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"Okay, you"re doing good Verosika baby, looks good! Could be great!"
"Gimmie a little more sexy. Come on, gimme some more tits! Gimmie some more ass! Gimmie some duckface!"
"Verosika, come on! Flirt with the camera! Fuck the camera! Make the camera your bitch!"
"Fuck! Come ON woman!"
"Okay, cut! CUT!"
There was a collective groan as the cameras shut off and the lights dimmed. Verosika relaxed her stupid posing (who the fuck bends like that in real life? What, did he want her to kiss her own ass or something?!) and called for a cigarette as her pissy manager stomped over, a cigar that was more ashes than tobacco drooping from his fat mouth.
Oh no, he looks maaaad! Verosika took a drag of her cigarette and blew smoke in his face "Problem?"
"Gee, ya think?! The magazine wants Sexy Bitch On The Beach not Frigid Whore Can"t Fake It In Sand!" cigar ash flew from his mouth as he gesticulated like a coked up windmill. She leaned back so she didn"t get any on her "What the fucks wrong with you today?!"
Verosika shrugged "I don"t know. I guess I"m just not feeling it today"
Her manager made a noise that was both disbelieving and immasculine before his face turned deep grey "Not Feeling It? You"re a fucking SUCCUBUS for crying out loud, since when don"t you dumb bitches feel it?!"
"Even succubi can have off days, asshole!"
He lunged into her face and she jerked back so hard she almost cracked the back of her head against one of the dumb fake deckchairs. A large, red finger thrust into her face.
"You are not getting paid to have Off Days, Mayday! You are to be always on, all day, all the time, so you either fix your goddamn attitude or I swear on Beelzebub"s tits I"ll-!"
"WHAT?!" Verosika roared. Suddenly she was standing, towering over her boss in nothing but a tiny black bikini and a Can-Murder Attitude "You swear you"ll do what, Pencil Dick? I think your tired old brain has forgotten who it is who makes all of your precious cash that you love to gamble away!"
Verosika bent down so that she was eye level with her joke of an employer, lowering her sunglasses so that she was looking directly into his bulbous eyes "But go ahead, sweetie, keep threatening me. I think it"s just the push I need to get myself some...better, representation"
For a second Verosika thought the slimeball was going to explode. His face was so dark he looked like he was made of tar, and his hands shook at his sides.
Verosika grinned, showing every single one of her sharp teeth.
"JUST FUCKING FIX IT!" Spitting on the ground the manager stomped off the set and out of the room. The rest of the crew followed him, mumbling about long days and coffee as the door closed behind them.
And that was when Verosika finally let her mask fall and kicked over the stupid deck chair she"d been posing next to. You see, despite her supposed ambivalence, her performance was driving her just as crazy as it was her shithead manager and the camera crew. What the hell was going on, since when couldn"t she get herself hot for a shoot?! She was a goddamn sex icon in Hell, she was every definition of hot!
Dammit. If she wasn"t hot, she wasn"t sexy and if she wasn"t sexy she was unmarketable and if that happened it wouldn"t matter if she got a new manager because nobody wanted to come and see a frigid bitch fake it!
She took another furious drag of her cigarette, hawking the whole thing in one burning breath before laying back on the gritty red sand. After crushing her roach between her fingers she slipped one hand into her bikini bottoms, and grabbed a tit with the other. For a while she lay there, pinching her nipple and sliding two fingers inside herself, teasing the places that liked to be teased and arching expertly into her own touch.
And it wasnt fucking doing ANYTHING! She was as dry as a nuns panties down there and colder than Asmodeus" heart.
Fuck! How could she get fucking hot now?
"I say, I say, ain"t this just the juiciest little coincidence!"
Verosikas eyes widened and her hair flew about her face as she sat up. She turned to the previously closed studio doors, and her jaw dropped. "Wally?!"
Wally Wackford stood between the propped double doors pulling a cartload of fresh lightbulbs and costumes and other assorted photoshoot equipment. He wore the standard uniform of Studio...something"s lackeys, and a wide grin that couldn"t stop being smug no matter how hard it tried.
Verosika cocked an eyebrow "Okay, how did you manage to pull this off, Wackford?"
Wallys look of affronted innocence was so funny she had to laugh "I say, I say, I dont have a clue what you"re insinuating, my dear! I just happened to get this lackey job for this specific studio on the exact day you"re doing your sexy photoshoot, there is nothing suspicious about that, I asked a lawyer and he said so!"
