Demon Sex Position Novels & Stories

Sucking up every last drop of cum until I’m completely clean. “Mmhm baby you're so sweet I could never get completely full of you. You're like a drug to me that I crave.” Sebastian says with a cheeky wet smile. His mouth glistened with my wetness turning me on even more. Without warning he picks me up and carries me over to the high lock bench. Laying me down on my flat stomach he latches me into the holds making sure there right but not tight enough to hurt. Imagine yourself lying down with your rear raised, similar to a doggy style position. Your body is positioned on a bench for support, and your ankles are securely fastened to the bench, preventing any movement.

His long tongue licked up the side of my neck and cheek. "You know us demons enjoy much more than mere humans, Mortas. I can pleasure you in ways you're not familiar with," he cooed and I rolled my eyes. Did no one know that Dane and Samson had been demons and one my lover. I chuckled and said,"I highly doubt that." His hand cupped my still soft member and I scowled at him.

He closed his hand there—not choking, not cruel—just enough pressure to tilt her head back, guiding her into him completely. Adelaide let it happen. Her free hand lifted, settling over his forearm as if anchoring herself. Her posture softened, trusting, her body fitting to his without hesitation. She sighed again, quieter, content, as though she had chosen this position rather than been placed in it. Dozens of demons stared. Some in shock. Some in disbelief. A few in something dangerously close to fear. This was not how the Devil presented possessions. Not how he displayed captives, concubines, or tools. This was something else entirely, and every demon in the chamber felt it.

I shimmied out of my yoga pants and underwear, standing naked in my living room while a demon in an expensive suit watched me like I was prey. The contrast between us—him fully clothed, me completely bare—made me feel vulnerable in a way that was somehow arousing. “On your knees,” Oberin commanded softly. “Let’s see that pretty mouth in action.” I dropped to my knees on the hardwood floor, my heart racing. He stood, towering over me, and slowly unbuckled his belt. When he freed himself, I couldn’t help but stare. Of course a demon would be hung like a fucking p**n star.

No, reaching inside the pentagram was forbidden. What if I poke him with a stick? He can’t just lie there in my tower, can he? I have enough problems on my plate without a dead demon! ** I was in agony. Every bit of my body that was still there was emanating with pain, even my tail. “Demon, are you alive? Demon! Damn you, you’re a rascal, not a demon!” It was clearly a girl’s voice. She seemed young and quite upset. She had a throaty contralto, clear and singsong, like hot chocolate.

He left it in me while he was static. Few seconds later he began to thrust in and out of my pússy, going faster and faster inside of me. Out of pleasure I squeezed his dîck while it was in my pússy. "Ohh fúck me master. Fúck your slut," I kept moaning as he continued his thrusts, my pussy was already sore after so much fúckîng but he wasn't done yet. Neither of us had reached climax. He put me in the doggy position and began to fúck me while he grabbed my bôøbs from behind. He changed position again and was on top of me, he spread my legs and continued his thrusts.

I get down behind her before pushing her upper body down on the ground. They called it Demon position when I searched up sex positions. They whole group is smiling when Kenzie and I look up and I feel a little heat on my neck. Clearing my throat, I go back to my spot and the game continues with a few make-outs and some more explicit dares until we get bored. I've learned something new about Eva tonight. She is definitely not all shy and innocent like she seems to be. The dancing and drinking continues until we all become tired and go to bed.

- Keep him inside to keep him in place. The demon holding on to his hips sinking his nails and the streams of blood dripping pushing and pulling from the table the legs of it creaking and rocking even the one made of marble, he was leveraging his hips beating his testicles their bodies in movements the sweat and sex a pants and boxers that were in the middle of his thighs, making off-axis movements impossible.

Her boobs bouncing in his face as he thrust into her with an inhumane speed. "You like it kitten?" He slaps her cheeks hard which she screams. "Ye--yes-yeah. It feels so good. Oh fuck, Damon please don't stop. I need more." Her core dripping out her juices which coated his cock. Soon sloppy noise made rhythm with his thrusts, she was so wet it drove them high. Gasping for air as she cries with each plunge. Suddenly he flips their position, her legs over her head with him above her. His body covered hers, loving her small form beneath him. His arms rest on each side of her head holding each foot. This is more than a dangerous position. It was a lethal one which she hope she'll survive.

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL