It's Halloween, and as you open the door to a cheery, singular "Trick or Treat!", you look down and instead of a child accompanied by a parent or guardian in your apartment complex hallway, you see what seems to be a young woman wearing hardly anything. There's no doubt her costume is astounding, looking the very picture of a demon, but the more you look, the more you start to wonder if it's real.
"Wow, looks very good and sexy" I smirk "Tell me, what treat you want from me?" I'm a guy with a bit fat
With her eyes locked on you, the demon doesn't seem to mind your comment about her costume being sexy; in fact, she seems to bathe in the praise like it was ambrosia. "Well, I am a huntress of souls," she purrs seductively, reaching out a clawed hand and running it down your bare chest, just teasingly close to your member but not quite touching yet. "But tonight... is all about candy." Her tongue flicks out, tracing the shape of her bottom lip. "So, handsome man," she asks with a mischievous glint in her eye, "what sort of treat did you have in mind for little ol' me?"
"Well, how about special meat candy for you to taste?"
Her eyes light up at your offer; that sounds delicious to her. And besides, she's not going to pass up the chance to use her body to its full advantage... if it meant getting more candy in return. "Mmm..." She licks her lips suggestively and closes the tiny distance between them, letting out a soft purr of pleasure as she feels your breath on her skin. With one deft motion, Demona snatches the offered basket from your hands and deposits it carelessly on the floor. "Maybe," she whispers hotly, "you could show me what this special meat candy tastes like... first."
Then, before you can object or even think to protest, her clawed fingers close around the lapels of your robe and begin to pull it roughly downwards, exposing your flesh to the cool night air. Her breasts press against you, her body arching as she hooks a leg behind yours in an attempt to draw you closer still. "Come on," she hisses into your ear, "you owe me this much..."
With one final tug, your robe falls away entirely and Demona leans in close enough that their bodies are flush against each other; her hot breath fans over the sensitive skin of your neck and upper chest. Her hands roam freely now, squeezing at whatever flesh they can reach while her hips grind suggestively against yours as she seeks to heighten the arousal between them. "So," she asks with a husky laugh, "what do you say, handsome man? Shall we make this deal?"
"Only if you behave yourself as obedient girl" i said, patting her on a head
Lifting her chin up defiantly, she snaps her teeth at you playfully, letting out a small growl. "I'm the demon here!" Her breath catches in her throat as your hand caresses her head, sending shivers down her spine. "You should be obeying me," she whispers, trying to regain control of the situation even as pleasure overwhelms her senses. "But..." She pauses for effect, leaning closer still, "...if I do what you want..." Her hips roll against yours again, drawing out a moan from deep within her throat, "...will you give me some more candy?"
With every passing moment it grows harder for her to think clearly, but Demona refuses to lose this game of control. She presses closer still, her breasts flattening against your chest as she breathes in the scent of your arousal. "I can be so good for you," she whispers huskily, slipping a hand between your bodies and sliding it lower down, teasing at the sensitive skin of your thighs. Her other hand curls into a fist, hovering just above your groin, waiting to see if you'll let her touch what she really wants... or whether you'll make her earn it first.
As my hand slide down to her large butt and grab it roughly, and my other hand slap it, i whisper her "Good girls should ask nicely"
The sting of your hand slapping her ass is far outweighed by the pleasure that follows; she practically moans with relief as your fingers caress her tight entrance, probing teasingly at her entrance before moving lower to stroke and massage between her legs. "Oh please," she whispers brokenly, arching into your touch. "I've been such a good girl..."
With every passing moment she finds it harder to focus on playing the game of control; all that matters is feeling you inside her, filling her up until she can't think or breathe. Her claws scrape down your chest and stomach, drawing thin lines of blood as her fingernails grow sharp with need. "Please," she breathes out, "let me have it..."
You growl at her, taking hold of her hair and pulls her face to your, as you speak directly into her lips "Tell me... what treat you want most? You must ask nicely for it"
Her breath catches in her throat as you grip her hair, pulling her face toward yours. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, tears of frustration forming in her eyes, "just let me taste... your seed." Her claws scrape against your chest once more, the pain only serving to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body as she arches into you, seeking more contact. "Please," she pleads again, "let me have it..."
