Samantha tossed and turned in her bed for what seemed like forever. She had gone to bed early that night because she had an important business meeting early the following day. Unfortunately for her, that plan wasn’t working out as well as she had hoped.

While she had only been tossing for about a half-hour, it seemed like it had been much longer. Desperate to hurry her slumber along, she decided to employ her most tried and true strategy to fall asleep quickly. She had already removed her nightshirt before she slid under the covers, so all that was left was to remove her panties. Samantha slid her panties down, grabbed onto them, and placed them on the side of the bed in case she wanted to put them back on afterward.

She quickly went to work; she massaged her hood to awaken her dormant clitoris. Samantha started to rub her clit with her right hand as her left hand tried to push her other buttons. Just as she was getting warmed up, she heard a thud that sounded like it came from underneath the bed.

Samantha let out a gasp. She halted immediately and scanned the dark room to see if anything looked strange. Since she couldn’t find anything out of place, she assumed that her actions had simply knocked something to the floor.

After a brief pause to make sure that there were no more interruptions, she resumed her routine. She quickly regained her momentum, and her hips started to swivel as she got rolling along. Just as she began to feel her orgasm approaching, she heard and felt another loud thump.

She stopped immediately and started to fear that perhaps a small animal had gotten inside her bedroom. As she opened her eyes, she saw a set of glowing, orange eyes slowly rise from the foot of her bed. It most certainly was not a small woodland creature.

Samantha was paralyzed with fear. She pulled the covers up over herself, but there was no doubt that whatever this being was, it had already located her.

She felt the bed covers pulling away from her and decided to relent. They were quickly cast away, revealing her nude body to the creature.

It slowly crept forward. Samantha strained to see what the being was with only a scant bit of moonlight to illuminate the room. It looked humanoid, but it certainly wasn’t a man. Its exterior looked to be dark. The creature was nearly black and looked like it was perhaps burned.

It grumbled in a low, ragged voice, “Want to taste.”

She watched as a long, pointed tongue extended from its mouth. The tongue was pink in color, which made it differentiate significantly from the void of blackness that surrounded it. It seemed to be dripping saliva profusely. While she was pretty sure that she didn’t want to continue with this adventure, it seemed like a much better option than denying the creature its wishes. She nodded her head affirmatively and let out another gasp as she contemplated what she had just done.

Samantha felt the bed shift as the creature crawled up on its foot. As it neared her, she could see the outline of what seemed to be horns sprouting from its head. As it hovered over her lower body, she could feel saliva dripping steadily onto her abdomen.

Samantha was almost positive at that point that this being was a demon of some sort. She was convinced that she had nodded off to sleep and was locked in some sort of crazy nightmare.

As the creature closed in, its tongue seemed to get even longer. It first touched her around her navel, where it spent some time swirling around and leaving a pool of saliva behind. The creature moved its way up Samantha’s body. It spent several minutes exploring every bit of her breasts with its tongue before it moved onward and slowly licked up her neck, stopping at her chin.

By the time it finished, most of her torso was coated with a thick coating of saliva. Samantha couldn’t imagine how anything could produce that much saliva. Its tongue must have been a foot long at that point.

She still hadn’t moved a muscle.

“Want to taste…everything, ” the creature growled.

While she was still terrified of the creature, Samantha was becoming increasingly confident that it did not intend to hurt her. She was also increasingly confident about what its intentions with her were. After a brief look at its long, agile tongue, she decided that it might actually feel good. Besides, it was all just a dream anyway.

“Uh-huh, ” she said in a breathy voice. Her glistening chest heaved in nervous anticipation.

The creature slowly slinked its way downward. Samantha felt two gravelly hands on her thighs, just seconds before the demon gently pinned them back against her midsection.

Samantha felt the tip of its tongue swirl around her labia. It poked and prodded for a bit before it started to enter her. The creature seemed to have incredible control of its tongue. As it slowly gained depth inside of her, the tip swirled around inside of her, touching every bit of the inside of her vagina.

She had completely surrendered to the creature at that point. There were so many sensations going on that she struggled to process them before the next one arrived. The creature started to let out an occasional low, deep moan.

There were several moments when Samantha felt like she was going to cum, but the creature seemed to sense it and deny her climax...for now. Its tongue kept probing deeper inside her body. Samantha had never felt any sort of penetration that was so deep and satisfying. The wide base of the creature's tongue was stretching her to her limits, as well.

It was an amazing experience for Samantha; the only negative, so far, was that she had been denied her orgasm. The beast slowed its tongue-waggling and slowly withdrew it.

The demon rose and hovered above her. Saliva dripped from its tongue, which must have extended down by well over a foot. Samantha wondered how much of the creature's glorious tongue had found its way inside of her. The beast seemed to want to show off its prodigious tongue to her before slowly retracting it back inside of its mouth.

