Supernatural Phone Sex With Faith And Her Incubus Lover Part 2

“Please,” I breathe with my hands kneading my breasts, “make me your little slut. Fuck me.”

My voice is little more than a whisper due to the pleasure building within me. With my back arched and my juices flowing from me, I moan in ecstasy.

The voice continues his silence as his sweet torture persists. My hips thrust upward as an orgasm wracks my body. The cum drips down my thighs and in between my ass cheeks in a thick, white, creamy display of enjoyment. It was such a powerful and pleasurable climax, in fact, that I could feel my consciousness drifting back toward my physical body.

I’m laying on my bed with the incubus demon laying on top of me with his fingers still buried between my legs. My real juices had soaked the bed and the backs of my legs can feel the aftermath of my orgasm.

Slowly, I allow my eyes to drift up and focus on the face of the incubus atop me. Horns sit on top of his head close to his temples. Piercing eyes stare directly into mine with an uneasy but soft red shimmer.

“You’re not following the script,” he says.

“Whatever,” I say, “just fuck me.”

His eyes widen. “You like this?”

“You’re still talking,” I say impatiently. “Give me your cock. I want it. Fuck me. Make me your dirty fuck toy. I’ll be your whore forever if you want me to.”

His impassive expression becomes wickedly sinister as a smirk forms.

The incubus grabs my ankles and pushes them up until they’re on either side of my head. I look down and see his thick, bulging cock totally erect and dripping precum. It’s massive and I’m not sure it’s going to fit. If it does, it’ll stretch out my hole pretty wide.

He presses against my thighs with one massive hand and uses the other to hold the base of his throbbing cock. The incubus pushes the head of himself into me. I cry out as pain and pleasure swirl together incoherently.

“You wanted this you dirty bitch,” he growls.

My eyes cross as he moves his head in and out. With each thrust, his cock is pushed deeper and deeper. My walls stretch to accommodate his girth the farther in he goes.

“Yes, give it to me,” I demand between moans and grunts. The pain isn’t fully gone, but the pleasure is more intense.

My apex is stretching and stuffed with a demon dick that I can’t seem to get enough of.

Soon, his cock is fully inside me, pushing against my cervix. He lets it sit there for a few seconds so that he can savor my hot, tight, wet entrance pulsing and squeezing around him.

But, it isn’t enough for either of us. He pulls his cock out only to shove it back in hard. The sex demon starts fucking me. Not quick, but with long, hard, deliberate strokes. It’s slow but rough. He pulls his cock almost completely out so that only his head stays inside. Then, he slams it back into me balls deep.

Over and over he pierces my opening with his demon dick. With every thrust, I scream out one obscenity or another and I clamp myself down around him reflexively. My orgasms wash over me in tidal waves until I see the faint light of the inevitable sunrise peeking through my curtains.

What makes me wonder is the fact that he doesn’t cum. When he’s done with me, he vanishes, leaving me to wonder if he’ll ever return.

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