A demon in my bed

Suddenly, his underwear ripped up the side by the pulling force of those invisible hands and were thrown across the room, where they came to rest in tatters. He saw her look at his traitorous cock, which flexed, and she levitated downward, her mouth driving down on his shaft and wrapping itself around his length, taking him all the way, he felt it go to the back of her throat. He wanted to pull her mouth off, knowing the consequences of their consummation would be grave if he gave into this, and he thrashed his ass around, trying to knock her off balance, in some way hoping she would give up the fight. Instead she gripped his legs, forcing them down and she buried his length in her mouth again. She worked his shaft with her mouth slowly and up again, moving faster, finding a rhythm and his hips betrayed him and started to slowly thrust his cock into her mouth. She yanked her head up and off his length, licking his shaft, his balls, teasing his head and then plunged down again.

He still tried to fight, like a bucking bronco, giving everything he had to try to break himself free, tossing his lower body around, even while his hips continued their upward motion, but she held him sure and he wondered how a woman like that could be so damn strong. He could feel the orgasm coming – Oh God please no, the suction on his shaft was just too much and he fought it back again, thinking of sunshine and walking through his favorite park, smelling the flowers during the spring time.