Dark Interests Ch. 01

The door opened and Amanda automatically pressed up against the wall, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Her slice of pizza was still clutched in her hand. Her look of concern turned into one of amusement as she watched what came through the door.

She lifted the slice of pizza to her mouth and absentmindedly took a bite, nodding a little to herself in approval. The hot cheese burnt the top of her mouth. The pain worked wonders in smothering the arousal and slight pang of jealousy that had sprung up with what she witnessed.

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The young couple staggered through the door. Their bodies twisted around each other as they kissed fiercely. What had started as a quick tease in the car had morphed into a raging fire of desire.

Daemon had one hand tangled in Elina's hair, his other pulling on the small of her back helping her grind slowly against him. She bit his lip gently as he pulled back, not willing to let him go. She leant her chest against his, making sure he felt her soft breasts press into him. She ran a tongue lightly along his throat before placing a sucking kiss on the tender flesh.

"Stairs!" Daemon grunted.

Perhaps he had meant for Elina to break off and lead the way, but if he did she didn't listen. She hopped off the floor and wrapped her strong legs around his waist, her arms going around his neck. Her black dress rode up, spooling around her waist. She moaned as she felt his hardened erection rub against her rapidly moistening slit through his jeans and her panties.

Daemon grabbed at her ass for stability, and felt the thin lacy material of her underwear and the heat of her feverish skin under his grip. Burdened as he was, he had never moved up those steps faster.

His bedroom door shut with a bang. Before he could move over to the bed however, Elina slid off him, her silken lips still locked on his, her tongue hot, wet and slippery as it pushed against his. Her delicate fingers found the buttons of his shirt and she fumbled them in her haste. Daemon moved to help but she growled and just pulled at them, the buttons popping off to fly around the room like shrapnel.

With the button shirt off she pulled at his vest, untucking it from his jeans so she could slip her hands under them and feel his bare flesh. Daemon kissed along her neck as her fingers traced along the planes of his chest. He pushed one of her dress straps aside so he could kiss along her shoulder and she growled again and pushed him. Startled, the much larger man stumbled back against his closed door.

"Me first," she whispered.

Elina stalked forward gracefully, her dress still bunched up around her waist. Her thighs glowed in the moonlight streaming through the window, and Daemon could just make out the dark lacy fabric of her panty covered mound.

With more controlled movements that were all the sexier for them, she slid both hands under his shirt, playing across his skin as she pushed the material up. Daemon lifted his arms and allowed her to pull the vest off over his head. She kissed him, slowly and sensually, her lips molding around his as her tongue darted out and slid over his own, enticing him before retreating.

Still kissing him in that slow measured pace, her hands slid back down. Elina's thin fingers trailed along the broad muscles of his chest. She felt them tense under her touch as she explored his body lovingly.

Elina trailed kisses down his neck, hearing Daemon hum his approval. Her hands moved ever lower now, tracing the contours and hard ridges of his abs as they tightened. She kissed him above his right nipple, and he tasted warm and salty. Her hand found the jeans-ensnared erection and she traced the hardened bulge through the fabric.

Daemon's hand was back in her hair, pushing down with a steady but gentle pressure. She kissed along each naked ab, taking her time, torturing him with pleasure as his stiffened penis lay trapped against his thigh, straining against the thick material and her warm grip.

"Babe, please! You're driving me crazy," Daemon whispered, his voice shaky with lust. "Suck me! Oh El, baby, suck me please!"

Smiling to herself at the hungry need in his voice Elina knelt, one hand pushing against his stomach, so he stayed pressed against the door as her other pulled at his belt. The leather slid free from the loops with a quiet hiss. The button was easy, and the zipper was loud as she pulled it down.

Gripping his jeans and boxers as one she paused to look up at him, her eyes like two swimming pools of liquid chocolate. A slant of moonlight fell across his face, highlighting the hard planes. His eyes, like two chips of obsidian, glowed with lust as he met her gaze. She pulled his pants and briefs down in one movement, allowing his bobbing member to spring free. Daemon gasped with pleasure as the cool night air brushed against his throbbing erection.

