Sorry for the delay, my life has been busy of late.
I am an exorcist who uses unconventional means to get demons out of women. I get the demons to show their true forms, then make love to them, banishing them with my blessed cum. The Vatican knows who to send when there’s a possession that drains the sexual energy form mortals. They send The Sexorcist. They send me.
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This was another hotel job. There’s something about demonic possession and hotels that just go together. The Vatican did some studies on it back in the fifties, but never figured it out. Today’s target didn’t have as high a body count as some of the others, only three that we knew of, but we still needed to head it off as soon as possible. I walked up to the receptionist’s desk, and gave my most charming smile.
“’Morning, doll. I’m here about room 211”.
“So, you’re the, ah, specialist?”
“Sure thing”.
She set the key on the desk with a shudder.
“All yours. I’m never going into that room again”.
I gave her a knowing nod, and made my way to the room in question. As I stood in front of it, it seemed a bit… off. There was no ichor seeping under the door, and the demonic stink was much weaker than it should be at this point. I opened the door slowly, and stepped inside. The girl was sitting upright on the bed, looking downtrodden. Even she didn’t have much in the way of ichor, just a few stains. She gestured to the drained bodies in the corner.
“I’m sorry about that. I tried to get them to leave before I finished them, but they refused to go”.
“Huh. Demons don’t usually give a lick about mortal lives”.
“Yeah, well. It’s a quirk of mine”. She looked up at my face, then frowned.
“Oh, it’s you”.
“Word certainly gets around”.
“Yeah, it does. Honestly, I wouldn’t mind if you did your bit here. I’ve heard that even if you banish us, you’re one hell of a lay… but I don’t think I’m your type”.
“Nonsense, luv. Why don’t you get out of that body and we’ll have a look, eh?”
She gave a slight smile, and stood, her vessel burning away. Then their true form was revealed. We were both quiet for a minute.
“I… see. So, you’re an…”.
“Incubus. Yeah”.
“Possessing a female?”
“I’m working through some stuff”.
“But judging from the bodies here, you swing more in my direction, right?”
“For the most part, yeah. From what I understand, you don’t swing in my direction”.
“I had an experience recently that… well it… What I’m saying is that this isn’t necessarily a ‘no’”.
“Do you mean it?”
For fuck’s sake, I was shaking right now. I’ve faced down dozens of demons, but this was what scared me at this point? Then again, this was kind of uncharted territory for me. Shockingly even after a decade as an altar boy, this was new to me. Fuck it, only one way to find out.
“I… I’ll try anything once”.
“Okay then, how… how do you want to go about this?”
“Well… I’ll do my bit last, since that banishes you. We can start by… me sucking you off?”
“That works for me”.
I looked at them, taking it in, trying to get myself moving. Dark, medium length hair, curved horns, a toned body, and of course, their dick. It wasn’t massive, and it wasn’t small. It was the exact length and girth that bordered intimidating and approachable, for me at least. I knelt down, and tried to think of what I liked. I reached out and gave it a few strokes to get it going, then took the tip into my mouth.
Don’t think too much, just try to enjoy it. If I didn’t think it was weird, it wouldn’t be.
I twirled my tongue around the tip, then gradually took a little more into my mouth before pulling back, then taking a little more. My run in with the archdemon last time had done something to my gag reflex… I almost didn’t have one anymore. She had practically shoved a tendril down into my stomach, so I guess I’m just kind of desensitized. I started to take it into my throat now, and I felt his hand on the back of my head, gently pressing me onto his groin. He tensed up, I felt him pump himself into my mouth. I expected it to taste like battery acid, or something awful, like succubi do when they cum, but it didn’t. Honest to god it tasted kind of like spicy chocolate. Still, I couldn’t bring myself to swallow it.
I spit the oily ichor into a waste basket, and stood up, wiping my mouth. I stood there for a moment, considering. Well, we’ve come this far, why not go another round? He didn’t drain me the same way the others did. His was more of a slow burn, not aggressively draining energy in a sprint. Like me, he played a marathon. I decided I could go another round before I had to send him away. I disrobed and bent over the bed, giving him a clear window. He looked at me with an eyebrow raised.
“Go for it, luv. We’ll see how it goes, I guess”.
I felt him grab onto my hip, and then I felt his tip gradually slide into me. My hand clenched around the covers for a moment as he slid in, but after the first thrust I felt… fine. I wasn’t sure if I’d seek it out, but it wasn’t bad. He started to thrust faster, and after a minute or two I started moving back to meet him halfway. Once again his free hand found my hair, and pulled on it a little. That also wasn’t bad. I’m not sure how long he went for, but when he did finally cum, I did feel kind of strange. I had never been cum in before, and it was… unexpected. Wet and warm inside. He pulled out, and I felt some of it drip out onto my leg. I grabbed a towel from my duffel bag and cleaned up what I could, then sprinkled a little holy water on the towel, causing it to burst into flame for a moment, before returning to it’s original state. I turned to the incubus.
“Alright, are you ready for this, luv?”
“Yeah, I think so. Never expected any of this to happen”.
“To be honest, me neither. Bend over”.
He bent over the bed where I had been just a minute ago. I pushed into him, and he let out a shudder.
“Fucking hell, they weren’t kidding…”
So it seems I not only have a reputation, but live up to it as well. I started to thrust, but felt myself get close very soon. I guess I had been enjoying myself more than I realized. I held out for as long as I could, but it still came quick. I pumped him full of my blessed cum, and he curled in on himself as his form began to burn away. As he did, he looked up at me and gave me a brief smile.
“Worth… it”.
I cleaned myself up as quickly as I could, and situated him on the bed as he gradually burned away to the girl again. I took out my cross and held it over her, chanting in Latin. Soon her eyes opened. I quickly moved to stand between her and the bodies to spare her the sight. I gently helped her off the bed.
“Easy there, doll. You’ve had quite the week”.
“Wh… what happened to me?”
“You were possessed by a demon, but you’re alright now. It was a rough fight, but I got it out of you”.
“Oh… oh. Did I do anything while I –“.
“Don’t you worry yourself about that. I’ll help you down to the lobby, then I can drive you home after I talk to the receptionist”.
We made our way down, and I helped her into a chair, then walked over to the receptionist.
“All done, doll. We’ll be sending by some people for the bodies and to make a cover story. As for the room, spray it with holy water twice a day for a week and it’ll be good as new”.
“Thank you for doing this. I just can’t stop thinking about those poor young men. To think they went into that room to die…”
“I have it on good authority that they didn’t suffer”.
“Well, thank God for small blessings, right? Anyway, thank you for everything you’ve done. You’re a very brave man to stand up to things like that”.
“I just do what’s right, doll. It’s my pleasure.
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Well, this is the long anticipated part four. As always, feedback is welcome. I’m not sure how this one is, since I don’t really swing this way myself, but hopefully it’s entertaining at least. Anyway, if you like this one, or other stuff I wrote, feel free to follow me. Not sure if there’ll be more of The Sexorcist, but there definitely could be.
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