Devil’s Threesome in the Arkansas Ozarks

The following is an excerpt from my ultra-naughty debut novel Wild Nights of Arkansas Strippers: Based on a True Story.. I chose this scene, with its faux Satanic overtones, to share for free in November 2023 as I reflect on this book while preparing to unleash new fiction. Let me start by stating that I was proud of this novel upon its completion and have grown to like it more over time. If you’re into explicit hardcore erotica, this book is for you. In hindsight, however, I see different directions I could’ve gone with this project. Perhaps expanding each chapter into an individual short novel within a series. And I probably would’ve gone the erotic horror route. Making the two main characters vigilante serial killers and/or having them fight demons throughout Arkansas. That said, I will likely be revisiting this book and using it as the basis for all of that and more. Enjoy this wet and wild craziness in the meantime.

A feeling of awkwardness overcomes him. That happens on these rare occasions when he’s left alone at a party. Standing there in nothing but a g-string and cowboy boots. Not knowing what to do with himself. Although the show had ended, he finds it rude to dress and leave without marking the conclusion official with his client. Maybe he’s a little too nice for my own good. But it serves to endear him even further to his audiences. In this instance, he knows these girls will appreciate the gesture. So, he’s content to sip his drink. Imagining getting to know Sabrina and Christie even more intimately. Experience tells him that anything is possible.

“We’re sorry about that,” Sabrina returns with another Jack and Coke for Magnum.

“Thank you,” he takes a sip, “How is she?”

“She’s done for the night,” Christie informs him, “I think you wore her out.”

“I guess I tend to do that,” he laughs.

“I’m sure you do,” Sabrina smiles, “You don’t have to leave right away, do you?”

“No,” he shakes his head, “And you have nothing to apologize for. You all were amazing.”

“Aww… Thank you,” she gushes, “So were you.”

“Did we tip you enough?” Christie inquires.

“I’m happy,” he glances at the pile of cash next to his stripping bag.

“Wanna see the basement?” Sabrina gives Christie a devilish smile that’s returned.

“Ahh… The infamous basement,” he nods, “I have to see it now.”

“That’s right,” Christie giggles, “Follow us.”

Magnum follows Sabrina and Christie through the mysterious door. Closing it behind him. Still nearly naked as he walks carefully downstairs in pitch blackness. Wondering why no one has turned on a light. Wondering if he’ll ever leave this basement alive. All is quiet. Save for hushed giggling several feet before him. The dark void overwhelms his senses. Bright and deafening in its own macabre fashion. His body tingling from head to toe. Embraced from all directions by a malevolent force. It’s evil nature oddly comforting. Instilling within him feelings of confidence and security in its presence. Inviting him to partake in acts of debauchery so bad they’re good.

Suddenly, the entire basement is bathed in red. He can see it all now. The bare sheetrock. The exposed steel I-beams. The concrete floor painted black. In the center a giant pentagram. Inverted from the viewpoint of entering its domain. Painted in white, but red for all intents and purposes. Everything is red. The Ouija board set up in the corner. The large mirror adorning one wall. Presumably for summoning forth Bloody Mary. Sabrina and Christie are also cloaked in red. Standing naked within the pentagram. Each holding a sheathed dagger in both hands. “Under the Blade” by Twisted Sister comes at him from all directions. 

“A glint of steel
A flash of light
You know you’re not going home tonight”

He’s attempting to deduce how they turned on the power despite not being anywhere near a switch when they motion him to join them. Each taking one of his legs. Rubbing her pussy along it like a flesh stripper pole. Grabbing him by either arm. Dipping backward. They grow wetter. Making him bigger and harder. The girls stand before him. Laughing as they gaze into each other’s eyes. Deviously. Lustily. Each simultaneously tracing the other’s torso with her sheathed dagger.

“You wanted to know what we do for fun in Batesville?” Christie smirks at him, “Well, we’re about to show you.”

“Ever see a human sacrifice?” Sabrina asks him.

“You mean like the alligator scene in Brutes and Savages?” he responds sarcastically.

“Fuck no!” she scoffs while Christie sucks her tits, “Ooh yeah… Suck ‘em, baby.”

