Forced by a Powerful Demon in the Middle of the Night [Forced, Rough, Huge Dick, Handjob, Second Person]

In a panicked sweat, your eyes shoot open. You turn your head and look over at the clock, trying to distinguish the digital numbers through your fogged vision. All you can make out is a red glow. If you had to guess, you’d say it’s around 3:00am. However, that’s only a guess based off your usual sleep patterns.

You lean forward to get up from your bed, but a powerful figure wraps around your arms, pinning you down. The weight presses on you from multiple fronts. You kick your legs, you tug your body, you squirm beneath the bestial hold, but the heaving figure offers you little room to move.

Your eyes squint as your vision settles into clarity. Though you begin to wish it hadn’t as the monstrous figure’s image sears into your mind. Its hulking body is shredded with bulging muscles. Two black horns jut from the top of its forehead and curl forward like a ram. You trail the ends of its horns back to the beast’s furious brow which is glaring down at you. Mistakenly, you meet his soul-less, sable eyes. They are steadfast and resolute.

Afraid to stare any longer, you turn away just as the red beast lowers its face. His lips hover over your ear, allowing his tongue to slither from its fang-lined lips. It bellows a deep, rolling growl that sounds like a feral tiger getting ready to launch into its prey. The shrilling sound raises your skin and sends searing panic through your soul.

Heavily, you breath, attempting to collect yourself. You try to stay calm as his pearlescent teeth graze your skin, taunting you with their presence. Your attempts to settle seem to be a futile effort. Your heart is pounding erratically. It feels like it’s about to rip through your chest. Seemingly aware of your fear, the demon places his hand over your heart.

Slightly eased by his recognition of your fear, you feel enabled to let out a whispered plea. “Please let me go…” your frightened voice drifts off quietly. Then, you wait to see if the beast recognizes your words.

The beast makes no audible reply. Rather, he slithers his tongue down your neck. His soft, wet, snaky taste buds lick the skin of your neck multiple times. He seems to be sneaking a quick taste of your delicate flesh.

“Please—let me go…” you plead again, doing your best to tread carefully. The beast is gigantic compared to you. His biceps are easily the size of your head. His forearms would span the length of your torso. He could snap you in half if he wanted. You dare not provoke him.

Again, the demon offers you no response. Rather, he lifts his mouth away from your neck.

The low-level glow exuding from the demonic creature’s skin casts a small amount of light between the two of you. You watch as the demon pulls his body back, releasing your arms. You make no attempt to escape. Instead, you marvel at the appendage that you can now see is sprawled across your hips and upper body. His throbbing, veiny-filled penis stares at you imposingly. It is enormous both in length and girth. Bigger than any you have ever seen. It glows from atop your abdomen and reaches over your breasts.

“Holy shit…” you let out in awe.

Recognizing the tone in your voice, the demon stares down, and creates a sharp, toothy grin.

Still looking at this penis, your peripheral vision takes note of his smile. Sheepishly, you look up at him and ask, “C-can you under—?”

The beast cuts you off with a hair-raising roar. He reaches across your face, covering your mouth with one hand and tearing off your clothes with the other. He shoves your legs open and lays out the base of his cock over your exposed vaginal opening all the way up to your breasts.

Terror courses through every aspect of your being as you are shut down by his roars.

The beast grinds his lower body against you, rubbing his veiny cock over your body. He pulls back bringing the tip to your stomach. Then, he shoves upward, hitting the underside of your chin with the end of his appendage. He thrusts his hips with a rhythmic pace. You try to pull your head away, so the tip doesn’t hit you upside the chin, but it makes no difference. You feel his penis becoming more erect with each evil thrust.

While he uses your upper half as a tool for his erection, your panicked mind races. *I can’t take this. It’s way too big. He’s going to kill me!* The thought of his enormous cock being shoved into you fills your brain in a vivid manner. You can see it happening. His cock glowing from within you, tearing your body from the inside out. The violent thought sends dark chilling waves through your spine. The terrorizing vision snaps you back into reality and fills you with a newfound desire to escape. You start kicking, flailing, and wringing your body. “Please—let—me—go,” you struggle with each word.

Angrily, the beast uncovers your lips and moves his hand to the back of your neck. His claws sink into your vertebrae. He lifts himself slightly, hovering over your lower body, so you now have room to slip out from underneath the weight of him. He pulls you out from under his body, holds you up by the neck, and plops you face down on the bed. His grip on your neck does not release. Rather, he tugs upward on you like a puppet master, prompting you to scramble to your hands and knees.

Once you reach a steady position on all fours, he bellows approvingly. The demon then kneels himself in front of you, grabs the base of his cock, and pulls your head under it. His cock easily spans the length of your face. Blood surges across his shaft. You can feel each warm wave shoot across from under his shaft, pumping his cock towards being fully erect.

Again your jaw drops in awe. “Oh my god…” You could see it was big, but to feel the grandeur of it weighing down on your face is extremely humbling.

The demon lets out a heaving chuckle, pulling your face tighter against his shaft. His hold on your neck tightens. Then, he lets out an angry grunt and gives your head a shove.

Overwhelmed with a feeling of helplessness, you begin kissing the underside of his cock. Its blood red flesh glows in your eyes. You close your eyelids and can still see the red flares as your lips make rounds on a patch of his skin. The demon cups the underside of your face, cradling your head. His hold brings you a slight amount of ease, encouraging your kisses against his cock to become confident and more frequent. His sturdy brow watches intently as you decorate his flesh with your lips.

Then, your tongue spills from your mouth and starts to lick the undersurface of your cock. You make long, sloppy paths up his shaft, trying to reach as close to the top as you can. This causes the demon to let out an approving chortle. Pride swells within you as you hear his malevolent laugh. It prods you to cover this veiny surface with your saliva. Your new mission is to completely wet his cock.

