A Quick Stop in Wrath

“Howdy there, missy!” The girl said, her earthy voice matching the ground beneath her booted feet. “If you don’t mind be bein’ nosy, I’d reckon you ain’t from around here, are ya?”

“Not a chance. I’m after someone. I saw the house and figured he might be hiding here.”

“Here?”

Verosika found the imp’s eyes to be hard to stare into. Usually her gaze was overpowering, but despite the calmness of the conversation, she couldn’t hold eye contact. “Here.”

“Good news for you, there’s not much inside. I’m the only one home right now, so we got the place to ourselves. Say… I reckon you look dressed for a date. You come here lookin’ for your sweetheart?”

“Former sweetheart,” Spat the succubus, happy to be wearing nothing but a leather crop top, a small bottom, and heels. “And, you’d be spot on. The fucker robbed me blind last night, and I knew he’d be somewhere around here.”

“Aw, well that’s just a damn shame, ain’t it? Tell ya what, I’ll let ya in on a little secret. Girl to Girl.”

Verosika looked the lass up and down. She was open… not outwardly hiding anything. Her entire figure was beckoning her. Quietly, but she was sure of it… this country girl had her just a little interested. “Lay it on me… I’ve been looking for someone with some actually intelligent things to say… don’t get much of that topside.”

“Truth is,” The imp said. “Wait a damn minute… I never properly introduced myself did I? Aw shit, that’s my own fault.”

“N-no… It’s fine… I’ve never been one for pleasantries anyway. I’m– I’m Verosika Mayday. Pop star?”

“Mmmm… yeah. I-If you’re lookin’ for the red carpet treatment, you ain’t gonna get it here, missy.”

“Of course not.”
“Right… My name’s Sallie. Sallie May’s my full name, but sometimes that can be a mouthful.”

“I see. And… your secret?”

Sallie was now bent over the fence like it was the balcony of a luxury cruiser in Sloth. “I’ve been dealin’ with some boy horseshit for a hot minute myself… it does help that in my case, I’ve got other paths to walk down, If ya catch my drift.”

Something in Verosika’s heart lit up. “Believe me, when you’re from Lust, like me, you’re pretty much guaranteed to… have other roads. My ex, Me, my agent… We all swing more than one way.

Suddenly, Sallie’s demeanor changed. She went from leaning innocently over the fence to bent over it erotically, with a mischievous smile on her pristine face alongside eyes that now sparkled with interest. “I think I can help you look for your… uh… acquaintance. Come on inside, sweetheart.”

The inside of the house was surprisingly well-kempt. Sallie led her through the door, down a short hallway, through the (extremely aromatic) kitchen, and up a flight of stairs.  

When Verosika walked through the door to her hostess’ bedroom to see Sallie lying on the bed, with her charcoal hair down and her boots off, she felt her silk panties slowly get damp. Then soaked. She hoped Sallie couldn’t see. “How’d you be interested in,” Sallie got up and closed the door, “Another approach to revenge?” 

Verosika noticed the crotch of Sallie’s shorts was growing. It wasn’t a small bulge, either. 

Now all Sallie had to do to realize how horny Verosika was would be look down at the stain on her shorts. “And what would that approach be?”

“Let me tell you one thing, sugar… A rebound fuckin’ is one thing, but a rebound fuckin’ with another gal?” Sallie pulled down her shorts to reveal a pair of baby blue panties. She was rock hard underneath.

To Verosika’s surprise, they were just as wet as her’s were. “With you?”

Sallie moved closer to her guest. “Whaddaya say, baby? You down for the evenin’ of your life?” Her country accent and silky smooth voice was just the cherry on top. The thing that was really doing it, though, was Sallie’s dick brushing up against Verosika’s bare legs. It actually made her squeal.