my next, if smaller load. I pulled out of her tight end and she promptly sucked my dick straight from her own cornhole. When Nicki knelt to join her, one thing became very clear to me: at least from my own experience … demons were nymphomaniacs. Well, devils, fallen angels were, at any rate … and fallen humans like Lilith, of course.

“I kinda hope that isn’t the last time, baby. Feel free to come and join us here. This is Hell, after all. We’re perfectly safe to do it down here as much as you like … with time to spare, too. Time operates a lot slower in Hell, after all. It’s been a year in Hell, but only an hour on Earth. If you ever want to see us again and fuck us down here … or on Earth, just call our names … we’ll listen for you. We don’t for everyone, but we will for you,” Nicki invited me now with a kiss and a wink, as did Lilith.

“Wait … are you saying that the DEVIL and her favorite companion are my booty calls now?” I asked, my eyes bugging out of my head, wide as saucers.

“And any other devil in Hell, if they know what’s good for them. Every single fallen angel and other demon down here … has to answer your call, no matter what it is. And not just for sex, either. And knowing them, they’ll do it gladly, too. You’re a hero now down here. You saved our tails, quite literally, from eternal torment.

“Believe it or not, you’re famous now … especially since you almost became the Beast, the Antichrist. This is gonna sound cliche, but as of today, we are forever in your debt. And not only will the Devil have her due, but she’ll pay her debts, too,” Satan assured me now while Lilith and she groped me one last time.

“Well, there goes my dry spell, doesn’t it?” I chuckled as I vanished … wait … did I just enter and exit Hell on my own power and terms.

How fucking weird was that, I thought, just as I walked right into Jessica Beltran, one of my three most recent ex-girlfriends. In my own living room, as it happened. What was more, she wore nothing but one of my Star Trek T-shirts and her favorite terry cloth pajama bottoms. She just made herself right at home as she lived with me. The smile that she gave me was very bewitching, too, reflecting her sultry beauty that came from her mixed Mexican and French-Canadian heritage.

“Hey, honey … you look better than ever!” Jessica told me with a steamy lip lock that she planted on me.

“Jess … I thought that you dumped me … for cheating on you!” I expressed shock.

“Oh, that? A stupid jealous temper tantrum, that’s all! So what if you fucked around on me? I felt like the worst sort of hypocrite this week … and so horny … and so sad … and lonely … so lost without you … especially since I was cheating on you, too! In fact, the break-up was partly Tyler’s idea. He got tired of sharing me, so he told me about the other girls to break us up.

“Let’s brush that aside and focus on what matters: you yanking down these bottoms to fuck me like I badly need!” Jessica then dropped her jammies and bent over the armchair to urge me to fuck her hard from behind.

“Oh … God … fuck, Jessica … we have to be quick … I have a … major … project! I want to get a little further along in it … but … oh, fuck … damn! Perfect … so damn good … how am I getting it up so soon after…?” I struggled to say as my hard-on returned with shocking speed and I bottomed-out quickly inside her.

“After who … Sandra … or Rita? Or your … other exes … Angela, Pamela, Monica, Erica, Mary, and Tina, am I right about that? Sorry, I looked at your … black book, if you will. Fascinating. You’ve had exactly nine girlfriends in your time. Three Latinas, one Brazilian, one sista, one Filipina, one Jew, one Arab, and one Italian! Quite a collection!” Jessica asked me while I rammed her balls deep and fondled those smooth, earthy buns of hers.

“Well, I’m more of a collector than a pump-and-dumper. They tend to dump me instead because I cheat and get caught or they want someone more… ‘serious,’ … serious now? I got a sense of humor, sure, but I’m a grown-ass man who pays his bills, goes to work, votes, gives to charity now and then, and even helps my sister-in-law out now that my brother’s got himself indicted,” I scoffed while plowing her good and rough to her obvious delight.

“Oh, it’s just because you don’t ‘date’ in the classic sense. You tend to just … fall into relationships without formally asking them, you don’t even have the ‘talk’ that lets them rope you into an actual commitment of fidelity on your part … which gives you some leeway on the whole cheating issue. In short, you avoid almost every typical milestone that they associate with normal, heavy relationships. Well, other than the hot, steamy, makeup sex, like this!” Jessica explained while pushing back even harder at me with her sweet booty, “in fact, one could argue that you didn’t cheat on me at all.”

“Interesting lawyering, but not what you thought or said the other day, nor Sandra, nor Rita. If I didn’t know better, I’d think that you’re really eager to reconcile for some reason. Not sure what that reason would be, not judging by the usual pattern of my break-ups, which as I’ve noted consists of someone asking me where this whole relationship was headed in the future. They tend to get upset at my rather frank answers, of course,” I chuckled as I slammed harder inside Jessica and she really worked her hips to get me in her to the hilt.

“Fuck … fuck … fuck … fuck! Dios mio! Tabernac!” Jessica mixed French and Spanish obscenities with English as she creamed herself with her slick and juicy twat on my throbbing cock.

“I’m about to cum … too!” I warned Jessica, who flipped her legs and feet playfully in response and tightened up on my thick rod.

I erupted inside my not-so-ex-girlfriend and slid out of her, only to have her stand up and kiss me even harder on the mouth. Then she knelt and took in me to the root, inhaling my dick as if it were a joint or something like that. She winked up at me and licked me from head to base. She did this for several minutes before she rose to kiss me fiercely on the lips. She even moved my hands to her butt-cheeks and put her own hands on my tush.

“Fuck that noise, baby! I’m a grown-ass woman myself and I make my own choices. Well, this was MY choice! This includes the decision to toss out my birth control pills yesterday and entice you into fucking me bareback. Yes, honey … I’m gonna have your baby and there’s nothing that anyone can do to stop me! I’ve wanted you to knock me up for ages now.

“That was another large part of why I was pissed at you, unreasonable as that might be. I really, really, really want to have your baby and I’m tired of waiting for it! I got a funny feeling that it took this time! The funny thing is that with my other boyfriend, Tyler, I like him a lot, maybe even love him, but I just … I don’t have that strong urge to let him put a bun in my oven. At least not right now. Just with you. Yet I don’t want to dump him, either. It’s very odd. I can’t explain it,” Jessica announced to my utter astonishment.

