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  She slowly walked over to the new arrivals, making sure to turn her body in such a way that they could see all of her slim naked body.

  She met the gaze of one of the demons. His dick was by far the largest. It was definitely at least twelve inches long, she estimated, and was also very thick. She brought a finger to her dripping cunt and shoved two of her fingers inside her pussy, covering them in her wetness. She turned to the second demon and rubbed her pussy juices on his cock, lubricating him.

  “Why don’t you two both fuck me,” she suggested, turning her ass towards the second demon. With a grunt of agreement he stepped forward, plunging himself in her tight hole. Blair shrieked in pleasure; she hadn’t expected him to be inside her quite that fast. The unexpected entry turned her on.

  The big-dicked demon knelt in front of her and gave her slit a long lick before turning his attention to her bundle of nerves. He flicked his tongue rapidly against her clit as she moaned in pleasure. His tongue was supernaturally quick, and flicked against her with the speed of a vibrator. In a few short minutes, Blair could feel herself about to reach climax yet again.

  “Oh, yes!” she yelled, closing her eyes and arching her back into the demon still fucking her ass. Her legs trembled uncontrollably as the big-dicked demon held them up. He stood and held her legs in his muscular arms, spreading them apart. He thrust himself into her dripping pussy.

  The sensation of being completely full of cock was blissful for Blair. She felt satisfied as she began to come down from her high.

  The two men inside her were thrusting; they had fallen into a rhythm where as one pumped in, the other pumped out. No part of Blair’s body was touching the ground – she was being completely supported by the two men. She couldn’t move, or even grind against the men. She couldn’t do anything but allow herself to be fucked. Blair moaned in pleasure at the sensation of their big rippled demon cocks inside her pussy.

  “Faster!” she screamed. They hammered in and out of her with supernatural strength. As Blair thrashed wildly in ecstasy, she noticed the third demon standing nearby. He was the only one in the room that hadn’t gotten any action yet. She beckoned him over.

  She reached for his cock with one of her hands and began stroking it. She enjoyed the feeling of running her hand over those silky ridges.

  The demon in her ass all of a sudden picked up the pace even more. He roared as he spurted his cum deep into her butt, slowing his strokes as his jizz entered her. Once he had finished, he withdrew, freeing up her ass.

  The third demon quickly went to take over. Blair moaned at the feeling of the rippled dick slowly shoving its way deep into her ass. Meanwhile, the big-dicked demon was still in a frenzy as he jackhammered into her wet cunt, and Blair could tell from the expression on his face that he was about to cum too.

  “Cum on my chest,” she ordered.

  Obediently, the demon withdrew and began vigorously pumping his cock with his hand. Blair could see the tip glistening with pre-cum.

  Without warning, a spurt of blue cream spurted out of him, onto her chest. It had shot out of the demon’s dick so forcefully that some had landed on Blair’s chin. She stretched her tongue down, trying to lick it up.

  The third demon roared as her spurted his seed into Blair’s ass, squeezing her tits hard as he did so. She gasped at the sudden sensation of pain in the midst of her pleasure. She was surprised to find that it turned her on even more. Once he had finished, he slowly lifted her up off his long pole. She moaned at the sensation of him slowly leaving her ass.

  He put her down, and Blair lay on the floor, looking at the horny demons surrounding her. She had fucked them wildly (she had enjoyed it too, though she wouldn’t admit it to them), and now it was time for them to fulfil their end of the bargain.

  She picked up her clothes off the floor, using her panties to wipe the cum off her body before throwing them to one of the demons. He might like it as a souvenir.

  After she had pulled up her jeans and put her top back on, she made her way over to Satan’s door. None of the demons stopped her as she pulled it open and stepped through.

  Blair found herself in a huge throne room. It was empty, except for Satan himself who was sitting on a throne at the end of the long hall.

