Sleep Paralysis Demon

I felt the hard press on the edge of my bed as if someone had pressed down there, and the lift of my covers exposing me to the open air

The middle of the night an alone college student, getting what valuable sleep time I could muster, I found myself awake frozen in place.

Sleep paralysis? That was the most logical conclusion, all that was left was close my eyes and pretend I didn’t see anything.

The rising sheets forming a bump and only getting larger, I felt that overwhelming feeling of exposure to he elements, as if I was naked in a crowd. I held my breath.

Damn that occult club. I thought cursing each of their names. I should’ve never bought that powder.

Sleeping being restful yet boring, closing your eyes one moment, and being awake the next, I wanted a more exciting experience.

“This will make you have wild dreams.” They told me.

I didn’t mean this kinda wild! I yelled internally.

Eagle spread on bed face to the roof, the bump under his sheets turned to a hill moving towards me.

Trying to wiggle or front some movement, I was locked in place, and froze when I felt a hard press on my thigh. Long nails poking at my flesh, I held my breath.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. In my college dorm I’m about to be fucked by my sleep paralysis demon.

Waiting for sharp claws to maim my body, or to be dragged back to whatever this thing came from after a moment those dangers never came.

Not a scratch, or a blood drawn. There was a pull though, on my pajama pants. Limp cock pulled out exposed under the sheets I felt a hot air blow onto me. Then a tongue slid across.

Wtf!

The sheets rising at my chest my sleep paralysis demon, took the form of a woman or something close.

Ember red hair and curled horns on both sides of her head, she had unusually pale skin, pointed ears, and amber eyes. An ethereal beauty, her clothes were revealing and held tight to her coke bottle figure.

Mischievous smile flashed across her face she descended under the covers.

Cock stroked, I gained an instant hard on learning of my sleep paralysis demons identity. Pajama bottoms thrown out the side of the covers, the wild night began.

Licking my shaft up and down she juggled my balls between her fingers, lifting and dropping them. Sucking on my balls I felt a painful pleasure welling up, as she lightly clamped down on them.

Dragging her teeth along them and slightly pulling, she switched back to my cock.

Drool sliding off her tongue as she raised from the covers it covered my tip.

“What a dirty boy, getting hard over a lady you just met. Have you no shame?” She said in her alluring voice, one that would outshine honey.

Going down she clamped down on my cock, elongated tongue tightly pressed down. Hot and wet she bobbed her head up and down sucking me off.

Till that point in life I had received a couple of blowjobs, some good, some bad. But this was different, it was demonic, soul sucking even.

All the way to the back of her throat, she easily deepthroated me.

Waves of euphoria enlightening me, built up semen he resisted to release burst like a hole in a dam.

“That was a treat.”

Swallowing all of my cum, it felt like I released a record amount in disappointing time.

My balls are certainly drained, this sleep demon is wild.

Cock limp, I felt that glorious after glow despite the situation. I could do anything with this feeling, I am on top of the world, even Jeff Bezos couldn’t reach this. He though.

“Hmm, I’m goanna need more than that.” Crawling from underneath the sheets to overtop of him, she had a questioning glare.

What do you mean more?

Stroking her hands like she was playing with a cock, she raised me up into her breast.

“Prepare to be milked.” Pushing down her lingerie like clothes revealing her supple tits she pressed my face onto them.

A syrupy liquid with an unfamiliar sweet taste being squeezed out of her tits, she force fed me in my paralysis state.

Balls pulsating, I felt my limp cock enlargen again getting stiff as a rock.

Fed something strange she slipped underneath the covers and began her onslaught: milking me of semen, breastfeeding me, then milking me again.

Cumming for what felt like the twelfth time, she truly was a soul sucker. Left in a state between euphoria and pain, my cock ached as she kept sucking extracting more semen till my balls were truly emptied.

I fainted.

A few weeks go by.

Recovering from the soul sucking my cock endured, I couldn’t help myself and bought more of that powder.

I can’t help myself. I laughed pervertedly.

Laying in bed facing the effects of sleep paralysis again, this time something from the edge of my bed crept out kneeling in front of me.

Vibrant red skin, chiseled face, horns, and a masculine figure he suggestively raised his eyebrows at me.

Fuuuuuuuuck! I screamed internally.

End

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/srxj8l/sleep_paralysis_demon