Pleasure her round rump with my tongue
I will confess I am haunted by the loveliness of Nellie’s plump rear. Each time I walk behind her swaying hips or climb a ladder or staircase behind her, I am mesmerized by the creamy roundness of it swallowing up the back of her unusual green costume. I can think of nothing more appealing than to bury my face in it and tongue the depths of her crack. It is raunchy and wrong and makes my insides quiver with need. I must do it!
“Nellie,” I whisper against her lips. “I must pleasure you. I would like – but it is difficult to admit – I would like to do something for you.”
“What is it?” She asks, her lips curling into a smile and her blue eyes twinkling with interest. “Do not be shy, Beatrix, we have been through so much together. What is your desire?”
“I want to pleasure your bottom,” I whisper, my face hot with embarrassment. “With my tongue.”
“You wish to lick my ass?” Her eyebrows lift in surprise. “This is naughty indeed! You wish to place your tongue in such a place? Are you certain?”
“Completely,” I say, meeting her gaze.
“Then I want nothing more than for you to taste my ass,” she laughs, turning excitedly onto her knees. She looks back at me over her shoulder, reaching back with one hand as she presents her plump, creamy rear to me. Her fingers practically sink into the soft flesh of her ample bottom. She spreads her cheek to the side, baring the blushing pink knot of her anus set deep in her crack. It clenches as if bashful and I am drawn closer. “Go on. Lick it.”
I stare at that pink star, leaning closer and closer until I can feel the warmth rising from her crack. I breathe in the scent of her arousal and the faint, earthy aroma of her ass. It is not unpleasant or unclean. In fact, it is exciting and naughty. I caress her ass and she leaves it to me to keep her rump spread wide. She braces both hands on the floor, lowering her head and lifting her hips so that her plush ass is presented to me like a feast.
I intend to devour it!
I nuzzle my face between Nellie’s warm cheeks and she lets out a cry of delight as I plant my lips on her dainty pucker. She tenses and I run my tongue over her bitter rim. It is as soft as velvet and flexes lightly beneath my tongue.
“Ooooohh, yes,” moans Nellie. “You are not shy, are you?”
“Mmmnnnnnhhnn,” I reply, smothered in her ass, my tongue circling that hot, tense drum of her asshole. It feels so deliciously dirty. I lick it again and again, savoring the way it squirms and tightens beneath each lick. I slide my hand between her thick thighs and run my fingers along the hot crease of her cunt. She pushes back against my face and hand, her cunt swallowing up two fingers easily as I begin to press harder on her asshole with my tongue.
I want my tongue inside her. I want to taste that secret lair. To fuck it with my tongue and plunge into her naughty passage.
“Yessss,” gasps Nellie, reaching a hand to the back of my head and pulling my face deeper still into the valley of her plump ass. She rolls her hips, making it difficult to drill my tongue into her ass, but smearing her crack with my saliva from my eager tongue. Her cunt trembles around my thrusting fingers. I push her face down onto the bedroll, spreading her ass, my tongue out and drilling against her clenched pucker. She is at my mercy. Tensing, her ass fighting against my tongue, a whine passing her lips as I force my tongue past that delicate hole and into the hot sheath of her ass.
“AAaaooooooohhhh!” She cries, her face pressed against the bedroll, her ass clenching around my tongue and her cunt gripping my fingers in tight rhythmic contractions. She is cumming. She does not have to say it, I can feel it in the spasms of pleasure that grip my fingers and tongue. I thrust deep, tasting her elf asshole, marveling at its delicacy and warmth as I wriggle my tongue inside Nellie and fuck my fingers into her pussy.
One orgasm is not enough. She is still panting and shuddering with pleasure as I slip my tongue from her ass and growl at her to, “Turn over.”
She rolls onto her back, huge breasts shifting, her head lifting up with a dazed, flushed expression. “What are you…? Ohhhhh!”
She gets her answer as I spread her meaty thighs wide and resume licking her spit-slick asshole. It is slightly gaping from my tongue and I savor rolling slow licks along the rim and down into that delicate inner pink. I rub my thumb furiously at her clit as I look up at her, licking, kissing, and even gently sucking at her asshole. I have never imagined such things, but they come naturally to me. Pleasuring this naughtiest place, savoring it and enjoying it even as I drive more pleasure into her core.
