The demon pulls her body close, his heart hammering wildly as her tight sex milks against him. I'm cumming for you Daphnee... he grunts out, fingers squeezing the delight flesh of her butt. With a quick pulsing and throbbing his warm seed explodes forth, filling her grasping sex.

He stairs into her green eyes, his going a little cloudy, lost in the pleasure of the moment, his reason for being completed. For all her talk of stamina and endurance, the demon had one advantage. He cared not for lasting as long as possible, as some may. His chemicals were the perfect asset, combined with his ability to remain hard until he was satisfied. The combination was cyclical and lead to amazing all night sessions. Granted he tended to drink more fluids than many other species and required a rest that could be compared to a hibernation mixed with meditation.

For now though he was still hard, buried in this amazing vital young student and he wanted more. Grabbing her ass firmly, still lodged deeply inside her womanhood, he uses his muscular frame to carry her to the nearest wall. Pressing her up against it he begins his passionate thrusting anew while his first load of chemicals were absorbed into her system.

“AH! OH YES!!!”

When he attempted to move her she seemed a bit concerned tough not overly much. “W-Wait a second! OK ...” She maneuvered her legs to make it easier for him, her legs winding about his back finding herself soon pinned to the wall, her chest pressed against him.

She was already beginning to feel a mild warmth in her loins, comforted by the fact that he was still lodged within her, the pulse of his shaft against those clinging walls had been sublime and her heart raced as she set her hands to his shoulders. She moved in with her mouth, a tentative pause to see if it were OK to steal a kiss from his lips ...

The demon pressed Daphnee up against the air conditioned walls. Her sex impaled by Slimer's large cock, she leans in for a kiss, and the demon hungrily meets her questing lips. Head tilted slightly, his lips press against her and his tongue darts out. His tongue seeks to wrap hers, sliding and curling, playfully touching and teasing.

His four legs squat out wide, forming an impressive base.His body presses up against hers, hips thrusting, bouncing her up and down, sliding Daphnee along the length of his shaft. Her firm legs wrap his back, nipples and delicious breasts rubbing over his impressive chest. Hands still grasping her pert rear cheeks, he repeatedly drive his length home. The time seems to fly as he simply loses himself in felling her folds over and over again with his shaft, leaving her little more to do the hold on.

Her nipples respond further to the coolness of the wall. She has no choice but to make contact with it as she is impaled on his staff again and again, those folds were tight against her, massaging him s her lips are captured b him.

They share a breath and she's gasping as if for air though that I not the case as he experiences the sheer bliss he brings her, that earlier release keeping her on that amazing high. This is what she wants! She cries out, hands behind his head and at his shoulder as she keeps up that kiss, additional contact that may have been rare, or maybe it was not if his victims were laced up with that drug …

She just needs to keep him close, to share that additional degree of contact with him as she feels the heat spiraling through her body once more. Taring her lips from him she gasps.

“I'M CUMMING!” And just like that for the second time she gushes over his captured length …

The demon relishes in the pleasure of her nubile body, as her legs squeeze his back, pulling anxiously in an effort to get him as deep as possible. It wasn't long before he felt her juices wash of his already slick cock as it pounded over and over again, her velvety wet walls squeezing and caressing his length. His tongue grasps hers in a wrapped embrace as she screams and moans into his mouth.

My word you are amazing...keep this up and I'm going to keep cumming all night long the demon says pulling his mouth back as he stares into her green eyes.

The hands grasping her ass squeeze her tender backside tightly, grabbing, lifting, and pulling up and down his length. His eyes stay locked on hers as he squats and raises his hips driving even deeper in what by now seems an effort to make them one.

It felt good, wonderful! Her tongue played with and swirled over, that stiff member felt so good inside her as if it belong there. That drug affecting her though even in this state she could heed his warning. A night of bliss concluded with an insatiable want for hours leaving her vulnerable.

But she whimpered, she wanted it alright but at the same time what little of her conscious mind could see the problem with that. “Let me … let me taste you then ...” Her features were flushed. That was not going to be enough though, not enough in her current state.

Slimer hands continued gripping her taut backside, driving her along his length, as her request to taste him comes. How could I ever deny a beauty...such a delicious request? Burying himself to the hilt a quick ten more times, he lifts her free of his rigid member and steps back away from the wall. He then sets her on her feet between his front legs.

He wraps one arm around her naked slender waist and pulls her against him. His warm throbbing shaft pressed against her belly and his mouth seeks hers. Lips parting his tongue darts forward into the warm confines of her mouth and again wrestles with hers.

Ending the kiss, his hands rest on her shoulders, I love the feel of your lips Daphnee, please me and taste your reward.