Verosika stared at him in disbelief. Now, you"re average Pop Star might get annoyed that her boyfriend showed up, uninvited, to a photoshoot that her boss was grinding her ass on to get absolutely perfect. She might yell at him. She might throw him out. She may even break up with him.
Not Verosika. At least, not today.
When she stood up and walked over to him, looming over him in her tiny black bikini that left nothing to the imagination, and Wally"s smile wavered "I-I uh, I thought I"d surprise you...did I miscalculate?"
Each and every one of Verosikas teeth was visible in her wide smile. She bent at the waist down to his level, and stroked a gentle hand down his face, making his cheeks warm instantly.
"Not at all, baby. In fact, I think you might be exactly what I need~"
***
Verosika made sure the door was locked and Wally moved some of the scenery out of the way. She had barely finished blocking out the large window at the top of the door before she heard a zipper come down and pants go flying, and smiled to herself.
Well, I guess I don"t need to ask if he"s sure about doing this...actually, who the fuck am I kidding he told me he"s had the Supermodel fantasy since puberty.
"Mah darlin" little princeeeeeess~ your Prince Charmin" awaaaaits!"
She turned around. After casting off everything but the boxer shorts (black cotton with green money signs) he had laid himself down on his side in the sand, one arm thrown over a seductively cocked leg and his tail lazily swishing in the air behind him.He looked at her with lidded eyes and a cocky grin, a look that Verosika would never admit always made her just a tad-a TAD!-flustered.
"You"re my Prince Charming?" she asked, to hide it "Damn. I always thought he"d be taller"
Wally didn"t miss a beat "Well, what ah lack in height, I more than make up for in stamina!" he violently thrust his hips upwards, so hard a flurry of sand came with them "I say I say-ah!"
Verosika bit her lip, her eyes zeroing in on those dorky money sign boxers. And the talented red demon dick in them.
Her tongue drew across her bottom lip as parts of her started to tingle, the parts that remembered those long, breathless nights where his body tangled with her"s, kissing her bubblegum skin, running his hands reverently over her voluptuous curves, worshipping her beauty by pulling sounds out of her she didn"t even know she could make...
"That you fucking do~"
She was by his side at the speed of the exceptionally horny and Wally barely had time to grab her hips before she had sealed his mouth with hers and pushed him into the sand. Wally clung to her back, his tail eagerly wrapping around her waist as she pressed her body hard against his, already feeling a telling hardness against her thigh.
She pulled back with a grin, her tail swishing slowly behind her "That sure was fast, baby~"
Wally was panting, his face ash grey and his pupils blown. He ran his hands down her back, his claws gently sliding over her soft skin "Of course it was. You"re the hottest woman in all of Hell"
Verosika shivered, her body warming at his praise. She held his face in her hands and began to kiss his neck "Keep going, darling~"
"Y-you"re-aaah!" Wally moaned as Verosikas teeth nibbled his neck, her tongue licking up the small bead of blood that swelled there "You"re an icon of Lust. You"re every demons walkin" sex dream. Men and women all over Hell would slay Overlords just to smell your shampoo!"
Verosika purred at the praise, her body growing hotter as she trailed kisses down Wally"s heaving chest, his skin bright crimson with a little patches of white here and there. She kissed every scar, ran her tongue over his pecs, lingering on his nipples just so that she could hear him gasp and feel his fingers clutching the back of her head. Against her stomach his hardness throbbed, a wet spot pressing against her naval. She grinned against his skin, and ever so slightly pressed against him.
Wally wailed like someone had stuck his dick in a vaccum cleaner. Desperately he bucked against her, but she cruelly, maliciously, lifted her body away from his, and the poor imp sobbed "P-please! Please, I want ya so bad!"
"Why?" she breathed against his stomach, brushing her lips just below his belly button "Why do you want me, Wally?"
Wally wailed again, apparently aroused beyond all rational thought and his arms crossed over his eyes as he fought not to cum. Well, that wouldn"t do at all, would it?
The succubus climbed up his body until they were face to face again, she straddled his hips, deliberately settling her ass on top of his aching hard on and moaning aloud when he throbbed against her. She couldn"t resist rocking against him a little, and Wally made a noise like a record screeching.
Grinning like a wicked witch in a fairy story she leaned down and pulled his arms away from his faceH, and saw that his cheeks was almost black with arousal, his breaths were coming out so hard and so fast that it almost sounded like he was hyperventilating.