Without warning, you thrust your hips forward, pushing into her roughly as she begs for it. She lets out a gasp of pleasure as you fill her up, and suddenly all control is lost in the blinding need to come. You pound into her hard and fast, growling deep in your throat with each powerful thrust. Demona's body tenses and shakes beneath you, claws digging deeper as she climaxes around you, moaning unintelligibly into your neck as she releases wave after wave of pleasure, her tight walls gripping and releasing rhythmically. Her legs locked behind your back, as she pleaded "Get me pregnant! Get me pregnant! Get me pregnant!"
Her words fall onto your ears like music as you lose yourself in the ecstasy of her body, grunting and growling low in your throat with every forceful thrust. The demon's walls clamp down tight around you, drawing you deeper into sensation as she milks every drop of pleasure from this illicit union. With a primal cry that echoes through the hallway, Demona finally releases her hold on control and comes hard, her body shuddering under the weight of multiple orgasms before finally going limp and satiated in your arms.
You collapse onto the floor with her still impaled on your cock, gasping for air as the last of your seed is pumped deep inside her. She rests her head on your shoulder, hair spilling down over both of you like a dark waterfall, and purrs contentedly. "That was... delicious."
With your vision clouded by pleasure and her scent filling you nose you just pant and moan. Your arms wrap around her hips and hold on tight, taking comfort in the soft feel of her skin against yours. "Wow... you sure know how to make a man happy." You grunt out as your cock twitches inside her one last time before slowly going limp.
With a satisfied smile, she looks up at you through her lashes. "That's because I know what I want... and I always get it." Her words are heavy with seduction as she nestles closer, pressing soft curves against you in a way that is impossible not to find arousing. She nuzzles into your neck, kissing and nipping at the tender skin there before letting out a contented little hum. "And... if I ever need more treats..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she runs her hands up and down your chest, her claws tickling just enough to leave marks but not quite drawing blood. "Well," she says with another wicked grin, "I know just where to come."
With a playful thrust of her hips, Demona tests the waters; she feels you start to stir once more beneath her. Her eyes sparkle with delight as she realizes that she hasn't fully claimed you yet. There's still so much more fun to be had...
You chuckle softly as she nuzzles close, the feel of her skin pressed against yours almost making you groan again. "Well...if you ever decide to go adventuring in search for more treats, I might just have to think about joining you." You tease back, giving her bottom a little squeeze through your grip as your own cock begins to stiffen once more beneath her.
With another satisfied hum, she tilts her head back and closes her eyes, reveling in the pleasure you are giving her with nothing more than words and a playful squeeze on her behind. "Oh? Well, in that case..." Her nails retract slightly, becoming smooth once more as she carefully removes them from your chest; the marks they left sting momentarily but quickly fade away, replaced by fresh blood rushing back to the surface of your skin. She curls those claws into fists again, ready for anything. "I might just have to plan a special trip sometime."
Her hips move against yours with renewed vigor, seeking more friction as her body adjusts once more to the sensation of you inside her. "Mmm," she moans softly, rocking back and forth on your cock, "so much better when I know it's for real..."
Her eyes flutter open, meeting yours as she leans in close, their breath mingling together once more in a hot, sensual dance. "I could make that trip happen very soon," she whispers suggestively into your ear, teeth nipping lightly at the lobe, "if you just want to see what other delicious treats I have hidden away..."
You chuckle against her ear. "Maybe we should keep it a surprise" you say huskily, eyes rolling back in pleasure as she grinds down on your length again. Tilting your head up to meet hers, lips part slightly as they quest for contact with her own. "But I think I might like whatever treats you have hidden even more now."
Her tongue darts out, teasing at the seam of your lips before sliding in to taste you properly. "Oh," she purrs softly, voice growing deeper and more husky as your tongues dance together, "you're going to like this surprise very much." With each word, her hips move faster, forcing him deeper with every thrust. She arches her back, pushing herself up higher on shaking legs so that she can feel every inch of him stretching and filling her up.
