Cambrian’s Emporium of Everything (Multiple Settings)

Immodest (High School DxD)

Commission

Themes: Slutty, Cheating, Gangbang

Summary: In which an older Rias Gremory has reached the end of her rope. She's done sacrificing her own happiness for the sake of the world. It's time to let loose.

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“Another drink, ma’am”
 
Rias Gremory stifles the need to sigh as she nods to the bartender, who nods back respectfully and goes to mix her another of what she already has in front of her. Staring down into the nearly empty glass, Rias is left alone with her thoughts once more… not an enviable state of being considering the night she’s having.
 
It had been ten years to the day since she’d married Issei Hyoudou, the Red Dragon Emperor. A few years longer than that since she’d reincarnated him into her peerage as a devil, using all eight of her pawns to do so. Issei was a King in his own right by this point of course, with his own set of Evil Pieces that he’d used to expand his harem even further.
 
But Rias Gremory was and always would be his wife. That should have counted for something, right? That should have meant something. And to be fair, she was pretty sure it did. Issei loved her, Rias didn’t doubt that. And she thought she still loved him, even after all this time.
 
It was just… it was selfish. Her desires were purely selfish. Rias recognized that fact, and that’s why it was so hard to figure out what to do. But really, she’d married an infamous pervert. A lecherous lout. And she herself was quite the looker, right? So those two things combined should have meant she was constantly getting some from her husband… right?
 
You’d think so, but no. In fact, in the last ten years, Rias could count the number of times she and Issei had had sex on one hand. Just one hand. It was intolerable, especially for someone like her. She might not have had the reputation back at Kuoh that Issei did, but Rias was still a very sexual creature. She was nothing if not lustful. And yet, so rarely had she actually got to enjoy her lust.
 
Sure, she had intimate relations with some of the other women in her husband’s harems. The ones who were bisexual. Like Akeno, for instance. She and Akeno could get up to all sorts of shenanigans and it wasn’t really cheating, because they were both Issei’s women. Besides, it was always fun to tease Issei with pictures and videos of her and Akeno’s time together.
 
… It wasn’t the same as actually getting dicked down, however. Even with toys, it wasn’t the same. And frankly, as much as Rias loved her Queen, Akeno couldn’t completely quell Rias’ loneliness.
 
Of course, all of this wasn’t Issei’s fault. Not truly. That got back to Rias feeling like her desires were purely selfish in nature. See, Issei would have probably been fucking her every single night if he could. He would have been all over her every moment of the day, Rias figured. There were just a few issues with that.
 
Number One, his harem seemed to be ever-expanding. This one was at least a little bit his fault. Rias couldn’t exactly begrudge her husband his dream, not when he’d been upfront about it from the very first moment they’d met, but she COULD begrudge him being super bad at scheduling. Having dozens of women vying for his attention and not knowing how to manage them or even fill out a planner left Issei hopping around like a demented rabbit at times.
 
Number Two, he was incredibly busy even outside of harem shenanigans. Her husband might have started life as a lowly pawn, but he was also fortunate enough to be born with the Boosted Gear welded onto his soul. This made him the bearer of Ddraig the Great Welsh and gave Issei truly unlimited potential.
 
And he’d met that potential time and time again, Rias had to give her husband that. The only issue was… in doing so, Issei had become increasingly important. He was as powerful as a Great Satan at this point, the equivalent of a Super Devil. That meant when there were problems, he was almost always called upon to try and handle them.
 
Which brought them to Number Three. Issei’s Dragon Nature. Effectively, if there was any danger to Issei, to his women, or to his belongings, his body would enter combat mode and he would literally be incapable of having sex. It was a form of sexual impotency, though thankfully not a permanent one. There was just one big issue with that though… the world was never truly at peace. And the stronger Issei had gotten, the more people and places he’d come to consider to be under his protection.
 
He wasn’t a tyrant. He wasn’t a conqueror. He was a protector through and through. Rias loved that about him, truly she did… but she also hated it about him because it left her out to dry time and time again.
 
Case in point, Rias Gremory was sitting at this bar alone on the night of her ten year anniversary to her husband because Issei had been called away again to put out another fire. If he’d actually remembered it was their anniversary, maybe he might have asked someone else to handle the issue… but it was obvious he hadn’t.
 
No flowers. No chocolates. She hadn’t even gotten a kiss, because they actually hadn’t seen each other today. And sure, they were both busy people… but this day of all days?
 
The bartender returns and Rias sighs, taking the drink from him and guzzling half of it down in one go. As a Devil, her constitution is much stronger than a human’s… which is why she ordered the strongest possible drink in the place.
 
As she does so, she turns and looks behind her. It’s not just a bar, but a whole ass set up. But then, what could Rias expect from an American Establishment?
 
She didn’t want anyone she knew to see her tonight. She couldn’t go to any of her local watering holes, because someone who knew tonight was her and Issei’s anniversary would realize she was all alone. That had left Japan completely out.
 
Instead, Rias found herself at a rather rowdy place in the Southern portion of America. One where they not only had strong alcohol, but also a mechanical bull of all things. As she sips from the second half of her drink more slowly, Rias looks over at the riding bull and the group of men surrounding it, cheering on the guy currently trying to stay on top.
 
“You got this Bart!”
 
“Get ‘er done!”
 
They’re almost cute in how… stereotypical they all are. Except for one way, a way that Rias found most vexing. Nobody had tried to hit on her yet.
 
It wasn’t… it wasn’t like she wanted anyone to hit on her. Really! She would never cheat on Issei… even if he was never there for her. Even if he’d forgotten their anniversary… and her birthday a bit ago… oh and Valentine’s Day that year. Truly, she loved her husband, flaws and all.
 
