Author: Elizabeth Heath
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Laura opened her legs wide, her hands stretching her pussy open "You can fuck more! Please! I need it more!".
Yet the wolf demon didn't move. The it hit her, it wasn't her that was the problem but her position. It was an animal after all. So quickly she turned around getting on to her hands and knees. Immediately the wolf moved forward and ran it's tongue along her pussy, causing her to squeal in glee. It then moved directly over her, it's paws next to her hands and feet. She felt the tip of it's dick touch her pussy but wanted something else so lifted one hand back to pull back a pert arse cheek.
"No! My other hole..." she begged.
The monster complied and pushed it's dick deeply into her anus. She screamed, utterly lost in the feelings of pleasure as it began humping away. As with the octopus creature earlier it's most demonic attribute was it's stamina. It just didn't seem to want to cum. It kept pounding away at her arse, stretching and abusing it beyond pain into deep ecstasy. Laura had another orgasm, then a forth then it didn't seem to stop. She felt like she was permanently cumming and the monster didn't stop. Barely coherent and whimpering it total pleasure the beast had to keep her up. It's paws helping her stay on all fours and giving it access to her anus.
The girl and the monster kept rutting this way for over an hour. Laura's orgasm not ending as long as it kept up the abuse of her arsehole. Sweat was flying from her body as it humped her and her pussy juices were a constant flow dripping down on to the ground.
Finally she felt it's dick jerk inside her arse and half a second later her bum was inundated with jism, squirting up to fill her insides. Howling in joy the beast pulled it's cock out. As it did so Laura collapsed face down on the floor groaning as her continual orgasm peaked for one last time. The beast meanwhile kept cumming, happily spraying all over the prone beauty. Her black hair quickly turned white and her pale skin became hidden under a layer of the stuff.
Laura turned her head to face the creature and received one last spurt of cum right in the face and open mouth. She slipped into unconsciousness as she swallowed the demon's load.
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Laura awoke some hours later, it was now daylight but she was still lying on the kitchen floor in a large puddle of demon cum. Her body was also still covered in the stuff, it was becoming rather sticky as it dried on her skin. However there was no sign of the demon itself so Laura pulled herself to her feet a little disappointed she wasn't going to get a second fucking from the creature.
Still her head was full of questions. In the last 12 hours she'd been fucked by two different demons and each time she'd experienced more pleasure than she had previously thought possible. Where they'd come from? Why they were visiting her? And perhaps most importantly when has she turned into such a filthy whore?
She had no answers so slowly walked out of the kitchen into the main room of the flat a little bewildered, a trial of jism dripping off her body onto the floor. She walked to the room's large window and stared out onto the quiet street, lost in thought and quite unaware that any passer-by would have an excellent view of her naked, jism soaked body.
She could think of nothing that could have triggered the demons and in fact hadn't even believed in such things until she'd seen the tentacled monster the night before. Just nothing made sense she thought as she started absent mindedly scraping the cum from her flat stomach before licking it from her fingers, savouring the foul taste.
It was as she turned away from the window, heading towards the shower that she saw them. A pile of unopened letters by her door. Clearly in her rather confused and naked state she missed them when she'd arrived back the night before. Amongst the usual collection of bills and junk mail was one package that had caught Laura's eye. She wasn't expecting anything like that and the deep black wrapping was certainly unusual.
She hurried over and bent down to pick it up, a particularly large lump of cum sliding off her nipple and hitting the ground as she did so. The black wrapping seemed to be made of a weird thin leather, it was most strange. On one side her name was written in a silver ink but there was no address or stamps.
Extremely curious she began to tear at the wrapping, it quickly became clear that it was book though obviously no trashy paperback. It was a thick hardback with a cover made of a deep blue leather with no title written on it though several strange geometric shapes were inscribed in a dark red ink. Laura flipped it open at the first page, there was a note on the first page:
Laura,
I hope you will appreciate this gift I send you. My life has taken an interesting turn of late and I began to think that my lonely, single cousin might enjoy some of what I have been experiencing. So have a read and see what you think, simply do what the book tells you if you like the sound of it and if not, just burn the book. I have plenty more were this came from.
