Defile The Demon

Lois breathed out. Her heart was pounding in her chest. The rubbery, swollen head of the cock—her cock—rested against the entrance to the demon's vagina. This was nothing that she had ever imagined herself doing. No fantasy, no erotic daydream, even in her most hormone-addled teenage masturbation sessions, had ever approached this. She didn't know how to move, how to act.

When Lois had lost her own virginity, it had been one of those stupid affairs...too much to drink, a handsome and willing enough boy, fiddling with a condom. She had remembered the sudden pain and crying into her pillow as he mad pumped into her, reciting lines from some porno. It had all been over long before Lois could even dream of cumming. After he had left, she had finished herself off with her fingers, grimacing through the pain, washed the blood off her fingers later... Lois had always thought she had gone past that, but standing where she was now, she knew she hadn't.

Something inside Lois wanted to explode. Her testicles almost ached. Just the feel of the demon's hot tunnel on the tip of her cock felt so good...and she knew, right then, how her long-ago partner had felt, faced for the first time with a fresh pussy. But Lois was different.

Still nestling the head of her cock in the entrance to Lady Etrigan's love tunnel, Lois bent down, placing her hands on those fat tits, letting her fingers sink into them. The demoness grinned as Lois started to knead her tits. The reporter lowered her mouth to Etrigan's pointed ear.

"One woman to another..." The reporter dropped her voice to a husky whisper. "I know what it's like to want it. But I need to hear it. Can you give me a little more dirty talk?"

Lois licked along the ear, ending with a nibble at the pointed tip, and she felt the demon shudder beneath her.

My burning cunt yearns

My breasts quiver with anticipation

My holes demand their turns

Fuck them all unto satiation!

How terrible to a virgin be

How hot my desire runs within

How I long for ye to defile me

Fuck me into a state of sin!

Fuck away my terrible barrier!

Fuck my cunt to the root!

Fuck me in the derriere!

My gash you must pollute!

"As you wish," Lois whispered...and then bit down on Etrigan's ear, hard enough she could taste hot, horrible ichor on her tongue. The demon howled in pain—and that was when the reporter shoved her hips forward, her demon prick bursting through Etrigan's hymen as though trying to nail the infernal bitch to the floor.

Lois gasped at the sudden, unknown sensations that enveloped her—it was like sticking her dick into a liquid furnace, the velvety walls grasping at her prick. It felt amazing...unlike anything in her experience, and she shoved the cock forward until the swollen balls slapped onto Etrigan's ass.

They stayed like there in that embrace for a moment, locked together. Then Lois smiled down at her now-deflowered lover, resisting an urge to kiss those wicked lips.

A fine distraction, my bonny lass

To cover the pain of my loss

Thy swollen balls nestle 'gainst my ass

Brimming with demon baby sauce.

Yet your lessons now are not complete

There is more for both to learn!

To fuck, to hump, to pump thy meat

And make thy lover's cunt burn!

"How do you want it," Lois gave Etrigan's nipples a twist. "Fast or slow?"