“Wow … that’s … pretty intense! Hey, if you want to spend the night, that’s great, just bear in mind that I’ve got a project that will take a while, no, it’s not with the paper. It’s something else entirely, not really a journalistic endeavour as such. It’s hard to explain. What shall I feed you?” I told Jessica while caressing her face and opening the Tome, as I now called and thought of it.

“No, honey … what shall I feed YOU? You’re the one hard at work on something obviously important. I should go ahead and cook, show you my … domestic goddess skills, dear. Maybe, with any luck, you’ll never send me home! I promise you, baby, despite that silly lovers’ spat of ours … and whatever you think of Tyler, I’m a keeper! Now, what’s it to be … Tex-Mex or my own special baguettes?” Jessica held up both hands to indicate a balance of scales.

“I love Tex-Mex … but I’ve never had your baguettes. Call me curious … let me guess, you brought the bread and other foods needed for said dinner, in hopes that I’d try something … unique about you and your culinary skills?” I smiled while reviewing the changes that I already made in the Tome before moving forward.

“Guilty as charged, baby! By the way, I’m gonna cook in the nude!” Jessica winked at me before she set to work.

I really had to work to focus on the Tome for a bit there, though I eventually knuckled down and made some progress. It wasn’t easy with my little Frenchie making a special supper for me in her birthday suit, no less. I finally made an abrupt decision, one that I hoped would simplify and streamline the effort. I simply focused the bulk of my revisions in one book: the Book of Jack.

Suffice it to say that many of the teachings in the Book of Jack directly contradicted what could be found elsewhere in the Holy Writ, but that was hardly new with Scripture, was it? My favorite part, though, was this new prophecy of mine, now that Jehovah was neatly trapped in his own trap, “in the last days, when Christ hath gathered his saints, the Jack shall arise and none shall gainsay him at all upon the Earth.

“For whereas Christ Jesus is the Messiah of the saints and their camp, the Jack is the anointed of sinners and heathens. When Heaven shall cast Earth aside as a camp of harlots and whoremongers, of drunkards, rebels, sodomites, and witches, the Jack shall have dominion over all of the globe. All princes, rulers, and nations shall yield to his power and authority shall be given to him to rule this world of sinners and heathen forever and ever, amen.

“And Heaven shall forever abandon all claims to dominion over the face of the Earth, being content to govern the saints, old and new. The Lord of Hosts shall make peace with the Jack and surrender the Earth to his rule and his dominion, and with the Dragon, which is the Devil herself, who shall be Queen of Hell forever, and shall acknowledge each within their kingdoms. The Lord God of Heaven shall rule the Kingdom of Heaven and that alone, forever and ever, amen.

“And the Jack shall have power to heal all men and women, every child, every beast, every bird, and all other creatures of any sickness or wound by the laying on of hands. And the Jack shall take wives, concubines, and sodomites unto himself, and shall lay with any woman or sodomite according to his own pleasure. And those that receive his seed, yea even those who are wed to other men or women, shall delight in such seed and seek it many times hence.

“And a new covenant shall the Jack make, yea a league with the nations of the Earth, and new laws shall he render, and all tributes shall be yielded to him. And all nations and kingdoms shall acclaim him as their captain, lord, and King. And the Jack shall bring peace, and shall decree new laws and statutes according to his will, and shall rule all, small and great, of every nation and throng, free and bond, with a rod of iron.

“And all the sinners and heathens which remain upon the face of the Earth shall desire and seek to please and obey the Jack in all things, and none shall ever rebel or revolt against him. And the Kingdoms of God, of Satan, and of the Jack continue for all time and all generations and ages to come. And in the reign of the Jack, may God be pleased with him, all poisons which pollute this world shall be cleansed and purified forever and ever, amen.”

“Well, then, I’d say that we have satisfied our solemn pact and covenant between us, my friend. You have your kingdom, I have mine, and Satan has hers. I somehow knew that you would find the solution. Just know this … this is an irrevocable choice that you just made here. Neither you nor Satan may ever set foot in my Kingdom again, nor will I ever set foot in yours,” a man with a white beard, piercing grey eyes, and translucent skin suddenly told me from behind, making both Jessica and I look directly at him.

“Jehovah?” I asked him to his face.

“The Lord of Hosts, yea, I am, the King of Heaven, the Maker of Heaven and Earth, and the Ancient of Days. I AM THAT I AM! Just know the consequences of your choice. You may find that it’s a Hell entirely of your own making. Then again, you may not. You will find that some things are easier to judge and condemn in other princes and kings than in yourself. In any case, I depart from your realm, leaving you forever in peace. Goodbye, Jack. Know that you have now sealed off Heaven forever from the souls and spirits of the sons of man, saving only those to be caught up in the air. Still, it beats being cast alive into the Lake of Fire, so the bar is very low indeed.”

And with that, Jehovah vanished from my sight and was never seen again or heard from ever again on the Earth. With that, he washed his hands of Man, whom he had made, and hardened his own heart against him. With that, he consigned most of his creation to eternity without him.

And with that, Jessica fainted, having heard in her own ears the very words of the Almighty.

 

Chapter 3

“So, you weren’t kidding about this being important, then! If anything, you understated its significance, didn’t you, babe? Wow … my boyfriend … MY boyfriend on equal terms with Jehovah and Satan … you’ve met both? Have you met Jesus?” Jessica reacted with more than a little awe after I revived her and she finished cooking dinner.

“Yes, I met Jesus. And Gabriel, in fact. So far, I think that leaves Michael and maybe a few others to meet. And yes, I’ve met Satan. Yes, crazy ol’ me. No, you’re not off your rocker and neither am I. It’s a bit of a shock to the system, ain’t it? Here’s the kicker, prior to this project, Jehovah tried to set me up to be … the Antichrist,” I dropped the real bombshell on Jessica now.

