Title:           /trash(hail satan) A Demon's Whims Ch2
Author:          TimRorik
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First Edit:      Monday 12th of September 2016 03:02:44 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Monday 12th of September 2016 09:30:53 PM CDT

The second chapter, in which things heat up.
 
 
>So Sarah came back to your place today.
>You've been edging her every couple of hours.
>You can see the strain wearing on her.
>You don't know why she hasn't just finished herself off yet but you're both having fun.
>She can cook too.
>Good thing that you're a chilly-head because everything in this place is so spicy it almost hurts.
>Even the fucking tap water seems to be made of curry and probably passes the scovile scale.
>Seriously.
>You tried to get a glass of water and the glass melted.
>"That's what hell is." Sarah explained to you after you had (pic related) expression and making the FFFFFFFFFFFFF sound. "It's not so much, hell-fire and brimstone while flaying your skin. It's more a stream of constant annoyances that will never get better."
"...Yeah, you know what? That's a pretty good description of hell."
>"I know." She smiled, pleased with herself.
>Since you're standing at the tap, being frustrated and Sarah's leaning against the wall, smiling smugly with her eyes closed, you think that it's time for a little more fun.
>You hands recently handled the spicy AF water.
>You get up to her silently, spin her around and slam her against the wall.
>She lets out a cute yelp of surprise.
You whisper into her ear. "If it gets too much for you, just say red."
>"What the hell are you talking about, too much? You do know who your taking to right?"
You smile. "That's what I was expecting to hear." And jam your hand down her pants.
>You slather her pussy in left-over spice, rubbing and pushing though her folds as she moans and gasps.
>You hold her waist with your other arm, stopping her from moving.
>"Ohhh. That's nice. Mmhh, right there... Wait. Oh no.."
"Oh no?" You ask like Wesker to Chris.
>"It's hot." She begins twisting in your arms moaning in pain and pleasure. "It's hot, it's hot! OW! Oh shit, this is good!"
You push her more firmly against the wall and slip a finger into her gushing hole. "This is my brand of torture dearie."
 
>"Ah, FUCK! This is so good. AH, it hurts!"
>You begin stroking your finger in and out of her.
>You feel all her little ridged and folds, trying to suck your finger in, up to the knuckle, while the soft flesh inside spasms in the presence of the spice.
>She's making noises, as you slide you fuck her with your finger, between immense pain and irredeemable, satanic, wonderful, awful pleasure.
>Her hips begin humping into your hand, harder then before, faster and more urgent.
>The ear you're nibbling on keeps flicking.
>Sarah reaches behind her, holding you close.
>She turns and says to you. "Please. This is so good. I need to cum. Faster."
>You comply, curling your hand so that on each stroke of your finger, your hand rubs her clit.
>Dragging the hood back and rolling it on each up-stroke and pressing it down on each down-stroke.
>Her hips follow your movement, speeding up.
>Her breathing gets faster, the faster you go.
>She pulls you into her much more firmly, forcing your erect penis into the cleavage of her ass.
>Sarah can barely speak. "P-Please s-stop, HAH, t-teasing me! Oh fuck! I'm going to cum."
>You hold you finger inside her and swirl it around, mixing up her insides.
>Her head snaps back and her moans come out as mewls as her voicebox tightens.
>Her pussy is literally sucking on your finger, trying to pull it further inside.
>Her voice is breathy "Oh, I'm gonna cum. I'll cum so hard. If you stop now, I'll never speak to you again. OH!"
>You shove another finger inside her, stretching her slightly, causing her to wail.
You whisper into her ear, right on the edge of her climax. "Cum for me Sarah."
>And she goes off like a firecracker.
>Her cunt immediately clamps down on your fingers like a vice while she screams.
>Sara's vagina is tugging and sucking on your fingers so hard, you feel one of your knuckles pop.
>Her body is grinding and thrashing against you as she rides out her massive orgasm.
 
>You hear a spattering on the ground as she gushes girl-cum down her legs, soaking your hand.
>Her moans die down to whimpers as she winds down, enjoying the afterglow.
>Her legs give out and you slowly lower her down the wall and into your lap.
>She whimpers lightly as your still toy with her labia lips and clit, shooting little jolts of pleasure up her spine.
>Eventually, she calms down enough to say. "T-Thank you. That was amazing."
"No problem." You say as you plant a small kiss on her cheek.
>You lean back, pulling Sarah on top of you by her waist and cunt, giving her a little squeal as her whole body weight is briefly pulled on by her sodden pussy.
>She lets you gently massage the abused hole as she coos in after-sex bliss, leaving you to think about your own problems.
>You've got it pretty good here.
>Home, all the amenities you could ask for.
>Everything's free.
>Sex-crazed baphomit that won't leave you alone and a succubus, two minutes away.
>You should probably make some plans for tomorrow, since it's too late to do anything today.
>You feel Sarah shifting on you and decide that that's enough.
>You slide your pruned fingers out of her soaked pants and rest your hand on her stomach.
>She settles down and sighs deeply.
>"You know, that was really nice. If you're as good with your dick as you are with your fingers... Well, don't let too many find out about it."
"Why?"
>"Us demons... We're a... rambunctious bunch. So when we hear about a guy that gives good dick, word tends to spread rather quickly."