A monster under the bed? nsfw(bAiwake & Xywel)

[barelyAiwake]

In a medium sized cottage a young man who had just turned 18 was packing a box, he sat on the floor tired from a day filled with cardboard, tape, and packing. It didn’t help that though he was excited about leaving , and starting on the next chapter of his life there was a depressed aura that seemed to follow him around within the home. He’d spent the day with his parents, had some friends had even come over, the feeling in the air seemed to lighten as he and his friends had fun. But the moment they left it was back like a dark cloud. Eventually he stopped trying to figure the feeling out and just went to bed. Having to leave early the next morning.

But while he slept he’d had the most intense dream. He was by the pool, no one else was around except this beautiful woman. She had tan skin, and glowing golden eyes. She was walking towards her and pulling her bikini more with each step till she stood in front of him naked. He looked up at her smiling as she leaned in pressing her lips to his, slowly she moved straddling his lap, She wrapped her arms around him as she deepened the kiss her body rubbing eagerly against his. He was becoming aroused as the embrace continued. But the kiss soon broke and she lifted herself looking down at him with a grin as she’d pulled his thick length from his shorts gripping it loosely she lowered herself rubbing his swollen head against her lips. With a long groan she’d pressed down filling her with him. Kissing him again she rocked her hips against his with a pleasured sigh…

He woke up nearly jumping up panting hard, his tired gaze focusing after a moment. He was uncovered and completely nude, and he must have exploded everywhere. He fell back to the mattress panting looking around the room feeling like something was watching him. He collapsed back onto his bed waking the next morning and after cleaning his bed he’d gotten ready to leave. He had some breakfast, and said bye to his parents. Standing on the porch he looked around the yard. “So many memories” He said more to himself feeling like something was hugging him. But again he was alone. With a heavy sigh he’d walked off the porch and drove away from the home…


It’s been 5 years since the boy left home. In that time his parents had moved on, moving south where it was warm year round. They’d paid people to take care of the home. But after 2 or 3 years it got a reputation and people didn’t willingly go into the home. Strange things would happen, things would move with no one around to touch them. They’d get an uncomfortable feeling, and it was worse in the sons room. Audible groans could be heard. And a voice clearly wanting them to leave.

A figure sat on the couch in the empty home staring out the window like a puppy waiting impatiently for its master to return. A beautiful figure with long golden brown hair, her skin kissed cherry red, her taut rear end held high, her long tail twitching at every car that drove by the window she peered out of. Her long curvy legs bent as she knelt on the couch, her arms folded and her chin rested on them. Her big bright glowing gold eyes watching intently, a pair of horns adorning her forehead. “Where is he?” She asked. “It is today, right? Maybe I got the wrong day.” She continued “No every passing mention was he was coming back… today.” She spoke again. “I can’t wait.” She giggled. “I bet he’s so handsome. Tall, attractive.” She sighed. Whoever was in the house had been alone a long time and was clearly excited about the prospect of the young boy to return home.

After watching the window for 5 hours a car finally pulled into the driveway. She noticed and pressed her face to the glass waiting, hoping he finally arrived. He’d glanced her way a moment and with an audible yelp she faded from sight. But she kept her golden eyes glued on him. The smile on her lips though seemed to sour seeing an angry look on his face as he stepped out of his car staring at his phone as he slammed the door shut. He made his way to the front door she’d unlocked it for him, letting him in the home. He stopped right in front of her and she stared at him with all those feelings she’d had rushing back. Before she could stop herself she hugged him, pulling back quickly scolding herself as he looked confused. She moved aside, letting him enter the home, shutting the door after him. He’d turned when it shut and she could see the confusion on his face as he had.

 

[Xywel]

Marcus Tremens' life had been one of trials and tribulations. Moving out to start his college life had been rough for the young man, moving out of the comfort of his family home. A rather strange comfort when he thought back to it. As he had grown older, more and more strange things started happening to him. When he turned 18, it really went off the rails. Waking up naked, his bed a mess, clearly having had a weird wet dream of sorts. The strangest thing was… he could've sworn that he felt a nice warmness against him, even being sure that he felt himself slip out of something warm. And the feeling of lips on his… it was almost TOO real.
Still, it was only when he was asleep. And it was nice. Very nice. Warm and loving in a way, as if somebody was trying to soothe his worries.
After ensuring things were locked and secure, he had no choice but to take this strange phenomenon as mere pent-up dreams.

