He grins and moves the hand up her thigh cupping her pussy. He smiles and leaks in kissing her frenching her deeply as he starts rubbing her pussy through her clothes. "Yours a very sexy young woman..would you mind if I fucked you right here in the Sports Field?"

She moans against him, burying her face against his neck. "I don't...that's not...it's..." She whimpers softly as his hand begins to brush over her swollen, dripping sex, caressing her netherlips tenderly. She can't help but grind against his hand as he does so, rubbing herself against him. She feels horrid for it, absolutely sluttish...but for some reason, just can't stop. Her mind's become a little clearer, but her body's still on overdrive, and she doesn't have enough of her thoughts back to reign it in yet.

"Fuck...me..." She says softly, not quite meaning to say it...she'd meant only to turn the words over in her mind, to find out what was wrong with this scenario, but had ended up speaking them out loud to him as she thought them. It didn't stop her griding against him in the least. She was shocked at her own behaviour, and worse, at how good it felt. It was wrong! Bad! It wasn't supposed to feel good...was it?

He smiles and strips her nude right infront of him pulling off her tight little shorts finding her pussy & no panties he grins and removes her short noticing no bra too. He grins and leans in suckling her nipples as he reaches around her a tendril coming from his forarm thrusting into her ass gently as first before it starts fucking her hot ass.

Mille giggles as he strips her down, knowing that he'd find her not wearing underwear. She hated to wear undies when she ran. It didn't feel right. Now, the thought of him finding her little secret was slightly amusing, and for some reason, very hot. Her nipples stood at full attention on her perky breasts, and it was quite obvious after a moment that she was quite wet. The teltale signs of moisture glistening on her inner thighs gave that away quite spectacularly.

She arched her back as his lips found her nipples, moaning loudly at the feel of them closing around her little pink buds. Inadvertantly, she leans back, grateful that his arm is there to support her. She simply hangs there in his grasp, letting him suck her nipples, grinding her wet pussy against his leg. She gives a soft cry of surprise as she feels something penetrate her ass. Wait...She thinks fuzzily, His arm's too far away for his fingers to be sliding in there yet... She grinds against it anyway, still trying to figure out what it is sliding up her rear entrance. She whimpers some more, figuring out that there was indeed more to this guy than met the eye. "What...what are you?" She asked softly, a blush bright on her face, embarassment and pleasure mixing to make her turn pink.

He smiles as the tentacle probes deep into her ass and he gently nips her nipples. "Mmm.." He smiles sucking hard on her nipples before litteraly popping his mouth off her nipples. "Mmm..I'm a Demon Monster. But dont worry I'm not the type of monster that just rapes a girl. I perfer using flare & a persons own lusts against them." He says smiling. "It makes my victems come looking for me afterwards cause I made it so fun for them." He says smiling and kissing her tenderly for like 5 seconds. "Mmm you enjoying yourself too I hope?"

She cries out softly as the probe in her backside slides deeper into her, delving inside her. Her nipples popping out of his mouth as he sucks hard on them elicits another cry from her, causing her to press and rub a little harder. "A demon...?" She rubs and grinds on him, unable to control herself. The heat between her legs grows fierce, demanding to be quenched, and she leaks a fair torrent out on his leg as she continues to rub herself on him, ashamed of herself for doing what she's doing. The comment he makes makes it abundantly clear to her why she's acting so strangely, and makes her feel even worse about herself. To give herself to a demon...she must truly be a hopelessly filthy creature indeed. She can't help but feel a small blossom of righteous indignation at his comments. "You...bastard...ahhhnnn, where do you...get off, taking...advantage of me like this? Uhhmmm..."

Another cry escapes her lips as she feels the fire growing hotter still within her, the kiss he gives her not helping in the least. She moans into it, returning it despite her every nerve screaming at her not to do so. When they break the kiss, she tries to glare at him, but only manages another moan, still leaning back, her weight completely supported by his arm behind her. She couldn't hold herself upright if she tried. She was too dizzy, too giddy...too turned on...

He smiles wrapping a tantacle around her waist to support her as he removes his pants the tentacle in her ass retracts as his 2 12" long 2" thick cock stand rigid one lines up with her ass the other aimed at her pussy. He smiles and has the tentackle thrust her down over both his cocks moaning as 6 inches is thrust into her ass & cunt & is still pushhing her down trying to get the rest in her.

Mille continues to lay back against the support, hanging nearly limp in his grasp, whimpering as she feels the tendril in her ass withdraw, leaving her feeling empty back there. She wants to welcome the feeling, but simply can't, needing to be filled again. The answer to this desire soon comes clear to her, however. She instinctively spreads her legs wider upon seeing the pair of massive cocks, knowing what comes next and hating herself for allowing it...for welcoming it. She glares at the demon, hatred burning bright in her green eyes as she feels both cocks press against her entrances at the same time.