“Well, okay. We’re not talking about a real human sacrifice,” Christie explains as Sabrina returns the favor to her girls, “Oh God. They’ve been missing your mouth.”

“Really?” he laughs, “Color me shocked.”

“Whatever,” she shakes her head at him, “It’s more like a sexual sacrifice.”

“We just need to go ahead and show him,” Sabrina chimes in before looking at Magnum, “Pick which one of us you want to see sacrificed first.”

“Um… How about you?” he nods at Christie.

“Ooh…” she giggles at Sabrina, “Sacrifice me, baby.”

“You just wait,” Sabrina retrieves a weight bench from against the wall and sets it within the pentagram.

“A weight bench, huh?” he laughs, “That’s so Satanic.”

“Well, we’re all about to get a serious workout,” Sabrina chides him.

Magnum observes with great expectations as Christie lies on her stomach. Arms wrapped around the bench. Dagger still in hand. Legs wide open. Pussy just beyond the edge. Sabrina stands over her. Holding up a bottle of Astroglide. Letting it stream down onto Christie’s back. Sabrina unsheathes her dagger. Revealing its “blade” to be a silicon dildo. She rolls it across Christie’s back. Covering it with lubrication. Moving behind her friend. Penetrating Christie’s pussy with her synthetic manhood dagger. Christie embraces her makeshift rack even tighter. Moaning from Sabrina rapidly sliding the dildo in and out of her.

“What do you think, Magnum?” Sabrina asks while staring intently at Christie’s asshole.

“Sabrina, don’t just stare at it,” he grows ever more brazen in the moment, “Eat it.”

“I was getting to that,” she giggles, “You know? I think Christie’s face needs sacrificing too.”

“Mmm-hmm…” Christie enthusiastically sighs.

Magnum grabs a chair and sets it before Christie’s face. Removing his g-string. Sitting with his butt on the edge. “L.O.V.E. Machine” by W.A.S.P. stomps forth. She grips his cock tightly. Stroking it vigorously. Twirling her tongue all around his head. Making him throb. Body tingling. Juices flowing. She takes him deep in her throat. Licking every inch of his shaft. Bobbing her head up and down. He watches Sabrina. On her knees. Eating her friend’s ass. Teasing and caressing Christie’s tight butthole. Thrusting her tongue in and out. She’s no stranger to rimming. Now beside himself with excitement over meeting a kindred spirit in both heavy metal and eating ass.

“I think you two should switch,” Christie removes herself from Magnum, “It’s time to feel the real thing.”

Sabrina’s ass takes the place of Magnum’s on the chair’s edge. She holds onto Christie’s head as her friend wastes no time eating her out. Sucking her clit and lips. Tongue thrusting deep insider her sugar walls. Sabrina’s sweetness unleashing all over Christie’s face. Magnum drops to his knees behind Christie. Giving her pussy the same treatment. Devouring her juices. So warm and delicious. His inner devil in full effect. Inserting his middle finger inside her. Massaging her g-spot. Circling the delicate ridges of her butthole with his tongue. Pushing it inside. She rocks her ass gently against his face. Inviting him to enjoy her forbidden candy. Demanding it.

Christie trembles from his fingers and tongue, and he’s now ready to make her shake. Leaning over her body. Pressing the head of his cock against her pussy. She’s so wet that he has no problem sliding every inch of his manhood inside her. His pelvis smacking against her ass with each thrust. Faster. Harder. Fucking Christie while watching her consume her friend. Sabrina grinding her pussy on Christie’s face. Gazing devilishly at him. Their eyes speaking volumes to each other. Sharing a girl. Each getting off even more by watching the other have their way with her. Magnum can’t get enough of watching Christie eat Sabrina’s pussy. Sabrina can’t get enough of watching Magnum fuck Christie from behind. And Christie is about to explode from it all.

“Oh God!” she exclaims, “I’m going to fucking cum!”

“Do it, baby!” Sabrina orders, “Cum all over Magnum’s big hard cock!”

“Cum on my face, baby!” Christie instructs her.

“I am!” Sabrina cries, “While Magnum cums in your pussy!”

“Oh, fuck! I’m cumming hard!” he yells, “Let’s do it!”