  Her heart started to pound as she got her first look at the devil himself. He was sitting, but she could still tell that he was very tall, at least seven feet. He was very muscular - even from a distance she could see his sculpted abs and defined stomach. He looked human, but with some terrifying alterations. His legs ended in hooves instead of feet, and a pair of long black horns twisted out from the top of his head. His skin was tinged red, and most noticeable of all was the pair of large leathery wings that protruded from his back.

  Danger and power emanated from him, and every cell of Blair’s body was yelling at her to run in the other direction. Her primal instincts knew that this was a dangerous man, who should be avoided. But it was too late to back out now.

  Blair approached Satan. “My lord,” she said, kneeling. As she sneaked a glance at him, she noticed the bulge in his jaggedly cut pants. Undoubtedly he had heard the gangbang that had taken place just outside his doors.

  “What do you want? Be quick about it.” He spoke quietly, yet his voice seemed to boom around the entire room.

  He was angry. Oh no. She raised her head to look him in the eyes. His were black and full of rage at the interruption.

  “I… I… I was just… I want…” Blair stammered, unable to complete her sentence.

  “You what? You thought you could save yourself by spreading your legs like you did for my minions outside?” He laughed at her. “I could hear you out there, moaning as you took all their dicks. That makes you a whore, not someone worthy of me,” he said dismissively. “I am the King of the Underworld.”

  Blair felt anger rising up inside her. “A king who is feared by all but respected by none. You’re disgraced, a fallen angel. Nobody wants to be around you. Tell me, when did someone last knock on your throne room door?” Blair regretted her words instantly.

  Satan’s skin had grown redder and redder as she talked. She could feel his fury coming off him in waves. He stood up.

  Shit. This wasn’t going the way she had hoped it would.

  “I should have your soul destroyed,” he said. His voice was quiet, which somehow made it sound even more threatening.

  “But you won’t,” said Blair recklessly. “I tell you the truth. You need that. I bet nobody else has for a long time. Everybody else is too scared to do it. Except for me, I’m not afraid of you,” she lied.

  He examined her silently. “It is true you have courage coming to me,” he mused.

  He chuckled quietly to himself. “A courageous whore.” He eyed her shrewdly. “Do your best. If you please me, I may not have you destroyed.”

  Without hesitation she turned away from him and dropped her jeans down, bending over to give him a clear view of her perfect wet pussy.

  After her clothes were off, she walked towards him and dropped to her knees in front of the dark lord.

  She could feel her pussy practically quivering in anticipation as she reached a hand towards his pants. She fumbled with his zipper, and his rock-hard cock sprung up. She gasped as she finally laid her eyes on the dick of the King of the Underworld. It was big - both long and wide – but Blair found herself mesmerized by the sight of the tentacle-like appendages on the tip of his manhood.

  They moved independently, their movements similar to the slithering of a snake.

  Tentatively, Blair reached a hand out to touch one. It was soft to the touch.

  She felt a rush of wetness race to her pussy at the thought of having them inside her. She wondered what they would feel like. Without further hesitation, she straddled his waist and shoved his cock deep inside her. Satan groaned at the sudden movement.

  He filled her perfectly. As she began bouncing up and down on his dick his hands gripped her hips firmly, helping her to t
hrust with more force as she rode him.

  Satan began thrusting up into her, slamming his cock even deeper inside her. With every thrust, his long cock reached the end of her pussy.

  She gasped in excitement and pleasure as the tentacles on the tip of his cock began to move deep inside her. She could feel them exploring her dripping wet pussy, wiggling around in her.

  One of them hit her g-spot, and Blair yelled out in ecstasy. It did it again. And again.

  Meanwhile, Satan’s dick was still relentlessly pounding into her. With every thrust, the tentacle exploring the sweet spot inside her would exert more pressure on it. Blair could feel herself going limp, her body overwhelmed by the intensity of the delight that she was experiencing.

  Satan unceremoniously picked her up off his lap and stood up, bending her over his throne. He slammed all the way into her with a single thrust and began pounding into her doggy style. One of his tentacles slipped out of her pussy and worked its way into her ass.

