A bit too slow.

You nod and take a deep breath. This is something you are sure you can take, after all, it’s just masturbation. You’ve done this sort of thing before. Granted before it was with an actual sex toy rather than something like that lamp there, but it is something that you know you can do. You walk over to the lamp and slowly pick up the long and slender device. This won’t be too bad. You remind yourself how amazing those little bumps are going to feel against you when you slide the object into your body. You slowly run your fingers along it and then look back to the ghostly priestess one last time. You can deal with this. It’s just masturbation, and you know you can reach your orgasmic high before anything too serious happens.

You quickly work on undressing as is necessary for this. You slip off the lower half of all of your clothing, feeling a little bit self conscious in front of the priestess. While you don’t mind the idea of getting yourself off while someone is watching, the idea of being nude before the dead priestess kind of bothers you.

Once you’ve stripped off all of your lower clothing you quickly set to work, brining the long lamp up and lining it up with your dripping slit. All it takes is a few nice thoughts of how it would be to have an attractive man below you, and suddenly you push the lamp up between the lips of your sex. The bumps on the outside feel delightful as you slide the long neck of the lamp up into your sex before slowly beginning to move it in and out. This feeling really is amazing. You could just do this all day.

You continue to slowly thrust the long silver lamp in and out of your sex, soft moans escaping your lips. You can’t believe how amazing this feels. You never want to stop. The lamp seems to have taken some sort of strange action. It doesn’t feel so much like a lamp as it feels like some form of thick, pulsing cock, pulling you open. It’s like a monster, pulling you apart. You aren’t sure how long you can last against this sort of sensation. You moan loudly again, your knees shaking slightly as you continue to thrust the lamp in and out of your tightness. It’s amazing, absolutely amazing. Your eyes are screwed shut tightly, but the lamp seems to be shooting bolts of electrical pleasure through your nervous system in a way that flashes of light appear before your eyes. This is just amazing.

The object continues to move inside of you, driving you mad, and driving you wild. This is more than you had expected. While you had thought that the lamp would probably feel good inside of you, you never predicted that it would feel this good. It was like you had reached some sort of heaven-like state. This was excellent. It was something that you could hold onto forever without ever wanting for anything else. You were pretty sure you could even go without food, water, or sleep as long as you kept up the actions you were now using this lamp for. It felt almost like a real cock. It moved and twitched inside of you. How could this even be real? This was just a lamp wasn’t it?

“Hurry, or you may release more demons than you can handle.” The ghostly image of the priestess had moved over to you and draped herself over your back. Her hands were in position like they were trying to help you push the lamp up into your dripping and soaked sex, but really her hands weren’t even passing through yours. She wasn’t helping at all.

The part that had helped you was the fact that she had spoken to you about the demons that were escaping. Realization hit you like a ton of bricks. This was not just any ordinary lamp. It was a cursed lamp, a lamp that was possessed by an evil spirit. Oh, how had you forgotten that? The longer this lamp was in use, the more of the demons hidden inside were able to escape. You were foolish, and now you were probably going to suffer the consequences of that. You quickly moved your hands in rapid motions, sliding the long object in and out of you, but you still weren’t ready to cum. You had taken time to enjoy yourself and now it was going to take even more time to actually get the work done.

Your movements grow faster and more ****. There needed to be a way to get this done fast. You continue to pound the item in and out of your sex, increasing the speed and **** of your thrusts. Your moans were coming hard and sharp with every thrust of the cursed object into your folds. This was maddening, but it was so good. You let out a few more moans. They were getting faster and harder and you found yourself out of breath soon enough. After a few more thrusts you let out a long and sharp cry that split through the room, and then you slumped over, your juices leaking over the object that was still buried deep inside of you.

Your breathing comes in short gasps and you look up. A few puffs of smoke were beginning to form something more. You sighed and let your head fall forward before looking up again, deciding to find out just how many demons had escaped.