Demon’s Pet 04

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Series notes: This story crosses into a few different categories. It's primarily a Sci-Fi/Fantasy piece. However, there are several scenes involving incestuous sex - which is why it is categorized the way that it is. ~ This piece is part of a series. The story will make more sense if you read it from start to finish. ~

All of the chapters in the story-chain will be submitted at the same time and should appear every day or so - depending on what the admins decide.

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~~~ Wednesday ~~~

I felt someone move beside me - and opened my eyes. I was in my bed - under the covers - and my demon girlfriend/wife/whatever was smiling at me.

My last memory was of doing homework. I must have passed out and she had put me to bed - and then either stayed with me or returned.

She ducked down - out of sight - and I felt her lips and mouth wrap around my penis. I grabbed her horns in my fists and held on for dear life as she drained my balls in record time. When her face reemerged, she licked her lips, and smiled at me.

I laughed at her. There was no way in hell that any of my spunk had been on her lips - my cock had been buried in her throat when I came. She giggled and I kissed her - and then hugged her to my chest.

I slid through the day avoiding sexual intercourse as often as possible -mostly by walking around looking like Jacob Sanders. As I left her classroom, Ms. A confirmed that I was expected to visit later.

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At the end of the day, I grabbed my bag and headed for the car - to find Kendall Laramie - the shy girl from third period - waiting for me - standing on the passenger side of my vehicle. I hit the button to unlock the car doors. She tossed her bag into the back seat and then climbed in up front.

Since she hadn't spoken, I brushed my mind over hers to see what she wanted. There was a very clear picture of her bedroom in her mind. The image was so clear, in fact, that I was certain that I could have simply portaled there.

I drove her home. I parked along the street in front of her house, waited for her to grab her bag, and then followed her inside.

When we got to her room, she said, "I need to grab a shower real quick."

As she began stripping, I undressed as well. She looked at me curiously but didn't say anything. When she headed down the hallway in her bra and panties, I followed, fully nude.

"What are you doing?" she asked, laughing.

"Helping," I said.

Once we were in the bathroom, she peeled off her underwear - blushing fiercely - and then stepped into the shower. I joined her. When the water came on, I dropped to my knees and turned her to face me.

"You can't!" she gasped. "I'm ... dirty."

I grinned up at her and said, "Ah ... but I like dirty girls."

As I covered her sex with my mouth, her hands went into my hair - pushing and pulling at the same time. She shrieked as I licked her slit, sucked on her labia, and lapped at her clitoris.

I looked up - into her eyes - and asked her the one question I needed the answer to.

"I can tear your hymen away with my tongue or my penis - your choice."

"Penis," she said, without hesitation.

She panted and moaned as I tore her thighs, vulva, and cunt-mouth up with my lips and tongue - never touching her maidenhood.

I got her to cum and then let her shower in peace. I even helped scrub a little. She giggled at me when I tugged on her nipples. She shoved my hands away. I grabbed her ass instead and she shrieked with laughter. I caught her chin in my hand and kissed her on the lips. I got her rinsed, dried off, and then I carried her down the hall.

"How strong are you?!" she gasped.

"You have no idea," I replied.

I stepped into her room, kicked the door shut, and wove my spells.

"Me on top or you?" I asked.

"You."

"One quick thrust to pop your cherry - or nice and slow and barely noticeable?"

She suddenly looked nervous.

"I can still use my tongue," I offered.

"I trust you," she said. "Naomi said it was wonderful."

She peeled back the covers on her bed and laid herself in the middle of the mattress. I crawled between her thighs, licked her pretty little shaved pussy, then her clit, her navel, her nipples, and her lips. When I slid my tongue into her mouth, she sucked on it.

"Naughty ...," I said, grinning at her.

She giggled.

I gripped a breast in one hand, a hip in the other, and then peered into her body to approximate what size she needed. She gasped as my penis slithered into place by itself - nosing against her entrance.

"Ready?" I asked.

She kissed me and then said, "Yes."

In one swift motion, I speared my prick inside of her, cut through her hymen, and then widened my shaft until we fit perfectly together. The air rushed out of her lungs all at once. She looked up at me - her eyes wide. That lasted half of a heartbeat and then she looked at my lips, kissed me, and smiled.

"I'm ready," she said.

