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sketchfanda · 9 months

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A Little Moxxie Love: Getting Peg’d!!

One of these days Moxxie knew he was going to have write up a complaint and he was damn well sure he wasn't the only demon in hell, be they Imp, Hellhound or what have that was sick and tired of this. Satan, Lucifer or whoever in all the 9 circles and in the human world had made things way too complicated with all this malarkey regarding summoning rituals and spells. How was any hellborn supposed to go about their day and business without suddenly finding themselves in the living world because some college girls wanted some easy shits and giggles or something? granted in his case it hadn't helped he was still reeling from a recent case of summoning involving one very horny gothic size queen slut bimbo Satanist.....it took him days to recover.

But that little digression aside as we come to our resident favourite little possum imp boi having once again found himself called up to the living world more out nowhere than a Diamond Cutter (yeah that's right Orton fanboys, come at me!!). He seriously had to wonder where people in the living world were even getting the means to call up some of hell’s denizens, let alone himself of all imps and yet here he was. Called up by some kid called Pistol, her brother and his friends and why? Well besides the fact that said brother had come across the ritual on the internet (because of course what couldn't you find online these days), the reason being was that they needed a small favour from the imp.

The favour in question was if he could take their mom out....no not like his usual assassination work for I.M.P, as in like on an actual date. It seemed that Pistol and PJ (that was the brother's name) had felt their mother had been in a bit of a slump since divorcing her husband, but really who could blame her after that bloated gasbag of a used car salesman up and left her for a younger woman?!! Now Moxxie wasn't certainly any kind of gigolo, mind you (but to Millie and the other ladies in his life? He damn sure as hell was quite the lover) but he was a gentleman by nature and his dear mama, rest her soul, had taught him as such. Besides which he couldn't exactly go back to Hell until he'd fullfilled the requirements of his summons.

So of course here he was entering some quite little classy Bar and Restaraunt in Spoonerville on his way to meet his "target" for lack of a better word. All he had to do, according to PJ and Pistol, was show up, get to know her a little then wine and dine her. Boost her confidence and make her feel like she's still a catch, simple as that and honestly he couldn't see any problem with that. After all Millie pretty much set him up on ocassions and meetings like this plenty of times back home.

Don't ask, his wife was just kinky as all fuck like that, really it was one of those quirks he loved about her, wild and exhausting as it could be. One quick mirror check as he adjusted his adorable little bow tie and the imp (not a possum, thank you) was making his way to the bar where he found Peg sitting and waiting. Looking like she’d rather be anywhere else but where she currently was right now but damn if she didn’t at least put in the effort to look more than presentable. If anything she looked damn good as Moxxie got her attention by taking the seat next to hers.

Peg:*quirked a brow as she eyed Moxxie with a mix of puzzlement, no doubt curious. Then again it wasn’t often Spoonerville had imps or any denizen of bell in their neck of the woods after all.*”Ah well far as blind dates go….you’re rather easy on the eyes at least. So stranger, what part of the line world my kids dredge you up from?” *the divorcee remarked with a slight snark in her tone, playful and amused somewhat. Resting her head ion her palm as she leaned an elbow on the bar, sensually crossing her long, toned legs together.*

Moxxie:*a bit stunned seeing Peg up close, given she’d aged like a fine wine and compared to the picture she was shown with how she made herself look for this little get together, he was a bit speechless. Before he shook his head a bit, getting his wits together answered her.* “Oh hmm uh well nowhere in particular, just the south. The Deep South….”*Oh if he could call a hole to open uop and take him back to hell right now, cringing at the obvious bad joke. Peg staring at him like he suddenly grew two heads that told her cats were dogs and Christmas was in July.*

Peg:*couldn’t help but blurt and let out a playful laugh, she wasn’t sure why that joke was funny when the punchline made no sense, assuming it was a joke. Seeing Moxxie smile with relief as she calmed down, now seeming like she could get a bit more into this casual date.* “So stud, buy a lady a drink?”*Of course a little liquid courage and a touch of the Irish would certainly help to lighten the mood. And this little guy seemed to know his way around a woman.*

Moxxie:*Looked to the bartender as he signalled for two drinks. A simp,e beer for himself and whatever the lady was wanting of course as he placed some money on the counter. Good thing he had some living wood, currency for necessary occasions. Looking to make small talk with the MILF as they waited to be served.* “So come here often?”

Seconds passed into minutes which made their way into an hour tax the imp and single mom chatted away back and forth. Moxxie of course as always was winning her over with that natural charm of his, which for Peg made it easy to trust him and let down her guard and open up. Of course the booze was definitely helping in that regard as she found her filter cut loose and made the time and opportunity to vent. Mainly about what could’ve been and what and how she really felt her ex-husband.

