I was in my bed, reading an erotic novel. I’ve always had a good imagination, so I was already soaked with need, the book being very intriguing and sexy. It was at a particular spot where the alien has demanded the human slave offer herself up to him. I moaned to myself, imagining the creature depicted, hovering over me, about to enter my sopping pussy.
I threw the book to the side, my hands finding my breasts quickly under my tiny top and pinching my nipples. I rolled them between my fingers and my pussy throbbed for attention.
I slipped one hand under my shorts and panties, going straight for my clit. Already wet, I started rubbing small circles around it, teasing myself.
I moaned loudly, wanting a tongue on me instead. I kept imagining the creature from the books, but modified to fit my needs better. I could see him perfectly in my head.
“Why can’t you be here fucking me?” I moaned to myself, wishing my fantasy was real. Just as I slipped two fingers inside of myself, I heard a whoosh and opened my eyes. There standing before me, in a cloud of smoke, was a man. A purple man. I use the word ‘man’ loosely, as I could tell he was a man by the giant dick hanging between his legs.
My hands still in my shorts, I gasped and shot up to my headboard, trying to get as far away from it as I could.
“What the fuck, dude!” I screamed, not sure what else to say. I tried to cover my cleavage as I huddled in a ball.
“Not Dude. Jagadarthian,” the creature growled at me in a very deep voice. I stared at him, dumbfounded.
“What the fuck,” I repeated, still staring at him. He huffed in frustration and pointed to me.
“You summoned me. My pendant.” He was pointing to my necklace, the one that was handed down in my family. I’ve been the sixth woman to have it, and I cherished it, wearing it every day since my mother gave it to me a year ago, on my thirtieth birthday.
“I did not! I was just..” I sputtered off, turning bright red. He cocked his head to the side and stared at me. I took this opportunity to stare back at him, taking in his odd features.
His purple skin was dark, oddly complimented by his dark hair that hung past his hips in a curtain of silk.
His features were harsh and angular, with pointed cheek bones, ears and chin. It made him look devilish without having any emotion on his face, though a little alien like in features. His eyes were a bright green that stood out against all of his dark coloring.
His body was that of Greek gods and all man. Tall, muscular and bulging, he stood there with legs spread, comfortable just being. I felt myself blushing again as I looked at his dick. My mouth opened as I stared, mesmerized at it. It was huge, at least 10 inches long. It was thick, with nubs on the bottom of the shaft, I’m assuming for her pleasure. I saw a flash of purple behind his back and gasped.
“You summoned me,” he repeated. “Come to me. Let me see you.”
“Summoned you for what? Do you have a tail?” I asked, uncurling my legs a little.
“Pleasure,” he purred, stepping towards my bed. “Yes, I have a tail. One more way to pleasure you. I smell you, I want to taste you.” He smiled, sticking his tongue out and wiggling it. It was the biggest tongue I’d ever seen. Thick and long with the same nubs that were on his penis.
He turned around to show me his tail. It was very long and thick, curling around the air like a cats, but no hair on it.
“Um,” I swallowed, eyes wide. “What are you? How did I summon you?”
He turned to face me again, his playful smile was still lingering as he spoke.
“I am Jagadarthian, a pleasure demon. You wear my pendant. You wished for me. You need me.” He was walking around the bed as he told me, his voice deep and soothing.
“I will please you. I will take you. I will taste you. I will breed you.” His words were hypnotic as he stalked around the bed. His dick getting harder the closer he came to me. I looked up at him from my seat, my pussy betraying me with its wetness. He was standing in front of me now.
“Are you going to take my soul?” I asked him, already succumbing to my doom. His laugh was deep and loud, bursting with glee.
“No, little one. I only want your pleasure.” He purred, kneeling down in front of my bare legs. He put a hand on either of my thighs and I stared at them, trying to process what was happening. I glanced at his face. He was staring at me with that tilt to his head again. He had a slight frown on his face as he studied me.
“You do not want me?” he asked softly, rubbing my thighs softly, up and down.
“I’ve never wanted someone so much.” I said, just as softly, feeling my cheeks heat up as I looked at him. He smiled, tenderly, slowly spreading my legs.
“Then I will taste you first. You smell lovely.” He bent down as he spread my legs wider, inhaling big, his eyes fluttering closed. I squeaked before I spoke, my words rushed.
“Jag? Can I call you Jag? Um, do you have protection? Do I need it? I’m on the pill...” I trailed off, getting flustered.
“I like Jag.” He laughed. “I cannot impregnate you, nor have your human diseases.”
His hands slid on my thighs, up to my waist and slowly peeled my clothing off of me. I placed my hands on his shoulders to step out of them before sitting back on the bed in front of him. He wrenched my legs apart, making me gasp, and held my knees up.
I watched him slowly lean down and kiss each of my thighs in turn before taking his giant tongue and licking me from bottom to top. He looked up at me then, his tongue rolling back into his mouth and he made a loud groan. Still looking me from my crotch, he rubbed his cheek on my thigh.
“You taste even better than you smell. You’re intoxicating, my dear.” He growled before delving back into my pussy with greed. He lapped and sucked my juices up before inserting his tongue into my hole. He thrust into me, holding my hips down as I bucked up at him. He filled me completely, the nubs on his tongue were creating friction everywhere inside of me. I’d never felt anything like it before. He wiggled his tongue and I shot up again, grunting my approval. He took his hand and played with my clit, adding to my pleasure.
I felt my orgasm coming as I pinched one of my nipples, back arched. He looked up at me and thrusted faster into me, making my legs shake. He held my thighs, firmly to the bed and kept his eyes on mine.
“Jag, that feels so good. I’m coming, oh fuck,” I screamed at him, my body falling to the bed as he growled and licked every drop of me up. He peeked his head up at me, his chin dripping with my fluids.
“I like you screaming my name. I will hear it all night long.” He told me as he stood up. My eyes went to his dick and I gasped. It was already thick before it was hard, now it looked dangerously so. It stood straight up, the nubs nearer the base grew in size getting smaller as they traveled up his member. He honestly looked too big for me now, having grown another two or three inches longer, let alone the width. I gulped and looked him in the face.
“Jag, babe…I don’t think you’ll fit. You’re too big.” I told him, pouting slightly at my loss. He reached out and slid his finger down my jaw, ending with his hand under my chin, lifting it higher. He bent and kissed me softly on the lips.