  Blair could feel her climax beginning to build and her breathing became heavy. Satan’s thrusts were becoming uneven and she could tell that he was close to release too. Blair convulsed as she came, shrieking in pleasure. Her pussy clenching around the devil’s cock was all he needed to set him off too. He roared as he spurted his jizz deep inside her.

  Satan stayed inside her for a moment before pulling out. He flipped her over onto her back and spread her legs apart, admiring her freshly fucked pussy, dripping with his cum.

  “You did well,” he said. He closed his eyes and murmured some words. A necklace with a big ruby pendant appeared in his hands. He reached across to put it around Blair’s neck. “This will keep you safe. All who see it will know that you are mine and that no harm is to come to you,” he said. “And when it glows, it means I have need of you.”

  Blair smiled dreamily. “I await your call.”

  Breeding Party

  Liza rubbed her belly, wishing there was a baby growing inside her. But there wasn’t. There couldn’t be – she hadn’t let her husband cum inside her pussy for four months. She wanted a baby, but she didn’t want it to be his. He was weak and submissive. Her baby needed a strong, black daddy.

  With any luck, tonight would be the night she’d finally get the cum she so desperately needed.

  The idea of being impregnated with another man’s baby had come to her six months ago, and just the thought of it was enough to make her wet. Envisioning a man other than her husband ravaging her body and filling her with his seed was unbearably erotic to think about. The idea of an ebony-skinned lover taking her in such a primal and animalistic way, claiming her and leaving her filled with his child made her dizzy with desire.

  She had confessed her fantasy to her husband, and the bulge in his pants told her all she needed to know. They had posted an ad on Craigslist, looking for a big black stud to impregnate her.

  Tyrone had replied almost straight away, and since then, she’d had had his big, black cock filling her up on a regular basis. Sometimes her husband even watched as Tyrone fucked his wife into oblivion, pleasuring her with his massive dong in ways he had never been able to, and pumping her full of his seed.

  Liza had been sad when Tyrone finally admitted to them that he’d had a vasectomy several years ago. He was never going to give her a black baby; he had just used her to get his dick wet. She didn’t mind too much. Being his fuck toy had certainly been very pleasurable.

  But she wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. Now she was ovulating and she wasn’t going to take any chances, she would have a baby in her by the end of the night. She was going to be filled with the seed of six different men, all of whom she had just met half an hour ago.

  She had been walking home from work after a board meeting that had run very late. It was dark, but her office was only a few blocks from her apartment and she felt safe making the trip alone. It was then that she’d walked past them: six black men sitting on the steps outside a building talking and laughing.

  She’d discreetly watched them out of the corner of her eye. She loved black men. They were strong, muscular, and sexy. It gave Liza chills to think of the pleasure these men could bring her. They stopped their chatter as she came in to view, staring at her voluptuous body with appreciative eyes.

  She had made it to the end of the block before the thought occurred to her that they would probably be happy to fill her with their cum and give her a baby. She had turned around and made her way back to where they sat and bent forward slightly, giving them a good view of her ample breasts spilling out of her top.

  “Hey, boys,” she had purred. “How desperately do you want to fuck me?”

  Their eyes had widened at the unexpected proposition. She quickly wrote down her address on a scrap of paper from her bag, and handed it to one of them.

  “Come in half an hour. I’ll be waiting for you.” Then she turned away, making sure to sway her hips as she walked. They’d come. She knew they would.

  After she’d made it home, she had called her husband to tell him the good news. Unfortunately, he wouldn’t be able to be present at the conception of his child, since he was out of state on a business trip. It didn’t make much of a difference, though. Even if he had been there, he would have been forbidden to cum on or even touch Liza. Instead, he would be watching through Skype chat as his wife was gangbanged.

  She sat on the couch as she waited for her men to arrive. On the other end of the Skype connection, her husband was also eagerly waiting. He was already stroking his cock.

  Finally, the doorbell rang. Liza buzzed them up and moments later they were at her door. She took a deep breath, fixed her hair and then opened the door.