Your Loving Cousin, Dani
PS -- The book has some power so might attract some "attention" but I'm sure you'll cope with it.
Laura quickly flicked over a few pages and it confirmed what she'd expected. The book was full of descriptions and images of magic and monsters. Quite what had happened to her cousin, Dani or how she had found out about the demons Laura couldn't guess but she was eternally grateful for Dani sending her the book. Dani was a little older than Laura but they had been close as teenagers and being that age has spent most of their time talking about sex. Sure it hadn't exactly turned to discussing being fucked by demons but obviously Dani had realised that Laura had the same slutty desires as she did and decided to share.
Much happier things now had an explanation Laura sat down on her couch, the cum on her pert arse squelching into the fabric, and began to read the book. Predictably she started by really concentrating on the disgusting images of demons coupling with human women and within a couple of minutes her fingers were delving into her jism filled pussy.
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For a three days straight Laura had stayed at home reading the ancient tome. She was utterly fascinated by the strange tales, images and spells inside. In fact fascinated wasn't quite the term she would use -- extremely turned on was a better description. In the three days she'd barely washed, slept or ate just read the book and masturbated most of the time whilst she did so. Disappointingly no more demons turned up but her fingers at least kept the worst of her lusts in check.
She'd learned much about magic, demons and hell. For a start she'd learned the octopus demon she'd fucked in the parking garage was called an Octphibian and that she'd been lucky, or perhaps unlucky, in that they usually take their victims for days of rutting not just a couple of hours. She liked to think she'd just been too much for it.
The book had also described that the wolf monster was called a Wolfen and were often the pets of Demon Princes. What one was doing here on earth she couldn't say.
There was pages and pages on the various demon creatures that until a few days before she would have considered fiction and it was these she found most "fascinating" as many of the species seemed to enjoy fucking human women and the book went it exquisite detail as to what that was like.
There were also pages and pages of spells. Many were to summon the demons described and Laura was deeply tempted to try one but a being a little concerned about summoning an uncontrolled demon if she cast it wrong she started with something simpler - a spell to cause someone to become a sexual target for demons and magic. It seemed a little mean but the book ensured her they would enjoy themselves and she certainly had been having fun so wasn't too concerned.
The spell only required a short invocation but also an image of the target. Keen to get on with the deeper magic she grabbed the first photo she had to hand. Which was one of her three best friends Karen, Emma and Kim. She uttered the magic words and the spell seemed to work or at least nothing went wrong so Laura decided she was ready for something more powerful.
After that she had spent most of the next two hours reading and wanking over several of the dirtier monster descriptions tryin
g to decide which to summon. She'd got a bit carried away and now lay back on her bed, totally naked, half asleep, a sheen of sweat and her own juices glistening on her skin.
She suddenly shot awake when her doorbell rang. Instantly she remembered that days ago she'd arranged for Karen to come over for dinner. She'd have to let her in and wondered if she would be able to tell if the spell had worked.
Hurriedly she pulled on her short black skirt and green t-shirt and brushed her hair into place as best she could. She had no time for underwear or to hide the book so slammed her bedroom door shut as the strode to the front door, the bell chiming again as she did so.
The End.
Alexandria's Job Interview
"Come on in,...Mrs...Lee, is it?"
The young head of HR was seated on a sofa. He pointedly did not offer her a seat.
"Yes sir...Alexandria Lee."
He looked at her appraisingly, his eyes roaming over her body. He licked his lips. "pretty name," he said. "Mrs. Alexandria Lee... You're married, I take it?"
"Thank you, sir, and yes, I am married."
"Tell me what, did your husband think when you told him that you had a job interview in an airport hotel room?" he asked with a somewhat wolfish smile.