As soon as the tentacle begins to move her down, seeking to impale her on the twin monsters, Mille, humped, thrusting her hips downward herself, unable to wait for them to come to her. She cried out as they both pierced into her, one spearing her hot, dripping sex, the other taking her already-abused ass, and both cramming themselves in. They stopped at the six-inch point, stuffed into her as far as she was able to accept them at the moment, without being able to get used to their sizes. She humped down against them, grinding down on them repeatedly, trying in a near-frenzy to force more of them inside of herself. Whatever this damned thing had done to her, she now craved...no, NEEDED...sexual release. She felt like she'd burst if she weren't allowed to cum!

The tentacle holdin g her forces her down hard impailing both of his cocks ALL the way inside her hick cocks now fucking deep in her ass & her womb. The tentacle makes her ride up & down the entire length of his cocks repeatedly. "Mmm, fuck!" He moans loudly and reveals his true form to the birl though it wasnt really to be feared cause he just was taller & paler still handsom, sexy & strong

Mille hardly saw the change, not really caring as he filled her rear and her sex with his massive cocks. He mouth hung slightly open, her tongue snaking out to lick her lips as she rode his cocks, rolling her hips as she forced herself up and down their lengths. She leans forward a bit, wrapping her arms around his shoulders to help her move un and down his twin shafts, give her leverage to force them into herself again and again.

She glared at him as she rode him, clearly conscious of her predicament. No matter how much she didn't want to do this for this damned creature, her body would ignore her, it seemed, until it got what it wanted. Not the first time she'd been betrayed by her accursed sensitivity. She simply glared at Zachary as he took her. "I hate you...all of you...damned monsters, having to take advantage of us like this because you're too pathetic to get some the right way...have to rape if you want any sex...I hate you all..." Even as she spoke the words, two great tears of rage and sadness welled up in her eyes. She wasn't crying because of what he was doing to her, nor because of the fact that her body wanted it. Niether of those things were her fault, she could see that now. No, she wept because of the way it felt to be taken in such a fashion. It had the exact same feeling in her chest, in her heart, that she got whenever she ran.

The two tears ran silently down her cheeks, and she continued to pump away on the monsters inside her, squeezing rhythmically with each thrust.

He smiles and moaned before leaning in frenching her after she talks. He frenches her deeply and passionately as one hand ones up to wipe away her tears then comb through her hair with its fingers before he breaksd the kiss panting. "Mmm I do hope we meet again. I know..come to my saturday class & I'll teach you something to defend yourself." He says smiling as he kisses her again

Mille moaned into the kiss, her tongue sliding over his. She felt no comfort as he wiped away her tears or brushed through her hair. She did feel something rising up inside besides the hatred...she had a pretty good clue what it was as she continued to ride the demon's cocks with abandon. "Defend myself? Filthy liar. You just want to take advantage of me again..." She stopped speaking, her breathing becoming too heavy to make trying to talk even possible.

Her pussy and her ass began to clamp almost spastically as she humped down on him again and again. It was all too good for her to handle...She screamed, long and loud, and before she knew it, the rising feeling within her overwhelmed her. Mille began to cum, hard, her juices spitting out over the cock buried in her cunny, running down it. More tears appeared in her eyes as she watched her sweet nectar trickle down a shaft that penetrated her not with love, not with kindness, but with simple, selfish lust, seeking not to give her pleasure, but to take pleasure from what she had. She wept. She did it silently, but Mille wept, still grinding over the cocks even after her orgasm.

He doesny cum yet. Instead he holds it. "Please..dont cry..I promise not to cum into you if you can get off..off my cocks quickly." He moans & he he tries to help her up off his cocks. He kisses away her tears. "Mmm no I promise I will teach you something."

Mille's tears continue to roll down. "Don't cry? The hell do you care? You're getting what you want. Whatever else I do is up to me...I just don't care anymore..." She continues to let the tears flow. It was fairly true. She didn't much care what happened anymore. She continued to ride his cocks though, either still feeling the effects of his phermones, or just so horny she didn't know how to stop. Which it was, she wasnt' sure. All she knew was that, despite hating herself for it, she continued to grind down on him.

Her moaning started up again, shortly after her first orgasm, and her hips began to pick up the pace, rolling and swaying from side to side with each thrust, her entrances squeezing hard over his piercing rods, not letting up for a second as she drove them into her heated body repeatedly.

He moans loud & the tentacke holding her forces her down hard & holds her there as about a gallon of cum errupts from each cock filling her with it all and he hugs her close. "Mmm.." He kisses her gently then deeply full of passion. "Mmm If you dont care anymore then succomb to me. I will give you mind shattering pleasure." He says smiling as he hugs her affectionately as she rests on his cocks