But still, it would have been nice. A little bit of validation on a sucky night would have gone a long way. Unfortunately, the only person in the entire joint who had been willing to interact with her so far had been the bartender, and he’d been perfectly professional.
 
Rias knew why, of course. Back at Kuoh, when she was younger, she’d already been a stunner. A total looker. She was drop dead gorgeous even then, and she totally rocked the Kuoh Academy Girl’s Uniform with her beautiful, bountiful bombshell body.
 
Now though… well, she’d had over a decade to grow further. She was a little taller and she’d filled out even more in all the right places. She’d gone from drop dead gorgeous to damn near untouchable. And that was the issue. She was unapproachable. Not just because she was probably the most beautiful woman that these American Men had ever seen, but because she wasn’t actually a woman at all. Rather, she wasn’t HUMAN.
 
She was too perfect. Being a Devil made her beauty slightly supernatural, and the men were being scared away. Their own instincts were screaming at them that she was either a succubus out to steal their souls, or simply so far out of their league that they shouldn’t even try.
 
Of course, it didn’t help that she was wearing business casual attire. Between her suit jacket, pencil skirt, and thigh highs, she probably came across like some high-ranking business executive who could buy this whole place and have it shut down and bulldozed within a day.
 
All of that was to say, it didn’t make it suck anymore that nobody was so much as willing to spare her a second glance. Oh they’d all certainly check her out when they first noticed her, but upon realizing she was seemingly too good to be true, their gazes would stay firmly off of her.
 
Intolerable. It was all so… intolerable. And staring at the mechanical bull, Rias suddenly has an idea. Perhaps it’s a terrible idea. Perhaps she’s a little too drunk for this shit. But at the same time… she can’t help herself. Licking her lips, Rias looks down into her glass for a moment before draining the rest of it and putting it on the counter.
 
The bartender starts to move over to her again, but Rias is already standing up and unbuttoning her jacket. She pulls it off, revealing a sleeveless blouse underneath that barely manages to contain her massive breasts. Combined with her short skirt and stockings, she knows she looks good as she strides across the room.
 
Just in time too, because the guy who was already riding the mechanical bull is hurled off a moment later, right as Rias comes sauntering up. As the other men all either groan or laugh at the guy, Rias slips past them all before anyone else can call dibs on the bull.
 
Silence falls when the beautiful, vivacious red head hops up onto the mechanical bull with just a bit more strength then someone like her should have. As she straddles the machine, all eyes are suddenly on her in spite of their instincts telling them to stay away. Slightly tipsy, but mostly just lonely, Rias Gremory leans back and basks in the masculine attention for a moment, smirking softly. It was fine if they looked, right? It wasn’t cheating… it was just fine.
 
Of course, even the operator was staring. Eventually, Rias just has to look at him and raise an eyebrow.
 
“Well?”
 
That finally gets him back to work. Hesitating for a moment, he flicks a switch on his panel and Rias feels the bull begin to buck beneath her. However, it’s much slower and gentler than what the rider before her experienced. It IS still enough to make her breasts bounce in her blouse quite merrily, but Rias is never going to fall off like this.
 
“Faster!”
 
Her barked command is followed without question, and Rias gasps as she feels the bull buck beneath her, the saddle pressing up against her panty-clad crotch under her skirt. She shivers in delight, enjoying the fast-paced jolting motions more then she probably should have. It’s just… it’s been so long. Years, even, since her and Issei had sex. Toys just don’t do the trick, truth be told.
 
Though to be fair, this too is just one big toy. And it alone wouldn’t do the trick. However, the bull’s movements combined with all these eyes on her… Rias quivers in delight. She’s enjoying this far more than she should. In fact, she should probably put a stop to it right this moment.
 
“F-Faster!”
 
Instead, she demands the operator make the bull go faster… and he does. Her tits are truly swinging all over the place, even as her thighs are clamped down on the bull, straddling the mechanical thing quite easily. The truth is, even if it was turned up to max speed… Rias will never fall off. She physically can’t, not as a Devil. She’s so much stronger, faster, and more powerful than humans it’s not even funny.
 
Slowly, the crowd of onlookers grows. And slowly, they begin to realize that Rias is apparently a verified cowgirl, because she’s riding the mechanical bull like a professional. Her image as the unapproachable business executive is successfully tarnished as she moans and throws her head back, whipping her long red locks back and forth. Finally…
 
“Work it, girl!”
 
“Goddamn that’s impressive! You’re something else, lady!”
 
“Fuck yeah! Those have to be the biggest tits I’ve ever seen! Bigger than my head!”
 
“Hah, not bigger than YOUR head, Jeremiah! But certainly bigger than most!”
 
Rias beams, finally feeling a little less lonely. There’s nothing quite like knowing you’re desired. She would never let any of these men actually touch her, of course. She’d never betray Issei like that. But if Issei could forget their anniversary and leave her all alone to go and save the world for the umpteenth time, then she could let some strangers in a random American Bar stare at her, right?
 
“Take your top off!”
 
“Strip for us!”
 
“Show us those tits!”
 
Wait, what? Rias startles as the catcalling suddenly becomes far more… intense. Suddenly, they go from simply admiring her to actively demanding things of her. Taking her shirt off? Here, in this place? A scowl begins to form on Rias’ beautiful face. She might be a little tipsy, but she wasn’t THAT drunk!
 