That said, it was a matter of time before he had to leave. His college days were fine for the most part, Marcus being able to finish his studies. He was even able to get a girlfriend! Things were looking up.
Or they did, until they didn't anymore. His life took a turn for the worse as his girlfriend broke up with him for a 'bad boy', only to text him to take her back when things didn't go her way.
He had finished his studies, but the stress and pressure took its toll. Besides, he missed the house, even missing the weird happenings that occurred there. And the dreams of the demon-like maiden that spoiled him at night. That was great too, in its own way. Damn it, he sounded like a lunatic.

Fortunately, his parents' house was still available, as promised. That haven of rest, yet it still had that presence lingering around it. He could feel it even when he turned the car onto the driveway. Marcus was a rather tall lean fellow, about 1.85 meters tall and well-built. He kept in shape, his muscles clear yet not overly present. A scraggy bush of hair adorned his head while a well-kept short moustache and beard kept his face stylish. The 23 year old man was clad rather informally, with a 'Science yeah!' shirt above a pair of well-worn jeans.
Marcus blinked his eyes, a glimpse of something catching his eyes in the window. But it was gone in a heartbeat. His imagination for sure.
Any suspicion he might've had was interrupted by the buzz of his cell phone. His ex was texting him again, raging against him and threatening to sic her exes on him. Empty threats, but hurtful, nonetheless. Texting back, he pulled on the front door like he always had done.
He thought this was off when he found himself in the door's opening. The door should've been locked…

Yet, as he looked through the main hall, nothing was off. No signs of disturbance, no signs of breaking and entering. Weird…
Then he felt something envelop him. Something warm wrapped around him, two… things squishing against his chest for a moment. Letting out a squee, he froze for a moment as the sensation faded.
Yep… still haunted.
Stepping inside, he was just about to close the door when it closed on its own accord.
What the fuck?
"This place really is haunted." He muttered to himself. Another buzz from the cell phone. One look at the glowing screen was enough to make him sigh in frustration.
"I need a shower…" He muttered, putting down his bags and heading upstairs. Aggressively disrobing himself, it wasn't long before he stood naked underneath the showerhead. Trying out the shower to see if everything was in order, he was happy to see that it was all working properly.

With a big sigh, he rinsed his body, feeling something ache and itch. A need. His ex was a bitch, sure, but she had been pretty and good in bed. So much that he got rather pent up. Hesitantly, Marcus started slowly touching himself, humming as he relaxed a bit.

 

[barelyAiwake]

Watching him come into his home she couldn’t help but see the look on his face, feel the energy that radiated from him in blue saddened waves. Then he looked at his phone. She turned her head to look at the screen, a female name was saying something about how he could have his tantrum now, but she knew after another week of no sex and he’d be banging down her door. Her eyes were glowing vibrant gold though it was beyond what he could see less she’d wanted him to. “How dare some girl…” She growled momentarily being pulled from her anger when he’d commented on needing a shower. She followed beside him as he’d made his way to his old room unable to help but smile seeing him in it. “It’s been so long… I’m glad you're back.” She whispered in his ear, no words reaching him but maybe still a feeling like a soft voice whispering near his ear. She pulled back letting him get undressed not leaving the room, she watched taking in how his body has grown and changed. And she had to admit it was hard for her to resist touching him. “Tru… You have grown so much since our time together.” She said to herself her eyes running over his lean physique.

He might not have been aware of it beyond his dreams but she’d been the one who stole his virginity, when he’d first started touching himself, and looking at adult images and girls when he was younger she helped him. With a sigh she watched as he’d gotten into the shower after she’d crept in the room trying not to disturb the door fearing her presence would startle, and unnerve him. And seeing he needed to relax. He’d stepped under the water and she looked at him with an almost loving expression on her unseen features, nearly blushing though when his hand slid down his chest, then his hardened member, before he stroked himself. She grinned getting into the shower, the water not touching her yet he would feel something brushing against him, as her hands touched him. Not looking up at him trying to avoid eye contact. She’d never touched him like this while he was very much awake.

Her hand gently taking the place of his, her tongue trailing along his thickness looking up knowing he could feel her touch hoping it wasn’t scaring him too much. “I…have…missed… you…..” She said punctuating every word with a kiss, till she put her lips around his head massaging his engorged tip with her lips. Slowly she pushed him past her lips. She shifted so she was kneeling between his legs slowly, his length disappearing into her mouth. Her lips brushing against his base, her tail snaking up and gently squeezing his balls. Wanting him to forget about whatever the person who sent that message had done to make him upset. Bonus for her if he didn’t need her ever again. Continuing to suck on his length she closed her eyes enjoying his warmth as she worked him.