“You … Jack … my man … the … ANTICHRIST? Holy smokes! Damn! I banged the Beast! I banged the Beast! I … banged … the Beast! It certainly explains your horny ways, you sly devil, you! Sweet! I’m just glad that the whole … Lake of Fire stuff apparently ain’t gonna happen! Though I admit that I’m so in love with you that I’d volunteer to be your ‘false prophet’ just to join you in eternal torment. That’s how … much … I … love you,” Jessica told me with a passionate kiss.

“Then I’d absolutely have to find a way to sneak us out, because there ain’t no way that I’d meekly submit to my flesh being roasted for eternity, let alone your lovely skin! They’d hold their ‘Great White Throne’ judgment and find two missing souls! The advantage of having bodies, if you think of it. Though that assumes that we wouldn’t just … you know … die. That much heat! Jehovah really didn’t think that one through, did he?” I noted as we ate the excellent baguettes that she made for us.

“Yeah, I’m rather glad that we won’t have to suffer that. Still, it’s clear that you’re the boss now. Everywhere. It’s just a matter of time before it becomes apparent to the whole human race, am I right? Oh, and you look … kinda faint, papi … what’s the … no … oh, shit … you’ve been writing this … in your own … BLOOD? Was that necessary?” Jessica paled at the thought of me sacrificing my own blood to write this new canon.

“Yep, part of the deal, I’m afraid. But it also makes it … irrevocable, immutable. That’s necessary, too. No more … revisions. Oh, and in the Book of Jack, I … correct the … myths … and lies … in Genesis and other books as well. That’s gonna be a shock for a lot of folks, as will the Rapture, mind you,” I chuckled as Jessica now fed me by hand.

“I sure hope that you really finished it, because the thought of my boyfriend losing pints of blood and possibly dying … oh, you can … heal yourself now, can’t you? Genius, pure genius! You are one smart cookie, aren’t you? I’m gonna be so … sooo good to you, honey! I refuse to give up such a rare and wonderful man as you! Anyway, please eat!” Jessica urged me when not kissing my face, neck, chest, etc.

“And you know that … I’m never gonna be a one-woman man. Just sayin’ that for the record, so as to forestall any future… ‘silly lovers’ spats,’ as you put it. I’m just not the faithful sort. On the other hand, I won’t ask you to give up Tyler, either … by the way, great choice of beer! I fuckin’ love these local, craft microbrews, you know!” I smiled before Jessica shushed me with a very fiery tongue kiss.

“Honey, I know what you are … I’ve always known, okay? You’re a lothario, a horndog, a lecher, and that’s perfectly fine with me … other than occasional moments of … jealous insanity, okay? Deep down, I’ve always known what I’m getting with you … and I have to confess that I adore that about you … you’re not a poser, not a pretender … you’re a skirt-chaser, sure, but not a player, okay? You don’t string a girl along, alright, with false promises of monogamy or other such crap. It’s all baked in, okay?

“I’m not the faithful sort, either, in case it escaped your notice. We both cheated, we had a lovers’ spat, we damn near broke up, though I don’t count it as a real breakup, and now we have an … open relationship. Deal? Completely open … and honest, right?” my sweet Jessica told me with more kisses to my lips, my face, my neck, and my chest.

“Works for me … baby … in that case … I should disclose that I’ve been … fucking … the Devil,” I let it slip, making Jessica snort her beer now.

“THE DEVIL? You’re … having sex … with … Satan? Lucifer, the Prince of Darkness … the Devil Himself?” Jessica reacted with real surprise.

“Herself, sure, but you get the basic idea. The Devil’s … female. I’m also … screwing … Lilith,” I gave Jessica the next shocker.

“The Devil is a WOMAN? Wow! Just … wow! Sweet! I’d love to lez Satan out if she was game for it! I’d want to suck on that pointed tail of hers! And Lilith, too … they’re … lesbian lovers? Wow … Dios mio! Tabernac!” Jessica responded before she began sucking me in earnest.

“Damn, Jess … wow … oh, God … your mouth … your tongue!” I reacted as Jessica alternated between eating the rest of her baguette, drinking her beer, and sucking my cock.

“I worship you … always have … so it’s fitting that you’re basically a god-king, papi … it’s what you’ve always been to me! Tyler … he’s just a man-child of sorts. He’s … got nothing on you! Say the word and I’ll dump him … and still not ask you to be faithful to me. I like … love … and enjoy him, but he pales next to you … Master!” Jessica really got busy sucking me now.

“Baby … do you want to dump him … in your heart of hearts?” I asked Jessica, who shook her head, making it clear that it would be a sacrifice that she would make for me.

“Then don’t dump him, okay? I won’t ask you to do something that you really don’t want to do, unless it’s something that I need you to do, okay, babe?” I told Jessica, pulling her up to kiss her hard on the lips and make out with her.

“Thank you … Jack … Master … Lord!” Jessica exclaimed as I planted her on her back and entered her missionary-style.

“Oh … GOD! OH … MY FUCKING GOD!” Jessica screamed as I plowed her good and hard now.

Jessica’s legs were now on my shoulders and I really thrust into her with gusto. I leaned over to kiss her ardently on the lips … with tongue and she wrapped her legs around me in obvious lust. She was mine. Completely mine. That was clear. I owned her sweet ass now. She belonged to me and I was stuck with her lovely self.

While I would always cherish each of my nine human girlfriends, there was no longer any question which one I could trust with my heart, soul, and everything else. Jessica Luz Marie Jacquette Beltran was MINE. She was utterly loyal and enthralled to me, body and soul.

“Marry me, Jess! Just know what kind of husband I’ll be. Not faithful at all, but loving, protective, and eager to spoil you rotten! I don’t care if I have thirty girlfriends and you have thirty Tylers. You’re MY bride, honey! The mother of my first child. The woman who cared enough to come back after the rough and tumble dispute. The woman who was willing to burn in everlasting torment just to be at my side.