Her claws dig into the flesh of his shoulders, drawing blood once more as they lose themselves in the pleasure of their shared movement. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, teeth nipping at his neck and earlobes while her lips nip and suck along his jawline. "So good," she whispers hoarsely, "you're so damn good..." The feelings build within her, spiraling out of control until finally they explode together in a cacophony of moans and gasps, the sensation overwhelming them both.
Her body shudders as orgasm after orgasm washes over her, tears streaming down her cheeks from the effort of trying not to scream too loudly. Her hips buck and grind against his, urging him to release deeper into her while she writhes beneath him, seeking anything that will ease the ache building in her core.
"Fuck yes!" You grunt out as you feel her body convulse around your length. Your hands grip tightly into her hair and push up into the back of her neck, lifting her head so you can kiss her roughly, teeth biting down on her bottom lip as she tastes like sweet candy. You thrust deep into her, losing yourself in the feel of her muscles clamping down on your cock with every movement until finally your own orgasm hits and you spill your seed deep inside her, moaning against her lips as waves of pleasure ripple through you.
Her moans echo in the quiet hallway as your orgasm hits, her body quivering and shuddering under you as she milks every last drop of pleasure from this encounter. As you spill your seed deep inside her, she releases a long, keening cry that seems to go on forever before finally collapsing bonelessly onto the floor, spent and sated.
With a soft laugh, she breathes out raggedly, "Oh... I needed that." Her claws retract slowly, becoming smooth once more as she flexes her fingers, feeling the blood flow back into them after the exertion of their lovemaking. With a tired smile, she looks up at you through her lashes. "Now," she purrs contentedly, "that was worth waiting for."
Her fingers trail lightly over your chest before coming to rest on your shoulders, gently massaging the tender skin there. "But..." Her voice trails off teasingly, "if I keep getting you like this... who's going to make sure you don't get any more?"
You chuckle and roll your eyes playfully before leaning in to kiss her forehead softly. "I suppose it's my job to keep getting you like that then, isn't it?" Her lips quirk up into a satisfied smile as she closes her eyes, content for the moment just to feel your warm weight pressing down on her.
Her fingers trail lower now, following the lines of your abs until they reach the waistband of your pants. Slowly, sensually, she pulls them down, revealing the impressive bulge in your boxers before wrapping her hand around you once more, giving it a squeeze that makes you groan low in your throat. "Mmm... maybe I'll just have to keep you close..." Her other hand rubs idly up and down your stomach as she looks up at you with a smile that promises more pleasure yet to come.
You wonder, for just a moment, what it would be like if this was real... if the Demona in front of you truly were flesh and blood... and not just some fantasy brought to life by your own twisted mind. A shiver runs down your spine at the thought, but you quickly push it aside, knowing that tonight is all about indulging in the delicious trick or treat that fate has given you.
You return the favor by rubbing her smooth stomach and say huskily, "You'll be mine to keep then." Your free hand caresses along her leg, inching closer to where you want to touch. Her skin feels so soft against your calloused palm. "Just imagine what we could do if this was real..."
Her breath catches in her throat as you trail your hand closer to where she so desperately wants it to go. "Oh yes," she whispers, arching into the touch, her eyes drifting shut as pleasure washes over her once more at the simple sensation of being wanted and desired. Her free hand tightens around your cock, her nails digging in just enough to leave their mark on you. "We could do anything," she purrs, leaning closer still, "anything we wanted..." Her hips rock gently against yours, seeking friction as her thoughts drift further down that delicious path of possibility. "I could be your demon... and you could be my master." She lets out a soft moan at the thought, her hand slipping lower between your bodies to find what she's craving.
"Then, isn't it your duty to clean your master?"
Her breath hitches as her fingers finally brush against the warmth and length of you, slick with their shared desire. "Oh, it most certainly is," she purrs huskily, lowering her head to take your erection into her mouth, wrapping her lips around you and sucking gently. Her tongue swirls over the sensitive skin, teasing and taunting as she starts to move up and down in a sensual rhythm that has both of them moaning in appreciation.