“AH!!!” She moans feeling him surge inside her quaking folds a few more times. Though as he withdrew she felt that ache, that emptiness, that need that ate at her innards. Drawn close his lips press over her own, his tongue tangled with her own slashing against his, moaning into his mouth as she slips two fingers inside herself.

Slow and even motions don' do it, her fingers can't reach far enough and she manages to do little to ease that ache she felt. He complimented her on her lips, their feel against him and she colors lightly a sucker for praise and compliments though it was clear that they rarely came, especially now with next to no outlet against the attacks other than to suffer in silence for the most par.

Many of those she could tell about matters usually did not care at all.

Hands on her shoulders it was time. “Then allow me to reacquaint you with them,” and she kneels before him. Finger press inside her, her thumb circles her clit and her other hand circles about that rigid shaft twisting her hand as it moved up and down that shaft.

She looked up at him, her tongue darting out to give the tip of his shaft little licks that grew longer and stronger with the passing seconds until she was sucking the mushroom tip her tongue caressing the underside of it before slipping down a little further suckling tightly with those lips.

The demon watched as knelt before him, and as her lips touched his skin he could do nothing but moan. As she licked the tip of his manhood his fingers involuntary clenched down on her shoulders, craws digging in leaving white streaks but not digging deep enough to break skin. As she took the tip inside her wonderful mouth, he was enveloped in pure blissful warm tightness.

Arghhhh, Daphnee, so wonderful... he managed to moan as she slowly work a little bit further down his shaft. Her warm slick lips sliding perfectly like a glove over his dick. His green eyes met hers and her could see her passion mixed with anguish as the chemicals raged and she needed more. He noticed her hand reaching desperately between her thighs, aching to fill her need but coming up lacking.

I can help my dear if you are ready to experience more of my abilities? The demon asks. One hand moves from her shoulder to rest on top on her silky straight hair. His hand rests lightly, and from under the arm, along his side, the skin parts as a tip emerges. The tip in connected to his body via a rope like tendril. Down the tentacle travels sliding over her smooth skin, caressing her neck, then traversing the valley between her lovely breasts. The trip continues, as it sneaks over her slim belly wrapping around her arm as it snakes between her thighs.

The tentacle snakes over her slim wrist and slides around coming out under her palm as it presses against her lower lips. Sliding its tip along her fingers it follows its given path, provided by her invading fingers and dives into her warm opening, seeking to help relieve the building need for release...

“Hmmumm,” she nods and bobs against his length further taking him in an additional inch. Her chin nearly macks against that hand twisting about that solid length in her hand. Her green eyes watch the appearance of that tentacle from his side feeling it make it's way slowly down her body.

She feels the grip of his hands against her shoulders, that tentacle going between the valley of her breasts, her heart racing against her chest in anticipation a the tentacle coils about her arm.

She had expected her arm to be pulled aside though it had not been and it was soon apparent that he sought to join her, her fingers spreading into a “V” to widen herself a bit as she feels the press of that tentacle against her.

A cry leaves her lips as he enters her quivering folds as he can reach much deeper then her fingers bringing her a mere sample of that relief that was driving her wild with want as she moaned against him as she hastened those bobs as mouth and tongue washed over him.

Her fingers holding herself open for entry, the tentacle slid quickly into the offered passage. Its cock-headed tip burying itself quickly into her sex, is warm wet passage of folds quickly tightening about its length as she screams around the dick in her mouth.

The demon moans in pleasure as the remaining hand on her shoulder dips down to her left breast, his large hand cupping her orb softly. Her nipple slides between his index and middle fingers as he squeezes and strokes her flesh gently. His other hand resting in her silky hair, pulled back into her braid, rest lightly as she returns to bobbing her beautiful head up and down half his length, her firm yet soft tongue licking the bottom of his shaft, while her slender hand strokes over the base.

The tentacle between her fingers and thighs travels slowly, its sinuous form crawling softly over her skin and it seeks to go deeper. The exploring tendril finally stops just shy of her womb and the begins to retract, reversing its glorious passage until it barely squeezes out of her opening. Diving right back in along the know path, it begins picking up speed, making the pace go from torturous slow, into a slow crawl. As the diving continues its ribbed length travels minutely faster and faster.

That's it Daphnee, suck that cock, you are amazing... The demon manages between grunts and groans. The demon grabs the braid and uses it as a handle to help her bobbing match the pace of the tentacle, slow and slowly building in pace. He knew his chemicals were driving her need. Perhaps she would wish for more.

Would you like to feel even better my dear? More sensitive... your sensations enhanced...building into the most mind blowing orgasm of your young life? The demon asks, barely able to form the words as her mouth envelops him over and over.