However, before she can say anything, the operator suddenly turns up the speed again, this time without her input. Whether it’s because he sees her getting angry, because he simply wants to, or because he’s required to by his job or something… it doesn’t matter. He does it and before Rias can truly get upset, a fresh jolt rushes up through her body as the mechanical bull bucks even harder under her.
 
She blushes as a particularly wanton moan leaves her parted plump lips… and the men get even rowdier.
 
“Fucking bitch is loving it!”
 
“Enjoying the ride?! Then give us a show!”
 
“It’s only fair!”
 
… Maybe they’re right. Maybe… maybe it’s only fair. Rias shivers at the thought. She knows she shouldn’t. All of her previous excuses fall away if she goes down this path. And yet… and yet… she doesn’t want to disappoint her new worshippers. She doesn’t want the ride to end. She doesn’t want any of this to end.
 
Blushing profusely, Rias goes ‘no hands’ as she brings them up to her blouse and begins unbuttoning it instead. The crowd goes absolutely wild as she not only shows that the bucking machine can’t dislodge her, but also pulls off her top, showing her red lacy bra and her massive tits. She’d worn the red bra tonight because she knew it was Issei’s favorite and she’d held out hope that he hadn’t truly forgotten. She figured there was still a chance he might surprise her, and in turn she wanted to surprise him.
 
But… no. It was just her and a bunch of American strangers watching her ride a mechanical bull. And now without her top.
 
“Fuck yeah!”
 
“Wooo baby, now that’s a racy brassiere darling!”
 
“Someone was expecting to get down and dirty tonight!”
 
Rias blushes but also beams, enjoying the way their tones all turn positive again. Unfortunately, it doesn’t last long.
 
“The bra now too, darling!”
 
“We said we wanted to see those tits, didn’t we?”
 
“Come on babe, give us a show!”
 
… She doesn’t hesitate that long this time. Perhaps because it’s too easy. All Rias has to do is reach back behind her, unclasp her bra… and the rapid motions she’s currently going through atop the bull do the rest. The bra falls away and she finds herself with her chest exposed to the crowd, who all hoot and holler like it’s the best thing they’ve ever seen.
 
To be fair, it almost definitely is the best thing they’ve ever seen. Rias knows her worth. She knows her value. They’re all getting a positively spectacular show right now and she basks in their adoration and excitement, even as she bounces upon the bucking bull, her pussy sopping wet.
 
How can it not be? Not only is the bull stimulating her like nothing else by this point, but so are the men. They don’t even have to touch her either. They’re fucking her with their eyes as her massive tits bounce all over the place, her rock hard nipples on full display.
 
She’s giving them quite a show… and yet even then, it’s apparently not enough.
 
“Take off the skirt!”
 
“Show us those panties!”
 
“They as red and lacy as the bra, doll face?”
 
They were, of course. Rias blushes and does as she’s told, really enjoying it at this point. She knows she shouldn’t. Even discarding the fact that she’s a married woman, she’s also a daughter of House Gremory. She’s supposed to be above this sort of thing. She’s supposed to be better then these human men.
 
And yet, she needs this. She’s been so lonely, so repressed, and so deprived for so long that it’s like a switch has been flicked. Pulling off her skirt and revealing her red lace panties causes the crowd to go even wilder… and she thinks she even sees a couple of men with their dicks out, jacking off to the sight of her.
 
At this point, the bull is going full speed and she’s even wetter than before. She’s so turned on right now, she thinks that she might do anything these men tell her to do. Except… there are no more orders. There’s no more demands. They wolf whistle, catcall, and cheer her on some more, but they’re apparently done telling her what to do.
 
It’s a little disappointing, admittedly. But as Rias is expertly riding the mechanical bull, the thing spinning in a circle while bucking up and down under her… she finds herself noting the bartender over behind the bar that she’d left behind. He’s cleaning a glass, but like everyone else, he’s watching her with wide eyes and an open mouth, truly amazed by her.
 
In that instant, Rias has a dirty, naughty idea. A bad one, one that she knows she should discard immediately. And yet… she can’t help herself. She’s extracted all the fun and pleasure that can be had from the bull and the crowd surrounding her. And so…
 
Bull still bucking away rather wildly, Rias rises to her feet, showing off insane balance and dexterity as she stands astride the rapidly moving machine. Everyone gapes in amazement as she then does a back flip off of the machine, landing easily and sending her tits jiggling all over the place. There’s silence for a moment before the entire crowd cheers in delight. Rias just smirks and, wearing nothing but her panties, stockings, and heels, she collects her skirt, bra, and top and slings them over her shoulder as she walks back over to the bar.
 
Then, she walks back behind the bar, much to the surprise and confusion of the bartender. As he turns towards her, Rias gives him a bright smile.
 
“Still need to settle my tab, don’t I?”
 
And then drops into a perfect butterfly squat, disappearing out of the view of the rest of the establishment behind the bar, even as she reaches out and swiftly works open the bartender’s belt buckle and pants in record time. His cock comes flopping out onto her face and Rias doesn’t hesitate to take him into her mouth.
 
“H-Holy fuck…”
 
Heh, nothing holy about it, but of course Rias can’t say that with her mouth full. She just winks up at the bartender instead, bobbing up and down on his cock while fondling his balls with one hand and stuffing her hand down the front of her drenched panties with the other.
 
As she fingers herself, the bartender has to brace himself on the bar, groaning in appreciation of her efforts. And of course, the crowd from before can’t help but question him seeing as they can’t actually see what’s happening.
 
“Yo, is she sucking your cock back there man?!”
 
“Fuck, John is getting head from the sexy chick!”
 
“That girl is scary! Did you see that backflip?!”
 
