The Princess and Her Demon

The Demon Knight strode up the stairs. With each thunderous footfall, his massive dangling testicles swung and bobbed under his taut and muscular buttcheeks. His penis, cut and flaccid, hung between his legs. He was completely nude, and his body was a great red expansive of sweating, musky, rippling, supernaturally masculine flesh. He was seven feet tall and was made even larger by the long horns growing from his forehead.

He sniffed, huffing in the humid air of the tower steps. The scent of gold drifted down and filled his sinuses.

At the top of the tower, he swung open the door. The top of the tower was a large room, bright and open, elaborate dressers and mirrors and wardrobes lay scattered around the walls with a lack of organization. The windows were open, and a breeze ran through the window frames, blowing at the curtains. An enormous bed rested in the middle of the room with a bundle of comforters and sheets on top of it. The room seemed abandoned.

The Demon Knight squatted down and started licking a golden dresser like a dog.

He was interrupted by a rustling.

The bundle of bedsheets shook and unraveled and a slim woman emerged. She wore a light floral dress and her curly short hair was matted with sweat. She yanked her left hand free from the sheets and sniffed it, making a disgusted face before acknowledging the demon.

"Oh thank god!" The Princess said. Her face lit up, and a twisting, sly grin contorted her lips. "Fingers and toys can only go so far!"

The Demon Knight stared at her. He could smell her unwashed, fetid stink as she emerged from her masturbatory cocoon of blankets. His dick stirred, but he remained crouched in a little ball licking at the gold with his long narrow tongue, looking like a bizarre and muscular anteater.

The princess stood on her knees, yanking and plucking at her bra through her dress. Then she reached under and tugged her panties out from under the dress, pulling the discolored and moisture soaked cotton underwear off her skinny legs and bare feet before she tossed them away. The Demon Knight slowly stopped licking. He watched, transfixed as she turned around, flipped up her dress, and presented herself to him on her knees. Her wide hips and peachy pale buttcheeks stared at him. The sweaty dark pubic hair below looked wet and inviting, delicious and secret. She reached back with her hand and pried her self open with her fingers. The hair parted. Her pussy was reddish pink, the outer lips rubbed red from hours of masturbation, the pinkness inside was slick, open, delicate and beautiful. He could see within her, nearly to her cervix.

The Demon Knight scrambled to his feet. His cock was pointing forward, pulsing, rigid and screaming. The princess grinned. She grabbed the blankets and wrapped them around her top half, and she lay flat on the bed on top of her trusty left hand, which she positioned under her mound, massaging her clit. The demon jumped onto the bed, and it creaked and shifted violently. He took his dick in his hand and stood on his knees, reaching down and touching his cockhead to her pubic hair.

"No," she said. "Crush me."

The demon's eyes widened, and he shifted onto top of her, crushing her with full length of his body, his muscular frame pressing her into the soft mattress, his weight and pressure enveloping her, his man musk and heat drifting down onto her like a magical and oppressive cloud of warmth and sex.

"MMnNNhHMMM," she moaned under him, her face squashed against the mattress, her eyes half closed, her hips shifting under her, rubbing her buttcheeks against the abs and pelvis pressing down and squishing against them. She grinded her hood into her hand, rubbing herself with her fingers, electric pleasure racing through her body. She breathed deep and hard and desperate, nipples stiffening on her small, squished boobs. His dick was a blazing rod pointing down and rubbing against her pubic hair, her thighs, her lips. The demon shifted awkwardly on top of the wiggling princess not sure how or when he should enter her. She arched her back against him, rubbing her full body against him, convulsing and masturbating herself under him.

"MMHHmmNGG!" she came, sweating and shuddering with gasping euphoric releases. Her pussy, dripping, squished under her while she squirted into her own hand. The demon swallowed hard, feeling the twitching woman melt and slow under him. His dick leaked with precum; his balls ached for release. He rubbed himself against her, his shaft on her buttcrack, the soft flesh bouncing against his member.

"Fill me."