 

[Xywel]

Unaware of the lusty guardian angel... or rather guardian demoness looking at his screen and growing angry for him, Marcus got underneath the shower. He didn't notice her anger or the growl, nor could he have imagined the possibility that a woman like her was this empathetic towards him.
Still, the man turned his head slightly as he thought he felt lips at his ear, whispering something beyond the limits his hearing could pick up.

All the while he got undressed, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. Not in a scary serial murderer kind of way, but it felt more like a tingling feeling of excitement. Standing naked in his room, his eyes glided over the furniture and closets, completely missing the gorgeous demoness standing there. Hiding from view and hidden from all other senses as well.
He didn't notice her coming with him into the bathroom, nor did he notice her coming with him further. If he knew he wasn't a virgin anymore, that he'd lost it a long while ago to a bombshell of a demon, he'd laugh in disbelief.

But such thoughts weren't in his head at the moment. He thought of his bloody ex, figuring he needed some relaxation. Slowly but surely, his hand wandered down and began teasing his member, his eyes closing.
If he focused, he could almost feel her face brushing against his girth, and his hand dropped...
But the sensations continued. His brain wasn't very focused, not connecting the facts that his hand was no longer around his shaft but that he still felt something fondling and caressing it.

A long, soft groan rumbled on his lips as he felt the tongue stroking up his length before lips kissed his tip. His muscles relaxed more, Marcus' mind welcoming the sexual attention. He half opened his eyes, his face looking at the ceiling with a hazy expression.
His mouth opened slightly, letting out a louder moan as he slipped into the demoness' mouth. The muscles of his thighs shivered against her face, his hands and arms just about keeping him steady as the sucking sensation intensified.
Somewhere in his mind, he scolded himself from daydreaming a wet dream like this, but he couldn't care less. This was nice. Very nice.

"Oohh... that's good baby..." He mumbled as he felt something coiling around his balls gently. And so there he stood, enjoying a heavenly invisible blowjob as his cock got harder, thicker and hotter.

 

[MHAluvr]

She watched him as he showered, taking in how he’d grown, he was so tall now taller than she was. It seemed like not that long ago they were the same height. His hair was longer than when he’d left and thicker, and he was bigger. Not fat, and she was glad he wasn’t too muscular either. She trailed a finger down his toned arm as it flexed as he ran his fist up and down his already hardening cock, something else that had grown a little since she’d last seen him. She couldn’t help but let her eyes run over it till she’d finished walking around him rubbing her body against his but only allowing him to feel traces of her presence till she took his cock from his grip.

She sighed as even though he grew and changed he still felt the same, he was still just as warm, still smelt as musky sweet even under the water. Her tongue got a little longer wrapping around his thickness and squeezing as her mouth wrapped around him. Her hand, still gently squeezing his base, her tail rubbing against his balls. She could only hope she was doing olright, as she’d only ever done anything sexual with him. And though she’d daydreamed about being with him. She hadn’t seen him in years, hadn’t been with any other male in all that time.

She of course knew the importance of him not seeing her, she would freak him out seeing a girl suddenly appear in front of him, especially a girl who looked like her. Her skin, her eyes, her tail… her horns. She was not human and if she slipped and he saw her he would surely lose his mind, or run from the home in fear, or despise her. She honestly wasn’t sure which outcome she’d feared most. So she knew she had to make sure to never be seen by him. No matter how she loved him, no matter how she desired to be held in his arms of his own accord not just in his dreams or as he slept unaware of how she ravished his body. With that thought she plunged his cock deep into her mouth his tip nestled in her throat she’d nearly gagged but she managed to keep it at bay her muscles rippling and convulsing around his cock. Her head bobbing on his length eagerly egged on by his words, ‘He likes it.’ She grinned as she wrapped her lips around him uncoiling her tongue she sucked harder on him a soft groan vibrating over his cock.

 

[Xywel]

In a better state of mind, Marcus probably would've noticed the stranger-than-usual sensations his 'masturbation' caused. His body shivered as his invisible admirer stroked his skin, a hungry groan rumbling from his throat as a softness rubbed against him. His eyes opened fully, drifting down to take his environment in. Nothing to see. But the sensation was still there. And it was... good. Great even.
Deciding this probably was what his body and mind needed, the man just let it happen.