He unleashes a tidal wave of white-hot cum inside Christie’s tight swollen pussy as her warm sweetness washes over his cock and pelvis. Streaming down his legs. Sabrina does the same on Christie’s face. Smothering her friend with her pussy. All three crying out in agonizing ecstasy. Then overcome with laughter. Shocked and elated about what they’ve just done. Giving in to temptation so easily and extravagantly. Not even the devil himself can hold a candle to their insatiable decadence right now. The trio basking in the afterglow of an act so incredibly immoral by conventional standards yet feeling so unbelievably right. Their shared carnal excesses truly a light of salvation cutting through the darkness.

“Now that’s what I call a human sacrifice,” he removes himself from Christie and stands before helping her do the same.

“Hells yeah it is,” Christie holds onto him, and Sabrina joins them for a three-way embrace as they kiss one another with reckless abandon.

“More drinks,” Sabrina announces while grabbing Christie by the hand and leading her upstairs.

Magnum stands alone within his new demonic red heaven. Boots still inside the pentagram. He’s never been much for religion or a believer in spooky kabuki stuff. Even if the latter does make for terrific arts and entertainment fare. But there’s real-life magic about this spot. About this entire space in general. An escape from the judgmentalism and false morality of the immediate world outside. A world in which adults can’t even legally purchase alcohol. How does that make any sense? And no matter what anyone would think if they knew what happens in this basement, he’s all too aware that truly evil things are happening in the homes of so-called “good people” at this very moment.

“We’re back!” Sabrina walks downstairs with Christie in tow, “Sorry, we were having girl talk.”

“Girl talk,” Christie hands him another Jack and Coke, “About your amazing cock.”

“Thank you,” he laughs, “For the drink and the compliment.”

“You’re welcome,” she smiles, “It’s true.”

“So…” Sabrina bats her eyelashes at him, “Will I get to find out for myself how awesome it is?”

“Give me a minute,” he sighs, “Someone just took a lot out of me.”

“Of course. I didn’t mean right this second,” she laughs, “The night is still young.”

“I’ll drink to that,” he raises his glass as Sabrina and Christie concur.

“You know,” Sabrina opines, “We’re not actually Satanists.”

“I know that,” he laughs, “I’ve known a few actual Satanists.”

“Really?” she inquires, “What were they like?”

“Kind of boring, to be honest,” he explains, “They spent more time rambling about their philosophies than living them. If you claim to be a hedonist, maybe you should do something hedonistic once in a while.”

“Interesting,” she ponders, “It makes me feel not so boring for being just a regular old Christian.”

“You’re clearly not a regular old Christian,” he shakes his head.

“I guess you’re right,” she laughs.

“We just like to have fun,” Christie puts her arm around Sabrina, “And we’re really good friends,” then kisses her.

“I can tell,” he agrees, “That’s great.”

“This is where fantasies are made,” she continues, “What’s a fantasy you’d like to experience? Although I’m sure you’ve already done everything you’ve wanted.”

“That reminds me,” he stares at them, “What was the deal with you two checking out my ass earlier?”

“Oh that,” Sabrina giggles along with Christie, “We were discussing eating your ass while watching you dance on Olivia.”

“I’m sure you’ve had plenty of girls do that to you,” Christie assumes.

“Not really,” he admits.

“Really?” Sabrina is surprised, “I was picturing you having a hot girl eat your ass while another hot girl sucks your cock.”

“That has never happened,” he confesses.

“Well,” Christie runs her finger down his torso, “Let’s change that.”

Magnum grips the steel I-beam above him. Struggling to stay on his feet within the pentagram. Still naked. But his cowboy boots remain. As they always do. He can’t see himself not literally dying with his boots on someday. And if he were to die right now, he couldn’t complain in the slightest. “Sucking My Love” by Diamond Head struts provocatively all around him. Sabrina on her knees behind him. Licking deep inside his asshole. Tasting him. Gently massaging every nerve ending with her wet and delicate tongue. She moans and whimpers with every lashing. As orgasmic as he is right now, he thinks she’s somehow even more turned on than him.

“Oh my God,” she sighs, “You taste so fucking good.”