The demon did not need to hear any more. It arched its back, raising his pelvis, crushing and bending and stretching her under his hot, sweating, torso. The joints in her back popped and shifted – chiropractic sex - and she gasped with wide eyes at the electric sparks and rush of blood and feeling into her skinny back. He guided his dick under her asscheeks, finding her wet, twitching pussy. He gasped, panting, the head pulling apart the lips, entering her slowly. The princess closed her eyes, panic twitched through her gut, and she clamped her teeth together. She tightened, resisting the approaching member. She reached back into her mind for the feeling of need, the need to be filled and fucked and crushed, the need that escaped her lips in those two words, focusing on her weight, the heat and musk of the gorgeous demon soon to be inside of her, of his twitching member ready to pull her apart and stretch her with its heat. The high-pitched huff of air through her nose rose in volume and frequency. She reached out with her free hand and grabbed the demon's arm that was flexing against the bed. Her fingers couldn't reach around the full width of the demon's forearm. She gripped him, surprisingly strong, sweat dripping down her face. She slowed her breathing, relaxing herself. The demon understood, and trembling, vibrating, but with control, he entered her slowly, his dick pulled her a part and the head slid in. Her feet twitched and her legs reached out, wrapping around the demon's legs for support. She rubbed her thighs and calves against his like a cricket making music, panting wide eyed, the front of her brain awakened, absorbing every feeling of the demon penis slowly sliding within her, against her walls, her pussy stretching to allow more and more of its length. Warmth and itching arousal radiated through her; the demon's full length was within her, conjoined and rubbing against her entire being, every surface of her.

"Mnnhhllnn," she moaned, whimpered. She felt it, the spots within her, the electric gasping areas that needed attention. Rising up against the demon body, pushing up against it, but not fighting it, but wrestling with it, she began to pull her body across the demon penis, rubbing herself against its length, twisting her body and pulling herself, humping and grinding the heat of the demon cock, its pulsing rigid brilliance, humming and moaning with each small movement.

The demon grabbed her body with his hands, running his enormous palms against her ass, across her wrapped, bundled, blanketed, and protected torso, feeling the gasping, whimpering, shaking woman under and around him. And then he began to thrust, slowly increasing his speed with each pump.

"NNNMMMNN!!!" she moaned, mouth clamped shut as always. The demon followed her movements, fucking her with precision and understanding and gentle but forceful domination. Her scalp broke out into sweat and her shaking, moaning force rose with intensity with each pulsing, electric thrust, each piston movement shaking her pelvis, pleasured, numb, sore aching coursing through her, running from her pussy to her brain. Her eyes watered and she buried her face into the mattress.

"MMNNRRRNNHHH!" She came and shook and screamed, a deep burning throaty scream. Her entangled legs grew numb and weak, her shins and knees ached, her mind exploded with airy pleasure, her heart rose with adrenaline and hormonal bliss, her pussy tightened and hugged and held the demon's cock. The demon shuddered and held on, his penis pulsing and screaming within her grip, but she was still cumming, gasping and moaning and drooling, crushed and fucked and mindbroken and numb under her demon lover.

Her moaning died down to a pant and the demon slowly tugged his penis free from her, making wet slopping noises. He lifted his dick and placed it onto her asscrack. She stirred, feeling the wet warmth of her own juices on top of her butt. The demon rubbed his penis against her buttcheeks, pulling them apart, rubbing his dick up and down her in a wet assjob. He came almost in an instant; white hot ropes of bursting demon semen, spattered like batter or burning oil against her butt, dripping across and down the curved surfaces of her cheeks. She wiggled against it. It wasn't unpleasant. She felt her brain reawaken, arousal sparking across her. The demon's balls pulsed and churned, audibly pumping as they emptied over and over onto her ass.

She rolled over, gently pushing him off her. Her hands met his chest. His broad expanse of pure muscle, alien and strange and enticing. Cum dribbled from his still erect cock. With her other hand, she hugged the bundle of blankets to her chest, like a kitten grabbing onto a ball of string. The demon's tongue slipped out of his mouth, flitting over his eye like the tongue of a gecko before gliding down and playing with her lips. She opened her mouth and rose up to him, half-sitting, half-laying on her side. The demon tongue ran across her teeth, a smooth slippery massage across her mouth. Her tongue reached out and awkwardly ran across his, even though she tried not to, her tongue moved on its own, greeting the demon's tongue in the cave of her mouth. She raised her legs and clamped them around the demon's body, spider legs pulling him close to her, into her.

The demon gasped and pulled free of her mouth. Her heels dug into the small of his back, a little painfully, voicing her need. His dick burned again. He panted.

The princess grinned. The horny madness across the demon's face was apparent. She tugged him down with her legs, his chest on top of her, the blankets sandwiched between them. One hand reached across his back, groping his muscles. Her other hand was at her butt. The sticky, sloppy, heated semen was between her fingers, and she was rubbing the substance down her crack and against the puckered star of her asshole.

The demon tongue ran across her ears, cooling them with its wetness. His chest grumbled, a low quaking that vibrated her entire body through the blanket. She sighed, ready, and the demon plunged forward.