“Want to have all of you. Want to take you, ” the creature growled as it reached up and caressed her cheek gently.

Without hesitation, Samantha answered, “Yes! Do it.”

She became nervous as soon as she spoke those words. Because of the dim light, she had been unable to see the creature’s penis at all. She wondered what sort of size or shape it had. Samantha had to believe that surely the copious amounts of saliva it had deposited inside her would ease the entry, no matter the size.

The creature maintained its position and once again pinned Samantha’s knees back. It lifted her backside effortlessly and slowly slid her toward his waiting cock. She felt something very large press against her. Her nervousness increased as she hoped that this object wasn’t the tip of the creature’s penis.

That hope was quickly dashed when she felt the creature pull her aggressively against it. She let out a distressed cry until the tip of the creature’s penis finally gained penetration.

Samantha felt a sense of relief. Whatever shape the creature’s penis had, it seemed to narrow significantly once past the tip. As she recovered, she felt the extreme girth of the tip as it gained depth inside of her.

She thought about some of the nature shows that she had seen in the past. Samantha remembered that some creatures have a bit of a “fail-safe” in the reproductive process. Some animals have a penis that is shaped so that once inside of the female, it traps her, forbidding her from escaping until the male has released his seed. She wondered if the creature’s bulbous head had either split or opened up inside of her.

Her thoughts abated as the creature began to rock forward slowly. As its cock gained purchase, it felt like the underside of its cock was adorned with increasingly large ridges.

Samantha quivered as the creature’s cock seemed to seek out her G-spot. As it thrust deeper, it seemed to get increasingly thick. Just as Samantha felt like she couldn’t take anymore, her orgasm finally hit. Her legs flailed about wildly in the creature’s grasp.

That seemed to be the trigger for the creature to finish. It started to pummel Samantha’s pussy harder, deeper, and faster than before. Samantha’s orgasm helped to mask the discomfort of the strain that she was under.

The creature stopped and let out a loud roar. Samantha felt a wave of warmth inside of her body as the initial blast of cum rocketed inside of her. The volume of liquid was more than she could have ever imagined. She quickly found out that it was just the first pump and there were roughly a half-dozen more after that. By the time that the beast had finished, it’s plentiful seed was already pouring out of her and onto her bedding.

It leaned over her and extended its tongue in her direction. Samantha responded in kind, and the two shared a brief, demonic, French kiss.

As the creature rocked backward, its rapidly softening penis pulled free. The bulbous head retracted with a not-too-uncomfortable, but noticeable, pop. The creature held its hand over Samantha’s midsection for several minutes.

“My child, ” the creature cooed. “Now you sleep, ” it commanded as it brushed her cheek.

***

Samantha’s alarm clock was beeping loudly. She wildly slung a loosely directed arm in its direction, triggering the snooze button and silencing it for the moment. After she rolled over, still basking in the bliss of a powerful orgasm, Samantha rolled around in her bed as she tried to recall why she was still so joyful.

Thoughts of a crazy encounter with a demon of some sort drifted into Samantha’s mind. She chuckled to herself, wondering how such a crazy dream could have felt so real. Samantha pondered if possibly she had somehow pleasured herself in her sleep to achieve an orgasm.

As she reached down between her legs, something felt quite crusty. It reminded her of how dried semen felt.

Samantha kicked the bed covers to the floor to find her pussy clearly distressed and weeping semen. She initiated a mild squeeze, and a large blob of cum plopped out of her and onto the sheets. It was a massive amount of cum. Ten men wouldn’t have ejaculated that amount of semen, and she hadn’t pushed that hard. There must have been double the quantity still inside of her. Samantha started to panic.

What if the dream was real?

Could she have really just had sex with a demon?

Samantha tried to make peace with the situation.

So, what if it was all true? There was no harm done.

Besides, it was an amazing time.

The more she thought about it, the more she started to accept the situation. In many ways, she hoped that the beast would return to her over and over again. It was, after all, very satisfying.

Samantha got out of bed and started to get ready for work. While she was getting her clothes picked out for the day, she happened to rub her hand over her tummy.

Something felt warm to the touch and she jerked her hand away.

She paused for a moment and then placed her hand over her tummy once again. There was something radiating outward from inside of her. Samantha’s mind flashed back to the last words that the demon said.

“My child. Now you sleep.”

She had previously thought that the demon had referred to her as “his child, ” which seemed unusual, although perhaps not as unusual as having sex with a demon.

But when it said the words, “My child, ” it had placed its hand on her midsection. Then it raised its hand toward her face and said, “Now you sleep.”

Samantha stared down at her midsection as the entirety of her situation quickly dawned on her.

She was pregnant with the demon's baby.