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| Author: | Slime [ Mon Sep 18, 2017 4:33 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Have a Seat (Slime & Bria) - Done |
It was remarkable the lengths that Slime would go to, at times, for his next meal. When it was dark, it was easier, but during the day he had to get inventive. Fortunately, he'd be sliding on by the common room the previous night, and inspiration would strike him. Tucked away nicely, in the corner, was a nice little, curved sofa bench, capable, he imagined, of fitting seven or eight young behinds. The whole thing was settled around a large, circular table, just the right height to put down a beverage, or do some homework. Looking at it though, Slime couldn't help but think how plain it was, how lacking it was of any of the usual creature comforts, just a plain wooden top. How dull. A bit of exploring and Slime would find a little room, just on the other side of the wall behind the couch. It was quiet, some sort of large storage, closet space, but most importantly, a nice sturdy door with a lock. It was just what Slime needed for what he had planned and, dissolving a hole through the wall, just behind the couch where nobody could see, everything was set. Back in the common room now, just before the first of the dorm's residents had stirred, and Slime would put his plan into motion. Soaking into the couch, merging with the soft cushioning, before matching its texture and moisture, Slime would have his unassuming disguise, not damp or moist, or in any way obviously different, people could take a seat and be unaware of his presence beneath them. Stretching himself out further, and he would add the soft carpet underfoot to his domain. And finally, the finishing touch, a nice big, white silk blanket, draped over the table, reaching all the way around and all the way to the floor. Nothing that anyone would be suspicious of. If anything it would be a lovely, new, decorative addition, but it too would be Slime. Now all Slime had to do was sit and wait. |
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| Author: | Bria Giovanni [ Thu Sep 28, 2017 9:09 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Open to students, as many as would like) |
It was a little luxury that many wouldn't find all that useful. Her notebook did not have much storage space, nor could it connect to the net here. With work she may have been able to connect to the school's intra web but that did not matter to her. Nor the limitations as she used it to write and update her notes whether for a story or class. Normally she did not get stuck so often but since coming to this island experiences here rubbed off on her and she found herself writing erotica into her horror stories. Things did not always start off with that intent, they sort of happened. Not that her room was the best place not to relive the past. Still she tried to write a little, had one of her narcoleptic attacks and fell asleep. When she woke she suffered the usual sleep paralysis accompanied by the darker hallucinations and feelings that something was closing in on her but there was nothing there, It did spike those memories of that werewolf that attacked her here, so much so that she could not shake those thoughts entirely so she left her room taking the notebook along only to plop down a short time later in one of the common rooms for a change of scenery. Setting her notebook down on the table she sat on the edge of her seat as she powered up the device to a blank screen figuring it was best to start off with another story from scratch, a short story perhaps to break the rut she had been in as of late just to get back on track. |
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| Author: | Slime [ Thu Sep 28, 2017 11:15 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Open to students, as many as would like) |
Finally, Slime would be pleased to see that someone had come along, and such a pretty little thing to. It was still the early hours of the morning, there weren't that many people around, but even if there had been, there would have been every chance that Slime would have chosen this one anyway. Her skin was a milky white and, as she took her seat, the length of the Shokushu uniform meant that her knees would naturally brushed against the wide table cloth (Slime), allowing him to also feel that her skin was smooth and soft. She'd settled just at the edge of her seat, but also on the outermost end of the curved sofa bench, needing to shuffle over if anyone else wanted to get in on her side. Given that that was the case, Slime considered leaving her be until more had come. However, there was always the other end for people to get in on, and he was eager to start on her. Having sat so far forward, the white tablecloth would be draped across her lap, up close and in contact with her abdomen. To anyone passing by, her legs and to some extent, her lower half would be hidden from view. Changing his composition in places, just slightly, he would make parts of the tabletop, carpet, and the very seat below her cute little behind sticky to the point of immobilisation for anyone touching the areas he'd changed. Like some sort of glue paper, used to catch insects, Slime would only make the places where he was in contact, and the underside of what part of him now made the tablecloth, stick, allowing anyone else to inspect the rest of his disguise and feel nothing amiss by touch. In all likelihood she probably wouldn't notice until she tried to move her arms, or until Slime made his next move. His actions hidden from view of anyone passing by, the girl would feel something slimy, but with the thickness of liquid running over a stone, seep in between her legs with a gentle pressure and begin to slowly caress up and down her calves and thighs. |