"AHH! AhHH!" The demon's cock ran through her and bumped against her limits. Her head tilted back. She panted madly, squirming in the demon's grasp. Her hand ran across the demon's tight, hunched back. Her fingers at her backdoor could feel the demon's cock within her, plunging from her front her. She pressed and probed up, massaging the demon's penis through her ass.

"UrrRrgg," the demon grumbling rose in volume at her touch. He thrusted, great horny strength pushing through her. His cock massaged her limits, pressure growing in her belly.

"Aouhh! Ouhhhh! MppHHH!" She moaned and, embarrassed, removed her hand from his sweating back and clamped it over her mouth.

The demon leaned in and wrapped his meaty pulsing arms around her, hugging her while his ass and balls moved and pumped and drove his cock against the entrance to her womb.

"MMM! MMNNHH! MNggGHHH!" she squealed, hand tightening like a gag across her face. Her leg muscles trembled across the demon's torso. Her grip was slipping and her thighs and calves and feet rubbed against him to gain control.

"Not inside," she said. A command, her voice gaining sudden clarity.

"rrggggRgggg..." the demon growled in desperation, trying not to cum, trying to control his great swinging testicles, his pulsing cock.

The princess was panting. Her brain was on fire. Pleasure glowed from her cervix, and she clamped onto him with all of her limps, arms reaching out and hugging him completely.

"AH!AAhhhHHaA!" she gasped, coming. Sweat dripped down her forehead and into her squinting eyes looking up at the demon. Their panting breaths and euphoric glows mixed together, and she couldn't tell the difference between the sounds of her lungs and the his.

The demon, eyes bugging out, pulled against her, tugging out of the slippery grasp of her limbs and pussy. Her hands grasped for him as he fell away. His cock sprung free, and his hand went to it immediately, stroking it with wild, furious movements. His face was twisted in humiliation, but the princess still stared at him wide-eyed, taking in every second as he hunched and jerked himself alone, spraying jets of cum from his cockhead and onto the bed, a puddle of his gorgeous manjuices glistening with shame and heat and glory on her bed, between them and in front of her.

She stared, transfixed by the pumping member and his testicles. The bizarre organs. How did they feel? What must their weight be like? The angry mollusk-like creature commanding him from between his legs.

She stood up onto her knees. The blankets fell from her. Her bra straps were in disarray and her dress was crumpled and wrinkled in ways that it would never recover from. She swayed on her weak knees, but she moved toward the demon. The demon, still jerking his penis, hunched and humiliated, noticed her with the face of a dog that had just been caught having an accident. Her hands coiled around his great neck, his swelling firm shoulders, and she pushed him down onto his back. The bed bounced and jittered.

The demon was stunned. He tried to get up, but she pushed him down, her cum-coated asscheeks against his belly. In front of her, between her legs and inches from her pussy, was the wilting demon penis and his relaxed, huge balls.

Her hand reached out, feeling their weight across her fingers, watching them move over and around her digits. She sniffed and then huffed, inhaling and living off the bitter masculine stink of his testicles and cum. She gripped his balls tight in her hand, making the demon jerk for a second, and then she lowered her head to his cock.

Her tongue, gingerly, cautiously, ran up his shaft, licking his substance, the burning, spicy taste of demon cum, and alongside it, her own taste that she recognized from her experienced fingers. She ran her tongue in circles around the mushroom head, savoring the difference in textures all the while panting and blanketing the demon penis with her breath.

"rruuhhhrrrruhhh..." the demon growled, a whimpering beg. His cock, used and spent, regained new life under her tongue and lips. She smiled and got up. The demon watched her, the princess, hike up her dress back around her chest. She stood over him, her reddish pussy staring down at him, her asshole above it dripped between her gorgeous, squishy little asscheeks. Her legs, slender and taut, repositioned themselves amongst the sheets. Her pussy lowered toward the stiffening cock.

"urrrrhh...." the demon gasped. His sensitive member was engulfed by her, finding its home again in her aching pussy.

"OHHHhh!" she gasped with shock, her mouth forming an O of surprise. She awkwardly steadied herself on his legs, moving up and down the growing shaft. She winced at its expanding girth within her. Her first instinct was to get off the growing thing, the thing coated in slimy cum, the pulsing thing threatening to release more, but she swallowed and focused on the movement of her body against the demon's prone form. Her ass slapping against his belly, the lovely friction against her.

"RRggggRRRRrr!"

The demon jerked under her and came inside her. The princess stopped for a half second, frozen, eyes gigantic, processing the pumping warmth filling her, it felt comfortable somehow, blazing but subtle.

"mmmm..." A smile crept across her face while she moaned. She tightened her grip on the demon's legs and road him as he came, painting her pussy and soul with his beautiful cum.