“You can’t put a price on that kind of devotion, that kind of loyalty and love. I’ll never forget what you’ve shown me … a love that puts me first, without conditions. I will never discard you. I’m stuck with you, yes, but you’re also stuck with me,” I announced while kissing Jessica very hard on the mouth and fucking her harder than ever.

I saw tears trickling down Jessica’s face and heard her sobs as she kissed me again and clenched my cock hard enough to force me to expel my load while she came.

“That’s … all I ever wanted from any man … to know that he would never dump me … never drop me. Never let me go. Know this, my love … I am one hundred percent yours. Forever. You’ve just made me the happiest woman alive. I never asked for fidelity … only for eternity. You’ve given me what no other man could … and I’ll never forget that fact. I’m yours … and I’ll never let you go,” Jessica declared while I carried her to the shower.

We had just made a little pact now and we both knew it. I would never give her up or kick her out of my bed … or my life.

And she would always be my enthusiastic slave.

 

Chapter 4

I awoke to a phone call and it was my boss, Jerry, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Observer.

“Jack, where’s that scoop you’ve promised me? You’re running behind and don’t tell me that it’s one of your stupid errands for your damn sister-in-law and her old man, your brother! I swear, as much as you do for that bitch, she ought to divorce your brother and marry you! You’re more of a stand-up guy for her these days than for me. It’s not my fault, or yours, that your brother got his sorry ass locked up in jail! Indicted on mail fraud charges, no less!” Jerry snapped at me.

“Yes, yes, I know. My brother’s a con man. He’s always been a con man. Hence how he got someone as sweet as Carly to marry him. In a week or two, it won’t matter. Boss, get ready for the most explosive scoop of all. The Rapture, it’s gonna happen on March 14. I got it marked, confirmed, if you will. Yes, I’ve found Jesus, and he wears a baseball cap!” I chuckled, hearing Jessica laugh in the background.

“Is that supposed to be funny? Or have you actually gotten religion, you, the one man I thought too smart for that bullshit? Or what?” I know that’s Sunday morning, but damn! Listen, you get here with that scoop or your ass is fired, do you hear me?” Jerry tossed back some coffee when the Devil literally appeared at the foot of my bed, with Lilith standing behind her.

“Is your boss harassing you? Should I go kick his ass?” Nicki inquired now, a very annoyed look on her face.

“Do it,” I was done with Jerry’s bullshit … he had gone too far now … waking me up on Sunday mornings to bug the hell out of me.

Nicki vanished along with Lilith and not two seconds later, I heard a scream over the phone.

“Okay, okay, I get it! Jack, please, get those crazy bitches to leave me alone! They’ve got me pinned to my desk with their pointed tails up my ass! They’re demons, aren’t they? You’re consorting with demons! They’re scratching and biting me … please, no … what are they doing to me … what’s that … no, please, don’t drag me down there … not down there! Jack, please, get them to stop … they said that they’d stop if you told them to … please, I can feel claws and teeth on my skin. God, no! Please, don’t let them drag me down to Hell!” Jerry pleaded desperately.

“Well, honey, your call. He was going down there in about six months, anyway, after about his third or fourth Vicodin mixed with vodka,” Nicki told me on Jerry’s phone as she held it in her hands, “tends to happen when you’ve cheated your workers and skimmed off the top with your company, wouldn’t you agree, Jerry? It’s all up to Jack as I said. Say the word, Jack, and we’ll take him downstairs to circumcise him repeatedly forever. Get it? Skim a little off the top?”

“Please, God … no! Who are you, Jack? Are you Satan or the … Antichrist?” Jerry begged and groveled now, his tone far changed.

“Jerry, do me a favor. GO TO HELL!” I lost my patience with the prick after he called me the Antichrist over the phone.

That was kinda too close to home, you know. Reminded me of how Jehovah until very recently wanted to cook me alive forever. No thanks.

“Alright, buddy, looks like your time’s up a little early. Lilith, tell Azazel to sharpen his knives. We have a fresh soul to torment. One of those who have earned it,” Nicki laughed as I heard Jerry scream in agony and terror, kicking and screaming as he tried not to be dragged down to the Pit.

“Wow … you just sent your boss to Hell! Literally! I’m guessing that he’ll wish that he had treated you better!” Jessica snickered as she began sucking my cock in earnest.

“It’s just a wild guess, but I’m not fired anymore. I think that’s Jerry now,” I chuckled while Jessica slurped away greedily on my dick.

“Oh, God … is it just me, or has your prick gotten … bigger? A LOT bigger! And you weren’t exactly lacking in that department as it was! A fucking size queen would be happy with you now! You’re lucky that I don’t mind the pain, though I’m no size queen!” Jessica asked me, causing me to look down at my dick.

Sure enough, my respectable six inches with significant girth had now become … mysteriously, a healthy beer can of a cock. OH MY GOD, I thought! How the hell am I gonna get that inside a woman without halfway killing her? My dick looked very dangerous to all womankind right then, a real anaconda, and again, as Jessica noted, I wasn’t precisely short-changed beforehand.

I heard loud Satanic laughter right then and knew that this was the Devil’s doing. I then felt Jessica climb on top of my cock. I heard a groan and wince at first, but then she moaned like it was the best thing since sliced fucking bread. Her eyes appeared to bug out of her head, too. After that, she became a fucking animal, riding me as if her life depended on it or something. She was out of control, creaming herself every minute or so on my dick, even as I could tell that she was in a lot of pain and very sore from my sheer size.

“She’s hooked now, you know. Poor girl was already madly in love with you and now she’s so fucking addicted to your cock that she’d rather slit her wrists than lose you. Better get used to it. This is how it feels for the incubi, constantly in fact. Poor girl never stood a chance. She’s gonna crave your dick so much it will almost become a pain in the ass.

“You could stab her to death forty times and as long as you kept fucking her during the murder, she wouldn’t care until she collapsed from being fucked into the grave. You already owned that girl, but she now she’s putty in your hands for the rest of your life … and hers. She’ll limp for the rest of her days, too, but she won’t care. It will be worth it for her, just to have that monster inside her body again … and again … and again.