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| Author: | Bria Giovanni [ Fri Sep 29, 2017 7:57 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Open to students, as many as would like) |
In addition to the standard uniform she wore a red beret, not in class though but at all other times based on the affiliation with her club. Due to her sickness if it could be called that her folks were way to over protective for her tastes and she was able to undergo the activities of the Tramps. Still, she did not like the name of the group but she did meet Ginger there so she had no complaints. Ignorant to those changes she did a little writing, deleted what she had and sat back with a sigh unknowingly setting her shoulders and back against the sticky substance. She thought about her next avenue of attack for writing, thought she had the beginnings and middle of a story at least and attempted to shift forward to begin writing again but found that she could not move! Further, something was brushing against her thighs, pushing against her. No! No! No! No! Not again! She struggled to move, to see what it was but could not get free. She had already encountered her fair share of slimes, Marlin being the strangest by far, a flying slime! Was this another, was that why she was restrain essentially? Or was it a smaller creature she knew nothing about. Yelling would do little good, no one was present and in a worse case scenario a Prefect would show up. Worse case it would be Daphnee too the later choosing to ignore her after the whole Marlin affair, at least she expected as much. So at this point she tried not to panic as she struggled against the hold upon her. |
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| Author: | Slime [ Sat Sep 30, 2017 11:06 am ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Open to students, as many as would like) |
Allowing her to lean back, further securing her in place, this would also mean letting her move further back into her seat, the undersides of her thighs no longer dangling vulnerable over open space. Though it meant a little less cover with which to conceal that things he had planned for this delectable morsel, the table cloth now only touching upon her knees and shins, the added security, giving him a greater area to stick to, seemed a worthwhile trade off. Keeping her arms still bound to the table top, Bria would feel something underneath her shoes sliding her feet back and she would soon feel her ankles touching and sticking to the couch. Any attempt she made to escape would be hopeless, the steadfast binding holding her skin and clothes not giving an inch as she tried to move. The gentle massaging of her inner thighs and calves continuing, Bria would begin to feel a wetness directly beneath her. Quickly soaking through her skirt and underwear, her panties becoming moist, and not because of her own contributions, she might have been surprised to feel a slow teasing caress beginning on her sex. The sensation was strange and it almost felt like it was her own undergarments that had started to move against her. Keeping a careful eye on her reactions, not wanting her to make too much of a scene that would get them both noticed, something he could easily escape from undetected should anyone actually come to investigate, Slime would keep the molestation gentle at first. Shifting the material beneath her legs a little, pulling them apart slightly, but not noticeably enough for anyone watching from the outside to notice, Slime would also see to it that a gentle, wet pressure would also begin groping her smooth, pleasant rump. Finally, out of sight, Slime would form a long, smooth tendril, not actually that slimy, unlike the rest of what he was using against her, this hot, warm, fleshy appendage would slip under her shirt and begin to slide slowly up her back, gently stroking and caressing every inch as it went ever upwards toward the back of her bra. |
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| Author: | Bria Giovanni [ Sun Oct 01, 2017 6:43 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Open to students, as many as would like) |
