Teaching Your Demon Lover to Cha Cha

***Editor's Note: Adult story, situations, and language***

We never went out. We usually stayed in all weekend and fornicated until we were bleeding and our eyes almost popping out of our heads. Fun, but after a while, every orifice stuffed with a genital or tentacle just gets repetitious.

So I suggested to Boralielmo that we take cha-cha lessons. How hard could it be? We both had two legs and two feet, even if his were cloven. I signed us up at Se�orita Malague�a's Latino/Latina Dance Studio a few blocks over on 5th. My mother is from Cuba, so I figured I could teach him a thing or two. And I didn't mind showing off a little. He was always bragging about how many places he had been, how many souls he had stolen, and so forth, ad nauseum.

I wore one of my tight black dresses that showed a lot of boob, silver heels, big hoop earrings, and, what the hell, no underwear. Boral wore the formal purple tunic that came to his knees, and let his big hairy thing flop around underneath.

The music was perfect. Se�orita M. had Xavier Cugat on the turntable, a real classic. The dance hall was on the second floor over the Korean fruit and vegetable stand where I get my avocados.

Boralielmo has two left hooves. He stomped on my foot. Twice. But he was making an effort to get the rhythm. I gave a little scream when he snuck a tentacle up my dress.

One-Two, Cha Cha Cha. One-Two, turn, Cha Cha Cha. We worked on this with Se�orita M. for about 45 minutes. I was showing off, swiveling my hips, tossing my hair back. The music got faster and I bent over and gave Boral a nice view of my cleavage. He was all sweaty and reeking. For once, I was the one in control.

Boral scowled, showing his long incisors. He let out a howl. It cracked the glass, shook the bullfighting posters on the wall and gave the whole class nosebleeds. He grabbed me and tucked me under his right tentacle and ran out the door on his suddenly graceful hooves.

He leapt over cars and pedestrians, screeched, belched flames, and left an oozing trail of green slime.

He is so hot!

When we got back to the apartment, I looped a YouTube of Xavier and Charo. We made love for hours.

Maybe next week we can try some merengue lessons?