  “It’s about time,” she said as she grabbed one of them by the shirt, pulling him inside the flat.

  “Hey, sexy,” he murmured as he ran his hands up and down her sides. Liza’s skin tingled at the feeling of his light touch.

  They all entered, shutting the door behind them before standing still, uncertain of what to do.

  Liza, on the other hand, had no doubt as to what to do next. She couldn’t wait to have them thrusting inside her, spurting their baby juice deep inside her fertile, wet cunt.

  She pulled her shirt up over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and the movement made her bare breasts bounce. She pulled down her skirt slowly, whilst watching her men for their reactions.

  She didn’t know their names, and she didn’t care to. They were there for one purpose: to be used by her in her quest to have a baby. Their personalities were just as irrelevant, the only thing she cared about was their cocks.

  Even if one of them did knock her up, there would be no way of telling which one was the father. After all, once they had finished with her she would never see them again. All that mattered was them filling her with their cum, and may the best sperm win.

  “Let’s go, bitch,” said the most muscular of them as he yanked down his trousers. His long, hard rod stood at attention as it bounced free.

  Liza was startled by his harsh words. Her husband never spoke to her like that. To her surprise, she found herself aroused by the man’s disrespect. He was dominant and controlling -an alpha male. She had no doubt he had an animalistic side that would love nothing more than to mount her on all fours and fill her with his hot load.

  She moaned lustfully as he stepped forward, steering her to the couch. Her skin tingled as his hands touched her naked flesh.

  He smacked one of her ass cheeks. “You’re gorgeous,” he said. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

  Liza bent forward, resting her hands on the cushions on the couch. She spread her legs apart, revealing her dripping wet pussy.

  He chuckled as he looked down at her cunt. “How can you already be wet?” he mused. “We haven’t even touched you yet. Just the thought of us fucking you has made you wet, you slut.” He bent over and gave her slit a long lick with his tongue. “Are you ready?” he asked.

  Liza nodded. “Yes. Please. Fuck me.
”

  The man bent over, reaching for his discarded trousers. He pulled a condom out of the pocket.

  “No!” Liza said. He quirked an eyebrow at her. “I don’t want you to fuck me with a condom on. I want you inside me. I want you to feel all of my pussy. And I want you to fill me with your cum and breed me,” she said.

  He paused for a moment, before a sly smile started to creep onto his face and he let the rubber fall from his hands.

  “You dirty girl,” he groaned as he shoved his dick inside her.

  Liza gasped in pleasure at the unexpected entry. His fat cock filled her pussy perfectly.

  He started to roughly fuck her, rapidly thrusting in and out of her warmth. She was so slick that his cock accidentally slipped out of her cunt and she whimpered.

  “Stick it back in.”

  He obeyed and continued to pump in and out of her with his long dick. Liza could already feel her pleasure building. She knew by now she would already have some pre-cum inside her. She could already be pregnant. The thought thrilled her almost as much as looking around the room did.

  The five other men were standing around the couch watching her get fucked. Some of them had already pulled down their pants and freed their steel-hard cocks. One of them had taken all of his clothes off, and Liza’s heartbeat quickened as she ran her eyes over his well-defined six pack. She gasped in ecstasy at the thought of his massive black cock being shoved inside of her.

  Her laptop sat open on the coffee table, the Skype window still open. Her husband’s eyes were fixed on the sight of the huge ebony cock entering his wife. His mouth was slightly parted, and though only his face was visible on the screen, Liza knew he was jerking off and already close to cumming from the live video streaming before his eyes.

  The room was silent except for the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. A particularly deep thrust made her gasp. She could feel her climax building, and she knew the cock inside her was getting ready to spurt, too.

  Her black stud began pounding into her furiously, hitting her cervix each time as she moaned in pleasure. He leaned over her and whispered, “I’m going to put a baby in you,” into her ear just before he came, squirting his jizz deep inside her. His hips thrust into her unevenly as he emptied his balls.