Still kneeling in front of you, the demon pushes you backward, allowing you to sit back on your knees. He takes your hand and places it on the end of his cock. Your hand is so small compared to it that you can’t even manage to get your whole fingers around his tip. Then, he guides your hand to angle his cock upward and pin it to his stomach. Even while you are both kneeling, he is almost twice the size of you. Your eyeline barely crosses the height of his hips.

You set yourself beneath him and hold the tip of his penis to his body. Remembering your newfound purpose, you resume licking his cock. Your tongue starts from between his huge balls. You give the crease of his large testicles a few licks before traversing upwards. Your tongue glides up the duration of his forearm-length shaft. Once you finally get to the top, you place your tongue under the joining of his tip, then swirl your around in a whirlwind of motion, hoping to draw a reaction from the demon.

The demon places his hands on the top and bottom of your head, cradling both ends and holding you in place. One of your hands slips between the demon’s legs, cupping the underside of his balls. Playfully, you tap your fingers around the surface on of his testicles. This evokes a relieved grunt from the demon. Inspired by his reception, your other hand releases the demon’s tip and reaches around the center of his shaft. You can only get your grip around less than half of his girth, but still, you do your best to stroke him.

Your tongue repeatedly carves your initials into the sensitive flesh under his tip, your prodding fingers apply gentle pressure to his balls, and your crescent grip slides up and down strenuously. With your lips glued to his penis, you look up at the demon. His dark eyes stare down at you. His brow seems to have loosened since the last time you had exchanged a glance with him. His sharp smile has noticeably opened to let his heaving grunts escape.

You release his balls, bringing your hand up to his shaft. You place that hand directly across from the previously established one, and in unison, you continue stroking him. Together, your closed hands plunge to the root of his cock, then pull up to just below your chin. You lift your tongue from under his tip and place your mouth at the very end of his cock. Your lips roll onto his tip and attempt to make a descent.

For yet another time tonight, the difference in size between the both of you is mercilessly accentuated. Your mouth spreads open as wide as it can. You reach down, trying to encapsulate his full tip in your mouth, but you only make it about halfway down. You continue trying, trying, trying… “Fuckkk!” your voice pops as you release him from your mouth. You wanted so badly to get the whole thing in your mouth.

Amidst your frustration, the demon lets out a haughty laugh, then takes hold of your wrists, pulling your hands to where your tongue had previously been swirling over his sensitive foreskin. He guides your hold down a few hand-lengths, then pulls back up. Down, then up, down, then up. With his hands over yours, he silently shows you what he wants.

Confident in your ability to continue, he takes his hands away. You stroke his lumbering cock while staring at the aura that glows from his red flesh. Without being prompted, you press your lips to the tip of his penis, forming a fat-lipped pout against him. The light from his skin flares, turning your vision red. You look up at him. Your lips lined with his glow. Intently, you stare, watching for shifts on his face.

You apply more pressure to the circumference of his cock. Your stroking pace increases, causing the demon’s brow to soften. You study his face as he drops his jaw and lets out a satisfied groan. Bestial as he may be, you recognize that facial expression. Emboldened by his facial alterations, you stroke his cock with an added level of urgency. Your hands quickly go up and down on either side of his cock. Faster, faster, faster. You move your palms in a corkscrew motion. You twist and churn, desperate to extract his juices. The demon’s body begins to twitch and his groaning transforms into a continuous strand. He wraps his own fingers around the base of his cock, easily rounding the full girth of himself. Whereas you are still struggling to join your hands around it. With a few inches between your set of hands and his single hand, he strokes the lower half of his shaft.

You can tell that the added hand has made a meaningful impact on him. His breathing takes a heavy, sonorous inflection. His jaw drops to a fully extended, jagged mouthed ‘O’. Proud to play your part, you stroke him faster, faster, faster. “Please cum for me, please cum for me, please cum for me,” you repeat with a sultry voice.

His time between breaths decreases. His legs shake autonomously. His head falls back in pleasurable anguish. With your lips pressed to his tip, you wait. Ready to take in his juices. Your mutual stroking follows the same rhythmic pattern. With his face pointing toward your bedroom ceiling, the great beast lets out a set of pleasured howls. One—two—three, his body jolts with each joyous scream. His enormous cock throbs. His tip grows bigger, bigger, bigger against your lips until his bellowing voice cries out. You can feel the cum rushing to the tip of his cock. Quickly, you shift your lips over his opening, positioning yourself to accept his cum. You give him a final set of strokes just as his seminal juices shoot into your mouth. Massive, warm globs of cum shoot inside your entrance, coating the deepest reaches of your throat. The demon’s head rears back as he sends another powerful wave of cum into you. You can feel the long, thick ropes of his warm cum flow down, trickling into your stomach, nesting deep inside of you.

The demon makes a move to extract the last of his juices. He forces your hands away from his cock and strokes himself aggressively. His towering face hunches down, looking down at you with a wild glare. Making sure to take it all, you keep your lips latched around his opening. You sink your nails into the side of his thighs as he sends the final round of cum ropes into your fully filled mouth.

With a heavy breath, the demon lets down his cock and pulls away. Panting, he looks down at you with a satisfied smirk. The look is egotistical mixed with what you think might be a flare of appreciation. He holds your face and peers into your cum filled mouth. You swallow, accepting the first bit of cum into your esophagus. You swallow again, then, then again until his cum has been completely absorbed into you.

With a demonic grin, the beast pats your head, then lays down, and turns over in your bed. He has to curl his body in order to fit in your relatively small bed. Even while curled up, he is far too big for it. His burly arms take strict hold of your waist, pulling you into. Uncertain about what is happening, you let him pull you in. He brings his hand to your frantically beating heart, and his dark eyes come to a close.