And yet still, when his eyes locked on her form towering above him, she saw nothing but pure desire and joy on his face. He looked at her like she was a goddess, and he was her willing desciple.
And she loved every second of it. This was exactly what she needed.
She leaned down to him, her breasts pressing against his bare chest andholding herself up with her hands so she didn"t crush him. Behind her, her tail swayed back and forth, almost hypnotically slow.
"You didn"t answer my question, little imp" she chided, brushing a stray strand of hair out of his eyes. Her finger came away damp with sweat. She leaned down further and brushed her lips against his ear "Tell me the right answer and I"ll give you what you want, sweetheart..."
There was a snapping sound as her panties were ripped off of her body (she was really good with her tail!) and went flying over the workshop. Now her naked sex was pressing against Wally"s painfully impatient erection, and the feeling of her damp pussy sent the poor imp into full on simp mode:
"I-I-I-I-I want ya because you"re beautiful! I want ya because you"re the most talented woman I know!"
"Keep going" Verosika drawled as she pulled off Wally"s boxers. His cock bounded out of them like an eager dog greeting his master, and of course she gave it a loving pet.
"Aaaaaaaahhh want ya because there"s nobody else like ya in all of Hell! There ain"t nobody with your body! Your voice! Your talent and fame and success!"
Verosika gasped shakily, Wally"s praise exciting her as she situated herself above him "More!"
"Oh Satan! You"re everythin" I want! You"re everythin" I wanna be! You"re the most amazin", most beautiful, most sexiest woman to ever live and I lo-Oooooooh!"
Verosika cried out with him as she lowered herself down, his dick spread her open and filled her beautifully, so perfect she could"ve wept. She rocked on him immediately, her head falling back as she rode him hard and fast, Wally"s claws digging into her hips as his pounded against her to match, crying out his eagerness and lust for all to hear. Verosika felt herself come alive with it, feeling Wally"s adoration for her in every spark his cock sent through her body, it electrified her, it made her feel alive, and it made her feel fucking sexy as Hell.
Her manager wanted her to feel it? Well, now she was, and in the best fucking way!
"Sika!" Wally cried out, his voice high and apologetic "Baby, I-shit, baby I ain"t gonna last much longer!"
Verosika let out a particularly loud cry as he hit that special spot inside her and fell over him, barely remembering to catch herself with her hands in time not to crush him. Her hair fell over the both, shrouding them with the scent of hairspray and expensive shampoo "I know! I"m almost there, just don"t stop! Fuck don"t stop, fuck Wal, you feel so good, so fucking good, you"re so good for me, my good little imp..."
That last bit of praise was Wally"s undoing. He jerked violently against his girlfriend as he came, unable to stop thrusting as he emptied himself inside her completely, and that was all Verosika needed to come to her own explosive finish. She didn"t bother to stifle her cries, she wanted everyone to know exactly what was going on in here. That she was the sexiest bitch who could literally get laid with fucking anyone anywhere she fucking wanted!
Maybe next time, I"ll make them watch, the thought made her smile.
Below her her boyfriend breathed hard, his thumbs gently rubbing her hips as he came down from his high. Verosika carefully extricated herself from him and laid at his side as she got her own breath back.
After some time, Wally found his voice "So...did that work for ya, Darlin"?"
Verosika grinned "If I say no, would you wanna go again?"
She burst out laughing when he immediately jumped on top of her.
***
Flash! Flash! Flash!
"Yes! Yes! YES Verosika, THATS the shit!" the lead camera man said, his camera following her like a moth to a flame "Give it to me, Mommy! Make me beg for it cuz I"m a bad little boy! I"m your bad little boy! Bad little boy wants to earn your big mommy milkers and-"
"Randy. You"re doing it again" Verosika gently pointed out, and Randy blushed.
"Sorry...I couldn"t help it, you"re just so fucking hot. And uh, d-doing a lot better than this morning, if-if you don"t mind my saying so, Miss Verosika!"
Rather than be annoyed, Verosika just smiled and bent herself into another sexy as fuck pose, biting her lip as the movement made her muscles ache deliciously in certain places. Wally had really put her through the wringer, she didn"t know the little guy had it in him.
But she sure as Hell wasn"t gonna complain about it!
"What can I say, little one?" she purred, her melodic voice loaded with so much sensuality that Randy had to adjust his pants "I guess something just...got into me~"