Don't Fuck [With] the Occult

Vanessa loses herself to the rhythm of the entity fucking her, lost to the feeling of the dildo pounding wetly into her while her breasts were played with. She let herself get lost and moan and shout like a whore, loving the attention this entity was giving to her body while relishing the feelings of warmth and adoration inside her.

She orgasms with a dragged-out wail, her pussy clenching tight around the dildo buried deep inside her. Warmth and feelings of reverence radiated from her chest and throughout her body. She lay panting on the couch, legs still propped by some odd force, as she looks out into the living room. The entire room was still pitch black and quiet, the only thing she could hear was her sharp pants and the wet sounds of the dildo still sliding in and out of her spent and well fucked pussy.

"So good..." she mutters into the void, "Oh...I came so hard, and you fucked me so rough and good...what are you...?"

Vanessa wanted to imagine whatever it was that was doing this to her, but she could feel the entity's presence all around her and dancing right underneath her skin. She knew condensing this being into a simple human shape would do this terrifying yet fascinating being a disservice. A chill went down her spine, whatever this thing was that was fucking her, it was something otherworldly.

"Mn!" She cries out as something pushed against her asshole. She realizes belatedly that it was her vibrator, "Wh-what? You want to fuck me there too?"

She feels a wave of affirmation spread through her. The pressure against her other entrance was more insistent. Vanessa couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of this, "You haven't even given me a chance to rest!" she scolds it, but deep down she knew she's fully submitted.

"Don't let it hurt, please," Vanessa tells the entity, "Make me feel good."

At least the entity had been gentle as it pushes into her asshole. Vanessa was surprised that the vibrator was slick as it pushed further into her hole. So considerate, she thought to herself. She whimpers feeling it the toy move inside her as the dildo already fucking her pussy moved alongside it. Vanessa felt so full with both her holes getting fucked with her own toys. She loved it. Both toys moved in and out at such a tentative pace at the beginning. Gradually and to Vanessa's toe-curling pleasure, the entity sped up and fucked her holes at a more overwhelming pace. She couldn't help but cry out every time it slammed deeper into her holes.

"Hng~!" She groaned out, "yes...oh yes-! You're fucking my pussy and my ass so good...! Hah~! Yes...give it to me... fuck me good please! Harder! Fuck me harder!"

Vanessa wails as the entity complied to her nonsensical pleas. They fuck her harder, ramming the toys into her at an even faster pace that she felt like her pussy and her ass were going to break. She felt good, her body felt warm with love and adoration while her body was fucked like a dirty whore. It was amazing, the reverberating feeling of the entity's lust under her skin while her body builds up to another orgasm. She was so lost and overwhelmed to such an all-consuming sensation, and oh god! How much she loved it!

"Yes! Ah-! oh god YES!"

Vanessa screams in pleasure as she comes, her holes clenching tight as the dildos slam so far deep inside her.

Her legs were set gently back on the couch, and she lays there; her body hot and heavy from the sublime fucking she had just received. From a non-corporeal spirit nonetheless, she laughs to herself, better than any of the people she had sex with in the past. Vanessa could feel the entity still fucking her despite her orgasm and she wonders if it was only doing it for the fun of it. She knows she should care; she was exhausted and ready to pass out from the thorough fucking she had just received. But her body was at ease, she felt a sense of adoration coursing under her skin. She felt good...tired... and good

Vanessa sighs and lets herself drift off despite it all.

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It was the sunlight beaming through the window that finally got Vanessa to stir. The ray of light sat over her closed eyelids for too long that she finally moved from her comfortable position on the couch. With a groan, Vanessa rolled away from the offending light and opened her eyes to the bright illumination of the sunrise through her living room. It was nice, and the entirety of the living room was warm and comfortable.

Sitting up, she stretches herself out with arms raised and a pleased groan, the blanket that covered her sliding down enough to expose her breasts to the room. But Vanessa didn't pay any mind. She felt good this morning despite sleeping on the couch. Her muscles felt relaxed, everything felt limber; there was an undercurrent of calm that radiated from her chest to the rest of her body. There was a good kind of ache in the muscles of her legs from riding her dildo on the coffee table last night-

She stills.

Wait...

Vanessa looks around, the television was still turned off, just as it was set up to do after an hour of nothing playing. She looks for the remote on the coffee table, but to her surprise it wasn't anywhere she would have left it. Most of the pillows she had surrounding her nest had gone missing as well. Her toys were nowhere in sight.

She throws the blankets off her (hadn't she lost that at some point in the night?) and sat herself up, her naked body now fully exposed to the warm living room. She couldn't find anything that's been missing within her line of sight. With a frown she looked to the rest of the house; the kitchen was undisturbed; he hadn't gone there at all after she had a drink of water before she settled in the living room. She doesn't see anything odd there, so she turns her attention towards the hallway leading to the bedrooms.

Her eyes widen as she lets out a gasp.

Everything she'd been missing in the living room now lay before her 'shrine'. The pillows that had populated her couch last night were set on the floor before the table. The remote she had thought she left on the coffee table, sat on the edge of the shrine. All three of her sex toys sat in a line right at the center.

Vanessa feels her stomach drop at the sight. Images of last night suddenly came to the forefront of her mind. She recalls being touched and teased by some cold presence last night. She also remembered panicking. Yet she also remembers the warm feeling it was casting throughout her body, putting her at ease. Now she definitely remembers submitting to this entity and allowed it to fuck her till she passed out.

Standing up, Vanessa feels her legs wobble for a moment. The soreness from being propped up and fucked like a whore for a long time made walking a little difficult, but she pushed on. She could feel that tender but nice ache in both her holes and the slickness of her thighs from her wet cunt. A delightful reminder of the thorough fucking she had received from this odd being that apparently lived in her house.

She reaches the table after a few stumbles. Vanessa eyes the display bemusedly before she smiles, so it wasn't a dream. She picks up her well used dildo from the odd paraphernalia that now populated the shrine.

"Good morning," she greets the entity while kissing the dildo. Her offering for the day, "Did you enjoy yourself last night?"

A pleasant hum of affirmation reverberated from her core, and Vanessa giggles.

"We should do this in my room the next time."