“Yeah, what is she, some sort of big-tittied ninja or something?!”
 
Rias mostly tunes out their words, especially since they’re no longer talking to her really. In fact, after John the Bartender just groans and shakes his head, refusing to answer their questions despite it being obvious what’s happening, they mostly turn towards talking to one another ABOUT her instead.
 
Fine by her. She’s more than happy to focus on the sloppy toppy that she’s giving the bartender right now, swirling her tongue this way and that rather wildly as she watches him struggle to keep working even with her going to town on his dick. He deserves this sort of special attention. Why? Because he’s the only one who was even willing to interact with Rias before she got on that bull. And frankly, he’s handsome enough that she could see herself with him, under different circumstances.
 
Fingers working away at her own pussy, breasts bouncing with every bob of her head, Rias gets more and more aggressive as she goes, until she’s fully taking his cock into not just her mouth but down the back of her throat, vigorously deep throating his dick and face fucking herself in the process.
 
“Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!”
 
The noise from behind the bar is getting audible enough that she can hear patrons starting to comment on it as well.
 
“Shiiiit, listen to her go to town on John!”
 
“Lucky son of a gun!”
 
“She should give us all a little something too, don’t you think?”
 
“Bah, woman like that… she’s more trouble than she’s worth.”
 
“Yeah, you want a woman that’s a bit more modest than her.”
 
Heh, was that how they saw her? Was she immodest? Rias grins a little around the cock in between her lips, even as she fiddles with one of her nipples, pinching and tugging on it while bobbing up and down John the Bartender’s shaft. Of course she was immodest. She was a Devil, after all. Even if she was a daughter of House Gremory and supposed to be above all of this… it didn’t really matter.
 
That said, this spectacular moment couldn’t last forever. John was doing his best, but finally he was reaching his limit. His cock was throbbing, his balls were churning, and Rias could tell he was going to blow at any moment. With that in mind, she pulls back until just the tip of his dick is in between her lips, swirling her tongue around his cockhead rapidly.
 
She also gives his balls a good tug, causing him to groan and stop what he’s doing as he grabs the edge of the bar for dear life and throws his head back. A moment later and he’s emptying those churning balls of his into Rias’ mouth and right down her gullet, as she swallows every last drop without fail. Guzzling down his semen, she can feel it mixing with the alcohol already in her otherwise empty stomach.
 
Might have been a problem for a human, but Rias was a Devil and therefore made of sterner stuff than that. As such, when she pulls back off of his cock with a pop, she smiles up at the bartender, eyes twinkling merrily. Then, she rises out of her butterfly squat, standing at her full height once more.
 
The eyes of all of the men in the bar turn towards her and Rias can see the hunger there. But… even though she’s wearing nothing but panties, stockings, and heels, it’s surprisingly easy to reassert herself. To flip that switch of ‘unapproachable’ once more. Coming out from behind the bar with her head held high and her tits still completely on display, Rias doesn’t give any of the men looking her direction the time of day.
 
Unlike John, they didn’t earn anything more than to get to see her like this. That said… she’s not quite done yet. Hopping back up onto her barstool, Rias taps the bar and gives the flustered bartender she’d just sucked off a wide, megawatt grin.
 
“Another, please~”
 
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Even hours later, Rias doesn’t do anything with any of the other men in the bar. She does get free drinks for the rest of the night though, something she’s more than happy to take advantage of. She’s probably graduated from tipsy to full on drunk by the time she finally departs somewhere around two or three AM, but Rias doesn’t care.
 
As she stumbles out of the bar, she’s wearing most of her clothing again and only has her suit jacket slung over her shoulder. For a brief moment, Rias wonders if maybe she went too far. No, she knows she went too far. But… at the same time she can’t bring herself to feel all that guilty. Maybe it’s the extra dozen drinks she’s had doing the talking, but she doesn’t feel ashamed of what she’s done. Rather, she feels liberated. Free. Immodest, heh.
 
… But it can’t happen again, of course. She has to rein herself in and-
 
“Hey there gorgeous! Looking for a ride, sweet thing?!”
 
Rias blinks, startled out of her thoughts by the surprise catcall. Looking over, she sees a car filled to the brim with American Men. Half of whom are leaning out the open windows, grinning at her and crudely and crassly ogling her as they call out to her. She blushes at their attention, pleased to have gotten a completely organic response. Apparently she just had to get drunker first.
 
Of course, unbeknownst to Rias, this is not an organic encounter. One of the men back in the car had called these men and told them he’d found them their latest adult film star in the making, before sending a video of Rias’ performance on the mechanical bull. The guys had then rushed over immediately and had been waiting outside all this time for a chance to try and pick her up.
 
Unaware of this, Rias drunkenly considers the situation for a moment… before sauntering over to the car with a smile. Leaning down, she sticks her head through the window and grabs one of the men by his shirt.
 
“You want to give me a ride, hunk? You better be willing to put your money where your mouth is. Because if you can’t show me a good time, I’ll be VERY disappointed~”
 
There’s a brief pause as all of the men exchange looks at that… and then surge forward as one. Rias squeaks as she suddenly finds herself being yanked through the open car window, into the car. Her feet leave the ground and kick in the air for a second and to an outsider’s perspective it might look like she’s being kidnapped. But anyone who got close enough to try to help her would quickly realize appearances could be deceiving… as they heard Rias’ wanton moans and the smacking of willing lips on willing lips.
 
The whole scene only lasts a moment longer anyways before Rias’ wide ass and long legs disappear into the car altogether, the window rolling up and the car peeling away from the bar at rapid speeds. And with that, the guys had their newest adult film star. And Rias was about to have the wildest night of her life.

