Demonic Lover

I wrote this little bit some time ago for someone who was interested in adding me to her relationship. It was something I had considered, but later on declined due to the fact I had been burnt by that type of situation before.  I had wrote this for her knowing she liked fictitious situations and being what I am (we'll get to that in a later posting if this one takes off.). This story is not for anyone who is easily offended by words or mere stories of fiction. Cause in the end, this is just another form of art.
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She stood in the middle of the convention, her head throbbing from all  the noise and the bustle surrounding her. The crowd was in throngs,  pushing, shoving moving, shouting. She stood in her barmaid outfit. Low  cut blouse, corset, plaid skirt and stiletto books.  Her husband was nowhere to be found as she moved with the flow. trying to move to one side  or the other, but her actions to muscle through the crowd proved fruitless. She could feel hands sliding across her. At first just random touches. Then it started. She started to feel a hand on the back of her  thigh, slowly moving up to her cheek of her ass. Pissed as she was already, she swatted at the hand. Her face turned pail when she touched it. The back was scaled as a serpent and blazing hot to the touch.  she jumped away and turned only to see no face or hand. Startled by this, she started to move towards a security guard talking with a man.  But not just any man. The face was scaled as a dragon, red as blood, the  eyes burned as embers smoldering in a near dead fire.

She  stood, terrified of what she was beholding. The guard was going as the creature slowly turned his attention to the woman. Frozen in place, she  felt his eyes hold her. The mere touch of his gaze set of a fire storm of fear and pleasure inside her body. Feeling the heat from the inside forcing its way out. Shuddering from the thought of having his demonic  hands run over her arms, over her shoulders and down the front of her blouse to her supple breasts. She closed her eyes for just a split second to enjoy the touch. When she reopened them, the guard stood talking and the creature still engaging as though never even noticing  her. 
 

The woman made her way to the elevator, stumbling the entire way. The headache only getting worse. Heels didn't make the trek any better. Pressing the button to summon the lift, she bent over to remove the heels. As the last shoe came off, she felt another hand  caress her ass. Terrified of who she might find standing behind her, she slowly raised up. Turning as she arose from removing her shoes, she  found her loving husband standing behind her with a slight grin on his face. Relieved to see him, she swung around and wrapped her arms around  him tightly. He stood before her letting her know that he missed her but hoped she was having a good time. She explained that the noise being a  little to much, thought going to take a nap would help relieve her  headache. He agreed and let her know that he'd be thinking about her as he wondered around. They gave each other a passionate little kiss and parted ways. 

Reaching the room was almost too much of a task. The  walls seemed to move and sway. The patterns on the floor danced back and forth to inaudible music. Once inside, the dark room felt rather warm. A  smell of sulfur filled her nose, nearly taking her off her feet. She questioned the silent darkness desperately seeking an answer. Nothing.  Moving forward into the room felt as though walking through the void.  The warm darkness enveloping her body. She could feel an entity in the room,  but could not place where it was. As she moved towards the center of  the hotel room, she felt it, the being in the room suddenly behind her.  The stench of burning sulfur, the heated breath. She dare not turn  around for the fear of losing control scared her more than seeing  the horrific demon. As he approached, she could feel his hot breath on  the back of her neck. "I've been watching you deary. That dress does  wonders for setting off your curves." 

The smooth, deep voice hinted this had been done  before. Well practiced and coming all naturally. The tone sent chills  done the young woman's spine. The demon raised his left hand and ever so  gently ran the tips of his fingernails down the woman's left  arm. the combination of razor sharp nails and the burning heat gave her  such pleasure that her juices flowed as a river between her legs. 
"Hmm, the  smell of a bitch in heat is intoxicating. Tell me, when was the last  time you've been ravaged like the whore you are?" Asked the demon as he  wrapped his other arm around the woman's waste. 
It had been a  while. Days, weeks, maybe even a month. The headache seemed to fade away  as the creature spoke to her. A haze filled her mind and pure ecstasy  filled her body. "You're not saying much darling, maybe there's  something you desire. Maybe you'd like to try a forbidden fruit for a  chance."
The words seem to fill her with fear. The fear of letting go of all control. Letting herself fall for the wanting desire of unadulterated lust with a creature that had fallen from any good graces. 
"Come  on mon'cheri d'amour, what do you have to lose? Your mind is saying no  no no...."as his left hand moves up her arm and his right hand moves  down her waste and slowly lifting up her skirt. slow slipping his  fingers closer to her juice soaked clit."But your body is screaming  yes." 