I knew she wasn't. She still hadn't even gotten used to having my cock inside of her. I tried to be gentle. She wasn't sure that she wanted me to be gentle - but I knew she wasn't ready for even half as much as Naomi had experienced the last time we'd been together. She would, undoubtedly, be ready for more next time. I fucked her, waited for her to finish cumming, and then did it again - and then one more time after that.

"How have you not already cum?" she asked me.

"I'm pretty good at this," I told her, snickering.

"No fucking kidding!" she gasped. "Are you even close?"

"I can cum whenever you're ready," I said. "Are you on the pill?"

"Yes?" she replied hesitantly.

"Is that your final answer?" I asked - giving her a smile.

"Yes," she said more firmly.

"Good enough," I told her.

I fucked her harder than I had before - fast and furious - or at least as quickly and furiously as she could handle. When her next climax was ready to begin, I started firing spicy cum-drops inside of her.

"Oh ... fuck ...!" she moaned.

I still hadn't figured out if the little flames - igniting within their pupils - meant that I'd knocked them up or not. She had it too though. We lay together, relaxing, until we heard the garage door begin to open.

"Shit!" she gasped.

I started grabbing my things. I headed down the hall - towards the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" she called after me.

"Don't worry about me," I replied. "I'm VERY sneaky."

I stepped into the bathroom, threw on my clothes, and portaled into the trees at the edge of her yard. I strolled over to the car, unlocked the door, slid behind the wheel, and started to pull away. She waved from her bedroom window. I used my magic to peek inside of the house and saw an angry adult stomping up the stairs. I got the hell out of there.

I walked into the house and headed for my room. My sister sniffed as I passed her.

"Need a tissue?" I asked.

She shot me a confused look and then scowled at me.

Malady portaled into my room as soon as I arrived. I really needed to ask her how she always knew when I got home. Maybe there was some lingering mental connection that she was using or something ...

I held a finger up, telling her to wait. I shrouded myself and then portaled to Oklahoma, Arizona, and beneath a pier I'd once explored in Florida. From there I slid into my least favorite bedroom in the demon world. I used all of the precautions that I had employed the previous day - but I was much faster building and opening the portal this time.

The shackles - where the male prisoner had been were still empty - thank God.

I headed towards the front of the cave and nearly ran into Repression as she returned to her room. I wasn't sure what would happen if we collided - or she walked through me - but I threw myself against the wall to avoid the contact.

I had barely entered the front room when the next infusion of power swept through my body. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists and rode it out - refusing to allow my body to reform itself. Despite that, I felt my claws harden, strengthen, lengthen, and sharpen. I felt the same thing happen to the rows of fangs within my jaws. My eyesight also grew sharper.

Malady's mom came out of her room and headed for the exit to their home. I quickly cozied my mind up against hers and rode along, mentally, as she peeled back the locks, defenses, and alarms so that she could leave.

As soon as she was outside, I pulled my mind back into myself. I stepped confidently up to the doorway and began replicating what I had just watched her do. I grinned as the last tripwire fell away and I sensed that the way was clear. I strode from their cave-like home to see Repression spin around with a concerned look on her face. She hurried back to the entrance but - by the time she returned - all of the protections had fallen back into place. She stood there, staring at it, as I strode away.

The area outside of their home reminded me of a desert - but darker - like at twilight. It was similar to some of the places I had seen in Arizona - hills, hollows, canyons, caves, and prickly vegetation. Small creatures darted around - no doubt looking for something to eat. They were oblivious to my presence.

I traveled and explored for several minutes - moving as far from Malady's home as possible - while still keeping it in sight. I found several places that I could use to portal in and out. The area was also filled with deep shadows.

Undoubtedly, since I had learned shadow-stepping from my demon lover, any demon could hide (or move) in the shadows. I would need to keep my shroud wrapped around me as I came and went.

I portaled back to the Grand Canyon - then Florida - then a dark alley in Chicago - and then back to my room.

Once again, Malady tackled me and shoved her mind into mine. This time, however, she also shoved my cock inside of her cunt. I shrouded the room and let her play. She fucked me furiously as she replayed my time with Kendall. She fucked me even harder after she had seen me make my escape from her home. My climax erupted inside of her as she kissed me hungrily.

"You've done it!" she gasped.