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Rias is giggling rather drunkenly as the men lead… or rather, drag her into their studio. Their hands are all over her, just like they were back in the car, and she’s moaning up a storm from all of the physical attention she’s getting. Especially on her massive tits. Rias’ breasts were her greatest asset but also her greatest weakness. She was, beyond a shadow of a doubt, deeply aroused whenever anyone ever played with her tits. Hell, even a stiff breeze could see her shivering in delight as her nipples hardened and she got wet down betwixt her thighs.
 
Of course, these men had been doing a whole lot more than a stiff breeze would have. Their hands were on her tits, in between her legs… just all over her body. And their mouths… oooh, their mouths were all over her face, lips, jawline, and neck. They were just plain going to town on her, and all Rias could do was lay back and enjoy it.
 
Though now they were out of the car and into the building proper, which meant it was showtime. There’d been confessions on the ride over, careful wording to see if Rias would be amenable to being an adult film star. She’d barely even had to think about it, truthfully. In the end, Rias had been thoroughly enthusiastic and fully onboard, which had surprised but also excited these men to no end.
 
More than that, after they got her initial consent, they’d asked all sorts of other questions as well. It was surprisingly wholesome in a way, how they wanted to make sure they didn’t go past any of her limits. Of course, Rias had greatly enjoyed the stupefied looks on their faces as they’d asked her so many things and she’d answered the opposite of what they were expecting time and time again.
 
Now that they were finally here though, some of the men are quick to break away and start getting the cameras ready. The moment that one is turned on and properly recording, Rias is dragged in front of it and bade to sit on a large black couch. She does so, but only while dragging two of the men over with her, forcing them to sit down on either side of her with their cocks out so she can stroke them off while smiling brightly into the camera.
 
“Alright lady… go ahead and say it for the camera, please. All that stuff you told us in the car, yeah?”

The guy behind the camera seems like he still doesn’t believe it. Most of the men almost seem to think they’re in a dream, which only serves to fuel Rias’ ego even further. Still, she understands why they might want to get it on film. Maybe they’re afraid she’s a honeytrap and this is all some sort of sting operation. It’s not, so Rias has zero issue being completely honest to the camera.
 
“Hello! My name is Rias, and these lovely gentlemen have propositioned me for a night of filmed passion! They’re going to fuck me in every last one of my holes, plow me silly, and make me their bitch! I’ve already told them they can go as rough as they like because I’m a masochistic fuck pig like that! I’ve told them not to hold anything back, and that they don’t have to wear condoms either!”
 
Here, Rias grins wickedly at the camera.
 
“Like I said to these handsome hunks, they should feel free to knock me up if they think they can! In fact, if any of them do manage to knock me up, I’ll gladly bear the child all on my own with no strings attached!”
 
The looks of disbelief on the men in the room are even better than they were back in the car when Rias had first said all that. None of them can quite understand how they got so lucky. Rias, meanwhile, just giggles as she continues to stroke the two cocks on either side of her, acting like a total ditzy slut. And maybe she is one, at least for tonight. She’s tired of holding back. She’s tired of restraining herself. So at least just this once, Rias has decided to let go.
 
“A-Alright… then I guess we can begin!”
 
Rias licks her lips hungrily as she looks at the two men on either side of her.
 
“Mm, and what would that entail, I wonder?”
 
Before either of them can reply though, a deep voice cuts in.
 
“Me.”
 
Rias looks over and her eyes widen in awe and delight as one of the biggest humans she’s ever seen stomps over to the couch. He’s completely naked, revealing a chiseled physique and a massive dick. The other two men she’d been playing with quickly vacate the piece of furniture, scurrying off to the sides to get out of the way of the utter Alpha Chad in their mix. As Rias rises from the couch and stares up into the tall, muscular man’s eyes, she can’t help but be hopelessly turned on.
 
“And how did I miss a hunk like you on the way over here?”

Grinning down at her, he strokes his cock in her direction, sending a flick of precum onto her tits that has Rias moaning softly in delight.
 
“I was the driver.”
 
Ah, yeah… that made sense. Rias involuntarily yelps when he grabs her up and begins tearing her clothes right off her body. Ripping noises fill the air, but nobody steps in to stop him… least of all Rias herself. After all, she’d told them to be as rough with her as they wanted!
 
To be fair, as a Devil, Rias was far more durable than your average human woman. Juxtaposed with her relatively low weight (most of it centered on her chest) and the hulking muscular hunk in front of her could lift her up and manhandle her all he wanted and she wouldn’t even bruise~
 
As he exposes her body, the man gives her an intense look.
 
“Got an idea. Always wanted to try it, never had the right girl. You down?”
 
Rias’ grin only widens further as she nods happily.
 
“Down for anything!”
 
And really, she is. Even… experimentation. And as it turns out, the position that he wants to fuck her in is very experimental indeed. Rias can understand why he wouldn’t have been able to go for it before, because it doesn’t just require his strength, it requires some active participation on her part as well.
 
Spinning her around, the guy lifts her into the air with his hands on her hips at first. So far so good. Then, he slams her backwards onto his cock, causing Rias to gasp in delight. No foreplay, no mercy, no hesitation. The cameras are rolling so everything is fair game now!
 
Once she’s properly impaled on his massive member however, that’s when things get really interesting. He moves his hands from her waist to her arms and grabs her by the wrists, pulling her comparatively thin limbs back behind her. Rias gasps and instinctively brings her legs up as well, locking them behind his back and crossing her ankles back there to keep from falling off his cock.
 
