Elvira's Invitation 4 (Patreon)

Billy took out his wildly throbbing prick. He didn’t know yet what he was going to do with it, but for starters he stroked it lasciviously. Watching, enthralled, as Etrigan’s thick cock rammed mercilessly into Elvira’s quivering body. Not stopping until she’d taken it up to the hilt.

Elvira’s eyelids fluttered, expressing pain and shock above the shaky smile on her lips. The brute was pumping rapidly into her from behind—Billy could see Etrigan’s driving cock leaving her more and more splayed with each thrust. Holy moley! A part of him wished to knock that demon for a loop and then show Elvira that she didn’t need to go to Hell for a good screw.

“Oohhh! Ohh! Nhhh!” Elvira chanted in pure relief, moving back to meet Etrigan’s strokes and take them as deep inside her as she could get them.

Billy watched them, unthinkingly beginning to pump at his own rampant erection. His bulging eyes focused on Elvira’s beautifully contorted face, completely given over to expressing the wanton rapture Etrigan was giving her. Billy’s stroking hand began to keep pace with the thrusts of the demon’s huge cock, squeezing tighter as the phallus went deeper and deeper into the kneeling beauty.

Etrigan’s hard-muscled body slammed resoundingly against Elvira’s naked buttocks, his vicious hard-on mercilessly pumping to the furthest depths within Elvira’s soft white belly. She had to take it—she could only lift her tender ass up to receive the punishing treatment. Elvira continued her moans, looking and sounding like nothing more than a bitch in heat.

Billy knew he had to get Elvira to make those sounds himself. Not now, though. The demon would as soon disembowel him as stop rutting Elvira. But soon, soon; he’d find some way around Etrigan. And Elvira couldn’t very well say he wasn’t good enough for her after she’d fucked literal hellspawn. He’d show her she’d be better off with human prick.

For now, though, he’d watch her obscenely rippling curves as they took every pump Etrigan gave her. Learning every trick Elvira enjoyed before it was his turn with her.

Elvira was all but insane with pleasure now. Moans flew from her quivering lips as she moved to the rhythm of Etrigan’s searing pumps, eagerly meeting each, absorbing his passion deep into her taut sex.

She felt his hands clinging to her hips like a tightening medieval torture device. The mere thought of how depraved it was to be coupling with this monster sent a wild thrill surging through her sensual body. Elvira turned her head and cooed unabashed encouragement over her shoulder.

“OOOHHH God, Etty! Fuck me harder—harder—give me every inch—and all your cum too—I want your cum all over my pussy—your cock all the way inside me! Fuck right through me, just don’t stop!”

She wanted to be filled fuller than full, to get as much of his demon seed as she was his huge cock. Nothing else mattered. Elvira no longer thought, but only existed as a quivering mass of sweaty flesh, begging to be used. She reveled in Etrigan’s power over her while she knelt in animalistic submission to the pleasure he gave her, grinding her naked buttocks back against his jerking orange loins. Rivulets of hot sweat ran between her wildly jostling buttocks, reflecting the light as they joined and beaded on the backs of her thighs and the crotch of Etrigan’s obscene musculature.

Billy couldn’t take it anymore. With a last look at the couple, Billy scrambled over to the other end of the tub, the one Elvira was continuously thrust over by how Etrigan pounded into her. He had a few qualms about sharing anything, let alone a woman, with Etrigan, but there was no refusing the throb in his manhood.

Taking up position at the head of the tub, he aimed his cock at Elvira’s face. There was a glimmer of recognition in her eyes, but she was too far gone to do anything with the realization. Keening in arousal, Billy grabbed her long dark tresses and pulled her down onto the erection he held upright in his other hand. Elvira came down on it like a cap onto a bottle; as soon as it was in her open mouth, she sucked ravenously.

“Holy moley,” Billy groaned.