If he asked her she would have denied it, but Elina had been studying porn for the last couple of months. The natural overachiever attacked the thought of having sex with the same determination and drive she had attacked her school work. Hours were spent watching videos, amateur and professional, with the sound off. She made mental notes and did research and in all of them she found one thing strange: the sight of the men's dicks did not send her into lust filled deliriums like the women on screen. Sure, the obvious enjoyment the couples experienced made her wet and fidgety but the actual male member itself...not so much.

Daemon's penis was a perfect match for his stature. Large. It was long and wide, thick from the root to the tip, flaring out into a swollen helmet. It looked 'heavy', bobbing in front of her face, her eyes following the slow swaying motion with rapt attention. She felt a fascination for it, a compulsion to touch it. So she did. Trailing her fingers along the underside of Daemon's shaft, she looked up startled when he hissed. His eyes were closed, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. She licked her lips when a drop of pre-cum leaked out of his tip and dribbled slowly down his length.

Daemon was ecstatic. He could feel Elina's touch on his dick like a super conductor. Sparks of pleasure shot through him and he had to fight the urge to buck forward. Then she did something that took the young man to heaven.

Elina kept her eyes glued to her lover's face, not wanting to miss a moment of his pleasure as she opened her mouth as wide as it would go and slid his swollen crown into the hot, wet confines of her mouth. Daemon's grip turned painful in her hair as he felt his cock slide along her tongue. Realizing what he had done he let go and lovingly stroked her head, trailing down to her cheek.

Elina swallowed more of his thickness into her mouth, her soft silky lips dragging along his shaft as she tried taking him to the root. Her tongue slid around his head, marveling in the smoothness of his flesh and the natural taste of his sex. Inexperience forced her to stop short, more than half of his length still out of her mouth, as she choked a little, spittle pooling in her mouth.

She let the glob of saliva slip out from the seal her mouth made around his meat and used one hand to apply the slippery liquid to the rest of his length. Her hand gripped his girth firmly as she stroked him slowly.

"El, baby that feels amazing! Your mouth is so fucking hot!"

Daemon couldn't stop the slow grinding motions his hips made as he pushed himself into El's hand and eager mouth. He looked down and almost came on the spot, his toes curling as he tried to contain himself. Elina had his cock halfway in her mouth, her full red lips locked around his meat as her beautiful eyes watched him with love. One hand pumped along the exposed length of shaft, saliva making his flesh shine as she glided her grip up and down.

He loved her, he knew, as he panted and moaned in ecstasy. She was beautiful, her body called to him, each imperfection he noticed was a unique little quirk that made her all the more different from the other woman.

Her wet lips were a vacuum around him, her mouth hungrily devouring him. She bobbed her head, her dark hair swaying as she worked more saliva over his tool. Daemon groaned when she applied suction on the upward bob. The hand that fisted his shaft started to move faster, her grip just a little tighter. She looked so beautiful to him in that moment, kneeling there before him, her dress hiked up around her waist, her lips so red and wet, puffed out and stretched to their limit around him as her tongue lathered his swollen head in pleasure. Saliva dripped from the corner of her lips to fall against her cloth covered breasts. She made little cooing noises around him as she worked. Her low lusty moans sent vibrations up his shaft, adding to the stimulation she was giving him. Her big dark eyes looked up at him, begging him to come so she could taste him.

Daemon felt a tingling in his sack at the same time Elina felt him swell in her mouth. Instinct drove her onward, her hand becoming a blur as she worked it over his length rapidly. She moved her head back, keeping just the swollen tip in her mouth nestled on her tongue.

"Babe! Oh fuck EL! I'm gonna cum! Babe!" Daemon grunted out, his hands gripping at the door behind him as his orgasm built and built.

Elina wasn't prepared for the load he gave her. With heavy grunts, his abdomen flexed, and his rigid penis pulsed. Rope after thick rope burst from him cock, the pearly white liquid coating Elina's tongue and shooting against the roof of her mouth. She gagged, the flavor new and strange to her, as she pulled him from the warm confines, her hand still unconsciously working at his shaft to milk him dry. Another glop flew out, splashing against her teeth and chin. With one final heavy grunt and shaky knees Daemon slid down the door to rest against the floor facing Elina.