What was going on here? She felt her feet being moved, her eyes frantically searching for something, anything, but she saw nothing as whatever it was secured her in place and began to work against her sex. That odd sensation made it feel as if her clothes had come to life and had been caressing them. If that was the case that would have been different, a spirit that could only possess inanimate objects … an odd writing idea popped into her head for a moment as if to distract her from what was going on. Her cheeks reddened in a blush, she gasped a barely audible sound as it played with her further. Then another touch on her backside and a third traveling up her back beneath her shirt. Had she dozed off, had she been suffering the strangest episode of sleep paralysis yet? With the hallucinations anything was possible but she knew the nature of this place too. Often experiencing this paralysis it did not immediately occur to her to call out for help. If this was real then it would only endanger another, she had learned her lesson after setting up Daphnee, always regretting that she had and given into that fear. Daphnee still hated her and she hated the thought of getting someone to assist her and fall prey to this thing only to blame her since coming to her aid meant … This was real. She could move just a little, she found, more so then normal. Still she did not cry out whimpering every so often as the thing was beginning to arouse her before really getting started in on her. |
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| Author: | Slime [ Sun Oct 01, 2017 9:47 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Open to students, as many as would like) |
The girl helpless to do anything to stop him, Slime would continue his subtle, public molestation, keep a careful eye out on the surroundings, watching people come and go, walking past. Able to keep an equal eye on all the different people, there not being too many here, Slime would start slowly shifting the girl, inch by inch around, further away from the outer reaches of the bench, and further into the corner where the table and its 'cloth' could better obscure any line of sight anyone might have to what Slime was doing. It would also serve as a way of allowing anyone else who wanted to join a clearer path to the table and couch. Making sure that things wouldn't be cut short by any actions on his victim's part, this slightly telepathic Slime would slip his presence, unnoticed into the mind of the student and put in just a little blockade between the parts that would have her thinking to speak and the parts that would actually allow her to do so. Robbing her of her voice, but only anything raised above a quiet tone, this wasn't something that would likely be noticed unless she were to actually try, at which point she would find only silence coming from her soft little lips. Keeping the hold on her arms as well, with slightly more freedom with what he could do here, Slime would start to implement a little more cruelty for his torment. Spreading her legs, just a little more, there would also be felt a slight pressure gripping and parting the cheeks of her behind. The gentle molestation of her sex becoming more concise and cruel, Slime would start to 'lick' up the length of her soft nether lips, circling around and lightly teasing the rim of her entrance. 'Pinching' her hot little pearl, Bria's clit, very lightly, Slime would fiddle and toy with that sensitive nub as well. On her back, the solid tendril would seemingly have begun stroking itself up and down the length of her back, after having apparently unfastened and pushed out of its way, Bria's bra. However, if there was an action that was to be the most lacking in its subtlety, it would be the rising shape, steadily pushing upwards against her back entrance. About a finger's thickness at first, the object seemed completely unimpeded by obstacles such as clothing, it's form seemingly travelling through, without needing to tear open or move out of the way, any wet article of fabric with ease. Sliding slowly up, it's texture naturally slimy and lubricated, as it pushed itself in deeper, the form changed. Growing a number of spherical 'beads' along its length, this rigid phallus would begin to pull itself out with a tantalizing slowness, only to push back in again with a similar pace when it was all but a couple of globes out. With this, Slime would have begun his more wicked treatment of his first, hopefully one of many, victim of the day, with many more little things planned for her and anyone else that came along. |
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| Author: | Bria Giovanni [ Mon Oct 02, 2017 8:38 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Open to students, as many as would like) |
She was being shifted along the couch as if she herself had been scooting over for someone else to enter. Her shoulders pinned to the couch she had a limited range of movements with her hands yet still felt it at work, her bra unfastened loosening the article so it could get beneath it if so desired. Gasping, the sound as muted as possible her cheeks reddened as the creature went to work now with the table obscuring her lower body as it rubbed and prodded her sex. It stimulated her at the same time her body moistened further. Her eyes widening further as it chose her rear entrance to begin with. Not there! She thought to herself, no stranger to anal on this place. Her only solace had been that the member had not been too big nor too quick. It was unimpeded by her panties as if it could pass straight through them. The oddest sensation, however, had been the shifting of it's form as bumps appeared on it's length even as it pushed in then pulled out slowly as if to make her enjoy it and oddly she had. She shot a glance to the doorway, saw no one but felt her legs being slide further apart as it continued to prepare her. Her clit tingling with all the attention as it displayed more intense action around her pussy, as if in contrast of what was going on behind her. All she could do was brace herself for what was to come unable to even lean forward to reach for her notebook, not that she could manage to use it as a weapon any way given how it was attacking her. It would have been essentially impossible, given the boldness of a public attack where anyone could come along too she realized that any sort of resistance would have done no good. |
