Sex and The Incubus I: Self-Pleasure I part one
Sex is a powerful thing, especially when performed correctly. It's an intimate thing. Something you had never understood and it pissed people off. Pissed them off enough to summon a demon.Your last week had been nothing but a dry spell and it was starting to get to you. Tomorrow would be your lucky day you thought.Tommorrow you would get laid were your last thoughts as you dropped into bed unaware of the golden eyes that watched you.
This is a dream, that was the only way to explain it. It was the only way to explain the lace black thong with a fluffy bunny tail in the backsoaked by precum. His body seemed to be oiled by the substance.It was the only way to explain the bulging pectorals, rock hard abs and sensitive nipples that ached to be touched and yet everytime you attempt to, a light jolt would zap you.
You curse and flick your wrist in annoyance. You attempt to run a hand through your cum matted hair. You of sex and your cock twitches in need of attention. In need of release, you can feel your balls more so now than ever, heavy and full, a shudder runs up you body.
"My, oh, my, what do I have here but a delicious snack." A voice purrs behind you, lightning strikes and you see stars as your pecs, your tits are massaged and groped by firm hands. You see stars as long grace fingers brush across your nipple, just the slightest bit of attention steals a gasp and you're on the verge of cumming.
"Ha... what a sensitive little meal you are. Maybe I should bend you and take you right here and now. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" It was a question you both knew the answer to. Your legs trembled and you could feel his cock resting on your supple asscheeks as if it belonged there, as if he belonged there. His voice was sultry but rough with a slight rasp. You tried to respond but all you do was moan as something slipped into your panties and gripped your cock, it doesn't stroke or anything, it simply grips. He let out a deep groan as if he was mournful.
"I'm supposed to fuck you so hard you can never walk again without feeling my cock inside. I should be fucking you like that." He says blank as he pulls and twist your tit with a sharp force drawing out a series of gasps and moan. Your cock begins to leak a river of precum, if you were any harder you would have passed out.
You hear a deep hum as your cock and tits are released from his grip. You blink in shock and when you open your eyes, you are now strung up by golden chains. Your mouth is stretched open as you suck upon a realistic cock. Your hole quivers with anticipation as footsteps approach and your eyes widen. He looks, he looks like you with only a few differences.
The same hair, same eyes, same abs with bulging pecs and large teasing nipples. His juts out straight and erect despite the barbels, his lips look like they were made for sucking cock, plump, soft and a glossy pink as if they've been stained with cum. His cock leaked precum and his thighs were glistening with some sort of clear liquid. As if he noticed your thoughts he turned around and bent over revealing a pink hole that seemed to wink as clear fluid ran from it. Your cock twitched and your hips bucked forward. You see his fingers run along his spine and you feel shuddered until they reached that hole. That drooling hole that you want to devour, that you want to fuck. A finger slips in a you moan as your hole stretches, an endless wave of pleasure runs through your body.
He removed his fingers and stood up straight, his body now wrapped in leather chaps and lace.
"Now, it is time to learn."
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