Take Me, Demonic Entity - Prologue [MILF] [Demons] [Lovely Lilith]

Hello!

Here's a story I have never released for you in this edited and more refined form.

Take Me, Demonic Entity is a special project that has been in the works for a long time.

This project is an official collaboration with performer Lovely Lilith, and the main protagonist is pretty much her.

The story is about Lovely Lilith, your typical MIlF-next-door, who is visited by a gentleman demon entity. I hope you will enjoy it!  

TAKE ME, DEMONIC ENTITY

An Original Hentai Short Story

Story By

Camille Juteau

Starring

Lovely Lilith

Prologue

Through the heavy and dense, cold snow that seemed to be continuously falling from the arctic white sky, the clumsy dancer looked even clumsier as she moved into the storm. This wasn’t the first snowstorm, in the small town of ‘Sapphire Field’ that month. There were three so far in total. The dancer who was a young woman on her way back home had recently stepped out of the town’s bus that dropped her a few blocks away from here. She would soon be home. She knew her apartment building was extremely close to her on the street. It should be here. But it wasn’t. The storm was conveniently preventing her from seeing around her. The best she could do right now was to squint her eyes as hard as possible and it still only allowed her to see a few inches away from her.

She was scared. She was frightened by the sheer concept of slipping on some sneaky black ice hidden under piles and piles of snow, and to hurt herself, falling on the ground. She tried to move as carefully as possible, but she felt like it wasn’t enough. She slipped and came close to falling toward the middle of the street before luckily catching herself up, preventing this disaster from even happening in the first place. To make matters worse, there were no cars, absolutely no vehicles passing on her street at this precise time of the evening which meant no headlights could help her get further. Possibly guiding her. 

She was in the dark...

In the dark until… A random, strange, extremely bright light suddenly shone brightly in the tormented sky above her head. The light was clear and easy to see. It was blue. A blue azure colour. To her, the light could have been a star, shining in the sky which made perfect sense since it was high enough above the houses and different buildings on her street. Speaking of houses and buildings, there it was! Her apartment! She could see it! The blue light in the sky strangely appeared to be guiding her through the snowstorm, signalling her where to go.  

Yes! She thought to herself as she slowly made her way toward her home. The more she moved toward it, the less the light looked like a star. At all. It seemed to be burning. Like a flame. Almost like a torch. When she ultimately reached her doorstep, she was now close enough to the light to have a more or less final opinion on what it could be…. To her, it now was a lantern.

She took her keys out of her bag and used them to unlock the door. She quickly spun around and firmly closed the door behind herself, immediately stopping the harsh cold from the exterior from getting inside any longer. Once inside with the door properly locked, she slowly started to feel the pleasing and soothing warmth of her comfortable home rejuvenating her body and soul. But not quite like it usually did. During Winter, coming back inside her apartment to escape the intense cold temperature was, of course, always something extremely positive, but something felt strictly different and odd about tonight.

It was a lot warmer than usual, which was quite weird since she hadn’t touched her thermostat at all in the past few days. It was so warm that she had the feeling that the burning lantern she thought she saw, illuminating the dark sky outside a few seconds earlier could have been the reason why her home was so oddly hot.

Did the lantern in the sky have any connection to this?

No… This… This makes absolutely no sense… She thought as she stepped into her living room, partially undressing, completely not caring if the curtains were covering the window or not. Spoiler! They didn’t! Anyone standing or passing by outside could easily see inside through the windows. After removing her Winter coat, hat, gloves, scarf, and boots, the woman proceeded to remove her thick sweater. Her chest was then left with only her big bra covering it. But she still felt incredibly hot. She wore a pastel green underwire style bra. The bra was pretty huge which it needed to be to have a shadow of a chance to support her massively large thirty-four GGG-sized breasts. 

In no time, she had removed her pants as well. She now walked around in her underwear and her gray wool socks. Her underwear matched the same colour as her brassiere.

I freaking wonder why it is so hot in here… She kept thinking as she grabbed a cold cup of water from the kitchen. Sweat was dripping off her face and shoulders.  

It’s never that hot during Winter around here… Especially not without me having turned on the heat more than usual… After drinking her water, she went to see the thermostat in the kitchen ー she suddenly jumped as she laid her eyes on the digital screen of the machine ー she was surprised to discover that it wasn’t even on…

The thermostat in the kitchen wasn’t on at all which was shocking to her as she clearly remembered having set it to her likings not even a day or two ago. Not having it on as it was the middle of Winter was simply strange.

It’s so weird… I’m damn sure I set it on yesterday… Alright. It’s okay. I see it with my own eyes. It’s not on. It was not on in the kitchen. No big deal. It’s probably my mistake. That’s fine, especially since I saw it in the other rooms earlier. Come on. Let’s see… She thought as she entered the living room again. She quickly ran up to the thermostat in that room only to be shocked to discover that this one wasn’t even on as well.

What the fuck? What is this? I just… Entered the apartment… I just checked on that thermostat and I remember it being one… What is going on here? Am I losing my mind or what? I… I must…. I must simply be tired… And she was. A long day of work. Tons of stuff to do. It has been an exhausting day.

***      

Even falling asleep ended up being a huge hassle with the flamboyant and nearly suffocating temperature in the place. She finally managed to find sleep, but only after having to toss all her blankets away from her body. Most of them eventually slid off her bed by themselves as her legs pushed against them in her sleep. Her generous shapes comfortably sat on top of the mattress as she dozed off.

Not even an hour into her slumber, the young woman was waking up to something a little unusual. A presence. A voice coming from the hallway outside of the bedroom.

“Now… Now…” The voice simply consisted of this repeated word. She barely heard them as she opened her eyes and gained partial consciousness.

“What…? What was that…?” She randomly asked. At this point, for all she knew, this so-called voice could only have been the wind. A light breeze passed through the corridor of her apartment. It wasn’t impossible after all, she lived in a drastically old place. The many windows weren’t so isolated. A cold wind could have entered the interior of the apartment. The landlord hadn’t been taking good care of the block over the last few years. It showed. This woman probably had a lot to say about that topic. In addition to the windows not being well isolated, she also could have forgotten to properly close one of them. It wasn’t out of the equation. It had happened before. It could happen again. But the oddest thing about that mysterious ‘breeze’ that echoed through the hallway was that it occurred once more, but saying something different this time.

“Rise up, Krys… It’s time…”

What the hell?! I heard it this time! What was it?! How does it know my name? She thought as she nearly automatically rose in her bed. Still sitting in it, but with her back now fully standing upright. She quickly scratched her little, tired eyes with her hands and looked around the room…. This was when she saw it… Standing at the end of her bed… This dark silhouette… This shadow stared at her… The woman jumped a little but was courageous enough to remain in control of herself. Judging from the shape alone, it was a man looking directly at her. She couldn’t see him well, but he appeared to be well dressed and to be currently having his hands resting deep in the side pockets of his pants. 

“What the fuck is going on here?! What are you doing in my home?! How did you get in here?!” She nervously questioned the stranger in her bedroom. She was so scared she could hardly finish asking one question before asking another.                       

“Don’t get scared. I’m not here to hurt you. I'm here to help you,” the deep, stern, controlled voice told her.

“Help me? What are you even talking about? Don’t want me to get scared? I’m already scared! There is someone in my bedroom!” She slipped, quickly losing control more and more. She was soon about to get up, scream, and run away.

“Yeah, I’m well aware… Someone in your bedroom… That doesn’t happen too much these days… Right?” The stranger pointed out as if he knew her. While he didn’t seem to be mocking her at all, he did have a pair of casual comedies in the tone of his voice.   

“Uhhhh…. That is not the point at all… What do you even know about me anyway…?” She answered.

So weird… How does he even know about that? She thought at the same time, fully confirming his recent comment that she hadn’t had sex in a long time… At this moment, for a short second, she forgot that she had a stranger in her home. For a moment, she simply thought that there was a man in her bedroom and that she was only wearing a bra and a pair of underwear. She got embarrassed and quickly covered herself with a blanket that was still partially lying on the bed. She mainly covered her chest as she blushed. 

“It is time for you to start having sex once more. It is time for you to start living again. Despite age never being an important factor, you’re much too young to not be having a sex life. We’re gonna begin right here. Right now. Tonight.” The stranger announced to her as he turned his back to her. What he just said to her caused the woman to blush even more. She then also realized that her apartment had gotten even hotter than before. Almost as if the closest this man was to her, the hotter it was getting. 

“What… What do you want from me exactly…?”

“Tonight, I want you to entertain yourself. I would like you to please yourself… Masturbate…” This last word the man pronounced made her blush even more than anything else before. As soon as she heard it, her eyes suddenly grew wider and she looked at the intruder in awe. Another cold wind then passed through the corridor and entered her bedroom. The breeze reached the shadowy shape and he was gone in an instant. The stranger had suddenly vanished from the room as if he had never been there. Ever. 

The woman didn’t sleep well that night. She didn’t sleep for the most part. After waking up again in her bed following what simply seemed to have been a short dream with the intruder, the only thing she now had on her mind was to follow the instruction she had received from the visibly nonexistent stranger… The instruction to…. Mastrubate… The woman lay down in her bed after removing her bra. She teased herself, pinching her right nipple as she had her right hand dove deep down into her underwear. She made a circling motion in and around her clitoris, naturally provoking an electric conduit which left her breathless. She was already pretty damn wet when she woke up from her dream, so inserting her fingers into pussy and penetrating herself was like gently pushing a knife in butter. It was easy and instantaneous. The woman moaned as she masturbated herself. When she needed a little more excitement, she teased her right nipple, pressing two fingers against it, squeezing it a bit. This has been a very long while since the last time she pleasured herself in that fashion. Getting actual sex went back to even more time before her last session of masturbation. Soon enough, this new session ended in the middle of the night. It ended with her not reaching an orgasm, but still coming real close to it. 

She sighed in desperation as she tried to find some sleep with her vagina all wet and her face all red, blushing thinking about the man from her dream.