Warm brown eyes met his own dark ones, so full of love and happiness. Elina's mouth was still open, a puddle of cum rested on her tongue. Thick strands decorated her cheek and chin and glistened on her lips. Daemon grabbed his discarded black shirt from the floor and went to work wiping his seed from her face. He expected her to spit it out of her mouth and yell at him but instead she closed her mouth, her eyes scrunching up. Tossing her head back like she was taking a shot of liquor, she swallowed his salty load.

"Bleh," she said, her brown eyes twinkling as she gazed up at the shocked face of Daemon. "That was...new! Did you like it?" she finished, suddenly a little self-conscious.

'DID I LIKE IT?!" Daemon exclaimed, his eyes going big. "That was amazing- you were amazing. How did you, I mean...have you...you know...before?"

"NO!" she said, suddenly angry that he thought that. Then the anger faded away to a warm glow of pride. She had made him cum, and just with her mouth. She wanted to stand up and dance, but she could still feel his seed around her mouth and chin, drying. Standing on slightly shaky legs she motioned him out of the way. "Move you big oaf, I want to wash my face."

"Oh right, sorry." Still shaky himself Daemon rolled over onto his feet. Elina giggled a little when he nearly tripped on his jeans and kicked them off scowling. "I'll...uhh...I'll-"

"You'll wait here for me." Elina pulled her dress back down and patted his shoulder before pushing him towards the bed. She had started the night in a turmoil of nerves, excitement and lust. Now, having pleased him to completion she felt her nerves settle as confidence took hold and her lust, unimpeded by negative emotions, settled into a delightful empty ache in her sex that she wanted desperately to fill.

Daemon was sitting on the bed waiting when Elina re-entered the room. She looked at his broad frame in the dim glow of the moonlight. He was so large and strong but so loving and gentle with her. It was times like this when they were alone and he allowed himself to be vulnerable that she saw the man he could turn into. She felt a fresh wave of love as she stepped lightly across the room towards him. "De, baby. Why don't you undress me?"

He nearly sprung across the room as he rushed to her side and pulled her to him. His kiss was slow and tender as he tried to convey his love for her. She responded in kind, wrapping herself around him in an embrace as old as time as his large hands glided over her shoulders and stopped between her shoulder blades. Her zipper slid down smoothly, the sound swallowed by the pair's heavy breathing. Excitement made Elina shake as her dress slid from her shoulders, to pool at her feet like a dark shadow. She stood there in her matching bra and panties.

She almost covered up her small breasts self-consciously but Daemon's warm grip stopped her, his touch gentle as he gazed at her.

"You're beautiful El," He kissed her softly. Sweetly. "So, so beautiful and I'm so, so lucky to have you."

His rough palms were tender as they stroked her shoulders. One hand ran down her back as the other slid along her ribs, tickling her, to cup a breast. She was small enough that it fit in his palm but for the first time she didn't feel embarrassed about her size. The hunger in Daemon's eyes as he bent down and ran his lips along the upper swell of her breast sent a shiver down her spine and fresh tingles to her sex.

He squeezed her breasts gently, massaging them through the thin lacy material of her bra, and was rewarded with the pricks of her nipples poking into his hand. His other hand slid down the small of her back, her warm flesh silky smooth beneath his touch, to glide over the full mounds of her peach-shaped ass. Firm but soft, he gave them a squeeze. Elina moaned and leaned against him, pushing her panty covered slit against his burgeoning erection.

Daemon's strong hands reached around her ribs and unclasped her bra. Her little peaks were revealed as the fabric fell away to join the dress on the floor. Her breasts were firm and stood high on her chest. They protruded lightly, the shapely forms red with her blush. She had small brown areolas, and her nipples, now puckered and tight with arousal, matched. Daemon leaned down, his stubble tickling her. It made her giggle girlishly before a breathy moan escaped her lips as he suckled one breast and then the other. He swirled his tongue around the nubs of her sensitive nipples, teasing them with little nibbles and strong lashes of his tongue. Elina tangled her hand in his hair and thrust her chest upwards, holding him to her breast as she panted, her panties now sopping wet.

She felt Daemon's erection pushing into her stomach, his lust reignited, and she tiptoed enough for the head to slide down, nestling it against her mons. She spread her legs apart and allowed his hardness to slide between her thighs.