“Fuck her hard, boy, don’t be shy!” Etrigan called from the other end of the woman. “A cock in the mouth means you shan’t multiply! / Watch how she takes you all the way down / she wants enough white to make her drown! / It matters not how big you grow / it’s just more for her slutty self to blow!”

Billy looked down in astonishment at the hard shaft of his manhood, bridging his open fly to Elvira’s beautiful face. Her experienced mouth glided up and down his length, forcibly jostled by how Etrigan was slamming into her from behind. Billy groaned in pleasure, rocking back and forth himself to impale the supple O of her red lips.

That wasn’t enough for Elvira. She reached into his pants and grasped his balls, massaging them as if she were doing her best to feel the cum inside him, coaxing Billy into surrendering it to the warm pressure of her mouth.

“Unhh… oooh… yehhh,” Billy groaned, each moment he spent in Elvira’s mouth gifting him with greater excitement.

Suddenly Elvira’s shiny blue eyes opened wide, yet unseeing. A choked scream gurgled around Billy’s member and her head tossed from side to side, her long dark hair whipping across her creamy back.

In the first throes of her orgasm, she drove her ass greedily into Etrigan’s lap like she needed as much of him as possible as she got off. The demon’s tongue hung from his fanged mouth while he pistoned even harder into Elvira’s naked buttocks, saliva dripping down to further moisten her sweaty back.

She bellowed on Billy’s cock—screaming about how she was coming, how she wanted Etrigan to fuck her, and already illegible even without his prick in her mouth—and Etrigan jerked forward, his literally hellacious cock forcing his cum in stiff blasts to the depths of Elvira’s womb. The globes of her buttocks quivered all over as her upheaving climax shook her harder than Etrigan’s rutting ever could.

A stream of pearly whiteness spilled from her twitching cunt lips where they tightly held Etrigan’s prick, running down the twin pillars of her legs. She pitched forward against Billy’s groin, suckling every last inch of him and leaving Etrigan an enthralling view of her soaked pubic thatch and the raw pink soreness it concealed, his long scarlet phallus slipping free of her with a lewd sound of suction.

Etrigan stood over the exhausted form of his raggedly breathing lover, his erection losing its arrogant stiffness.

Billy couldn’t contain himself any longer. His balls clenched and he shot, filling Elvira’s throat with thick cream both traveling down to her stomach and backing up into her sinuses. She gulped all she could as Billy twitched and moaned, giving her all he had and finding she swallowed all she could, even if some leaked from her nostrils and the corners of her sucking mouth.

His erection softened and it was clear that he was done. She let the cable slip out of her mouth and slide down her chin. Now that he had nothing left to feed her, Elvira touched her lips, gingerly smiling at the boy. “Well, I always do like being choked. Guess I should’ve specified with what…”

“I figured that, uh, you’d like your mouth fucked the same way as your, well…”

“Oh, I do, you little shit! Now if we just had one of your Marvel family members around to make me airtight! I’d even go for that tiger of yours—I always have liked pussy…” She took Billy’s cock in hand and carefully returned its flaccid maleness to his trousers, then did up his fly. “So how was I?” she cooed softly.

“The best I ever had!” Billy croaked.

“Then I’ll have it too,” Etrigan said, only his voice was different, British, accented almost to the point of snideness.

Billy looked over Elvira to see that the hunched gargoyle was no longer there—replaced with a tall, distinguished-looking gentleman… save for his ruffled hair, which gave him a mad, lycanthrope quality.

Jason Blood, Billy realized.

Jason’s hand ran down Elvira’s leg, stroking the silky skin of her thigh. Elvira purred against Billy’s caged manhood like a contented kitten. Billy knew she was mostly pleased with Jason, but she seemed satisfied with him too, which brought a fresh pulse to the sluggish dullness of his member.

“I think we can both agree this filly was worth the ride,” Jason continued, “but there’s only one place left to ride her. And since my counterpart got his jollies, I’ll be having my fun as well—even if I do have to roger her somewhere unmentionable. Roll over, dear Elvira. I at least want a look at those pips of yours while I do my buggering.”