Peg:*slightly red faced as she sipped on her latest drink, tipsy and oh so vocal.*”And oh of course, I sold houses but him? He felt he was the bone bringing in the big bucks with all his crappy used cars and RVs the blowhard!! And don’t get me started on the sex!! Consider it a miracle the tub of lard even gave me two kids!!”*the surly milf spat, hiccuping slightly. Moxxie of course just sitting there as he listened, idly nursing his own drink and meal. Peg wasn’t the first dunk lady he’s entertained and been a confidante for, lushes were nothing new to him.*

Moxxie:”So I gather….”*Making a gesture for her to continue and go on. As he looked to the bartended and signalled a refill for her to which the the dude obliged. Not questioning the how and why of Moxxie’s odd appearance, after all the guy was a very generous tipper. And title was intriguing to see this scene play out.*

Peg:*Chugged down her current glass with a swift swig, placing it down as she grasped the newest and freshest drink. A quick sip as she continued her ranting.* “I’ll say this, i could’ve been getting it good with my next door neighbour since high school! And I know that Goof is packing, he remarried you know!! And she is a hottie!! Lucky gal, I can hear them at night!! You know you kind of remind me of him in some ways….”*The divorcee stopped her liquor fuelled verbal tirade as she looked Moxxie over once more. If as giving herself a second opinion compared to her early first impression, silently humming as her booze addled brain worked its way through her inhibitions.*

Moxxie:*Quirked a brow at Peg’s sudden silence, confused and concerned.*”Uhm ms.Peg? You alright there?”*The imp suddenly found Peg grab him by his collar and bow tie, pulling him towards her as she pressed her lips to kiss. A deep, passionate kiss filled with days, weeks to months of god knows how much want and desire. Not just from her divorce but years of pent up unsatisfied carnal needs from a sham of a marriage.*

The bartender as well as some onlooking patrons and waiting staff couldn’t help but stare wide eyed with shock and fascination as Peg deepened the liplock between her and Moxxie. The divorcee clearly using a lot of tongue as her free hand caressed his Snow White hair and those curled striped horns, moaning as she memorised his taste. Soon breaking for air as a trailing stand of saliva broke between them, looking at the stunned imp’s glowing golden eyes, her gaze half lidded and sultry, burning with lust. Panting wantonly as the dam burst inside of her, arousal coursing through her very being.

Peg:*Cupped Moxxie’s face, caressing with her thumbs as if wanting to make sure this wasn’t some dream or mirage, making sure he wouldn’t disappear. Leaning in close as she whispered to him, lips inches away from kissing his once again, feeling like she could taste something exotic. As if kissing him was like kissing any and every other woman he’s been with. It just seemed to awaken Something within her.*”No more talk…..me, you, my place, now.”

Moxxie:*Despite feeling like a mouse cornered by a hungry cat, this wasn’t his first rodeo. After a woman jn this state was never too fucked to drink and she was never too drunk to fuck, as Verosika would say. Looking to the bartender as he held up a hand, tone direct and no nonsense.* “Check please…..”*After all it was best not to keep a lady in the moood waiting too long.*

A quick taxi cab back to her place and Peg was all over the imp, making out with him with a lusty thirst that out even the most hormone addled teenager to shame. The single mom quite impressed at a little show of strength as he carried her all the way into the house and up the stairs to her bedroom. Which only served to further turn Peg on as Moxxie placed her on the bed, ceasing their make out as he made moves to start takin off her dress. Only for Peg to halt him as she pressed a finger to his lips, sensually shushing him as she made him sit on the edge of the mattress.

Peg:*smiling with literal and figurative drunk lust as she slid off to kneel on the floor, kissing Moxxie as she began to undress him. His shirt, coat and bow tie going and his pants following as she made to remove the last obstacle in her way. That being His boxers as as she grasped the waistband and tugged them down and gasped as his big red alpha imp cock sprung forth to embrace the freedom of the open air.*”Oh….my…fucking god…handsome where have you been all my life?” *The pent-up milf remarked with lusty admiration as she grasped and began to stroke his shaft in her hand, in awe of such length and girth.*

Moxxie:*pants and shudders as he found Peg begin to plant licks and kisses on his cock. Her thirst and hunger for a good, hard fuck showing through as she latched her lips around the shaft sn began to perform a powersuck blowjob.* “Oh I’d say still pretty much the Deep South….”*Not a total lie, after all Hell was about as Deep South as you could get, as he felt a rush of pleasure sure along his spine as he felt Peg suck and blow on his cock. The milf practically willing to suffocate attempting to deepthroat him as god knows how much unscratched itches for her carnal needs made themselves known.*

it wasn’t surprising thst Peg was eventually naked as well, her wanton desires being sated in ways she never imagined as Moxxie managed to change them up from getting fellatio from her to eating her out. His long and skilled imp tongue plunging away as it worked her slit over, making her toes curl and her spine tingle, arching her back as she grasped this horns of his. The bedroom echoing with her deep moans of bliss as she felt herself taken to new heights of ecstasy she never thought or imagined possible. So thankful PJ and pistol weren’t in the house right now because no way would they be getting sleep this evening!!

