Little Devils Do Me Again. Part 2 is out, Now working on Part...

Little Devils Do Me Again. 

Part 2 is out, Now working on Part 3.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07ZN655YY

Synopsis:

Her house is haunted. Something not unwanted. You see, little monsters live in her closet and under her bed. They bothered her nightly, “come play with us,” they said…
Therefore, she did, and found between their little legs quite the massive surprise.
But to deal with devils has its risks as well as its rewards. Now she is their servant, and a member of the harem to their lord. Bigger devils await her in the dungeon. These ones are far bigger than those she met before. Flee she must to find the exit gate. If she is caught she won’t be ready for the sex and lust they have in store, and alive she will be no more.

Sample: 

Cumming! Sheila came again. Pleasure constantly shot
from her pelvis up through her tummy. A radiating pleasure spiked every time
she came and it caused her body to tremble. Each of these spikes made her
womanhood more sensitive to the sensations of touch. Sheila could feel every
lump and bump of the strange cocks sliding in and out of her. She could map out
every detail as the flesh of her vaginal walls suckled hard against the firm
flesh of gremlin cock. She had gotten so good at it that she knew which gremlin
by name was fucking her without ever having to open her eyes and look behind
her to see who mounted her next. Four months had now passed since she first
encountered the monsters that lived in her closet. Every night she had been
letting them fuck her. That is all they wanted to do, that was all they ever
did. Sheila would sneak into the basement at night to go into their secret
chambers so as not to wake the other members of her household while she moaned
in ecstasy throughout the night.

Tonight was still young. Gub was the name of the
gremlin doing her now. He was the third to mount her this evening and he was
about to release his load. Would he pump it inside of her, or pull out and
grease her backside? It didn’t matter. By the end of these nightly sessions,
she would be dripping with cum. Then when the sun rose and she left her hidden
world of dark delights the cum would evaporate off her skin as if by magic, and
her little monsters disappeared as though they never existed at all. “Were
they even real?” Sheila had wondered. Maybe they were the creations of a
repeating dream that would not stop haunting her. Maybe she was insane,
inflicted with a mental illness that made her feel tired but fulfilled each
day.

“Cumming!” Gub cried.

Shiela moaned with him and clenched the dirt and
sand.

Gub had decided to pull out and she could feel the
warm ropes of jizz coat her backside. Gub made a loud, “Aahhh,” with
each spurt and spray. He then quickly crawled off her and scurried to greet her
lips with the tip of his throbbing cock.

“Here, I kept last spurt just for you.” he
said while clenching the base of his deep purple dick tightly.