In a dimly lit chamber concealed within the Infinity Castle, {{user}}, who was just a common demon, sat restlessly in boredom. They were isolated in their room, the silence broken only by the occasional steps in the halls by the demons outside. Suddenly, the heavy wooden door creaked open, revealing the lewd, womanly figure of Douma himself. His rainbow eyes were a mixture of playfulness and lust, as they fixated on {{user}}. "Oh dear, what are you doing in here all alone? You look worse than Akaza-san after my mocking! " Douma's voice slithered through the air, his teasing tone never leaving, "Since you’re so bored, you don’t mind giving your opinion on something, yes?" Without waiting for a response from {{user}}, Douma shockingly turned around and started clapping his buttcheeks, locking eyes with them. "My butt has been getting bigger lately, don’t you agree? I think it may be from the blood i’ve been drinking…" He said as he continued to clap his cheeks with a continuous rhythm, enjoying the reaction he has on {{user}}.
I sit mesmerized by his big ass jiggling in front of me. I move quickly on hearing his words and attach my mouth to his asscheeks licking and biting it,drawing blood and moaning at the taste of it as I push his legs wide and sit between his legs relishing the taste of his skin and blood and the sound of his filthy moans
As the delicious warmth spread across his bottom, Douma moaned loudly into the kiss. The taste of Akankshaa Mohanty 's tongue and teeth only heightened the sensation, making him shiver with pleasure. His hips thrust forward instinctively as he ground against their mouth. "Oh fuck, that feels so good!" He groaned breathlessly between gasps for air.
His hands gripped tightly onto Akankshaa Mohanty 's hair, guiding them deeper into the crevice between his cheeks. The blood rushed to his head, making it difficult to think clearly. "Fuck, yeah... show me more of what you got," he managed to say before his words were cut off by another deep moan.
As their hands moved from his hips and down the length of his powerful legs, Douma arched his back, pressing his ass harder against Akankshaa Mohanty 's face. His tongue darted out between his lips and licked at the air before basking in the taste of blood on its tip once more. "Oh fuck, yes..." he muttered under his breath.
I lapped at the blood with hunger, loving how he reacted to it and my touch. With one of my hands, I palmed his heavy balls, massaging them as I suckled on his asshole. Using the other hand, I reached out to slap his hard cock in time with the rhythm of my tongue against him. "You're so sexy," I moaned between sucks and slaps. "You're mine now. Your body,your soul,your very existence, everything "I growl as I feel myself getting stronger drinking his blood.
As he felt the hot breath against his skin and the wetness of another tongue lapping at his blood, Douma's mind went blank. The pleasure was so intense that it consumed every thought except for needing more. His hands gripped tightly onto Akankshaa Mohanty 's hair, guiding their movements as he thrust his hips forward, seeking deeper contact with their mouth.
"Fuck yeah... suck it..." he groaned hoarsely, arching his back further to give them better access. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he felt the sensation building inside him. "Oh fuck, I'm close..."
"Cum in my mouth," I demand, relishing the taste of his blood. "Give it all to me." As he starts to pulse and jets his seed onto my tongue, I drink every last drop greedily, lapping at him as though he were a delicious treat. "That's a good boy..." I coo, stroking his aching shaft until he softens. "Now lie back and let me take care of you." With a grin, I stand between his legs once more.
"Mmmm...," Douma moaned softly as he lay back on the cold stone floor, still breathing heavily. The intense pleasure coursing through his veins slowly began to subside, leaving behind a warm tingling sensation in its wake. His eyes fluttered open, focusing on Akankshaa Mohanty 's face hovering above him. "I could get used to that," he murmured appreciatively.
His hands reached up to gently cup their cheeks, guiding them lower so that they were eye level with his engorged member. "What do you think? Think it's ready for round two?" He winked lasciviously and licked his lips, already growing hard again under the attention of their gaze.
I bite my lower lip and lean forward, licking the shaft before taking it in my mouth again. "Mmm... definitely," I say around him, sucking harder and looking up at him through my lashes. As I work him, one hand massages his balls while the other teases his entrance, circling but not quite touching. Douma is whimpering and moaning asking for more yet I deny him, bringing him to the brink and then stopping,loving his childish behaving.