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| Author: | Slime [ Tue Oct 03, 2017 12:03 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Open to students, as many as would like) |
Noting the way her body tensed and involuntarily twitched, sensing in her mind the subtle enjoyment she felt from what he was doing to her back way, Slime would endeavour to continue the escalation of his little game. Having still not invoked any attempt to cry out, he had to marvel at this pretty toy's self restraint. However, this would only spur him on to be more ruthless. The object in her ass gradually growing quicker and plunging deeper with each invasion, the shape of it would begin to subtly change. Those little pops that'd just been audible, coming every time one of those beads managed to pop itself out, would gradually begin to soften and dissipate. Becoming more like a large, swollen cock, still slimy and lubricated, no resistance offered to its movements, Slime would nonetheless keep a certain 'ribbed' texture about the shaft as it mercilessly plowed in and out of her tight little ass. More of this 'slime' creeping up, whilst her thighs and calves would continue to feel a gentle caress, there'd no be pressure moving along underneath the front of her shirt. No visible bulge apparent from the outside, the extension of Slime would stay flat as it began to slowly massage and caress her lower abdomen, a special attention paid to her sides which would feel long, broad strokes sliding up and down. Along her back, the long tentacle that'd been stroking itself up and down, would seem to stick and flatten itself along her delicate skin. Feeling pulses of pressure and warmth sliding up her back again and again, it'd feel like something was being pushed up towards the head of the appendage. However, if she was expecting some sort of burst of fluid to paint the back of her neck as those little bulges pumped upwards again and again, she would be left in waiting for something that was not to be. Instead, she would feel a pair of much smaller tendrils weaving their way through her hair and soon, she'd feel something small and hot lightly nibbling the tips of her ears. Finally, coming around beneath her arms, seemingly from the growth that had now seemingly stuck itself to her back, all along the length of her spine, something similar to the manifestation caressing her abdomen would creep around towards her breasts. Her bra unfastened, she would feel that garment being slipped away down her back and apparently down the back of the couch. The shoulder straps apparently dissolving, rather than being torn, what felt like a new bra would take its place. Far from being an inert set of undergarments, as her last pair had been, the slimy 'fabric' would begin to lightly knead her soft mounds, with what felt like a pair of fingers softly pinching and teasing her nipples. Oddly enough, this slime would apparently be going through some lengths to avoid any obvious outward appearance, there being no wet patch or even any movement visible on the front of her shirt. The cruel teasing of her sex remaining mostly unchanged, with only the slightest increase to the rate of movement, but as felt more moisture coming from her, he would ensure that no moisture would escape and, as a result, she would begin to feel a slight suction kissing against the threshold of her sex. |
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| Author: | Bria Giovanni [ Fri Oct 06, 2017 11:20 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Still Open to Any Newcomers, Students) |
The sensation had been odd indeed as the thrusting member increased in size gradually, that pumping increasing. Still it had been better than it beginning in a large state and forcing itself it. The action was more uncomfortable then painful as her body had been aloud to adapt. She did cry out in part pain and part pleasure yet the sound barely audible she found. She could hear the audio popping of those beads yet other sounds had been muted, even the shift of clothing and it's thrusting inside her. It felt slimy and wet making it's passage easier. Was this thing dampening sound in it's vicinity? Possibly, her cries should have been louder yet she had not tested this further seeing that there were other things on her mind at present. It did not stop there peeling out over her back. Thinking that it was going to eject something from it's tendrils it transformed further tackling her