“Poor Tyler’s gonna have to either dump her or face a very cucky future, methinks. That girl’s gonna feel like a truck hit her half the time after you’ve fucked her, but she’ll keep coming back for more … and more … and more. It’s like a drug to women … demon dick, and that’s what you have now. The rest of you is still very human … well, superhuman, as you’re now basically the new God, but still … that cock of yours … that ain’t a human cock at all, trust me.

“If I were you, I’d be hitting up all of my exes and sticking that cock to them in a hurry. Otherwise, poor Jessica won’t survive the amount of sex that you’ll need now. Oh, part of her will be thrilled to get fucked that much, but if you fuck her as much as she’ll crave, you’ll find her body at the morgue, sooner or later. That demon dick of yours has needs, you know. The need to hump everyone who looks good in a skirt.

“Your relationship? Honey, it’s never gonna be the same again. Any upper hand, any leverage that she might have still held, it’s gone in a whiff of smoke. You have all of the power now, so you might as well use it. If you don’t now, she’ll pick a bad moment to test you and then you’ll grudge-fuck her into the ground. Trust me, I’ve seen it happen with my incubi now and then,” Lilith abruptly told me while Jessica rode me, as if she wasn’t even in earshot.

“I know … I know … I know all of what you’re telling me … he’s gonna throw me around like a rag doll, sooner or later, and just take whatever he wants. Well, good for him! That’s what I want … no, I NEED from him! I want to be his puta … his slut, his whore, his cunt … his fuckmeat! I need it so badly I can taste it, and so this just makes things so much better, you know!” Jessica screamed very loudly indeed as she came all over me and I spurted a massive load inside her puffy, sore, dark pink gash.

“Honey, are you okay? Excuse us for a moment, Lilith … baby, are you gonna live?” I asked Jessica, worried as I was about her.

“God … yes … but about those exes of hers … which of them should we call first?” Jessica asked me with a seductively strained voice now.

“What? I’m really gonna need the help satisfying THAT giant snake of yours!” my girlfriend added as she kissed ardently on the lips, “God help me, I love this cock, but it’s gonna kill me someday!”

“True, but is there any better way to go?” I teased Jessica, getting a hearty laugh from her in spite of the hoarseness.

“Nope … but you better take over the world soon, so I can really add to your harem. Aside from your demon lovers, that is,” Jessica winked at me now.

“Sassy bitch … you’re gonna make one hell of a queen for me once I’m king of the world, you know,” I told Jessica, who damn near moaned as she heard that and read my black book again.

“Just for that … come here, you!” Jessica didn’t wait for my answer to kiss me very hard on the mouth.

“I would tell you to get a room, but to be honest, I really just wanna join you in bed,” Lilith warned me.

“So … what are you waiting for, babe?” I pulled the demoness into bed with us.

“Yeah, I really want to suck that pointed tail of yours, you know,” Jessica got the last word before doing just that for the moment and making Lilith scream sheer bloody murder like a fucking banshee.

 

Chapter 5

“Fuck yeah … fuck me … fuck me!” Lilith screamed as I drove my massive demon cock inside her luscious demonic body and she munched on Jessica’s sore, drenched pussy.

“Wow … and you’re a succubus … you must be used to this by now,” I grinned as I rammed Lilith’s tight demonic ass, grateful that I would never be able to split a demoness.

‘Yes, but to have such a wonderful monster cock attached to a flesh and blood human … oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Lilith tightened up even more with her hot and slippery asshole, squeezing my dick very hard indeed, “please do it … please cum inside me … please give me your load!”

I erupted inside Lilith’s stretched cornhole and pulled out, leaving a gape that looked like a fucking crater. She laughed and tightened her pucker back to normal just like that, though a ton of my spunk oozed its way down her crimson legs. She went back to work on eating Jessica out, now focusing on my fiancee’s sweet ass, making her moan and scream the name of a succubus now. I went behind Lilith and started lapping up my own jizz from her fine, scarlet bottom. Lilith moaned in a guttural tongue and cried out for more.

That was when the phone rang, and it was Tyler. Lilith giggled as she guided me inside Jessica’s butt, something that I feared more than a little to do as I might wreck her booty. Sure, Jessica’s eyes widened like saucers and she bit her lower lip in obvious pain, but she also pushed back eagerly at me while I sodomized her and she talked to her other man.

“What am I doing, honey? I think that you can guess! I’m taking Jack’s cock up my ass where it belongs … oh, fuck, it’s so big, baby! You’d never believe how huge my other boyfriend’s dick is. I mean, do you want me to spare your feelings or be honest with you, dear? Don’t be a cry baby, okay? You know that I love to push you onto your back and ride the holy fuck out of you, right?

“It would be even hotter if it were a threesome, with you underneath me, your prick inside my wet and sloppy cunt, while Jack buggers me so hard that I limp for weeks,” Jessica wiggled her booty as she talked to Tyler and I really slammed in and out of her tush.

That was when Lilith hit the speaker on Jessica’s phone and I could hear Tyler say, “But, Jess, I thought that you two were over. Now … you won’t even kick him out of bed long enough to talk to me on the phone and focus on me … wait, am I on speaker now?”

“That you are, honey, and no, I’m not going to kick Jack out of his own damn bed, just because you can’t share an intimate moment like this with him. How am I to get the two of you into a devil’s threesome with me if you won’t even share a phone call, silly boy?

“OH, FUCK … HE’S SO FAR UP MY ASS! I think that I might be too sore to walk for days, but it’s SO WORTH IT!” Jessica giggled as she felt me driving even deeper inside her body.

“But … Jessica … what about me? How am I to get you to marry me and have you all to myself if you won’t even drop him for a phone call? I proved to you what a cheater he is, you know. And now you’re cheating on me with him while talking to me! Why, Jessica, why?” Tyler whined, just as Jessica moaned loudly from my demon cock stretching her culo more.

“Look, honey … I love you, baby, but you need to face facts. I’ve all but screamed that I’ll never dump either of you and I mean it. I’m not a one-man woman, period. Just deal with the fact that your girlfriend has another boyfriend or get fed up enough to dump me yourself! I have two boyfriends and that’s just how it’s gonna be.