"He wished me luck. He said, 'whatever it takes, babe...'"
"Really. Now that IS interesting. 'Whatever it takes...' You know that you are older than any of the other applicants that I have seen today. And you are my last appointment...Just what do you think 'whatever it takes' might mean?"
"I think that it is self-explanatory, sir. When I used to work as a drug rep, sometimes I found it useful to color a bit outside the box...To go the extra mile. I had the highest sales rate in my division."
"Really? Give me an example of the sort of extra mile that used to go..."
"Well, in this very hotel, five years ago I met a Doctor who should have been using our devices. I discovered that he had a certain, ...interest, proclivity, that I was able to exploit. Room 308, if I recall. Right by the elevator. School girls were his thing. If I wore the plaid skirt and knee highs...that was all he could see. He would have signed anything..."
"Hmm. Now we are getting somewhere...tell me did you dress with any special consideration today?"
"Yes sir," she replied softly, looking down at her shoes.
"If I demanded that you hand me your panties would you comply?"
"No sir. I wouldn't be able to do that, sir."
"Oh, so, you would don a plaid skirt to sell a few heart valves, but you won't give up your panties to gain a job..."
"I can't because I am not wearing any, sir."
"Commando? You came to a job interview commando? Oh, you're wearing pantie hose, is that it?"
"No sir. Thigh highs. I just feel more comfortable in thigh highs. And I didn't want any panty lines with this skirt."
"Turn around, let me see. Lift up your jacket... Yessss, I see what you mean...No lines. No stay that way. I like this view. Why don't you take off that jacket, now."
She complied, unbuttoning the three buttons of her blazer. When she slipped the jacket off of her shoulders, she heard a sharp intake of breath, as he realized that she was wearing only a bra underneath it.
"Take two steps back, then bend forward."
She did, balancing on her high heels, the heels practically touching the sofa.
"Pull your skirt up higher...higher. I want to see the tops of your stockings..."
She did as she was bid, knowing that now his nose would be mere inches from her naked sex.
She did not flinch when she felt his hands sliding up the sides of her thighs, his thumbs riding up on the inside until they were resting lightly on her labia.
"You are shaved. Did you do that for this interview, Alexandria? Did you shave your pussy, and leave off your panties and your blouse today for this interview? Are you such a slut that you would do that to get a job?" As he interrogated her, he was sliding his thumb up and down her slick slit.
"Whatever it takes, sir."
"And your husband? Did he know what you WEREN'T wearing to this interview, slut?
"Yesssss. Yes, sir. He picked out my outfit."
"Turnaround, slut, I want to see what else you have to offer."
"Just these, sir," Alexandria said, cupping her breasts where they were straining out of her half bra.
"Oh God," he moaned, his eyes locked on her full breasts, the nipples painfully erect... "This was what I was looking for in my personal assistant...But, I don't know, maybe you are just a pretty package...I need someone with particular skills as well...," he leered meaningfully.
"Oh, I don't think you need worry about a lack of skill," Alexandria said, licking her lips and kneeling between his legs.
With infinite delicacy, she unzipped his fly pushing him back into the couch. Never breaking eye contact, she leaned in carefully dabbed the turgid head with the slightest stroke of her tongue. Teasing him, with the slightest flicks of her tongue, he moaned.
She allowed the whole head into her warm mouth, applying just the slightest suction.
He bucked, strained to raise his hips, to force more of himself down her throat.
"Not yet, cowboy. Open your briefcase and take out the contract."
"Later," he moaned.
"Now. Or I'm gone."
Hastily he pulled out the sheaf of papers, separating the offer of employment. Clumsily he signed.
"Date it..." She filled in the annual salary part at the maximum amount offered, crossed out 40 hours per week and had him intital 32 hours per week. She signed. Pulled her Android from the pocket of her jacket, scanned and sent copies of the document to herself.