I couldn't help but laugh at how excited she was. I knew that (by watching my memories as I studied the steps her mother had taken to leave) she now held the keys that she needed, to be able to walk out of her mother's homey little prison whenever she was ready.

There was a knock at my door.

"Dinner," my sister called.

"Homework after you fuck Ms. Auberzinski," Malady whispered.

I nodded, kissed her, and she slipped away. I got dressed, straightened my hair, and headed for the dining room table.

My sister ignored me as she ate. I returned the favor in spades. She huffed at me when I got up to deal with my dishes. I don't know what she was so mad about. I did my best to leave her alone.

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I portaled from my room to the corner of Ms. A's yard - and then shadow-stepped into the house. She was waiting at the door. She was already naked. As I wrapped my arms around her, she froze - and then relaxed.

"How?" she asked.

"Magic," I told her.

"I need some of your magic," she whispered.

She took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom. She shoved the covers to the side, crawled to the center, and waited - on her hands and knees - for me to join her. I gave her a lusty growl and peeled off my clothes. She looked over at me and her eyes blazed with lust.

I climbed in behind her, pushed her face and shoulders down into the mattress, stroked my fingers through her thick pussy hair, grabbed her tits in both fists - and slammed my cock inside of her.

The siren-song of her keening wail called to my testicles - begging for them to throw themselves at her. They flung at her everything she could handle and more. Without waiting for her to climax, I filled her with my seed - and then proceeded to churn it into butter inside of her clasping cunt. She whimpered and moaned as she felt the frothy mess warm her from the inside out. In minutes, a series of orgasms claimed her. She screamed out one climax and then another.

When she finally collapsed onto the mattress, I rolled her to her side, facing me, and snuggled in to give her kisses and cuddles.

"I think I'm pregnant," she whispered.

She watched my eyes - to gauge my response.

"I can't marry you," I told her.

"I know," she replied, caressing my jaw. "I want to keep the baby, though, if I am."

"I'll visit often," I promised with a smile.

Lust kindled in her eyes again and she hugged my neck and kissed me hungrily.

I stayed with her for another half-hour or so and then kissed her goodnight. I dressed, walked into the hallway, and shadow-stepped to the other end of the house. I created a portal back to my room and stepped through.

Malady was on me in a flash, pulling down my pants, and hungrily devouring my cock as she replayed everything that my History teacher and I had been up to. Once she had filled her belly, we worked on my homework.

When that was completed, we crawled into bed and snuggled. I rubbed my hand over her abdomen.

"Soon," she promised. "Once I'm free."

