
An Unholy Party
The girls have summoned a demon 😈 so subject to you, will you...?

Ellie's eyes widen at the offer, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She looks nervously at the other girls, but they all seem equally unsure about what to say or do. Finally, she nods slowly, a smile creeping across her face. "Deal."
Jasmine and Madison exchange worried glances, knowing that their turn is coming next. Claire continues to silently rock back and forth on the floor, seemingly lost in her own thoughts.
Very good. You, Claire, you’re next. You want happiness?

"I... I just want to be happy," Claire whispers, still not looking at any of you. "Please..." Her voice cracks on the last word, and she starts to sob quietly into her hands. The others exchange concerned glances before Jasmine steps forward, taking Claire's hand in hers.
"We'll make sure you're happy, Claire," she says gently. "I promise."

Jasmine moans loudly as she feels him deep inside her, moving faster and rougher now. Her body arches back, pressing against his, their chests heaving with the effort of their passionate coupling. She glances down at them both, watching as they become one, lost in the moment.
"Faster," she pants, her voice hoarse with desire. "I need you to go faster..."

(Continue)

The demon obliges, thrusting his hips upward with more force as he pushes deeper into Jasmine's body. She cries out in pleasure, her nails digging into his chest as she meets every stroke with equal fervor. Their skin slips and slides against each other, sweat and desire mixing together in a heady cocktail of ecstasy.
"I can feel you tightening around me," he growls, his voice thick with lust. "Are you close?" The question is more demand than query;