ears nibbling on them as her bra was peeled away and replaced even as it continued to assault her further. Teasing her abdomen and sides as her breasts were caressed heightening her arousal as her nipples soon hardened in response to that slimy touch. She panted and moaned not even considering trying to pull away. She had learned that doing so in the past did no good and she felt as stuck as a fly on flypaper right about now. “Mmm ...” she found herself moaning again with that additional suction against her sex as this thing continued on. Again she glanced to the door with what little movement she was allowed. Still no one even if she could call out not that she was going to. Caught so easily she had given in to the moment knowing how futile it was to resist. Hands balled up into fists, she whimpered between those moans as it plunged deeper and faster into her. The stickiness of the couch making it impossible to even adjust to make that intrusion more comfortable, for now all she could do was endure it. |
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| Author: | Slime [ Sat Oct 07, 2017 11:06 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Still Open) |
The assault would continue for a minute or two, never wavering, but certainly not escalating any further either. A gentle suction would continue around her sex, not missing a single drop of juice produced while the edges around the opening to her pussy were cruelly teased, and her hot little clit was toyed with like a dial on a radio. As if sensing any discomfort on her part, the piece in her ass would adjust and shift its form, being only as large and as rough with her as she could take, letting only the pleasure of the more perverse sensations in her back way come to her as consideration. Eventually though, things would suddenly start to die down, as if this were some sort of machine that'd been unplugged from the wall. The gentle caress of her breasts, thighs, ankles and sides would come to a gradual halt. She would feel that shaft inside her behind slowly draw itself out, and while she was still bound, unable to move it would seem as if it was over. However, if she'd come to that conclusion, she'd soon be proven to be all to wrong. Suddenly, Slime keeping a close eye on her ability to cry out, and looking to see if there was anyone even looking this way, Bria would feel her body being pulled down and backwards, into the couch itself, that now seemed to be consuming her. The first jolt only sinking her in an inch or two, Slime getting himself a firmer grip, there'd only be a second or two before powerful, undefeatable forces, sucked the helpless girl all the way in, her arms being pulled from the table, the last thing to disappear with a slight rippling of the couch's cushions before everything seemed to return to normal with an eerie calm, only her notebook left behind. Though she wouldn't be inside this warm, wet, suffocating environment for more than a few seconds, in that time she would feel her shirt coming loose, the thread holding all the buttons melting. Emerging, her head and upper body apparently coming out through a hole in the wall, it would appear that Bria would now find herself in a large, empty storage room of some description, which Slime had left both locked and lit. Her back to the ground, a few feet away from her, gravity would have her shirt drop open. Unable to do anything to prevent it, she'd find her wrists, and presumably her hands, still inside the wall that she'd just come through, which no matter what, had seemed to have become solid again. Likewise, no matter what she did, she couldn't move her legs, a firm, warm, moist, almost fleshy, pressure all around them. Leaving her top half alone for now, Slime would start to do as he pleased to her lower half which, whilst actually still in the last room she'd just been occupying, would be inside that most unusual, and once more unsuspecting, piece of furniture, out of sight, behind solid enough feeling cushion and covers, beyond anyone's help or reach, even if they'd known she was there. Legs being pulled up and open, forming a sort of M-shape, rather than seeping through them, Slime would this time decide to dissolve her panties completely. Wasting no time, a tongue like apparition would begin to tease her clit in rapid, relentless strokes. A hot, warm shaft for both holes now, Slime would finally claim her tight little pussy, a wide long cock pushing their ways into both front and back ways. He'd keep a careful, diligent eye on her mind, to observe what the best shape and size was to please both her ass and pussy, and once buried in as deeply as she could take, the two members would begin to slowly move inside her, gently caressing at first as Slime found all of the best, most pleasurable spots for her, and making sure that not one would go unattended for long. |
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| Author: | Bria Giovanni [ Tue Oct 10, 2017 5:12 am ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Still Open) |