He could swear he felt something warm and moist around his cock, soft hands squeezing around him as something long flowed around his balls. Oh great, he was daydreaming about invisible monsters giving him a blowjob. A new l-...
The thought got interrupted as he felt himself being slid fully into a willing throat, a delightful sucking sensation making his already hard cock become rock-solid. A hard 'Aahh!' thundered through the shower, his eyes widening as his knees quivered softly. His hands gripped the tiles, keeping him upright as the sucking intensified. A soft groan reached his ears, his eyes darting around to find nothing. He was hallucinating something fierce. But he didn't even do drugs! What the hell was going on?

Whatever, or whoever it was, they didn't allow him to think. Writhing softly in his invisible lover's hold, his manhood began to heat up and pulse faster as Marcus felt a... tongue?... uncoil around his shaft. His eyes rolled up, his mind and body surrendering to the odd but welcome pleasure.
"Aahh... more... more babe... please!" He groaned, impulses telling him to hold his lover in place. But there was nothing to hold in place. Just a mounting pleasure as his climax was almost upon him. Almost bursting into her throat...

And with a final shout, it was there. Thick waves of warm rich semen flooded out of him, full ball eagerly pulsing to push out the life-giving seed into something fantastical and alien. Yet... something good and familiar at the same time...

 

[MHAluvr]

He was still deep in her throat as she peered up at him grinning as he was enjoying what she was doing. She couldn’t help but wonder about how his life had been over the years. She’d heard so little, and it wasn’t as if she could leave the property. At best if she really tried she could get a few hundred yards from the home before she’d reappear in the home, usually his

room. She closed her eyes as she continued to taste him, and suck on his cock, focusing on him in the moment.

She could feel the warmth and tension in his body growing knowing he’d likely not be able to hold on for much younger. She had to smile when he’d said bab ignoring the fact he was probably fantasizing about some girl he’d known in school, or maybe even that girl that broke his heart. She didn’t allow herself to dwell on that not wanting to get angry, after all he was there with her, now. He was pushing harder against her and with a thrust she’d felt the nearly forgotten warmth as he released into her throat. Swallowing most of it, she pulled him out and let the rest fall to the shower floor. Knowing it would probably seem weird if he knew he’d came, but it wasn’t anywhere. Looking up at him she licked her lips with a small smirk. Standing slowly the water washed over her turning she washed her face before letting the water pass through her again. She turned facing him again with a smile brushing her hand over his cheek before she faded away leaving him to finish his shower in peace. Returning to her dark little dimension she’d grinned just happy he’d returned. Still damp she dried, clothing loosely appearing on her skin, a plain off-white dress that fell dangerously close to showing off between her legs, not that anyone would see her.

Even from her private space she could still hear into the home, hearing he’d gotten out of the shower she sighed closing her eyes as she appeared in the home once more lying on the couch listening to the sounds of the home which were less lonely now that he was around again.

 

[Xywel]

It was simultaneously one of the weirdest and one of the lewdest experiences he’d ever had. Marcus didn’t quite know what to think, the man standing beneath the shower as waves of semen flooded out of him into what felt like a hungry sucking maw. For a moment, he thought he felt a swallowing sensation, but his nerves somewhat subsided as he saw a wad of his seed drop down to the floor and getting washed away. For a moment Marcus swore he saw a form in the falling droplets, but he then blinked and it was all gone. And just when he thought the weirdness was over, he felt a caress on his cheek. Sucking in a breath, his eyes widened a bit. But the caress felt... kind. Gentle. Needy.
And then it was gone. He was left flabbergasted and confused underneath the shower.
For a good minute, he focussed his senses as post-nut clarity cleared up his brain. But nothing. He was alone.
“What the hell... I must be exhausted...” He muttered, shaking his head and finishing his shower.

A few minutes later, Marcus was somewhat dry, not bothering to get dressed in more than underpants, his ‘Science Yeah!’ shirt and some slippers. He was home alone anyway, so why bother?
Heading towards the kitchen, he checked the fridge for a beer, grabbed one, and headed towards the living room. Not aware of the demoness lurking on the couch, he rubbed his eyes and sighed, sinking into the comfortable chair. Grabbing the remote and his phone, he began browsing for a movie, fully intent on taking it easy for the rest of the day.
“Now... what to do... what to watch...” He mumbled loudly, his handsome face furrowing into a frown and then relaxing again.
Settling on a calmer animation movie, Marcus stretched his body, giving his demonic onlooker a good view of his toned body. He rolled his shoulders, grabbing the stool to put his feet on as he wiggled his body to settle in some more.

It was time for some good relaxation. The man licked his lips, glancing towards the kitchen.
"... I should get something to eat... A well, that can wait. First I need to make sure the TV isn't haunted."
He chuckled, his own words calming him down a bit more after that sexy spooky happening in the shower.