“Damn. Quick learner. And heh… knew you could handle it.”
 
It’s an absurd position to be in. If she didn’t have a Devil’s strength, Rias isn’t sure she could ever have maintained it for very long. It’s quite unique as well… but that doesn’t mean it isn’t incredibly fun! Rias moans as he uses his grip on her wrists to begin bouncing her back and forth on his cock. It’s like being in a sex swing, but without the actual swing. Instead, it’s just their mutual physical strength holding her up as she’s swung upon the man’s massive, fat dick.
 
Her pussy walls clench and squeeze around the first cock of the night, and Rias’ eyes roll around in her head, her tongue lolling out of her mouth in excitement. More than that though, she knows how this looks for the camera. Her massive tits are bouncing all over the place, almost smacking her in her face in the process. And the camera is capturing all of it, every last moment of the unique, rough, fast-paced airborne plowing that she’s receiving.
 
For a moment, Rias loses herself in the pleasure… but then the moment passes and she’s back in her right mind. Doesn’t mean she doesn’t want more of course, just means she’s cognizant enough to be able to ask for it.
 
“D-Don’t stop! Don’t, nngh, stop for even a second! H-Harder! FASTER!”
 
Grunting, the big muscled man fucking her does the best he can with her, of course.
 
“Fuck, you’re insatiable. And so damn tight… come on bitch, let’s put on a show.”
 
They definitely do that. Everyone sees Rias’ O-face, both in the room and through the camera, as she squeals and squirts, cumming over and over again from the man pounding into her. Still, she never loses her reverse hold on his waist. She never unlocks her legs even once. She manages to maintain her side of the position the entire time, even as he positively plows her into oblivion.
 
Until finally, with a triumphant roar that might have been overexaggerated for the camera or might have been entirely real, her first partner for the evening cums inside of her. He thrusts forward deeply into her cunt one more time, his big fat cock banging up against her cervix itself in the process. Her belly might have even bulged slightly with the head of his member, but it definitely does bulge a little once he’s done filling her with his seed, because his nice thick load has left her feeling bloated in a good way.
 
Of course, unlike Rias… he’s only human. For all his muscle, for all that his physicality is top notch, the first man to fuck her is still huffing and puffing like no one’s business by the time he’s done cumming inside of her. He takes a couple steps back with her still holding onto him in a reverse leg lock, and then collapses backwards onto the couch she’d been sat on previously, taking her with him.
 
Rias coos at him and pats the recovering man’s cheek before looking around as she waits for further instruction. Only then, looking at the other men in the studio, does Rias realize something… THIS was their porn star. He was the main man, the one they put in front of the camera, the one who fucked all the girls.
 
… And now he was having to catch his breath after just one scene. Well, Rias didn’t come here to take breaks. She came here to fuck and be fucked. Pulling off of the cock that just came inside of her as it starts to lose rigidity, Rias drops to the floor in front of the couch, crawling in a very seductive, very sultry pose as she bites her lower lip and looks around herself.
 
“You guys aren’t going to leave me hanging, are you? I need to be fucked. I need to be uuuused. Please… please don’t make me wait~”
 
Then, for good measure, she leans back on her knees and grabs hold of her own tits, giving them a nice harsh mauling as she moans all the more wantonly from the pleasure.
 
In the end, that’s all the men need before they rush forward into the camera shot itself.
 
“Oi! Be mindful of the cameras still, idiots! We still have a job to do!”
 
The producer, or whatever he is, does his best to corral them all, even as Rias giggles happily and lets them have their way with her. She finds her kneeling position being taken advantage quite rapidly, with one of the men clearly inspired by their main star. He grabs her by her wrists and yanks her hands back behind her, holding her in place while thrusting into her from behind.
 
Only this time she’s on her knees, not being held up in the air. This allows another man to stop in front of her, grabbing hold of her red locks and shoving her down onto his cock without so much of a ‘by your leave’.
 
“Gaaaaaaaaghk!”
 
Rias doesn’t mind though, not even as she chokes and gags on human cock. Their lusts have been ignited now. Their desires are running rampant. They can’t hold themselves back anymore and that’s good because Rias never wanted them to.
 
Spit-roasted between the two men who got to her first, she’s vaguely aware of the others all taking their dicks out and stroking them off in her general vicinity while they wait their turns. She doesn’t begrudge them masturbating to the view… it is an exceptionally hot one, after all. Instead, Rias focuses on pleasuring the men both behind and in front of her, gurgling happily all the while.
 
“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!
 
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
 
“Fuck yesss… you sexy fucking bitch… take it! Take my fucking cock!”
 
“God she’s such a fucking glorious cocksucker. This bitch was born to use those pillowy lips of hers for sword swallowing!”
 
Their degrading talk is probably at least partially for the porno that they’re filming, but that doesn’t stop Rias from enjoying it immensely. Just like she enjoyed all of the people talking about her back at the bar. She loves being talked down to, apparently. Especially when she’s getting fucked like there’s no tomorrow.
 
Eiffel Towered by the two men, Rias happily takes the spit roasting like the horny wanton whore she is. Though whore isn’t the right word… they’d offered to pay her for this and she’s turned them down. So really, she’s just a slut. A huge fucking slut desperate for cock.
 
Fortunately, there’s more than enough cock to go around. The men spit roasting her don’t last much longer, and actually cum one after the other. The one in her mouth receiving the full suction of her lips and the swirl of her tongue is the first to go, with him groaning up a storm as he half-cums down her throat and half-cums all over her face and tits.
 
