Lily And The Beast

Lily could hardly breathe as the demon **** its throbbing bulk down her throat.

The young woman struggled against the creature assaulting her mouth, but her strikes and pushes did little to deter the supernaturally powerful demon.

The worst part was the steady trickle of vile, spicy liquid that flowed down her throat from the bulbous tip of the creature’s penis. The more fluid she drank, the warmer and more uncomfortable Lily started to feel.

Lily’s body started to tingle, especially between her legs. Within a minute, the young woman began to notice the not-unpleasant feeling of moisture dribbling from her nether lips. How could she feel excited from something as gross and barbaric as this?

The longer the creature’s **** went on, the less Lily fought the experience. Her eyes unfocused and her body went slack, only driving the creature into a greater frenzy.

Off in the distance, warning bells blazed. This was all very wrong. Lily could feel the creature tumbling towards a frightening climax and every fiber of her being told her to break away before it got to that point. Unfortunately, Lily’s body just would not move.

The creature grunted and suddenly pulled its entire bulk out of Lily’s mouth with a wet pop.

Lily gasped and felt a surge of relief that was short lived.

Shifting focus, the demon descended upon the young woman, it’s clawed hands ripping at her skirt, trying desperately to find purchase between her legs.

Oh god no! Lily thought. Not like this.

She was helpless to stop the creature, however. Her body felt so weak as the demon prepared to breed her.