There in the wicked dark, the witch Rosaline saw deep red eyes, and nothing more. The light of the great bonfire illuminated only the clearing, where she danced naked with her coven. They circled around the bonfire, entreating dark forces with their bodies. It was her first fulfilment of the Merrywood ritual, but she knew what to expect. As the fire died, greater and greater demons would arrive like smoke to take them, and fill them with dark seed.
The first trails of smoke appeared from the edge of the clearing, extensions of the dark from without reaching within to claim them. One trail curled around her, and danced with her shadow before moving to coalesce beneath the dancing feet of a male witch. She had expected brimstone, not lavender, when the demon appeared. A feminine, winged creature, with horns, a tail, and throbbing appendage.
The creature took the man into its arms, and stroked him. It caressed the mans chest, playing with his stiff nipples. The man looked back with parted lips, and the creature took them, stroking him while sharing a clashing of tongues. The man soon came to orgasm, twitching in the arms of the demon, as thick ropes of mortal seed fell to the ground. The demon squeezed the man’s still engorged length, drawing out a single white drop that it brought to its lips. The demon’s own throbbing appendage rested firm on man’s back. The demon and the man smiled to each other, and shared another clashing of tongues as the demon pressed her throbbing length into the man. His lips parted, and a silent moan was writ on his face, growing wider the more of the demon he took into him.
The witch Rosaline saw the demon begin to once again stroke the man’s still rigid body, but saw nothing more, continuing her dance around the bonfire. She spun in a macabre ballet, arching her back, and pirouetting. The pleasant smell of smoke and lavender mingled around the bonfire, as a chorus of carnal moans and slapping bodies filled the air. The fire had begun to fade, and more trails of smoke came dancing near. She was courted by a great black plume, that danced with her for a time, before seeming to shudder, snaking away.
The great black plume joined a duo, turning to a trio. Before the third, a duo of demons had been having their way with a dark skinned woman, who’s obsidian skin seemed to swallow the light, whos body seemed to swallow the demons whole. The duo, a pair of demonic Adonis, were busy ravaging both her tight holes. One hand on the woman, and another on each other, they exchanged deep kisses, and amorous caresses. The dark skinned woman, open mouthed and moaning, readily accepted the third demon into her mouth, swallowing the whole of him the moment he appeared. The trio emptied themselves into the woman, whos body eagerly took in their release. The collection of bodies did not cease to shiver, or to stop enjoying the woman, and each other, as Rosaline passed them.
The fire was dim now, barely embers. Rosaline danced as close as she dared, tradition demanding that she dance in the light until she was taken carnally by the dark. She continued her ballet macabre, whipping her naturally rose pink hair. Around her the moans and slapping of bodies grew louder, wilder, most of the clearing was in pitch darkness now, save for the space she circled around now.
Two large plumes began to encircle her, wrapping around her as she spun. When the first took form she could smell petrichor, the smell of the earth after rain. It was the smell of the more masculine demons she had surmised. The great muscular creature was massive, twice her size. It cradled her in one hand, and lapped at her entrance with its hot tongue before filling her with it. The second plume formed beneath her, again the smell of petrichor.
The second creature parted her lips with an eager tongue, it caressed her breasts with its large hands. In turn she caressed the creature great horns, and reached down to massage the bulbous head of its hot demonic manhood. The head was slick with the demons own pre juices, and she found herself craving the taste of it, but she would have to wait.
Both demons retracted their tongues, and set her down. She was reminded of the plume that had shuddered before leaving her earlier. The fire had completely died now, and the clearing was pitch black, and loud with the sounds of mortal moans and demonic desire. There, in the wicked dark, the witch Rosaline saw deep red eyes.
It was too dark to see the creature truly, but it was a great massive thing. She could feel the other two kneel before it. The dark eyes lowered, the beast had lay down, and she felt herself lifted by the other two. They were seating her on the great thing’s great length. She felt her body yield to him, as his large demonic head pressed against her yearning slit to spread her open. The other two lowered her gently onto the great beast, and her body felt a hot fullness.
She breathed heavily from the fullness, and she could feel her body pulse along with the creatures throbbing length inside. When the other two had set her down, she only managed to move herself up and down on the creatures body a few times before her body began to shiver in orgasm. She let out a tiny whimper, her body gripping tightly to the creatures girth, causing it to twitch with pleasure inside her. When her body had stopped flooding her with warm electric rapture, she began to ride the beast in earnest.
She felt the presence of the two demons from before. One sat behind her, and could feel it pressing its hot girth on the small of her back. The demon slapped its cock on her soft ass, and she slowed her movements to let him take her tight asshole. The demon’s great girth was slick with precum, and she was once again reminded of how delicious it might taste. Rosaline’s body almost couldn’t process the wonderful pressure she was feeling inside her, both of the great demonic girths filling her up.
The third demon made itself known through presence alone. In the darkness of the clearing, she could feel the heat of its hot demonic cock in front of her. She took hold of it with one hand, the other on the greater beasts hard stomach to stabilize her while she was being rammed in both her holes.
She could just barely wrap her hand around the demon’s girth, stroking and squeezing it to draw out its slick precum. She put her lips to the creature, slurping up the salty delicious nectar it provided. When she could draw out no more she caressed the creatures hot and heavy sack, massaging its hellish jewels while she took the creature into her mouth.
It was almost too much, the delicious taste of demonic cock, and the feeling of being filled to absolute completeness. She felt her body growing hot again, the overstimulated nerves communicating a wonderous fullness that was scratching every beastly itch inside her. Her body began to shudder, and this time she could feel the great beast inside her pussy pulsing heavily, its throbbing coming to a pique. The demon grunting and thrusting into her ass was beginning to swell too.
She put both hands on the great beast in anticipation of what was coming. The third demon contented itself by grabbing the back of her head, and filling her head and throat with its cock. When her body began to convulse with orgasm the third demon thrust into her throat so that she could greedily swallow the great delicious ropes of its cum. Her asshole tingled with warm savory delight as the second demon’s hot cum filled her ass. The great beast too finally gifted her its overwhelming load, the walls of her needy cunt milking the great creature for every drop even as it filled her to bursting with its dark demonic seed.
After her senses returned to her she found that she was dripping with the delicious sticky ropes of their demonic cum. The third demon alone provided her with all the hot creamy goodness she could have desired, and more, having to let the last of it spill on her chest. Her crotch was a mess of its own, leaking with demonic seed.
The dark witch Rosaline was insatiable however, and continued to satisfy herself with demons for the rest of the night.
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Nine months later, Merrywood hospital was overwhelmed with a cadre of devilishly cute babies.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10otsat/there_in_the_wicked_dark
Great read, very well written!!