The very first time
Fox is back. This time, we'll move from our days a little into the past, when I first learned the secrets of demon sex. I'll say right away, my first time wasn't with a demoness, but with a similar creature—a slivold.
A week after my triumph on the planet Snakeate, and my subsequent meeting with Neyla in the dimension of Slid, I began to feel a strange desire while looking at the slime-covered, pale-blue figure of my girlfriend. It got to the point where I sometimes locked myself in the bathroom to calm down. Having been raised with human upbringing, I couldn't propose to Neyla that we sleep together, since we had only known each other for a week. Strangely enough, the first one to crack
was the slivold herself.When our relationship hit the one-week mark, I continued to silently gaze at Neyla's alluring figure. She noticed this and therefore tried to reveal herself even more, so I would completely lose control. But, I'm as solid as a rock, even though a restless volcano had long been stirring in my pants. Dinnertime was approaching.
— It's already been a week, Fox! — Neyla said in an erotic voice, — Maybe you'll finally start talking?
She's right. For the entire week, since returning from Slid, I had been silent, not taking my eyes off Neyla's slime-covered breasts. So, letting out a sharp exhale, I said the first thing that came to my mind:
— Maybe… l-l-let's have dinner?
Words completely unrelated to food were on the tip of my tongue, like "let's sleep together" or "let's fuck," but I said dinner. Neyla looked at me like I was an idiot. No one had ever spoken about dinner with such a stutter.
With a nervous tremor in my legs and arms, I headed to the kitchen. Neyla followed me. My attempts to make dinner ended with a failed attempt to open the refrigerator.
— Fox, don't worry. It'll be better if I handle dinner.
She moved me away from the fridge, opened it, and took out some meat. Meanwhile, I was watching her ass. My hands were itching to pinch it, or at least grab it, but no. Neyla would get offended… And the girl seemed to know I liked looking at her, as her reaction to me standing behind her can't be described in polite language. After tossing the meat into the pan, she rubbed her ass with her hand and then slapped it, producing a squelching sound. Afterward, Neyla licked her fingers and flicked them right onto the meat.
Now I didn't feel like eating anymore. I wanted to fuck her even more. The volcano in my pants was preparing to erupt, so I sat down. About twenty minutes later, the girl placed a plate of fried meat in front of me, deliberately flashing her breasts. I heard a crack—it was my underwear giving way, but it wasn't visible under the table. The slivold herself sat down next to me, making me feel even more uneasy, and my pants felt the same. I'm not trying to say my underwear and pants were too small; I mean that the dimensions of demonic manhood in a state of erection exceed human ones, making it feel like you're not wearing any pants.
I tried to look at Neyla less, pretending to be engrossed in the meat. But, no such luck. I tasted something slightly different from the flavor of fried meat. And I realized it was slivold magic, or more precisely—my girlfriend's slime. The bulge in my pants continued to harden. The last straw for my patience was a strange sensation. It felt like… someone was groping my leg. I jumped up sharply and ran to the bathroom, trying not to show off my lighthouse. Neyla remained in a stupor for a long time, but after five minutes, she found the courage to ask what had happened to me.
— I'm fine, — I said, sitting on the bathroom floor, stroking my cock.
— No, I'm still sure something's wrong with you — came from behind the door. — Fox, I don't want to talk to you through the door. Come out!
I refused. The handle clicked, and only then did I remember I had forgotten to lock the bathroom door. Neyla opened the door and saw an unambiguous scene before her: my hand on the bulge where my cock stood waiting for action, and I looked like a teenager caught in the act. Instead of a loud tirade, the slivold just helped me up, and then, as if nothing had happened, started talking about what I had been thinking about all week.
— So that's what happened to you, Fox! I thought it was something serious, but it turns out you were just too shy to suggest we have sex. Don't worry so much, I've felt that way too. Though, it wasn't as pronounced as yours.
She took off her clothes. Her pale-blue body didn't look so dry. Every millimeter of her body was covered in streaks of slime, and when the girl pulled off her top and bra—well, a bucket should have been placed there, as it was flowing abundantly from her intimate areas. Lick it dry, or go straight for the vagina?
— I'm your toy, Fox! Do whatever you want with me! You can even eat me.
Neyla was ready for any move I made. So much so that she lay down on the couch, opening up a little more than completely. I got rid of my clothes instantly, fell down next to her, and approached her nipples. What was below my waist had hardened and was reaching for the appetizing hole on its own, but it's better not to rush with that.
I licked the dark-blue bump on Neyla's chest. She shuddered and let out an erotic sigh. As I moved my tongue around her nipple, the slivold trembled from a silent orgasm (Fact: Demons and demon-like creatures can experience orgasm and cum from touches to their nipples and other erogenous zones). Something splashed onto my legs, but I no longer paid attention to it. My lips touched the slivold's body, transferring all my heat to her cool skin. Pressing my lips against her nipple more than just closely, I felt something land on my tongue. Something very salty…
After tasting the salty substance, I was already pressing my cock against Neyla's labia, almost entering her vagina. Neyla could feel my cock, so her hand lazily dropped to her hole to feel it inside her.
— Don't spare me, Fox! Hard and rough, so it hurts afterward! — the slivold continued to be drenched in slime, like sweat. I noticed she had even slid down a bit.
The coolness of the slivold's vagina shut off my consciousness. Now, Neyla was gasping with passion, splashing slime onto the floor. Her arms wrapped around me, forcing me to go deeper. I didn't notice the bump inside her vagina, but the longer this went on, the tighter everything clenched inside Neyla. Well, that's it, time to finish, I thought. The slivold was screaming, her hand reaching for her hole, then for my cock. I didn't know what she was trying to achieve: for me to cum first, or to cum first herself, trying to stretch the vaginal walls. But both were useless. Until something strange happened.
It became tight enough inside the slivold's vagina to keep fucking her, so I was thinking about cumming on her face. When I hit the bump, Neyla shuddered, and I was already fucking her there. Something squeezed my cock very sharply, making me cum instantly. Something relaxed and released my limp cock. I was shaking from passionate exhaustion, and Neyla looked feverishly at my face, then at my cock, and then rubbed her stomach. I thought I had done something wrong.
— That's more than I expected from you, Fox — she said, — but, you didn't have to impregnate me. You should have waited another week or so.
What, I thought. Kids? When we slept together for the first time? And how does Neyla know for sure she got pregnant, if I just came?
We can end here, as everything else is clear. Neyla got pregnant and gave birth to twins two months later. It shocked me back then, but now, I'm happy to have such a girlfriend.