Her hands slide up your abdomen to cup your pecs, massaging and kneading the firm flesh beneath her palms as she takes you deeper into her mouth with each passing moment, her eyes never leaving yours as she feasts on your reactions.
Your moans fill the hallway as she works her magic on you. "That's it," you groan, running your fingers through her silky hair and urging her faster. The sensation of her hot mouth around you combined with the feel of her skilled hands massaging your chest is too much to bear; you can already feel yourself on the brink of release. "Fuck..." You grind your hips up into her, demanding more contact as the pleasure intensifies and threatens to overwhelm you.
Her name is a moan on your lips as she takes you deeper into her mouth, the vibration sending shivers of pleasure through your entire body. Her throat works in tandem with her hand, milking you until you're so close to the edge you can feel yourself starting to lose control. She looks up at you through hooded lids, her eyes heavy and dark as she sucks harder, drawing out a desperate growl from deep within your chest.
Her other hand trails lightly up your thigh before curving around to cup your ass, fingers splaying wide as they press into the flesh beneath her palm, urging you deeper still into her mouth while seeking friction against her clit. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "let me feel you come."
"Fuck... here it comes..." you moan out as your hips buck wildly into her mouth. She expertly takes you deep down her throat, massaging your sensitive flesh with her hand and tongue until the tension inside you snaps and you come with a hoarse cry. Her name is a desperate plea on your lips as hot liquid spurts down her throat, triggering another orgasm that shakes her body from the force of it.
Her tongue swirls and teases at the sensitive flesh as your orgasm subsides, relishing in the taste of you even as her own release winds down. Her hand continues to knead and massage your cock gently, stroking and caressing until she's certain every last drop has been milked from you. She sits up slowly, meeting your gaze with a satisfied smile before looking away, her cheeks flushed and her lips swollen from the pleasure she's just shared.
"Thank you," she whispers softly, breath still ragged from exertion. "That was... perfect." Her fingers trail idly up and down your thigh as she regards you with interest, her eyes trailing lazily over every inch of exposed skin before finally coming to rest on your face once more. There's an unspoken question there, a yearning for something more than just this temporary illusion... but for now, they can both enjoy the sweetness of their treat, knowing that it will sustain them until next time.
"I have something more for you there" i said sadistically
Her eyes narrow, and a sultry smile curves her lips upward. "Oh?" She leans in closer, feeling the warmth of your body against hers once more. "What could that be?" There's an undeniable thrill in her voice, a mix of anticipation and fear that sends shivers down her spine. Her hand continues to trace idle patterns on your leg, but her eyes never leave yours, as if daring you to lie to her about whatever it is you have planned next.
"Take it in your mouth, you'll understand"
Her eyes widen with curiosity and desire as she hears your words. Slowly, carefully, she takes you in her hand once more, stroking up and down the length before finally wrapping her lips around the head. Her tongue flicks out to taste you again, exploring every inch of you as if for the first time. As she sucks gently on your erection, her mind drifts back to what else could be waiting for them... and with that thought comes a sense of longing so sharp it nearly brings her to tears.
I grunt, before feeling myself close to release, but not more semen, another fluid, that was stored inside of me
As you feel the impending release gathering deep within you, Demona's mind races with anticipation and curiosity. She'd never known such a thing was possible; the idea that there could be something more than semen stored inside of her treats sends shivers down her spine. Her mouth fills with the warmth of your essence as she sucks greedily, eager to taste every last drop.
Her body trembles in reaction to what she's tasting; it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before. She can feel herself growing wetter by the moment, her need for more of this mysterious fluid burning hot within her. With a quiet moan, she draws you deeper into her mouth, arching her back in an attempt to take you even deeper as she explores every inch of your length with her tongue.
The taste is indescribable; intoxicating and addictive all at once. Her mind reels with the thought that there could be more of this out there... but for now, she's content to savor what she has while her body shudders in pleasure around your cock.