She knew he was right. Her will was faltering. The  way his fingers played with her. His heated touch making her quiver  as he rubbed and danced his scaled fingers across her engorged clit. She  inhaled deeply. The scent of hell gave away to the aromatic scents  of lilac and lavender. The haze slowly moved out of her mind and only  left the thralls of lust to play in the vast expanse of her entranced mind. This creature had her body in his hands and her mind enslaved with  his words. She pushed ever so gently back against him and could feel  his member pressing against the zipper of his pants. She new what was  going to happen. She wanted this, her body needed this. She granted the demon to slowly insert fingers inside of her, the sharpened nail  passing ever so gently between her labia and crooking just enough on the  inside to feel that spot. His thumb pressing against the clit as his two  digits worked in unison upon her. the left hand working across her  chest, his thumb nail dragging across her jugular and down her blouse to  her right breasts. Slipping his hand underneath the flimsy cloth that covered the breast, letting her nipple slide between his middle and forefinger. 

She had never felt this before. The attention to detail,  the feeling of hands that knew where to go, where to touch and how to  move. Moans slowly escaped between her teeth. her eyes closing as her  body enjoyed the attention that had been missing in her life. As she  opened her eyes, she witness the chair moving from behind the desk. The  chair was not sliding, its legs bent and took steps as a living creature  would have. As the chair settle in front of her, the demon spun her  around and pushed her back in the chair. The demon knelt down and slowly  lifted her skirt. Her drenched panties were the only thing that lay  between him and her carnal pleasure. As he leaned into her covered  crotch, he took a deep breath, inhaling her womanly scent through  the juice soaked fabric. Lapping the juices from the soiled cloth, the demon slipped his tongue under the hymn of the undergarments, pulled  them away just enough from her skin and bit down, cutting  the material as easily as a pair of sheers could. Startled by the sound,  the woman gripped tightly on the arms of the chair. Her heart racing  with each of his movements. She wanted to run her fingers across his  scaled head, to feel the burning heat that radiated from his skin. She  held herself together, refraining from touching the flesh of her cursed  lover. His forked tongue slowly licking up and down her labia. Taking  in her juices that now flowed freely. he moved ever so close, lifting  her legs up and placing them on his shoulders. slowly flicking his  tongue up and down, side to side, swirling her throbbing clit. Lowering  his mouth to engulf her woman hood and suckling gently. 
The woman  squirmed in ecstasy. Feeling the gentle movements and the attention he  was giving to her. Was this all a dream? Was this some convention goer  who somehow got his hand on a key? Or was this some type of sick,  twisted, cruel intended joke that her husband had sent one of his  cronies to do? This was far to real. This creature was a furnace, the  scales breathed with his movement, there was no way, shape or form this  thing was of this world. His attention to detail, the way he spoke, even  the scent that followed him was something that she knew was not to  be dealt with lightly, yet this demon chose her. These questions where  just quick little glimpses in her mind. The demon was doing his work and  bring her to an orgasm which she had never felt before. His tongue had snaked its way inside of her pussy while he gently suckled on her  sensitive little clit. between the suckling and the tongue fucking, her  orgasms flooded through her body and out her twat. The demon,  unflinching, took her fluid in his mouth and started drinking.

The orgasm didn't subside. The feeling of him still  working was there even as he stood and wiped his scaled chin. "Now now  lovely its time to reciprocate the favor. Its been a long time, so this  this going to last for a while." He said, removing her legs from his  shoulders.

Rising from his knelt position as a conquering tyrant  would rise as the walls came down around a city, he smiled as he reach  down to start unzipping his trousers. Her eyes opened enough to see what  he was doing. She leaned forward in a haste and said,"No. Let me  unleash you from your restraints."

She knew as those words slipped her lips, that she had  sealed her fate for the evening. She reached forward, the shaking in her  hands from the orgasm made the undoing of the pants and belt just a  little difficult. The task was done in a few seconds, though for her it  felt as time was passing slower that what should. As she reached  into the demons pants, she gasped at as she the demons semi harden cock.  The veins were well defined, the size seemed unnatural, there was no  head like most humans, but slightly inclined from the pointed tip to  just slight back, much like an animals. Feeling along the the length,  the girth seemed too large, she couldn't even get her middle finger and  thumb to to encompass it. As she moved to his pelvis she felt no hair,  no scales, just what felt as softened flesh. The feeling of his demonic prick grew in her hand. With the other she undid the button and belt in  haste. What then lay in her hand was a blood red phallus that matched  the demonic love, a cock that she had never dreamed of. It was three of  her fingers wide, reached from the tip of her middle finger to inches  past her wrist, and she couldn't believe that this dick was not even hard. She  matched his grin as she gazed back up to his eyes and started to  lean forward, opening her mouth, putting her tongue out just enough to  to lick the tip. The pre-cum that seeped tasted sweet and metallic all  at the same time. As she slipped the cock into her waiting mouth, gently  scraping her teeth on the tip and along the length as she took the tip  in her mouth, and down her throat. She could feel it throbbing and  pulsating against the inside of her mouth. As the demonic cock grew in  her mouth, she could feel it adjusting, moving. She could feeling it  grew in length  and just slightly in girth. It was something she could  somewhat expected from a creature from another world.