It would be a little messy giving you the dose of chemicals and I would be doing most the work of course as you would be rather relaxed after the experience... the demon says hinting at the effects of the chemically laden goo he could produce from his tail, while not quite detailing all it would entail. Leaving the choice up to his prey he releases the hold on her braid as awaits a response that may not even come as he simply enjoys her oral attentions.

So full, with tentacle and fingers pressed inside her even though her fingers had stopped pleasuring herself to allow for that tentacle to get better and deeper access to her. Daphnee moaned out at the pistoning motion of that appendage as a hand swept down to play with a breast.

Her wet passage attempting to grip that tentacle as her mouth and tongue worked over him with sucks and licks brought forth by a skilled tongue.

“Mm! Um! Oh!” The muffled sounds of her pleasure sent vibrations through his rod becoming more intense as they continued to play. He drills into her, slowly at first then growing faster and faster as time passes adding to the intensity of those cries.

The pace of her lips is adjusted by him, his question posed, her mind barely keeping it together at his stage. How could she say no to that? He releases her braid though she keep the pace going answering the question with a nod of those green eyes as they briefly look down then back up to his features.

The demon felt the telltale stir in his loins as she continued her oral artwork. Her mouth sucking him in, tongue tickling and sliding over the bottom of his shaft, hand alternating strokes with the the pace of her bobs. The demon could only groan and grip her tightly as the vibrations of her exclamations muffled along his length sending knew pleasures rocketing up his spine. Daphnee nodded her consent to the experience he described and the demon wondered which of them would pass out into blissful slumber first at this pace. I'm gonna cum Daphnee! It wasn't long before his shaft began throbbing and jets of his seed began to form and fire. The demon filled her mouth with wave after wave of his seed, wondering how much of a taste she was going to be able to handle.

The tentacle between her thighs continued to piston up into her warm pussy. Her fingers provided a beautiful pathway for the diving tentacle. Over and over it went, meeting her as she thrusted her hips downward to make sure it filled her as completely as possible. It was then that tentacle began spinning with each thrust, tip drilling, ribbed cord twirling as it sought to help her.

Meanwhile the demon moved the large tail a couple feet over the kneeling girls head. With all that was happening the demon even wondered if she would notice. The wide ribbed tail began shaking and bulging as his liquid began to fill the large appendage. When the quiet shimmying reached the tip, it was full, and he opened the lips of the appendage wide. From the mouth of the tail a shimmering blob of green goo slowly began to form.

The slime began to descend a couple inches a second, oozing its way through the air directly above her moaning form as it headed towards her purple hair pulled back into the single braid.

What was the name of that Titan in Greek mythology that had to roll the boulder up and over that hill as punishment only to have it roll back down the hill before he reached the summit? Well, whatever his name was she felt like him as he burst with little warning, that aphrodisiac resetting itself just as that boulder did … she didn't think she had the desire to draw away from him then even if she had a good portion of time and found herself sucking down as much of him as she could.

She shuddered with that infusion unaware of that tale that was positioned above her. Her body shuddered and she cried out as an explosion tore through her. She shuddered and sucked harder as she felt her body tighten down against that tentacle as she tried in vain to hold her in her needy depths.

“Mmoooahhh!” Her words muffled against his dick as she had not let up, her body quivering with that high as that tentacle drilled inside her promptly building on the intensity of hat release she had just endured.

The demon released his load and surprisingly Daphnee managed to drink down every last drop. The fresh infusion of aphrodisiac went to work in such a large quantity and he was amazed as she refocused her efforts at riding the invading tentacle seeking her own release as he had just received his. Within moments her own explosion of pleasure rocked her body just as his had ended.

She kept his cock in her mouth and amazing kept bobbing up and down on its length even as she rode the tendrils drilling. The demon watched as the chemically laden slime hung in the air directly over the crown of her purple hair. The goo descended lower and lower, she seemed unaware of the goo lost in her passion as she was, this is why they nicknamed me Slimer he says, I know it may feel a little disturbing or discusting, but don't worry my slime won't do any lasting harm, simply relax and enjoy what is to come...

Finally, the slow moving blob of slime touches to the top of her head, and the goo begins amassing there on her hair before it spreads out. Ever so slowly the slime oozes out and down around her head, matting and sticking to her hair as it goes, its chemicals slowly being absorbed and delivered to her central nervous system. The effects would begin immediately, as she begins to feel tingly and her muscles start to relax. As it oozes down over her forehead, ears, and the back of her hair the magnification of her sense of touch would begin. The drilling tentacle going from a pleasure filled ride hitting all the right spots to an explosion of sensations as every millimeter the cock-tipped tentacle recedes and dives feels like a super nova of pure ecstasy.