The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 40.1

– Yes…

The girl gently continued her movements. Although Judith’s hands did not stop, she looked at her husband’s face, completely absorbed in the process. It was simply impossible to tear yourself away from him.

The feeling was intoxicating. Derrick suddenly grabbed Judith by the waist, as if he couldn’t catch his breath and was trying to cling to the last straw. The Duchess was amazed at this, thinking that he noticed her own excitement. Turning away, she pulled the dress up, first exposing her legs and bringing it to the navel area. White panties appeared underneath. The demon ran his finger over them, feeling how wet the girl was.

From such unexpected actions, Judith trembled, and her ears turned red.

-Are you already that wet?

With one deft movement, the demon removed her panties, as if to prove his own words.

Out of shame, Judith covered herself with her dress again, but a mischievous smile was already visible on Derrick’s face. He took his wife’s hand and put it on his penis again.

“Back and forth…” Derrick began to imitate movements as if his penis was moving inside Judith’s vagina. – Imagine that I’m inside.

Confused, the Duchess did not know how to behave, but she did not stop masturbating and caressing. She didn’t understand what made her blush more: the masturbation scene itself or the demon’s comments? Derrick, meanwhile, completely unbuttoned and took off her dress, watching his wife’s concentrated gaze. It seemed that now they had become one.

Focusing on the thought that Derrick was now inside her, Judith began to slowly move her waist, as if she was really sitting on top and enjoying it. A feeling of fullness hit her. Judith seemed to feel the demon’s large penis entering her vagina, creating simultaneous pain and pleasure. Curling her toes and closing her eyelids, the Duchess tried to stop the trembling throughout her body.

Even though it was just an illusion, Judith became extremely wet, more than ever. It seemed something too strange, but so pleasant, desirable and exciting, as if she had gone completely crazy.

At first, Judith didn’t even notice that she was moving in rhythm with her own hips, until she felt the tenacious grip of Derrick’s hands on her waist and his hoarse and barely audible moans. The demon controlled her every movement, not allowing her to speed up or slow down. Judith, it seemed, never wanted to part with her fantasies, always enjoying them.

– Do you like it? “You’re already completely wet,” Derrick whispered, throwing the dirty dress to the floor so that Judith would no longer try to cover herself with it. “And you don’t need my help at all anymore, right?”

The Duchess’s nipples were swollen, aching with desire. They became bright red and hard as soon as Derrick began his caresses, and with every second they only increased in size, pulsating. The demon licked his finger and carefully ran over them, trying not to cause even the slightest pain to his wife.

“A-a-ah,” even these barely perceptible movements acted on Judith like an aphrodisiac.