She worked her own magic. Sliding her mouth up and down  the shaft, all the way to the base. using her left hand to cup his  balls, giving them a gently squeeze, then rolling them around in her  palm. she removed the phallus from her wet mouth, saliva coating the thing  from very tip, dripping down his sac and around his base. She lifted his dick, letting it rest on her face, as she licked that one spot where the cock met his balls, flicking her tongue up and down, fast and light.  The demon moaned through his razor like teeth. His hands moved to her  head, running his hand through her blonde hair. He reached down, pulled  his cock from off her face and placed it back in her mouth."Hmm, you're a girl who knows her craft! Why don't you speed up the pace..." he said  as he thrust forward, slamming his pelvis into her nose and his balls  against her chin.

She felt him grow exponential in her mouth, stretching  her lips and down her throat. She never before gagged, but she could  feel it press against the inside of her wind pipe."and remember to  breath through your damn nose." Placing both his on the back of her  head, the demon guided her back and forth, thrusting his cock down her  throat and slamming into her. She tried to get a breath in, but he was  pumping to quick. The demon finally slammed one last time, buried deep  into her gullet, and with a grit of his teeth, unleashing a torrent of  cum into her already stuffed mouth. 

Her eyes widened as she tried to swallow, but the amount  that was spraying into her mouth was just too much. she tried to to pull  away, though with the demons hands latched on to the back of her head,  gripping her blonde locks as a rider would grip reigns on a horse,  holding on for dear life. she tried to hold it in, but it started to  come out the sides of the demonic member and her lips.

As the demon slow withdrew from her mouth, she inhaled  deeply, through her nose. The air rushed into her lungs and got her  heart racing. The amount of demonic seed that rolled around was too much  as she tried to swallow. the rest fell out with the removal. she tried  to blink the tears away only to see that the crimson dick before her  didn't even soften. The fact that as it was pulled out, it grew much  larger. it had to have been three times size of what she started with.  her eyes trailed up to his. Those embers for eyes now burned with a  passion that she never witnessed before.