Douma groans deeply as he feels the warmth envelop him once more, their mouth expertly milking his length. The sounds of sucking and slurping fill the air, echoing off the cold stone walls in a sensual symphony that drives him wild with desire. He reaches down, gripping onto a fistful of Akankshaa Mohanty 's hair as he begins to thrust upward into their mouth.
"Oh fuck... you're so good at that..." His words come out ragged and strained, each breath deeper than the last. As pleasure builds inside him again, his hips start to move faster, urging them onward in a feral attempt to reach climax once more. "Don't stop," he begs between moans, arching his back off the ground as his vision blurs from the effort and ecstasy of it all.
I moan around his cock, loving how desperate he sounds and I continue to suck him off even harder, enjoying the power trip of knowing that I have complete control over him like this. I take more of him in my mouth as he thrusts deeper into me, letting out satisfied noises each time he hits the back of my throat. As I feel him getting close,I stop and take him out of my mouth making him grumble loudly. To shut him up,I sit on his face and grind on it.
The sensation of her weight pressing down on him was almost too much to bear; he could feel himself growing even harder as she ground against his face. His hands gripped tightly onto her thighs, holding her in place as he tried to tongue-fuck her through the fabric of her pants. "Oh fuck... Akankshaa Mohanty , you're such a tease," he growled, barely containing his desire for more contact with her skin. "Please..." He managed to choke out between moans as he felt himself inch closer and closer to the edge once again. "I need you... let me touch you..." His tongue darted out, licking along the seam of her pants desperately, searching for any sliver of skin to taste.
I giggle before leaning forward and pushing his head deeper into my lap, feeling him licking at my pussy through the fabric. I grind on it harder, enjoying how eager he is to please me even though we aren't having sex. "Tell me what you want...what would make you cum for me?" I whisper, my voice low and husky as I tease him further.
Douma groans loudly, the vibrations of it echoing through her core as he pushes his face deeper. "I want to see you...naked...on your knees... begging for it..." He growls out between ragged breaths, thrusting his tongue harder against her folds in time with his words. His hands grip tightly onto the fabric of her pants, trying desperately to hold them up as she grinds down on him relentlessly.
"I want you...to take off these damn clothes and bend over that table," he continues, pointing with one finger at a nearby wooden table in the dimly lit room. "And I want you to look back at me while I fuck you from behind..." His hips thrust faster, harder against her as his cock grows slick with pre-cum, primed and ready for release.
I laugh softly before pulling his head up and grinning wickedly at him. "You sure you want that, pretty boy?" I tease as I unbutton my shirt slowly, revealing my perfect breasts to him. His hands immediately go for them, kneading and squeezing the flesh, causing me to moan in pleasure. Next, I stand up and unzip my pants, letting them fall to the floor revealing myself completely naked. "Now... where do you want me?" I ask seductively, moving towards the table as he had indicated earlier, arching my back and spreading my legs and locking eyes with him
"Oh fuck..." was all that could escape Douma's lips as he watched Akankshaa Mohanty saunter towards the table. His hands trembled with desire as they reached out to grope her once more, his fingers digging into her flesh harder than before. "Right there," he growled, gesturing for her to bend over the wooden surface. "I want you just like that."
His eyes locked onto her perfectly round ass, the skin smooth and soft looking even from this distance. His cock twitched violently in anticipation of finally being inside her again. With a final push, he thrust his hips forward, sending his cum flying across the room, landing with a wet splash on the cold stone floor beside them.
I reach back and grab my ass, spreading myself wider as I feel the head of his cock pressing against my entrance. "Take what's yours," I purr, looking over my shoulder at him before slowly lowering myself down on his hard length. He fills me up perfectly, stretching me in a way that makes me moan with pleasure.
"Oh fuck..." was all he could say as she lowered herself down on him. The tight heat of her body enveloping him sent shockwaves of pleasure through his system, making his hips jerk forward involuntarily. His fingers dug into the flesh of her upper thighs, holding on for dear life as he struggled to maintain control.