“That’s not cheating, because I don’t lie about it. Jack’s not a cheater, either. Despite a brief flash of jealousy, the fact is that he never lied to me about his intentions. In fact, he all but screamed them at me. I just missed the forest for the trees.

“Jack’s the sort of guy who likes to collect women, not discard them, and if you ask me, I think that’s pretty sweet of him. He’s had nine serious girlfriends now and if it were up to him, he’d keep all nine of us! It’s a lot better than dumping girls or guys in my book. It’s a lot more loving, for sure.

“Excuse me, Tyler, but … Jack, harder, please! Even harder! Yes, that hurts … and I love you for it! Hurt me some more … I love it … I’m such a pain slut for you! Yes, right up my butthole! Ram me!” Jessica pleaded with me to sodomize her even harder and I was happy to oblige, even if I worried about the risk to her anal health.

“Don’t worry, dear … even if you destroy her ass, I can repair it magically in seconds, as many times as needed. Just make her howl, honey!” Lilith encouraged me while sucking my balls.

I really pounded Jessica now, making her scream out several orgasms while she was on the phone with Tyler.

“See, honey … I love you, but I NEED him! I need that hot demon cock of his! Trust me! Hell, maybe you should try it yourself … then you’d understand where I’m CUMMING from here! Oh, fuck it … deeper … deeper … rougher! More, more … goes places that no one has ever imagined going inside me! Flood my fucking bowels, Jack, you sexy beast!

“See, Tyler … I like you a lot, but you need to grow up and deal with the fact that I’m a horny little slut with needs, those needs include Jack and his devil cock, and if you can’t take knowing that about your girlfriend, then maybe we shouldn’t be together after all … but I really don’t want to give up either of you!

“Your girlfriend, namely me, has two boyfriends, so instead of whining about that, maybe you should get yourself a second girlfriend … or come here and let Jack rock your world, too, with that mammoth motherfucking anaconda of his! It’s HUGE, baby … just a fucking beer can of a dick!

“You’d limp for months, possibly, but it would be one helluva way to lose your anal cherry, you know. Yeah, more … fucking more … yes, yes, this is the biggest, best cock ever! Sorry, Tyler, but you can enjoy this dick, too. Trust me … your prostate will thank you … and me, later,” Jessica teased her other beau as I continued to bugger her with a vengeance.

“Jessica, please … please just hang up or stop taking his cock inside you for long enough to talk to me … Please, you and me, we could be happy, just the two of us, if you just stop this silly size queen deal of yours. We could really have a future, a connection, a love that … would be so much better if we’re just … faithful to each other. Don’t you see that? Please, Jessica … please dump his sorry, lousy, manwhore ass!” Tyler groveled some more, but that was when I lost my patience.

“Dude, shut up! You’re not listening, are you? You have two choices, man, so deal with it. You can dump her and hurt her that way for daring to be her true self, which is a pain slut, not a size queen, who happens to love you and me both … or you can step up and accept that this is what OUR girlfriend needs … another dick. MY DICK!

“She needs at least both of us, so enjoy having a girlfriend who is that damn loving! I don’t have a problem sharing her, so why should you? Now, fish or cut bait!” I taunted Tyler with a tone of real authority and power so strong that I heard him piss his pants over the phone.

“You’ve … clearly got a lot more than one woman … so why not let her go and let me keep her? Why must you keep Jessica, too? Why, Jack? Why not just bow out and let me love her the way that she deserves, exclusively, faithfully, romantically, monogamously … you know, properly, the way that a man should love a woman and vice versa? Why make her dance to your tune and settle for less?” Tyler tried to “reason” with me using his bullshit platitudes.

“Dude, do you even hear yourself? Are you a guy or a Hallmark movie trailer? I hate to break it to you, man, but this isn’t gonna end up like one of those films where the hero, which in your mind is you, rides off into the sunset with the woman he loves all to himself. What part of ‘she doesn’t want that way of life’ don’t you get, fella?

“Look, either you can move on or you can accept and love Jessica just as she is, unchanged, unaltered. Your choice, but I know which one I already chose,” I disconnected the call myself just as I came inside Jessica’s fantastic asshole.

Tyler rang again, of course, just as I started pulling out of Jessica, but she tightened up on me as if to get me to stay inside her butt for a while longer.

“Please … keep fucking my ass while I’m talking to him … I need him to have to hear us being intimate. He needs to let it sink in so he can either drop me or accept me,” Jessica told me before taking the call on the fifth ring.

“Yes, honey … what is it? Are you gonna deal with my having two men or not? Oh, and I should tell you that he and I just had a threesome shortly before your call. With another woman. Are you telling me that you wouldn’t want either kind of threesome, even with another chick? I ate her out and she ate me out, too.

“Think of it, the ultimate male fantasy, right? Come on, baby, just accept it! OH, SHIT … he’s still in my ass, you know … and it feels so damn GOOD!” Jessica urged Tyler, cumming all over again from my cock buried to the hilt in her backdoor.

God’s teeth, Jessica was so deliciously impish and girlish as I plowed her backfield now. Her wonderful buttocks motivated me to bottom out repeatedly up her ass. Her giggle turned me on so damn much, too! Her culo was looser than before, but it still felt magnificent, of course, as I rammed her harder and made her cream herself yet again.

“Oh, honey, I wish that you were here for this … oh, fuck, Jack’s cock is going places inside me that I didn’t know even existed! You should be here for this … it’s awesome … you’d maybe get it, understand it better, babe … if you were right here, watching me take that massive prick that far up my butt!” Jessica screamed as she took my cock balls deep inside her lovely ass.

“You’re Jack’s favorite woman now, so I think that your wish … is my command!” Lilith announced as she caused Tyler to physically appear in my bedroom while I reamed Jessica’s booty as it deserved.

“Holy smokes … what am I doing here … what is … THAT?” Tyler really freaked out now, seeing his naked girlfriend underneath me with my thick demon dick going all the way up her rump.