Christie on her knees before him. His hard, throbbing cock deep in her throat once again. So warm and wet. Soft like velvet. Her tongue swirling around his head and shaft. His juices flowing like crazy. Pressing the tip of her tongue gently into his cock hole. Another orgasm overtakes him. Filling her wanting mouth with even more precum.

“Mmm…” she hums on his massive cock, “Your juices are yummy.”

“Ooh…” Sabrina removes her face from between his cheeks, “I need to taste them for myself.”

“Then give me a turn on his sexy ass,” Christie responds as they switch places.

Cold steel growing warm between clenched fists. Knuckles turning whiter as he grips for his life. Head tossed back in ecstasy. Pure decadence. The unadulterated hedonism others merely claim to embody. He’s living it. Eyes shut. Seeing all. Naked in every way imaginable. In the company of two naked girls he’s known for an hour or so. One sucking his cock. The other eating his ass. His manhood so ridiculously hard that it hurts now. Hurting wonderfully. He can’t remember the last time he felt so fucking alive.

“I love it,” Christie coos.

She alternates between circling his butthole with her magic tongue and sliding it inside him. He loves having his ass eaten, but not by just any girl. It’s so erotic and naughty, but also extremely personal. To encounter two girls at once he feels comfortable with letting pleasure his booty is rare indeed. As Christie pushes her tongue deep in his asshole, it pushes more of his juices into Sabrina’s mouth.

“Mmm… You taste delicious,” she moans breathlessly, “I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”

“I can’t either,” he pushes from his lips while digging his fingers into steel from another intense orgasm, “You know what?”

“What?” she looks with curiosity into his eyes.

“It’s time…” he lets go of the I-beam, “It’s time for another human sacrifice.”

“Fuck yeah it is!” Christie rushes around and slaps Sabrina’s ass, “Get on that bench, bitch!”

“Who are you calling a bitch?” Sabrina lies down on her stomach and embraces the bench.

“You, you nasty bitch,” Christie spanks Sabrina’s butt repeatedly.

“Oh really?” Sabrina laughs, “I think you’re the nasty bitch here.”

“Oh, I’ll show you a nasty bitch,” Christie grabs her dagger off the floor, “Spread those legs wide open.”

Sabrina obliges as Christie unsheathes her dildo dagger. Stroking it with a handful of Astroglide. Magnum returns to the chair. Sabrina resumes sucking his cock. Her tongue dancing seductively around his head. Along his shaft. Making his juices flow more rapidly than ever. She gasps and shudders from the sensation of Christie sliding the dildo inside her pussy. Gripping the handle tightly. Fucking her friend fast and hard. Christie spanks Sabrina’s ass with her other hand. Making her cheeks bounce before squeezing them. Then kissing and licking them. Until finally burying her face between them and eating her friend’s asshole.

“Oh my God, Magnum,” Sabrina sighs, “Christie is licking my butthole.”

“I see her,” he laughs, “You’re both a couple of nasty bitches.”

“Hells yeah we are!” Christie confirms, “You know you like it.”

“Of course I do,” he admits, “Who wouldn’t?”

“Oh my God, you’re making me wet,” Sabrina exudes breathlessly, “Both of you.”

“You’re both making me wet,” Christie concurs.

“Really?” Sabrina glances back, “Let me see.”

Christie switches places with Magnum. Tossing back her head. Eyes closed. Legs spread wide open. Sighing in pure decadence as Sabrina licks the length of her pussy from back to front. Deep inside her sugar walls. Losing herself in her friend’s sweetness. Every wave. Every drop. Teasing her clit. Then her lips. Sucking them with authority. Both girls trembling from behavior that is taboo yet comforting. Dangerous yet safe. Consumed with the unexpected purity of submitting to their sexual deviance. Contrary to everything they’ve been taught. Feeling so healthy and right that it’d be immoral not for them to indulge their carnal desires. To allow their friendship the opportunity to break down arbitrary barriers of mutual pleasure.

All concepts he has pondered endlessly as time goes on. Here he is again. Exploring the real-world legitimacy of these philosophies. “Thunder and Lightning” by Thin Lizzy setting the appropriate rhythm and pace. His tongue dancing on Sabrina’s clit. Deep within her soft velvety love tunnel. Making her even wetter from his oral lashing. Slipping his fingers inside her. Gliding his tongue around her pretty butthole. Trembling while pushing inside. Giving into anything and everything he wants to do with her. No fear. Giving himself entirely to his sexually dominant nature. Thrusting his tongue deep inside her ass. Because that’s exactly what he wants to do right now.