"Ok, the nurse will see you now..." she said mockingly.
The End.
Amanda's Fantasy
Her eyes flickered between pleasure and pain as he thrust into her. His hand was wrapped tightly around her neck, his fingers forcing red marks into her skin, and she could feel her head becoming lighter in response. Her hands and face scraped against the brick wall, the little pieces of debris flaking off into her skin. Her face was stained with mascara filled tears, but this only made him want her more. She could hear his groans around her, surrounding her, and overpowering her cries. Her eyes closed from exhaustion and she kept repeating to herself "He's almost done. He's almost done."
She was almost oblivious as he finished. He didn't bother pulling out. Why would he? He took his hand from around her neck and her small frame sunk to the ground in a heap. She had blocked out what was happening to cope with the attack. Her tears had dried and her throat was raw from her cries and his forced attentions. He reached down and slapped her hard across her face, bringing her back to reality. Her eyes slowly opened and they were rimmed with red. Once he knew she was focusing back on him, he squatting down beside her and reached out to grab her chin firmly; his fingers forcing her lips into a contorted position.
"You're mine now." was all he said.
Amanda woke with a start and audibly moaned.
"That dream again?" she muttered to herself.
She rolled over to take a peek at the old fashioned alarm clock beside the bed. It took a moment for her eyes to focus before she made out that it was only 4:30 AM. She rolled back over onto her back and closed her eyes, thinking back to the rather...intense dream she just had. She could feel the wetness pooling between her legs and she couldn't resist reaching a hand down to it. She slipped her fingers under her panties, her thumb hooking on trim of the bikini cut underwear, and began rubbing at her vulva. She was dripping wet. She tipped her head back and bit her lip as she spread her wetness up and around her clit and began circling it with her finger. She loved teasing herself.
She squeezed her eyes closed tighter and tried to think back to her dream, trying to fill in the blanks.
He had her by the hair, his hand wrapped around it tightly, and he used that grip to control her. Her pantyhose were scraping against the ground holes forming in th
e thin material and they weren't much protection for her knees either. She could feel the pieces of rock digging into them, but didn't pay much attention. His pants were unzipped and pulled halfway down his hips, exposing his thick, veiny penis through the hole of his boxers. Her cheeks ached from the vigorous infiltration of his manhood into her mouth. Saliva splattered down her chin and across her exposed breasts. Her shirt, tattered around her front, didn't offer her defense from the cold. Tears were beginning to form in her eyes as he forced his penis down her esophagus, the ripples in it grinding against the side of those muscles, causing her discomfort. Her larynx reeled in response, trying to eject this infiltration from it.
He could feel the muscles of her throat pushing against his unyielding erection, making the grip even tighter. He let out a growl, using the grip in her hair to force her head to tip back. He bent her body over a tire lying in the ally way. Her legs were bent at an uncomfortable angle, one of them half folded behind her. Her upper body was arched out and her neck was stretched awkwardly. He scuttled forward and straddled her. His testicles came up against her face and he ground them against her chin, mouth and nose hard. She tried to turn her head away as she felt the sweaty skin rubbing against her face, the wiry pubic hair scratching at her sensitive skin. He made her inhale his essence, the pure heart of his arousal; a few moments longer before pulling back to instead push the head of his thickness back into her mouth.
He didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, but rather immediately thrust his full length into her, making her gag reflex flare up yet again. He pounded into her little pouty mouth over and over again, ripping apart her face. He groaned as he stabbed in and out without inhibition. He pulled his length all the way out, causing a popping sound as it slipped out from her wet lips. He wrapped his free hand around the base of his shaft and slapped her across the face with it. Her own saliva spread across her face as he whacked her with it several more times. He leaned forward and again rubbed his scrotum across her face, smearing her spit into her hair and across her cheeks and forehead. Finally he pulled back and took a step back. He pulled her hair toward him, causing her to scramble up. His body half bent to meet her and he spit on her face.