And then he saw Lilith … and fainted.

I came now, flooding Jessica’s bowels yet again before pulling out of her and getting some cold water to splash in Tyler’s face and revive him. Lilith laughed and climbed up on top of him to wake him up her way, by fucking him out of his slumber. Tyler’s eyes opened wide as he saw a literal she-devil above him, bouncing up and down on his pole. He saw the horns, the pointed tail swishing behind Lilith, the large, crimson tits, and the yellow eyes in her face. It wasn’t rocket science who or what Lilith was, of course.

“She’s … a … succubus!” Tyler shouted, making Lilith laugh before she slapped his face.

“Don’t speak of me as if I’m not here and can’t hear you, human! Count yourself lucky that I amuse myself often by fucking betas like you. You can be such fun to seduce, mostly because you don’t know how to handle or process your good luck at first. It’s such a shock to the system, isn’t it? It’s like watching a starving man around food. He can’t believe his reversal of fortune!

“Well, that and best of all, you always have so much cum! Yummy! Now, look, you and me need to have a horn-to-horn conversation here while we fuck! It’s a little ‘come to Satan’ moment for you, if you will. Here’s my offer to you, babe. You can take one of the following choices, but bear in mind, once you decide, you can’t change your mind at all.

“One, you can continue to be a stubborn little prick as you have been, a path that will only drive Jessica away. However, if you do that, I’ll shrink your dick down so small that you’ll need a microscope to find it. I’m not even using hyperbole. It will literally be that small and absolutely fucking limp, useless to all womankind.

“If you thought that you were being cucked before, boy, you ain’t seen nothing next to what would happen to you then. No woman’s gonna be happy with that small of a micropenis, trust me, not even the nicest, most patient, most romantic women of all time.

‘Two, you can just … walk away, clean, easy come, easy go. No harm, no foul, It’s cool. But if you do that, I’ll turn you gay. You’ll know that I changed you and that you were once straight. You’ll become a bit of a size queen, too, and a strict bottom, trust me. Your sex life will be, shall I say, all behind you? Even recalling straight sex will make you want to puke,” Lilith told Tyler while Jessica eagerly sucked my dick straight from her own butthole.

“What’s my third choice? Just accept it, right? And what do I get for being such a willing cuck?” Tyler groaned as he tried to think while Lilith rode him very hard.

“A big, fat demon cock, just like his, for one thing. Can’t deny Jessica the chance to enjoy two large demon dicks, can we? We want you to … rise to the occasion, right? Just a word of warning. Big, fat demon pricks aren’t gonna let you keep them in your pants. They’ll make it impossible to be faithful to anyone. The demon dick comes with those … cravings … trust me, and plenty of women eager to sample it.

“You won’t be a cuckold as such. You’ll just be a lecherous horndog who shares a sexy slut with another lecherous horndog. Sounds better than being a cuck, right?” Lilith invited Tyler while squeezing his cum out of his cock at last.

“Number … three,” Tyler groaned as he spent himself at last inside Lilith’s hot, humid snatch.

“Attaboy!” Lilith said as she spat on Tyler’s prick and it began growing exponentially.

Tyler felt such powerful urges that I could sense them in him, as if we now had some mutual clairvoyance or telepathy or empathy or something. In me, they were rather normal, but recently intensified, especially with the demonic dong attached to me. In him, they were part of a dramatic metamorphosis. Like me, he wanted to fuck anyone who he found attractive and he was much more eager to do so.

“Jessica, honey, I think that it’s time for a little make-up sex between Tyler and you, don’t you agree?” I teasingly encouraged Jess, who nodded and climbed on Tyler’s monster dick now.

“Oh, Lilith, thank you for … cutting through the red tape!” Jessica laughed as I egged her on by slapping her butt.

“Yes, thank you very much for that … that was a colossal favor to me … to both of us, even to Tyler!” I agreed.

“And to me,” Nicki added as she arrived and gave Lilith a steamy tongue kiss.

“Anything for You, my Queen,” Lilith licked her lips as she made out with the Devil.

“Now, Jack, do you want me to help you with that … other project? Not the canon, though you still have time to make … adjustments if you wish. I can certainly aid in that, too, as could Lilith, but I think that what you … and Jessica … and all of us … want … is for you to have more of your sweet ladies to come back to you, right? Who next?” Satan asked me now as she sat on the edge of the bed with Lilith and me.

“Okay … Sandra. Yes. Sandra. Let’s have her come back to me,” I quickly decided, putting a hungry smile on the Devil’s face.

“Your wish is my command, honey. I’m still in your debt, you know. Lilith, get that lucky slut and bring her here!” Lucifer commanded Lilith, who was only too happy to help out even more.

“So, what are your … limits, boundaries, dealbreakers, Your Infernal Majesty?” I teased Nicki as she reverted to her blonde waitress guise.

“I could name a litany of them for others, but for Jack Benton, not a single limit or condition. Please understand that it’s a matter of … my personal code of honor, you see. The Devil takes care of her own, and you’re … one of my own … mine … my savior. There is not a thing that you could ask, if it was within my power, that I wouldn’t do for the man who saved me from the Lake of Fire. Trust me on that point.

“I still and forever owe you a big-ass favor … lots of them. Think of me as your personal, rather dreamy genie … but with unlimited wishes, horns, and no lamp, okay? By the way, you know that you can’t die, right? Part of your … past role as the Antichrist, but never rescinded, even now that you’re no longer scheduled for … you know where.

“Ironically, this immortality was supposed to apply to you and to the so-called ‘false prophet,’ as a means of torture, but now it will keep you alive for eternity without any suffering, aging, death, disease, any of that. You have a superhuman body, made to be tortured forever, but now it will keep you in power for that long.

“Oddly enough, Jessica was supposed to be your ‘false prophet,’ so she’ll live forever, too. Well, you’re still both gonna live forever, but now it won’t involve everlasting and excruciating agony. You see why she was willing to burn with you forever … it was once a fate intended for her, but both of you are safe from it. It’s another reason why that girl is so madly in love with you. The two of you were always destined to be the ultimate power couple.