Rias takes that load like a champ, even as the guy behind her doesn’t last much longer after seeing such a hot, enticing sight. He cums too, leaving another load of seed in her unprotected womb. She’d meant what she said though, before. The chances of a Devil getting pregnant were so tiny that if any of these men DID manage to get her pregnant, she would happily carry the child to term and raise them with all the tender love and affection that she had in her heart. Every baby Devil was a gift, after all.
 
Of course, once those two men are done, the next few all try to rush in at once, which doesn’t exactly work when Rias only has so many holes. Fortunately, the producer is quick to step in.
 
“Oi you lot! Get your shit together or I’ll put you all right back behind the cameras! Stop fighting and do it like this…”
 
In moments, Rias finds herself on her back, dealing with four men at once. One of them has her upper body twisted and turned so that she can suck and slurp at his cock from the side. A second one is buried deep inside of her, his hands gripping at her thighs as she spreads her legs for him and he plows forward with all of his human might.
 
The final two are kneeling on either side of her and Rias has her hands wrapped around their cocks, fondling and squeezing and stroking them to her heart’s content and much to their mutual enjoyment. Though because of the way she’s twisted to suck the cock of the man behind her, her arms are also reversed, leaving her tits sideways and half-pressing against the floor of the studio.
 
Meanwhile, above them all, cameras are brought in to get a nice, bird’s eye view of the gangbang scene. Rias doesn’t pay them much mind of course, but she does enjoy the thought of one day being seen by a bunch of horny humans in such a compromising fashion. For the time being though, she focuses on the matter at hand, on the pleasure of this experience, and on making sure the men surrounding her enjoy themselves as much as possible.
 
They fuck her relentlessly, or at least as relentlessly as humans can. Even still, a Devil’s stamina is not endless. Rias had initially intended to outlast all of them, to fuck and suck them all dry like a succubus of old, albeit with less actual life force draining and death involved. However, maybe it’s the drinks, maybe its all the fun she’d already had back at the bar… or maybe it’s just the pleasure of multiple explosive orgasms as she’s treated like a fuck toy by half a dozen horny men.
 
Either way, she finds herself growing slightly more beleaguered as time goes on. She stops egging them all on with words when her mouth isn’t full of cock and starts egging them on with moans and groans alone. Talking in coherent sentences becomes harder and harder for Rias, until ultimately she’s just crying out and cooing and moaning, all while cumming her brains out of her pretty red haired head.
 
They cum on and inside of her, filling her with their seed while also treating her like a canvas for their white ‘paint’. Rias loses track of just how many loads she’s taken, and distantly finds herself wondering if the sheer amount of sperm overflowing into her womb might actually increase the chances of a pregnancy properly taking.
 
… If it did, then she would have to share her findings with her peers back in the Underworld. There were plenty of female devils who would be willing to set aside their pride and let a bunch of nameless humans run a train on them for fun if it gave a higher chance of impregnation, after all.
 
Ah, but she really was nearing the end of her rope if she was starting to fall off into tangents like that. In fact, Rias suddenly realizes that she’s not being fucked after what had felt like hours of being gangbanged. Blinking, she looks up just in time to have a bucket of water dumped on her.
 
A squeal leaves Rias’ lips as she’s semi-cleaned off, plus brought back to the land of the living. Her head clears up for a moment and she looks up to see the first man looming over her once more. The studio’s actual male pornstar seems to have recovered from their first time, and his cock is ragingly erect once again. It even casts a shadow over her face as Rias gets to her knees and tentatively reaches for it.
 
But before she can grab ahold of his cock and put it in her mouth to begin worshipping it with her tongue, the musclebound man grabs hold of her hair and spins her around, drawing a yelp from Rias as he-
 
SMACK!
 
“Eep!”
 
A squeal leaves her lips when his hand comes down on her ass in a strike that causes her to involuntarily lift her big fat bubble butt into the air like the bitch in heat that she is. Then, he goes a step further by grabbing under her thighs and forcing her up off of her knees, her feet spreading in each direction as she winds up doing the splits for him.
 
Not all the way down though, its only a half-split because before she can actually go any deeper, he’s thrusting into her from behind, catching her in her current position. Rias moans and groans, supporting her weight on an arm and hand in front of her to avoid her tits being pressed into the floor. Likewise, the man has gathered her red locks up into a makeshift ponytail that he’s wrapped around his hand before making a fist, grunting as he pulls her head back and forces her spine to arch while pounding into her from behind.
 
“Heh. Not as tight as before, are you? But we can fix that, slut.”
 
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
 
Rias’ squealing, mewling cries fill up the room as she finds out his solution for her loosened cunt. Namely, spanking her ass with his free hand, smacking her bubble butt cheeks like the pair of bongo drums they might as well be. And he’s right too. Each and every blow to her ass causes Rias to tighten up all the more as she’s fucked hard in her pussy, which at this point has taken a dozen creampies.
 
She’s been fucked so much and so hard that if she weren’t a Devil, or if any of her lovers were Devils, she’d pretty sure they’d be fucking her womb itself by this point. Her cervix is only able to withstand the mighty battering rams being slammed against it as though it were castle gates simply because she’s made of sterner stuff than any of these men.
 
However, just because she’s tougher doesn’t mean she’s invincible. Her eyes rolling back in her head, tongue lolling out of her mouth completely, Rias distantly notes that the man fucking her from behind has positioned her to face the cameras once more. They’re all picking up her truly delirious expression as she cums again and again for him and his big fat cock. The pleasure is simply out of this world, and Rias wants nothing more than to bask in it forever.
 