“Magnum’s tongue is deep in my asshole,” she looks up at Christie.

“Yes. it is,” Christie coos, “Watching him is making me even wetter.”

It’s all too much for Magnum. Rising and leaning over Sabrina. Gripping her ass with tingling hands. Plunging his massive throbbing cock all the way inside her pussy. So tight. So wet. His size forcing her to make room for him while clamping down at once. Yet her endless stream of girl juices keeps him on the brink of slipping out. But he’s determined to stay inside her. Thrusting deep and hard. Over and over. Pounding her pussy with reckless abandon. Fucking the absolute fucking fuck out of her. Shoving her face-first into her Christie’s pussy as she continues eating out her friend. He is truly living in the moment. Embracing his own devilish nature. Loving every minute of it.

“Oh God, Magnum!” Sabrina cries, “Don’t stop fucking me!”

“Magnum has his cock deep inside your pussy, baby,” Christie moans as Sabrina continues devouring her pussy.

“I’ve wanted his cock deep inside me ever since I first saw him online,” Sabrina confesses.
“Ooh… Me too,” Christie seconds.

He is overwhelmed with emotion by this. Responding by continuing to make Sabrina’s fantasy a reality. Fucking her viciously. She gushes forth a tidal wave of sweetness. Gripping his steel rod tightly. Rocking her ass and fucking him back. Making his juices flow nonstop. She begins squirting from the sensation of his head rubbing her g-spot relentlessly. All three moaning and screaming insatiably from the pleasure they each give and receive. A rigorous exercise in carnal gratification. The devil himself smiling upon them to the beat of eighties speed metal.

“Oh God, I’m cumming!” Christie squirts hot juices into Sabrina’s mouth and drenches her face.

“Me too! Fuck!” Sabrina unleashes burning juices all over him that makes his skin tingle even more.

“Oh fuck!” he can hold back no longer.

His cock erupts inside Sabrina’s pussy. Ejaculating so much cum that she can’t hold it all. Their combined love potion racing down their legs. He falls forward on her back. Christie leans in and holds him. They now feel a slight underground chill in the late April night air during their naked embrace. Comforting one another while coming down from their animalistic high. Shaking profusely from their mutual climax more than anything, however. Bonding in spirit as well as body tonight in multiple fashions. This moment representing the latest chapter in their one-night three-way romance.

They converse for a while. Until it becomes obvious that Sabrina and Christie, like their friends before them, have reached the end of the road for tonight. And now it’s time for Magnum to leave. Quietly making his way upstairs. Still clad in only cowboy boots. The girls upstairs still asleep. He dresses and packs his things. Sabrina and Christie watch in silence. Still naked. He senses melancholy in both. While he’d be down for staying the night, that would require some explaining in the morning. He embraces his new friends, soon to be old friends, one last time. Each kissing him goodbye. Batesville itself has passed out. All is silent as he drives through town and back to U.S. 167.

Magnum is starved following his action-packed night. Stopping in Searcy after rejoining U.S. 67 for a late-night supper at IHOP. The place is hopping with college kids from the nearby private college. One noted for its religion-fueled puritanism. He wants to instinctively assume not one of them had anywhere near the night he has. It’s a prudent assumption. They’re just kids. Innocent and wide-eyed. Seemingly ignorant to anything near the level of sexual debauchery from which he has carved a career. And that’s most likely the case. But he remembers how Sabrina and Christie came across initially to him. Innocent and wide-eyed.

He sits alone in his booth. Drinking coffee. Eating his omelet. Hopelessly reflecting upon his experience tonight within the general context of omnipresent Arkansas social conservatism. Privy to the façade that it is in many instances. An exercise in superficial morality. In maintaining appearances at all costs. A lie. And a dangerous one at that. Fascinated to no end by his extensive knowledge of what occurs beneath that surface. Wondering how far the depravity, both good and evil, extends beyond what he has witnessed firsthand. All bets are off after darkness falls. When the devil himself is watching.