“Your full powers won’t be unlocked until after the Rapture, that part was never changed, either, but trust me, when they are, you’re gonna be unstoppable. Why do you think that Jehovah went along so easily with the idea of you having your own kingdom? Because, frankly, there’s not much he can do to stop you short of going through with that whole … Armageddon business. He no longer wishes to do that, of course,” Nicki grinned and kissed me while Tyler and Jessica came together at last.

“So … that’s why I worship him so much … I was always intended to worship him!” Jessica exclaimed just before Lilith returned with Sandra Romero in tow.

“Two Latinas down, one to go,” Jessica giggled as she groped a much less jealous Tyler.

 

Chapter 6

“Hello, Sandra,” I greeted one of my three most recent girlfriends, a sultry Cuban babe with golden skin to match her golden hair.

“Hello … Jack,” Sandra told me as if somehow expecting this reunion.

“You don’t seem shocked at all. Not even by the involvement of Lilith,” Nicki observed.

“Well … somehow … even with the breakup, I knew … I have some family who are … active in the occult, in Santeria, in fact. I just … knew that you were supernatural somehow. You’re not … the Antichrist, are you?” Sandra wondered aloud.

“Why do people keep asking me that? No, technically, I’m not the Antichrist, but you know, strictly speaking, I was … scheduled … to be the Antichrist. Those plans … are not quite in play anymore. Instead, I’m rewriting the canon. As in, editing Scripture. Some parts of the old plan are still in place, but I edited out that ‘Lake of Fire’ nonsense to save my own skin … and Jessica’s here. In the process, I also helped Nicki here … and Lilith. So they’re kinda sweet on me as a result,” I summarized things a bit for Sandra’s benefit.

“Lilith is … her. The demoness, right? Adam’s first wife?” Sandra inquired a bit more.

“Yes, you could say that,” Lilith licked her lips and laughed, “I’m a succubus, dear, the first to ever truly exist … well, other than Nicki here.”

“Nicki … is a succubus, too?” Sandra clearly tried to make sense of things, so much so that I could picture the wheels turning in her mind.

“Actually, I’m the Devil,” Nicki explained now, changing into her truest … fallen angel form now, as Lucifer.

“Madre de Dios! El Diablo? El Diablo!” Sandra paled a bit, wet the golden silk panties that were her only clothes at that moment, and crossed herself while chanting in Spanish.

“More like ‘la Diabla,’ dear. I’m female, cursed to be so by Jehovah forever for part of my everlasting torment, the only part that stuck. Though I can briefly assume male shapes, they don’t last long, trust me. But, yes, I’m Satan. I just prefer to be called Nicki, okay?” the Devil clarified, obviously feeling tired of introducing herself like that.

“Okay, then … could I … make a deal with you, then?” Sandra shocked us all now with her easy transition to acceptance … and eagerness to make a pact with Lucifer.

“Little lady, do you grasp the price that you’d have to pay if you made such a deal? It’s not for the faint of heart, okay? No, for the record, I’d never burn a sweetheart and total knockout like you, it would be like destroying art, but your soul would be mine to do with as I pleased forever. Contrary to movies and literature, there are no loopholes and there is no escape clause from eternal damnation. Are you certain that you wish to make such a leap of faith?” Nicki insisted.

“Yes … I am,” Sandra assured her.

“Okay, how many wishes shall I grant her? One, two, three?” Nicki turned to me, much to Sandra’s shock.

“Three, but none that force monogamy or fidelity or chastity on me or anyone else. And none that makes me subservient to anyone else,” I stipulated.

“Done. Still want to do the wishes?” the Devil asked Sandra.

“Yes, of course. Believe it or not, Jack … I’ve kinda figured the score on that from the way that Jessica, Lilith and the Devil herself are all clearly intimate with you. I wanted fidelity, yes, but I’ve gotten over it. My jealousy cost me too much, cost me my stud of a boyfriend, so my first wish is to be rid of it forever,” Sandra winked at me now.

“Done … very clever. If you have to share and you don’t want to, you make it so you want to … very smart indeed. Wise of you, babe. Very cunning, crafty even,” Lucifer kissed Sandra softly on the lips to taste her at last … that hot Latin blood that made her so sassy and sultry.

“My next wish … is that … I never grow old or get sick at all, no matter what, or get injured, or lose my beauty at all. No STIs, no HIV, no HPV, etc. Fair?” Sandra ran her tongue along her lips in anticipation of the answer.

“And your last wish?” Satan persisted.

“Total obedience to Jack. Permanently. I never want to be able to disobey him ever again. If he tells me to jump, I want to just ask how high. I want to be his abject slave forever. That might shock you, given how feisty and sassy I can be, but I want to please him … I don’t want any more breakups with him, okay? Sounds good?” Sandra pleaded with us both, getting nods from Satan first, and then me.

“It’s a deal … once you prick your finger in blood and sign this parchment. You do realize that once you die, I get your soul and you’ll become a demon, forced to obey Lilith and me instead of Jack, right? Luckily for you, we’re in Jack’s debt and aren’t going to refuse him a thing. But you get my point, don’t ya?” the Devil presented Sandra with the parchment and she pricked her finger to sign in blood.

The deed was done. One of my nine had just sold her soul to the Devil, not for wealth or power, but to become my eager and abject slave for good! Now, that was love, wasn’t it?

“Two down, seven to go,” Nicki observed as I told Sandra to make breakfast for us and she rushed happily into action … still naked.

“Rita … let’s round out the Latinas, okay?” I smiled as I considered what she might do and how she might take the notion of getting back with me.

“Oh, she wants back … trust me, she does. It’s gonna be a little tougher in her case, though. She’s a novice, preparing to wear the habit of a nun,” Satan informed me with a wink.

“How will you handle that?” I asked while Jessica sucked my cock and Lilith did the same for Tyler … for now.

“You’ll see,” the Devil laughed as she vanished from my sight again … contract in hand.

THE END OF CHAPTER SIX