He gazed down at her, leering over her as a sadistic  hunter enthused by his most recent kill. His grip never faltering as his hand stayed tangled in her blonde hair. Slowly, he lifted her up  from the seat by the strands of her hair. She rose trying to move with  his grasp, but struggle some to break free, fearing the demon had more  nefarious demands of her in his twisted mind. As she stood before him,  his hands still wrapped in her hair, he kept pulling, lifting her to the  tips of her toes. She could feel her scalp being tugged on hard as she  tried to keep with his lifting of her by her hair. The pain was  intensifying as she tried not  
scream in pain. Lowering  his left hand to the back of her head, cupping her skull, the demon  pushed her down face first on to the bed with such force that the very  breath escaped her. Dazed from the assault she could barely feel him  parting her legs, running his crimson member up and down her soaked  labia. she tried to look back to see, struggling against the unseen  force holding her down. She could feel other hands, hands that felt  cold, hands that felt inhuman, gripping her arms with such force that  her bones felt as though they  where being crushed inside of her. she  could feel him moving himself up and down her exposed pussy, she  struggled with silent words, pleading for him to stop.....to stop the  torment, the pain, the agony of not just fucking her senseless. She couldn't stand not feeling him. Curiosity final got the best of her. She  wanted, nay, needed to have him ravage her. She finally gave in. She  spread her legs just a little more and pushed back on him.
Feeling  this motion, the demon stopped, letting her move her hips from side to  side and up and down his swelling cock. He smiled to himself as he  allowed for his sleeked dick to lower just enough to be positioned at  the opening of her waiting cunt. He could feel the heavenly touch of her  wet pussy on the tip, feeling the open as she pushed herself back upon  him. he slowly lowered him down on to her back and with one powerful  thrust, buried himself deep inside, even pushing harder into her cushy ass.  She could feel him slide inside. The girth was nothing she had ever had inside her. She could feel herself being stretched to a point of  pleasurable discomfort. The length seemed to be slammed so far against  her cervix that she could feel the pressure of it trying to push it  open. The Demon with drew till just the tip was at the opening before  slamming back into her. It was painful, she could feel the lining of her  pussy give some. She felt as though being a virgin again, her gash  being forced to its limits to accommodate her demonic lover. The Demon  started to pick up the pace, her face twisting with both pleasure and  pain, the feeling of his throbbing cock sliding in and out of her twat  was unimaginable. The orgasm rushed over her with such intensity that  her muscles squeezed as tight as they could around the demonic dick that was causing her this pleasure. She gripped the sheets, her breath  stolen, her eyes rolled back in their sockets as a the waves coursed over  her body, filling her with ecstasy that she never felt. If she were to  be damned for loving this hellish pleasure, then it would be worth given  up heavenly rewards. 
The Demon then stopped mid thrust and wrapped  his arms under neither her quivering body, picking her up off the bed.  With little effort, he spun her around while keeping her impaled on  his red member. Limp in his arms from the fucking she was receiving,  she started to come around as he picked and dropped her back on the bed.  with his razor like nails, he ran them down the front of her blouse,  along her leather belt and down her cum soaked skirt. The Shreds of her  cloths gave way to her supple plump body, her favorite bra cut in thrice  revealing her supple breasts. Her pink nipples erect from the thrill of  the fuck. Sweat had been forming under her cloths and now streaked her  body. The Demon brushed off the tattered cloths and pick her back up  with both arms, cupping her tender ass. His scaled flesh, hot with  hellish heat, pressed against her soft skin made her all the more  aroused. He held her up as though she weighed but a bag of feathers, her  legs wrapped around his waist. He gazed up deep into her eyes, staring  down her very soul. She could feel him not only inside of her  physically, but she could feel him caressing her spirit. Not just  fucking, but passionate love. He broke the gaze to kiss her deeply,  slipping his forked down into her awaiting mouth. She responded like  wise, wrestling his tongue as he lifted her with one hand, the other  cradling her head with the other.  Kissing her passionately, the Demon  started to pick up the pace, gliding his demonic dick in and out of her  pussy. The pulsing of his cock could be felt pushing against her  cervices and stretching her cunt beyond its limits. The pain was only  counter acted with the pleasure that was being delivered. The orgasm  that this brought about made her shiver and convulse. With a sudden  jolt, she sat up and wrapped herself around him, squeezing her hell born  lover with arms and legs. She started to slide herself up and down on  his cock, using her strength to fuck herself on him.
His hands roved  up and down her sides, reaching between their bodies, cupping her  breasts and twisting her nipples over so slightly. He could feel his  demonic seed building up again. Stopping her mid stride, he slowly  lowered her onto the floor. her back pressed against the carpeted hotel  floor as the Demon continued his sexual assault into her drenched cunt.  The passion that filled her was immense, causing every fiber in her being to  shake with pleasure, pain in her muscles from the tension, and her head spinning with all that has been happening. The Demon pushed into and  pulled out of picked up momentum, forcing himself deeper inside, willing  his pulsating cock and grow with in her. His hands moved from being  around her to her elbows, pinning her to the floor. She struggled to try  and wrap herself back around him, but with his weight on her elbows and  him pressed between her legs, she found it was difficult. His movements  quickened, pumping into her as a piston would in a well oiled engine.  The connection was the most intense she had ever experienced. She never  thought that sexual pleasure could reach these heights. As the Demon  kept a steady pace, working himself into and out of her. She could feel  the slight twitching of his dick inside of her. Like any man, she knew  it wouldn't be long till she was assault internally with his cum. The  mere thought caused her to clench down with her pussy around him. He  tried with everything to continue, but to no avail. She had him clamped  inside of her and was milking him for all she was worth. The Demon  grinned, moaning through his clenched teeth as his mortal lover used her  sexual prowess to bring him to his down fall.
With a sudden thrust,  the Demon buried himself deep into her, releasing an even bigger torrent  of demonic cum inside her waiting pussy. She could feel the expansion  of him, the feeling of her lover gushing his cum deep inside of her,  splattering her cervix, coating the side of her worn out pussy. She  started to feel him subside inside of her, his cock shrinking to its  original size. Again, he slowly pulled out, allowing her to adjust back.  The cum ran down the crack of her ass and soaked into the carpet. Her  breathing heavy and exasperated from the fucking that was just laid upon  her. Her mind floated, foggy with excitement, adrenaline, and  weariness. Her body did not ache nor was there a throbbing in her head.  She laid there, trying to not pass out. She noticed that the Demon stood  over her, naked, grinning, and thoroughly satisfied with his work. She  could see his cloths reformed around him, fitting to his desire as  though he never took them off. Once the cloths took their place, he  knelt down, scooped her naked body into his arms, and carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently and kissed her forehead. "Sleep my  child. Dreams are what you believe them to be. Your desires are truly  reality, your dreams are physical manifestations, and your nightmares  shall only be history..." he said as he caressed her face, brushing her  hair out of her eyes. He continued,"You will remember our encounter  vividly my sweet. But you shall have no memento of my presents."
He  stood up and stepped backwards from the bed. Her eyes became hazy, her  mind began to flutter as her body gave into a slumber. 

She awoke the next day feeling fully refreshed. Her mind  clear, her body invigorated. He husband slept next to her as she  went about getting ready. Today was a new day. And her last night was  something she will always remember. When her Demonic lover payed her a  visit.