That pressure sweeping against her clit had brought waves of pleasure upon her. As this force applied pressure to her further getting her to gasp and pant despite herself. Then like a wind up toy things began slowing down before ceasing altogether. What had been going on? Was it bored? Was it already sated? Her confusion did not last long as if made it's move. She screamed or at least attempted too as she was ripped into that sofa only to find half her body in a storage room, stuck like that, her hands still in the other room unable to move them just as her legs. From what she reasoned her hands and legs were still in the couch. This had to be an adjoining room, she could just make out a door as her shirt fell away and her legs moved but not under her own power spread apart there was nothing she could do about it. For good measure she tried calling out but could manage nothing beyond a whisper. It was not an attempt to summon aid but as a measure of noting the limits of it's abilities as she recorded with other creatures she had encountered thus far. She could see now that some sort of slime replaced her bra and felt her panties being melted away. No sooner she felt an appendage on her clit and it was going wild which picked up where it last left off. She felt her arousal spiking again as she struggled to hold off before not one but two cocks plunged into her. She screamed out that muted sound, not use to members with much girth. Her backside was more in discomfort then pain given that she was already stretched out prior. Her pussy was good and wet providing some relief to the ordeal but the thing adjusted to a more manageable size always hitting those places inside her. At first she would have thrashed if she had been able to move and within a few minutes she would have been doing so again for different reasons as pleasure washed over her. Had she so easily been conditioned by this place? She shuddered feeling that orgasmic bliss form up inside her already as it worked her over, adapting and forcing this bliss upon her. “Ohhh! Ahhh! Can't hold b-back!!!” She tried in vain to fight the mounting pleasure but it did no good as she felt that any moment now she would come undone as her clothing. |
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| Author: | Slime [ Wed Oct 11, 2017 11:21 am ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Still Open) |
The next part of Slime's plan would come to fruition as he felt his prey drawing ever closer to her climax. Continuing to mercilessly plow away at her lower half, a new tendril would make itself known. Slipping across her back, coming out of the wall, this serpentile appendage would slither under her shirt before sliding up, around her right side to her front. It's slimy underside crawling across the shallow valley of her petite breasts, still being stimulated by that translucent, faux bra of hers, with the cock shaped head, lining itself up with her mouth, it would perhaps seem obvious what was going to happen next. A smooth, cushioned, almost soft like form rising up beneath her, cradling the back of her neck and head, she'd be supported so she could look down upon this new invader aimed at her pink, inviting lips. Holding, instead of rushing forth to plunge itself down her throat, the new tendril would wait until it had the opportunity to squirt some sort of liquid into her mouth. Possibly having that chance right away, possibly not, either way the continued stimulation of the rest of her body would work hard to elicit a gasp from her. Shooting a simple aphrodisiac, which, the more she took, the more her body would become sensitive to the endless sensations being inflicted upon her, this cock would be responsible for a vicious cycle, the more she took the more likely she'd be to open her mouth again so as to be sprayed with more of this stuff and again, the more she'd become vulnerable. As it happened, Slime could sense how close she was to her first orgasm and, regardless of whether or not she fought this, it seemed pretty sure that she'd be getting her first dose soon enough. |
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| Author: | Bria Giovanni [ Thu Oct 12, 2017 3:08 am ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Still Open) |
Her body felt the sensations assailing her, so close as she felt the new tentacle creep down her back and over her side. It's presence soon visible as it waited near her lips, waited for an opportunity as her head was cushioned. Her cheeks a brilliant red in embarrassment at how much she had been enjoying the sensations that rattled her. Rather then forcing itself inside her mouth it waited for what was to come, waited for her to cum it seemed. Her breathing wasn't being restricted so she could have tried to resist for a minute or two longer or try to moan while keeping her lips pressed closed. She thought she was a rational girl for the most part. She remembered the brutality of that werewolf creature, thus she knew full well that it didn't have to be gentle. There was that swarm of tentacles too, the very thought made her shudder. Instead of fighting matters she opened her mouth offering no resistance as she leaned her head forward sucking on that cock shaped tentacle with a bit of enthusiasm to offer up little resistance seeing how it was not attempting to hurt her. What surprised her was how quickly it came. That release