And the best part is, this new position is a lot less taxing for the man who’s now fucking her. More than that, she thinks he must have taken something before returning for Round Two, because he’s a lot more vigorous and rougher than she would have expected him to be. The exhaustion is gone, almost like the physical exertion had never happened. And when he finally cums inside of her again…
 
“Don’t stop, bitch. We’re not done yet.”
 
Rias moans as she’s pulled back by her hair. The man drags her backwards until he’s sitting on the couch again, but this time it’s not because he’s spent, but merely because he wants to make her do all the work for a time. Something that despite her beleaguered state, Rias is all too happy to do. As the cameras move forward and follow them, Rias slowly raises herself up her current lover’s cock.
 
He grunts in warning, but he needn’t have worried… she’s not stopping. She’s just getting into position. Planting her feet on the couch cushions on either side of his barrel-thick, muscular thighs, Rias spreads her legs nice and wide, biting her lower lip as she finds her equilibrium… and then begins to bounce. As she does so, she can hear the amazed murmurings of the other men in the room, many of whom were spent by this point after fucking her several times apiece.
 
“H-Holy shit, this chick is superhuman.”
 
“She really is something else… how does she keep going like that?”
 
“It’s the heart of a slut blazing inside of her. Look at her, she’s tired… she just doesn’t care.”
 
Rias chooses to take their comments as praise, basking in their words and smiling as she performs squats upon the man beneath her, constantly bouncing herself upon his utterly magnificent cock. At the same time, she realizes that this isn’t enough. She wants more than just this… mechanical up and down motion.
 
And so she starts to move her hips as well, remembering the feel of the mechanical bull from back in the bar. It never did the same thing twice. It never just went up and down, it was all over the place and all around. With its movements fresh in Rias Gremory’s mind, she begins to mimic the way her hips had gyrated atop it just a few hours ago. She starts to wildly ride the cock beneath her, obscenely thrusting and shaking her hips all over the place.
 
At the same time, her tits are also bouncing all over the place, jiggling as Rias wiggles the rest of her body, acting like they’re experiencing localized seismic events as Rias moans and follows her basest of instincts. With a big smile on her face the entire time, she gurgles happily, feeling almost at home like this… as a huge wanton slut being turned into a pornstar for the first time.
 
“Oi! Babe! Give us some peace signs for the camera!”
 
Huh? Rias doesn’t quite understand the producer’s instructions at first. What’s a peace sign? Beneath her, the male pornstar chuckles, no doubt sensing her confusion in how she falters in fucking herself on him for a moment.
 
“Like this, girl. It’s also a V sign… for victory.”
 
He helps her lift her arms up and perform the ‘peace signs’. Just her index and middle fingers with the rest of her fingers curled back. Holding them on either side of her head but turning them inward so the tips of the fingers are pointed towards her eyes.
 
“Fuck! That’s perfect!”
 
Rias realizes just how the pose makes her look, even as she continues to wildly bounce up and down on the cock below her. She looks even more ridiculous than before, even more humiliating and embarrassing. Frankly, there will be no coming back from this.
 
… But she doesn’t care. It’s so fucking hot, making such a hot and sexy mockery of herself and all she supposedly stood for by coming here and doing this. She can hardly believe just how much she’s let go… but it feels good. She was clinging so hard to everything before but she never realized how much fun she was missing out on.
 
At long last, Rias Gremory is at peace. At long last, she’s found her true calling. A big smile on her face, making peace signs at the camera, Rias giggles and speaks straight from her heart.
 
“I’m so happy being a fuck toy for these men I just met tonight! I’m nothing but their sexy sow, here for them to plow to their heart’s content! This is the best night of my entire life!”
 
A roar of approval comes from all the men who she’d fucked and been fucked by. Even the producer has a big shit-eating grin on his face… probably because he’s considering how much money this video is likely to make him. Rias just basks in their praise and adulation, until finally the one beneath her grabs her by the hips and slams her down onto his cock to deliver one final load.
 
Rias isn’t sure how she knows it’s over. But it is. The moment he cums inside of her one last time, he pulls her off of his cock and drops her down on the couch beside him so that the cameras can zoom in on her panting, heaving, well-fucked body. The conclusion actually feels quite… natural in a way.
 
She gives the cameras a tired smile… before an idea comes to mind. See, some of the men almost look a little discouraged. Beaten, even. But the truth is, they don’t realize it… but Rias lost. She lost to their cocks. There was no way she could keep going after this. Moaning, she makes a point of saying as much, even as she reaches up and gropes at her own tenderized tits.
 
“Mmm… I lost~ I lost to these men and all of their big fat cocks. They totally overwhelmed me! I’ve always considered myself an insatiable succubus of a woman, but tonight… tonight I truly met my match! From this point on, I’ll be their whore! I can’t imagine going back to my old life. So from now on, I belong to all of the men in this room! I’m just a wanton slut who needs to be fucked, and for the first time in my life, I’ve been completely and utterly conquered!”
 
Silence falls at that part, save for the producer. But even he sounds a little shaky when he finally finds his voice.
 
“A-Ahem… c-cut. That’s… that’s a wrap, folks.”
 
All of the men are looking at her like they could hardly believe their ears. Like they still weren’t sure she was even real, despite having spent the last several hours fucking her every which way.
 
Finally, beside her, the main man himself, the only guy who was clearly built to be an actual pornstar, clears his throat and looks at her curiously.
 
“That last bit… that was just for the cameras, yeah? You said some pretty crazy things there. You were just making for a good ending though, right?”
 
Rias just grins in response, deciding to leave him… all of them really, guessing for now.

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