His thickness rubbed against the wet fabric of her panties, splaying her pussy lips apart while the hard ridge of his crown bumped against her clit as he slowly humped himself between her fleshy thighs. She squeezed her legs together involuntarily, trapping him against her damp panties.

Daemon would have nursed at her tits all the live long day but the way Elina was rocking her hips, her thighs clamped around his erection, made him pull away, eager for more.

He kissed his way down her tummy, his movements almost a copy of hers earlier. Elina gasped as she realized that he was planning on going down on her. The thought of his tongue delving into her sopping slit was a pleasing one but it wasn't what she wanted. Her aching sex needed to be filled and all she could picture was his thick veiny cock, not his tongue. Besides, there was always later for that.

She hooked her arms under his pits and pulled him up as his hands brushed over her firm round tushy. "They'll be time for you to eat me later, baby. I need you inside me now!" she gasped as she kissed him sloppily, her tongue running wild. She pushed him, the back of his knees catching the bedframe so he flopped heavily onto the mattress, his body bouncing.

Elina stared into his eyes as she ran a hand over herself lightly, across her tummy and her waist before stopping at her hips. Her panties gripped between her fingers and still holding eye contact, Daemon's sexy girlfriend pulled the material down, her shapely hips swaying from side to side as the wet material got stuck against her thick thighs.

Daemon unconsciously licked his lips, his gaze dropping down to see her sex for the first time. She had groomed; there was a thin patch of hair, shaped like a little arrowhead pointing down. He could see the beginning of her slit and her puffy outer lips, her inner folds poking out a little, like swollen petals of a flower. They glistened with moisture as she stepped over her discarded clothes and walked towards him.

He reached out to her as she came to him. His large arms wrapped around her as her naked body fell on his, her warmth soaking into him and his into her. He rolled her over, bracing himself on his elbows so he wouldn't crush her with his weight. He kissed her collarbone, her neck, her jaw, and her lips, each kiss meant to show his love for her. She felt his erection trapped between them, the heat of him almost scalding against her stomach. She felt her own sex pulse with need, fresh lubricant spilling from her and running over her perineum. She had never been so wet in her life.

Daemon kissed her nipple as he moved himself down a little, positioning himself to kneel between her legs. His thick fingers ran along the smooth velvety skin of her inner thighs as he pushed her legs apart further and lifted them a little. He scooted around until he was closer to her, his swollen cock head now nestled on her pelvis. Elina's soft tuft of pubic hair tickled the bottom of his thick shaft. Elina looked down between them and for the first time since they started kissing in the car doubt surfaced. He was just SO BIG! She didn't even know how he was going to fit.

That small spike of nerves was enough to clear her head and remind her of something else important. She propped herself up on her elbows - fighting her arousal all the while - and looked Daemon in the eye.

"Condom!" she hissed.

"Oops!" Daemon's 'aww shucks' flush of embarrassment made his face almost glow in the dark. He slid over her thigh and moved towards his bedside table. "I totally forgot!"

Elina laughed quietly as he started to root around in the drawer. His hand would come up with something and hold it up to the moonlight before tossing it back in. There was something about his goofiness spoiling their intimate moment that seemed...right. It was part of who he was and she loved his jump without looking mentality - right up until it may involve her ovaries!

Daemon cursed under his breath as he pulled the condom out of the foil packet and tried rolling it over his stiff member. Rolling his eyes when he realised he had been trying it on backward, he finally got it on and moved back towards the waiting Elina with his member bobbing eagerly between his thighs.

The condom's material cast a light sheen under the moonlight as it bounced off the shiny surface. Elina's fears came roaring back as she saw him clearly once more. He looked even bigger with his meat being squeezed by the latex.

As if he could sense her fears Daemon caught her eye as he settled back between her spread legs. His face was gentle and loving, his smile warm. Her doubts melted. IT would hurt but HE wouldn't hurt her. She nodded at him.

Taking a firm grip on himself Daemon guided his head along her slit, his cock head pushing apart her thick, slick outer lips. Her juices started to coat his mushroom tip as it bumped into her hooded clit. The spark of pleasure it produced made her squirm. Rubbing himself up and down her snatch a few more times, enough for her natural lubricants to thoroughly coat him, had the young woman shivering with arousal.