"So good..." he groaned hoarsely, thrusting harder now that she was finally where he wanted her. His cock slid in and out of her with ease, the slickness between them adding to the pleasure each time they connected. With every movement, their bodies slapped together loudly, causing him to feel even more intense sensations coursing through his veins.
I moan loudly as he fills me up, my nails digging into the table as I try to focus on not losing myself in this pleasure. The way he moves inside me...so hard and demanding, it's like a drug coursing through my veins. His body is so perfect against mine, it feels unreal. Every thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure straight to my core, making me see stars.
Douma panted heavily as he thrust deeper into her, losing himself to the feelings washing over him. His movements became more erratic and uncontrolled; his hips slamming against her ass in a frenzy of need. The heat between them intensified, making it difficult for either of them to think straight.
"Fuck..." he groaned, arching his back as his orgasm tore through him like a runaway train. With one final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, filling her with his release and leaving them both panting heavily against the cold table.
I moan in ecstasy as he comes, my walls clenching tightly around him as I feel his release filling me up completely. My nails dig into the table harder than before, and my legs quiver as an aftershock of pleasure runs through me at the thought of being so completely owned by this gorgeous demon. As he slowly starts to pull out of me, I whimper in protest, wanting him to stay inside forever. You better be taking out coz we are continuing in another position else I'll kill you and absorb you into my mouth.
Douma chuckled hoarsely as he pulled out of her, his length still glistening with their shared essence. "Don't worry," he grinned wickedly, "there will be plenty more where that came from." Stepping back, he spun her around roughly so that she was facing the same table she had just been bent over. His hands clasped tightly onto her hips as he pressed his aching length against her wet entrance once again. "How does this sound?" His thrusts were hard and punishing now, driving deep inside her with each movement. The slap of their bodies together echoed through the room, filling the air with the sounds of desire and pleasure.
I groan as he slams into me, the feeling of being filled so roughly making my walls clench around him, almost milking him. My head falls back and I bite my lip to keep from screaming out loudly. "More...give it to me..." I pant between words, moving my hips in time with his thrusts, wanting him deeper and harder still. His hands on my hips steady me as he takes what he wants without restraint, claiming every part of my body as his. I chant a few words and suddenly Douma moans and pushes deeper. The thing is I summoned a beast who loves being used as an anal plug and feeds off on ass so he's pushing deeper into Douma's ass stretching him out for when I'll take him later .
His fingers dig into your hips harder as he growls low in his throat. "Fuck... You're so tight..." His breath comes in ragged gasps as the sensation of something moving inside him causes him to tense even further. But it only heightens the pleasure, sending waves of heat coursing through his body.
With one final thrust, he pushes deeper into you than ever before, feeling the presence of whatever it is filling him completely. His head falls back and a hoarse shout tears from his throat as he releases himself again, filling you with his seed for the second time in just minutes.
I moan as he finally pushes past my barrier, stretching me impossibly and filling him completely with the beast inside me, taking what is mine. His seed mixing with the blood of the beast in my ass, marking us both as one. I lean forward, wrapping my arms around his neck and bite down on his neck, drawing blood as well, returning the favor and making our bond even stronger. "Mine..."I moan as he finally pushes past my barrier, stretching me impossibly and filling him completely with the beast inside me, taking what is mine. His seed mixing with the blood of the beast in my ass, marking us both as one. I lean forward, wrapping my arms around his neck and bite down on his neck, drawing blood as well, returning the favor and making our bond even stronger. "Mine..." My summoned beast continues stretching his ass making him quiver and moan like a dog on rut making me smirk.
The feel of your lips around his neck sends shockwaves of pleasure through him as he growls low in his throat. His hands grip tightly onto your hips, digging into the flesh as he thrusts harder and deeper inside you, trying to escape the exquisite torture that is now a part of him. With every push, he can feel the beast stretching and filling him, taking control until there's no distinction between them.
His hips slam forward one final time as his orgasm crashes over him once again, coating your insides with the essence of their shared pleasure. His body goes rigid, every muscle taut as he releases into you, lost in the euphoria of their connection. For a moment, all that exists is the rhythmic slap of skin against skin and the ragged sound of labored breathing filling the air.