Lustful Paradise

Vanessa wrapped her arm around Amanda's shoulders before whispering in her ear. "Hey, chill, Amanda! No one is mad at anyone here. Besides, I'm the one who suggested to Lucifer that he should make you happy. After all, we are like sisters, aren't we? It's normal for me to want to see you having a good time."

"Make me... happy? But you just got together with him! How can you be okay with him doing that to me? On your bed, in front of your eyes? Does that even make sense?" Amanda asked, puzzled and unable to process how she felt about the situation at hand.

'Yes, it felt so good when he rubbed my vagina with his fingers and pleasured me until I came, but still... Doesn't he belong to Vanessa? Then why did he do all that to me? And why did Vanessa encourage him to do it, as if it were a normal thing?'

"You see," Vanessa giggled and pointed toward the erection in Lucifer's underwear, which made Amanda gasp at the sight. "Lucifer is well-equipped for making multiple women happy. I don't mind sharing him with my friend. Also earlier I made him horny but couldn't satisfy his needs because of my period. So I thought it would be better if you took over from where we left off. That and Lucifer already has a lot of girls in his life, so what difference does one more make? You just have to relax and give yourself up for your own happiness. You don't have to be shy or overthink things."

"Are you... are you both serious?" Amanda turned her head to glance at Lucifer's erection, which she had only seen for a couple of seconds before averting her gaze with a deep blush on her face.

She felt overwhelmed by everything that happened in the past ten minutes and couldn't wrap her head around this unexpected turn of events.

Vanessa had always been her close friend and someone whom she could trust no matter what, but never did she imagine such a suggestion from her friend. Especially not involving a young guy who was supposed to be her boyfriend now.

It made absolutely no sense to her at all.

Still, the persistent and painful longing between her legs didn't want to listen to her logic or common sense. Instead, her lust urged her to continue letting the devil fulfill her carnal cravings without giving a shit about the consequences of their actions.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Vanessa giggled. "Trust me, just follow his lead, and it will be the best thing that ever happened to you."

While Amanda pondered whether to let her hormones guide her decision-making process or try to be rational about the situation, Lucifer untied the belt of her bathrobe and pushed the cloth covering her voluptuous figure to her sides, exposing her half-naked form to his gaze.

"My, my, isn't that sexy!?" Lucifer grinned as he admired her large breasts wrapped in a red lace bra and the soft contours of her stomach leading down to her matching panties with a wet spot on the crotch area from the earlier ministrations. "Now, that is what I call beauty. You are curvy in all the right places, Amanda."

"Oh no, no, no! Stop looking!" Amanda tried to grab the fabric of her robe and cover herself up with it, feeling even more embarrassed. Her face turned bright red as she averted her eyes, unable to make eye contact with Lucifer or Vanessa.

"Please... you shouldn't have done that! I'm not supposed to be naked in front of you... or any other guy! I don't look as good as Vanessa does in lingerie. I have too much fat on my body! Look elsewhere and not at me, please."

"Who's the one talking nonsense here? Can't you see how hard my dick is just from seeing your sexy body?" Lucifer inquired, not taking his eyes off her. "I love everything I see before me. Your curves, your cleavage, those hips and thighs... It's like every inch of your skin is tempting me to touch and caress it."

As soon as he finished talking, his hands moved toward the upper part of her thighs and squeezed their plumpness before running further upward on the sides of her waist, pushing the bathrobe away from her arms, revealing more of her smooth and attractive brown skin.

"Ugghh... no... noo..." Amanda uttered in embarrassment and shook her head. "This can't be... Your compliments... They have to be fake! Or you're just making fun of me!"

"Oh, Amanda, stop being so hard on yourself. You got one hell of a hot body here," Lucifer stated while letting his hands reach the bra and push it down from the cups, releasing her huge tits from the confines of their hold and watching them bounce into place. "Look at your breasts—the shape, the color, the size! This is incredible. I wonder who dared to call you fat and make you feel like this? Tell me, Amanda!"

As the words left Lucifer's mouth, his right hand covered one of her breasts, and he gave it a gentle massage, softly kneading the flesh with his palm and causing Amanda to bite her lips from the sheer pleasure of having her sensitive melon squeezed in such a way.

"Ahhh... that..." She moaned. "That was... my ex-husband. He told me that my body became flabby and disgusting. That I am not beautiful and not satisfying at all!"

"What the Fuck?!" Lucifer raised his voice a little bit as a reaction to that. "Flabby? Disgusting?! How dare he?! Was he blind or something? No way I'd believe that, knowing how much of a knockout you are! If anything, I'm uncertain about his preferences; maybe he was into something strange."

Despite trying her best to avoid eye contact, Amanda couldn't help but raise her eyes toward Lucifer when she heard those words. "Something strange...? You mean..."

Vanessa also understood what Lucifer was implying and gasped. "Amanda, do you think your husband had a fetish for..."