Thiugh the same wasn’t going to be said for the rest of the neighbour hood that was for damn sure, as Peg soon experienced first hand what a select few women in hell and the living world knew. As good as Moxxie’s foreplay game was, his skill at using that length and girth of his was a whole different and erotically exciting thing altogether!! Her bedroom now being filled with the heavy thuds and creaks of bed springs and the echoes of skin slapping, pussy hammering, primal rhythm of a woman having the best fuck of her life! And every single horny slut in Spoonerville was going to know it!!

Peg:”Ooooh fuck oh god fuck me oh fuck me you little red Casanova!! Fuck me like you’re gonna put a baby in me!!”*The divorcee hollered as Moxxie fucked in a part way between a mating press and a missionary position. One of her luscious legs draped around his waist, the other pushed back until her ankle was beside her head, hands grasping the bed frame for dear life. As the imp pumped and thrust his cock like a jackhammer, her stomach bulging as it indicated how deep his penetration reached. And she loved it, nevermind the fact she was experiencing orgasms non stop from the moment he went down on her.*

Moxxie:”Why any man would divorce you is beyond me…”*The alpha imp gentleman quipped, kissing and licking along Peg’s neck and shoulder as he took the milf in a prone bone postion. Pelvis hammering against her jiggling, bubble butt with meaty claps as Peg was gripping and biting the sheets. As if Moxxie hadn’t been just making work of moulding the walls of her pussy to the shape of his cock, he was breaking her mind with her first real experience at anal. And she fucking loved every second of it, that fat lardball blowhard shallow ex-husband of hers would never have had the cajones to even rim her!!*

What was more exciting for Peg was she didn’t even care about the fact Moxxie was doing her raw, after all why deprive such an amazing cock the thrill of cumming inside her? The rush as his White hot baby batter would erupt and flow into her womb flooding her brain with mind numbing, spine tingling pleasure as this alpha male proceeded to out her ex to shame and then some!! Especially when he hasn’t yet gone soft despite the amount of times he had cum so far, it was like this stud had the staying power and stamina of a sex god, porn stars weren’t even this good!! And she was loving every fucking moment of it!!

Any passers by or neighbours couldn’t help but eavesdrop and overhear Peg’s lusty wanton screams of passion and cries throughout the night. Howls and remarks like “Ooh daddy don’t stop!”, “Aaahn 7 times and you haven’t pulled out?!”, “destroy me you short king! Make me your bitch!!” among other such lewd obscenities made women blush and make waterfalls between their legs wondering what sort of absolute unit could make Peg Pete feel such pleasure. Some like Sylvia next door got so riled and worked up that they pounced their respective lovers to scratch their own itch, such was how contagious and infectious Peg’s state of horniness was. Not that either Peg or her imp stallion knew or realised it as they were still busy going at it long into the night.

Minutes passing into hours as every climax made Peg forget about spiting her ex, just forget about him in general as Moxxie rocked her sexual world. Cowgirl in forward and reverse, doggy style, seated lotus, spread eagle, anal and oral but ooh she couldn’t get enough of whenever he fucked her pussy with that dick of his. The bedroom was becoming a scene like a wrecking crew had passed through it, the bed demolished with the sheets stained with a mix of sweat and sex juices. The walls and the windows baring telltale signs of body imprint marks as Peg found herself unknowingly joining quite a distinct and illustrious club of women who share a deep affection and love for the sweet little imp boi as he continued to shower her with infernal pornographic pleasure.

Such pleasure that continued even into sunrise, until finally laying together in what remained of the bed by noon, Peg wearing a blissful and contented smile as Moxxie spooned her. Basking in the afterglow with no doubt plans to continue right where they left off soon as they recovered and regained their energy, possibly starting off with a hot steamy shower together. To call that blind date a success was an understatement as Peg wasted no time in wanting a second date which had pretty much been a week long marathon fuck session. Followed by the two parting in very affectionate terms and exchanging numbers which lewd to some details revealed that made Peg realise the meaning behind that Deep South joke, not that she was complaining mind you.

Suffice to say, Pj and Pistol had found themselves getting quite a generous increase in their allowances and Peg of course now found her personal planner being marked with dates for when she’d feel the need for her new favourite little imp to come on by and see if maybe this time around he’d rut her enough thst it was guaranteed she’d have a baby. The newly imped Milf humming sensually as she showered, stealthfully playing with herself thinking of the next fuckathon to look forward to with Moxxie as she stepped out to dry and style herself off. Brushing and blow drying as she shot a deadpan side glare at the lens of the camera being wielded by the private investigator spying on her, no doubt being paid by Pete to check and see if she was missing him. To which she flipped the bird sand felt the wheels turn in her head as to how to really spice things up with her favourite little imp….ooh this was going to be fun…

To be continued? We will see