Karen ripped the VR goggles off her head and the demon was still there. She had been playing the latest underground game sensation Silly Summoning:IV where the objective was to perfect your Demonic Arts And Crafts. It was a joke game, made just for laughs. But the very real demon in front of her was no joke!
It was male, no doubt of that judging from the huge erection it sported. Black leathery wings folded back against brick-red skin. It had otherwise taken the form of a naked man. Gold eyes peered from a handsome yet twisted face. It stood around six feet tall. It, he, was leering at her and rubbing his palms together in delight.
The demon Krespo was pleased! He had been waiting patiently in Hell for his turn to be summoned, it must have been two hundred years or more. Now before him was truly a sight to thrill a demon's black heart.
Karen was six feet even barefoot, shoulder length red hair and green eyes. Her body was lush, firm breasts and wide hips, a generous ass and perfect porcelain skin. She had ripped some odd device from her head in panic and was staring at him in disbelief. Excellent! He liked his prey off balance and panicked.
Karen was impressed. This demon was shredded, great six pack and a huge cock. Supernatural being or not she liked her men hung. She had no idea how performing a made-up spell in a computer game could have done this but she was a woman who never wasted anything. And it HAD been months since her last encounter...
"So demon, what's up? How's everything? Let's fuck." Karen didn't waste time either. She wasn't worried about her immortal soul or Evil with a capital E, she was just horny. Karen intimidated most men. It was the vibe she gave off, it came from her past as an Army MP. She did not take shit or suffer fools gladly. And she loved sex.
Krespo was confused. He'd been summoned many times before and they always screamed. Man or woman, young or old, he tended to terrify. It HAD been a few hundred years, sure, but the humans he recalled were small, dirty and ignorant. Perhaps this human woman was a witch. Well, whatever humans asked for Krespo was a master at turning their requests into their worst nightmares.
But wait, was she asking for sex? ASKING for it? No, she was telling him. Krespo intimidated everyone with his massive organ, almost a foot long and as thick as a wrist. Women were horrified, and the men! Bargains involving NOT being anally raped by his member had garnered Krespo many a soul.
Karen thought she might be confusing the poor demon. He was just standing there looking dumb. Karen quickly began stripping off her sweats and panties, that was all she ever gamed in. Once naked she struck a sultry pose, one hip cocked, hand on hip, chest out. "Get that cock over here, tall red and handsome" she said. "I need a ride on that." She licked her lips.
Now Krespo was dumbfounded. Where was the fear? Where was the bargaining? Where was... She was advancing on him now, looking him up and down, circling him, running a finger over his skin. She seemed to be... purring? She was getting excited for some reason! What the devil was going on?
Karen took her time checking out her new arrival. Great ass, nice thighs, those wings looked pretty cool, she wouldn't mind seeing them unfolded, later. Now she just took her demon by the hand and led him over to the couch. She backed him next to it and, placing a hand on his chest, shoved him down onto it. She was staring at his cock now, just at his cock, and her pussy was starting to drool down her leg.
Krespo's cock was permanently hard, the better to rape you with. Karen didn't know or care, it was hard now. She straddled his legs and lowered herself onto him, feeling his hot hardness sink into her wet tightness. She loved the feeling of being really stretched, it drove her pussy crazy! She slid up and down his pole, hands on his shoulders, licking her lips and staring at the demon with naked hunger.
Krespo was past caring at this point, nothing seemed to be going right for him this time. Karen's beautiful D-cups were bouncing in front of his face, she was moaning her arousal, head thrown back, eyes closed in pleasure. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down farther onto his tool, trying to split her open but she just fucked her hips at him faster!
Karen was on fire. Her cunt was filled to the brim and now the demon was trying to fit more of himself inside her, she loved it! Her tits needed attention, she cupped them and ran her thumbs over her tight nipples. Her demon lover hadn't said a word, just kept his cock hard and his mouth shut. She could get to like this guy.
Krespo went for an old standard. Horns sprouted from his head, shiny and black, long and pointed. He tried to spread his wings but the couch was getting in the way, none of this was having the desired effect on his summoner. She was riding him faster now, hips slamming back and forth on his marble-hard thighs.
Karen was cumming around her demon lover's pole like never before. It was like her biggest toy come to life. Her legs were shaking, hips gyrating madly, she released his shoulders and grabbed his horns, his HORNS, and was slamming her pelvis into his rock hard cock, whining with need, gushing juices and swearing like a sailor.
Karen's hips finally gave one last roll and she sighed, opened her eyes. "Yikes. THAT was nice. I'm Karen by the way. Does this thing ever get soft?" She wiggled her butt a bit, still impaled on his shaft. "Upsy-daisy" she said and slowly pulled herself off his foot long monster meat.
Krespo spoke at last. "No. Always hard." His voice was incredibly deep, it shook her to her bones and awoke that tingle in her pussy again. "Why are you not frightened of me? Are you a witch?"
Karen loved this guy's voice, she could imagine sitting on his face, holding onto those horns as he ate her cunt and hummed in that deep voice, just thinking about it made her gush again. "Nope, not a witch, sorry," she said. "Just a twenty eight year old American woman in charge of her own orgasms." She looked askance at the demon. "Have you ever even been summoned before?"
Krespo bristled at the thought. "I've been summoned by you vermin called humans since there WERE humans." He looked around himself for the first time. "Just not lately..." he continued. Where in Heaven was he? There were little colored lights blinking everywhere, what looked like a moving painting with detailed little figures inside, the floor under his feet wasn't wood or dirt but some soft fiber, strange music was coming from the device she had thrown from her head, tinny and far off sounding.
Karen had taken a seat across from him. Still naked, no shame, just as if she were in some sort of uniform. Her legs were open and her sex still glistened at him. She crossed her arms behind her head and stretched, pulling her breasts up. Her nipples seemed to be pointed accusingly at him somehow.
