Suck him off

You lean your head forward and the demon pushes his hips out towards you, letting you lick the tip of his cock. He is warm and soft, tasting slightly floral perhaps. Whatever it is, his cock is delicious. You lick the underside of his tip as you let him past your lips, and his large presence fills you eager mouth. You start to lick and suck on him, and the fiend runs his hands through your hair before he grasps the back of your head with a grunt of pleasure. He pushes himself firmly into your mouth, until you can't get any further down his shaft due to his tip pressing against the back of your throat. He pumps his cock a couple of times into you mouth and then slowly pulls back until his cock flops out of your mouth, letting you taste his salty precum and leaving a trail of spittle.

The demon's hand stays on the back of your head, and he climbs onto your bed, moving you gently with him. The bed barely moves under him, making him appear to be quite light. He kneels in front of you as you lie half upright in bed, one knee either side of your hips and his big and wet cock now directly in front of your face.

Grabbing himself by the base, he slides back into your eagerly awaiting mouth, and pushes you down with his hand, this time pushing into your throat. You suck on him hard, trying not to gag on his cock, and he grabs your head with both hands. He begins to thrust again, moving his cock in and out of your mouth, and he moans at the pleasure he is gaining from face-fucking you. The incubus speeds up, starting to pound into your throat and groaning every time. You have to just let him use your mouth, licking and sucking him as best you can while his balls slap into your face.

The demon's moans slowly become louder, until he grips you hard and pulls you down firmly onto the base of his cock. You can feel his cock pulsating inside you as it pumps hot cum down your throat, before he slowly pulls back out, still squirting cum into your mouth. Greedily you such the last droplets of it out of him, then pull his softening cock out of your mouth so you can swallow the rest of his load in front of him.

He runs his thumb over your lips, tiding you up and letting you suck the juices of his finger, before he leans back and sits at the side of your bed.

"Ah, thanks, I really needed that, girl." He pauses for a moment, regaining his composure, and a fang-filled grin reappears on his lips. "You've passed the first trial."

"The first trial?" You ask him.

"Yes, the first proof of your commitment to sin."