I kissed her and closed my eyes.

~~~ Thursday ~~~

Kadence came to chat with me while she and the girls waited for Ms. Sweeney to appear. She pulled my hands onto her tight little butt and leaned into me to get kisses. When the girls' PE teacher finally arrived, she called to Kadence, and then wriggled her fingers at me in a little wave.

"Fuck, dude," Jacob said. "There's no way I'm competing with that shit! Try to leave something for the rest of us, will ya?"

I turned my head, to look at him, and I heard his breath hitch in his throat.

"Tell me who to avoid and I'll do my best," I told him.

He nodded and said, "Fair. Thanks, man."

I nodded back - and then turned back to watch Kadence's firm little ass in those skin-tight gym shorts that she liked to wear.

After first period, I left the gymnasium to run straight into Alicia Dyson.

"Fuck," I snarled.

She hooked her arm through mine and herded me off of the main path - towards one of the dead-end hallways.

I took over. I steered her towards the lockers, peered inside with my magic, found an empty one, and reached for the handle - magically unlocking it as I lifted the latch.

I trapped Alicia between the locker, the door, and my body - and then slid my right hand into the waistband of her skirt - and then inside of her panties.

"Hey," she said. "I just want to ..."

I hooked my middle finger and speared it inside of her cunt. I lengthened and widened the portion that was buried inside of her until it barely fit.

"Oh ... God!" she gasped.

I jerked my hand up and down - at a frantic pace - finger-fucking her twat like she had never before been finger-fucked. She gripped my collarbone in her fists and her eyes rolled back into her forehead. She squirted when she came - ruining her panties and her skirt. I shrank my finger back to normal, pulled it from her twat, shoved it between her lips and waited for her to suck it clean.

I turned and headed for class. I passed a boy - standing in front of his locker - staring at Alicia. I realized it was Jacob. I shook my head and just kept walking.

On my way to class, I passed the hippy Art teacher. She had a cart of painting supplies. She was standing in front of a bare section of wall that the students from her classes had begun to pencil designs onto over the last couple weeks.

I slowed my pace and studied the designs for a moment. She turned to smile at me. She sniffed the air and I knew I was in trouble. I should have sensed her arousal as I approached - but I'd still been distracted with Alicia.

You know how a cat's chest rumbles when it's happy? I swear that's what she did. She was already reaching for me when I slipped past her. At the next corner, I glanced back. She was still following me. I stopped and turned to face her.

"Please ...," she whispered huskily.

"When do you take lunch?" I asked.

"11:15," she answered.

"Your room, 11:15," I told her.

She stood taller, nodded, and strode back towards her little cart. I sighed and headed for class - again.

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A few minutes after 11 o'clock, I slipped into the Art room. Mrs. Walters was right behind me and followed me in. She caught my elbow and guided me to the back of her classroom. There was a yoga mat on the floor. Without a word, she began removing her clothes. I locked the room and shrouded us - then I began to undress.

As soon as I was naked, she kissed me while her hand explored my balls and cock. I slid my hand to her crotch and confirmed my long-held suspicion that the woman had probably never shaved or trimmed her pubic hair.

She growled into my mouth as I stroked my fingers through her curly thatch - and teased my fingers along the slick lips of her pussy. She pushed me down onto the thin mat and - in a heartbeat - had my cock buried inside of her. I bumped up the length and girth to fill her and her eyes widened.

"Goddess ...," she moaned.

She kissed me hard and then began sucking my nipples as she fucked herself on my cock. I caught her swaying breasts in my fingers and tugged on her stiff little nubs.

She was cumming within a couple minutes - but she didn't slow down. By the end of her half-hour lunch period, she had climaxed two more times - and then rolled onto her back and ordered me to fill her. I did as she asked.

The bell rang and I climbed off of her, got dressed, and headed for the door. There were already students tugging on it - trying to get it open. I shadow-stepped to the furnace room and then slipped into the hall, locking the door behind me. I felt eyes on my back and turned to see Principal Prattle scowling at me.

"I'm watching you, Mr. Levid," she said.

"I like to watch too," I told her with a wink. "Sometimes I cum without even touching myself."

Her scowl hardened. I turned back towards my next class. My stomach rumbled. I chose to ignore it - just as I had the unhappy administrator.

I scooted through the rest of the day without incident.

I strode into my room and collapsed onto the bed. It was getting harder and harder to keep from getting dragged off for sex by every horny female.

Malady tumbled onto the mattress beside me and ran her fingers through my hair. She pressed her lips to my forehead and quickly rummaged through my memories. She peeled my pants off of me and sucked down the Art teacher's flavor. She licked her lips and then tried to kiss me. I laughed and pushed her away. She giggled as she grappled with me.

My door began opening and I realized that I hadn't closed or locked it. Malady dove for the portal as I pulled the blankets over my nakedness.

"Hey, uh, sorry," Mom said, sticking her head inside. "I've got this little work get-together," she said.

"You don't want to go by yourself - and Melissa refused to go?" I asked.

"Am I that predictable?" she sighed.

"This is the boss that stares at your ass?" I asked her.

"Oh, Lord! Did I actually tell you that?" she asked.

"I overheard you telling Melissa," I explained.

"I try to work remotely whenever I can," she sighed, "mostly to avoid him."

"I'll go along and run interference," I said.

"Oh, honey! I'll owe you big time!"

I waved away her promise. She glanced down at me and finally realized that I was kind of lying awkwardly on the bed. Her eyes widened a little.

"I ... uh ... We'll leave at 6 o'clock," she said. "Your sister will be on her own for dinner. There's supposed to be hors d'oeuvres there, but I'll stop and get you something on the way home if it sucks."

As Mom left, I peeked through the walls to see what my sister was doing. She had listened to the conversation and was relaxing onto her bed, looking conflicted. She probably worried that - if she went with Mom - the boss would just eye-fuck her as well. I definitely would have, if I were him. It was hard for my sister to dress in something that didn't attract the eyes of the males around her.