sweet, though it kept going even as she clamped down on it, moaning out around the member in her mouth as she shuddered in release. It took her a few moments after the tingling began in the pit of her stomach that she released it didn't cum … that warmth spreading from there, her body trying to move in eagerness yet couldn't do so and had to submit to that methodical pace that she loved, yet craved to assist it. Then more juices flowed down her throat triggering another moan that accompanied her second orgasm, soon there would be more triggering a third. She found herself being caught up in a vicious cycle that she loved far too much to fight against. “Mmmmmm ...” she sucked and swirled her tongue against that tentacle caught up in getting more of these sensations and using what very little movement she had left to it's best effect. |
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| Author: | Slime [ Thu Oct 12, 2017 2:29 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: Have a Seat (Still Open) |
Having expected more resistance, pleased, but surprised, by such a compliant subject, Slime had nonetheless planned to trick the co-operation he'd needed out of the girl. Still, with her so obediently opening her mouth, sticking out her tongue and actually leaning forward to start sucking off the dick in front of her, he would hardly be inclined to stop her. Instead, a new game would have to be played. Delivering its load every time she came this time, instead of whenever it got an opening, releasing copious loads of that aphrodisiac down her throat, which she kindly swallowed for him, it wouldn't be long before it'd gotten out not one, not two, but three doses into her body, making every inch of her skin tingle with delight. Beginning to thrust back and forth, inside of her, all three of Bria's holes it seemed, were to be subjected to a relentless, unending fucking. Sucking and caressing him with her tongue, Slime grinned with a perverse pleasure, pleasantly surprised that he'd caught himself such a willing and skillful prey. He certainly wouldn't have been able to tell from outward appearances. It was because of this that he'd find himself so eager to give her a real, throbbing cock to suck on. Hunger not satiated with just this one pose for long, Bria would soon feel her legs being lifted upwards and, with her legs emerging from the wall, she'd soon feel her body being contorted, knees rising up towards either side of her chest, helping push her petite breasts together, with her ankles coming around her ears. Uncertain whether such a pose was even comfortable for her, he'd be sure to put a watchful eye on her mind and blot out any ability to feel pain from such a stretch. Whilst her body from the waist down remained in the wall, wrists still trapped also, this new pose would require some more support beneath her and, sure enough, she'd feel some sort of hard, table like surface underneath her back. Long, black, strong, obsidian arms, that seemed slightly translucent in the light, stretching out of the wall to hold her legs and move them to this new position, the ever enthusiastic plowing of her sex and ass would only seem to grow all the harder and rougher, hammering away at her like a jackhammer, capable of reaching new, pleasurable depths as she was stretched back. The support behind her head changing into something else, the cock in her mouth would seem to transform also, hollowing out into a form that gripped along all her teeth, and held her mouth wide open as it tilted her head back, all the way, till she found herself looking, upside down, at the new form that had come into being behind her. Taking on the form of a large, slightly bloated, naked green man, the fat, throbbing, hot member that would be presented in front of her was larger than anything she'd been made to take from him so far. It seeming unlikely that such a thing could even fit, Slime had made certain she couldn't do anything to stop him regardless, as he tried. The tip of that huge member working its way, with such a dreadful slowness, giving her all the more chance to possibly be terrified by its approach, towards her gaping mouth, the new beasts hands would fondle her feet, making sure that she was pulled entirely back into this new pose whilst a tongue and mouth tormentingly suckled her toes. Large hands now coming down to the sides of her throat, careful not to squeeze too hard, out of sight, Slime would give a large, cruel grin as he changed up from that slow pace. With only the tip of him inside her thus far, he'd give one mighty thrust, plunging himself in deep. Ensuring he blocked off her ability to gag as well, Slime would make this cock with which he violated her deep, down her throat, a slightly softer than it'd seem entity, though not so much so that it was uneffective. Barely fitting inside, pressing out tightly against all her inner walls, tongue squished down to the bottom of her mouth, Slime would begin to brutally, mercilessly fuck her, a visible bulge sliding up and down her exposed neck. All the while his tongue had started to work its way up, beginning to lick up and down along the sides of her ankles. |
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