Lustful Paradise

Overall, Sasha's apartment was the epitome of luxury and sophistication. It reflected her taste for modern and stylish decor and her appreciation for the finer things in life.

Soon, Sasha and Lucifer stepped into the spacious and luxurious living room, where the sun streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm and inviting glow over the modern decor.

Sasha's heels echoed against the marble floor, adding to the sense of sophistication in the room before she kicked them off and headed to the bedroom.

"Make yourself comfortable, boy. I'm going to take a shower. I feel sweaty and gross after the long night. I need a nice shower and some sleep." She called out over her shoulder, disappearing into the master bedroom and leaving Lucifer to his own devices.

But Lucifer didn't listen to her, and instead, he made his way towards the master bedroom, pushing the door open to see his Aunt Sasha in front of the large mirror that adorned one wall.

Her back was facing him, her long and silky hair falling over her shoulders, and she had already removed the cropped top, standing there in her short skirt and black bra.

Lucifer's gaze roamed over her body, taking in the curves and dips of her form. She was truly a sight to behold.

As she began to undo her skirt, the sound of the zipper filled the air, and he couldn't tear his eyes away.

A moment later, she shimmied out of it, revealing the full roundness of her ass, covered by black panties that molded to her shape.

Next, her hands moved to the back of her bra, unhooking it with practiced ease. She slid the straps off her shoulders, and the garment fell away, exposing the fullness of her breasts. She caught them in her hands, lifting and cupping them with a sigh.

Shortly, she turned her head, and her eyes met his in the mirror. He watched as her gaze flickered over him, a hint of surprise crossing her face before she seemed to catch herself and regain control. "So you've decided to ignore my words and join me here."

"Aunt Sasha, don't mind my presence. I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable, and I couldn't help but follow. Besides, I've always been drawn to beautiful things, and you, my dear aunt, are definitely a sight to behold." Lucifer's words were filled with a mix of sincerity and lust, his voice thick with desire as he took a step closer to her.

Hearing that, Sasha turned around to face Lucifer, a smirk on her lips, and she placed her hands on her hips. This caused her breasts to jut out, her pretty pink nipples hardening from the sudden exposure to the cool air of the room.

Lucifer's eyes locked onto her breasts, their size and shape mesmerizing him, but he didn't dare look away from Sasha's face as she continued. "Is that so? Just make sure to control yourself, boy. I am not a piece of meat you can drool over, but I don't mind if you watch. Just keep your distance, okay?"

With that, Sasha turned around again and reached for her panties, her eyes locked on Lucifer's through mirror, daring him to take her up on her challenge.

Before long, she slid them down, inch by agonizing inch, revealing her round and luscious ass.

Lucifer could see her pussy peeking between her legs. It was bare, and her lips were pink and plump. He felt a surge of arousal, but he controlled himself and nodded. "I'll try to behave."

With a small smile, Sasha stepped out of her panties and turned around, her body completely bare, her arms raised as she ran her hands through her hair, her breasts rising and falling with every breath. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to take a shower."

With that, she sauntered past Lucifer, her hips swaying in a seductive dance that had him swallowing hard, her perfume wafting over him, a mix of floral and fruity scents that only served to further entice him.

As Sasha disappeared into the bathroom, she left the door open, inviting him to follow if he dared.

And Lucifer did, watching her turn on the water and let it run over her hand, testing the temperature. Once satisfied, she stepped inside and let the water cascade over her body, wetting her skin and making it glisten.

He couldn't help but watch, entranced by the sight of her. Her hands ran over her breasts and stomach as she soaped herself up. His breath quickened as he watched her, feeling a stirring in his pants as she massaged her breasts and stroked her nipples, moaning in pleasure.

Without hesitation, Lucifer took off his clothes, leaving them in a heap on the floor, and joined her in the shower.

"Lucifer?" she said in a questioning tone.

But Lucifer didn't say anything right away as he couldn't control himself and stepped in behind her, wrapping his hands around her waist, his lips on her neck, and his hard member pressing against the crack of her ass.

"Aunt Sasha, you're so irresistible. I couldn't just watch and do nothing," Lucifer murmured as he kissed and licked the soft skin of her neck.

Sasha leaned back into his embrace, enjoying the sensation of his touch, but she knew she had to set boundaries.

"Well, if that's the case, let's just take a shower together then and see how it goes. I could use some company, after all. Just remember to behave yourself, Lucifer. And don't push your luck, or I will kick your ass out of my house," Sasha said with a mix of amusement and firmness in her tone.

Lucifer grinned and grabbed the body wash and poured a generous amount into his hands. He lathered up Sasha's body, running his hands over her curves, enjoying the feeling of her soft, wet skin under his touch. "Okay, I'll behave, Aunt Sasha; I will just enjoy this opportunity with you."