“Beatrix,” she hisses, reaching an arm between her soft breasts to cradle my head once more with her hand. “Do you really love my ass so much?”
“Mmmmhhmmmm,” I reply, tonguing the rim of her asshole and slipping my tongue past it. “I want you to cum for me again.”
“Yessss,” she agrees. “Yes, oh, Beatrix, I am close.”
Licking her there is so exciting that I cannot keep my hand from between my own legs. I stroke my clit as I lick her delicious asshole. I fuck her ass with my tongue, rubbing her clit with the thumb of one hand as I plunge the fingers of my other hand into my clutching cunt. I jerk my hips, fucking against my fingers, riding them as Nellie shakes and whimpers with her building orgasm.
“Ohhhhh! Oh, Beatrix!” She cries. “Ohhhhh gods, your tongue is so deep inside me! I am cumming!”
“Nnnnnnn!” I whine in sympathy, tongue-fucking her ass and rubbing her clit as I thrust against my fingers. My pleasure bursts in perfect synchronicity with Nellie’s. Our bodies exploding together, joined at my tongue buried in her squeezing asshole. I can only imagine the sins I am committing as I cum with Nellie, fucking my fingers, tongue deep in her hole. The clerics would curse me to an eternity of suffering, but truly this is the release from my imprisonment. For several raunchy seconds I completely forget where I am and lose myself in the warm, sweet flesh of the elf. In the hot peals of pleasure that ring against my core.
We cum together and we slump together, gasping and laughing softly. I climb into Nellie’s arms and she kisses me without any hesitation. Her tongue meets mine in a languid, breathless dance.
“So good,” I whisper.
“Mmmmmmnnnhhmm,” she agrees, tongue dancing against mine.
She holds me against her and we pull a flimsy blanket over us both. I kiss her a few more times before I nuzzle against her huge breasts, my face lost in that perfumed softness. She strokes my head and seemingly in moments I am drawn into the warm comfort of sleep.
I awake to the cold and the dark. The fire has gone out and Nellie has rolled off the bedroll, taking the blanket with her. I sit up, suddenly feeling watched, and pull my knees against my chest. I search the darkness. The faintest glow of the embers in the fire illuminate something glittering in the dark near one of the columns against the wall of the cave.
It moves.
I jerk back and shake, gasping. I scramble over to Nellie until she is awake.
“Something was here,” I explain.
“What was it?” She asks, rubbing sleep from her eyes.
“I don’t know,” I say, squinting at the darkness. “It might be gone now.”
She conjures a glowing orb and we watch together as it floats over to the column. It illuminates a patch of stones that are wet and glistening. Was that it? Just liquid? But why is it wet there?
“Maybe I imagined it,” I say. “But we need to get dressed. We need to keep going.”
“Yes,” agrees Nellie. “We must leave this place. Together.”
“Together,” I agree, exchanging a meaningful look with the beautiful elf. A smile flickers on her face. A rasping sound from somewhere in the darkness wipes it away. We gather our things, such as they are, and search the darkness around us.
“There,” I say. “A door. That must be the way out.”
The light drifts ahead and reveals a simple wooden door with rusty hinges. It stands slightly open.
I take the
lead as we set off through this mysterious door.
CONTINUE >
Stand on the plate and hold the gate open
I stare down the hallway at the slime sliding towards us like a violet-tinted wave. I step onto the plate and the gate begins to rattle upwards. I’m not leaving Nellie behind. Better for me to make the sacrifice than her.
“Go,” I say firmly and give her a shove. She tries to step back onto the plate. I keep my weight firmly on the pressure plate and I shove her again, nearly knocking her over. “Go, dammit, or we’re both doomed!”
“Beatrix, please,” she cries, tears welling in her eyes.
“No more time! GO!” I shout at her, the slurping and slithering sounds so close that it feels like the slime is nearly upon me.
Nellie backs away, looking past me at the approaching slime with her wide blue eyes and then meeting my gaze one last time. I see the flicker of understanding. The realization that she knows I would rather give myself up to this gelatinous villain than see her dragged into its clutches.
“Farewell, Beatrix,” she murmurs and turns to run.
“Blooooo,” burbles the zyggoth, right behind me now. Nellie ducks under the raised gate and glances back just as the slime’s first pseudopod’s wash over my feet like a gooey tide. Powerful tentacles slide around my body, wrap around my arms, and draw me off the pressure plate. The gate slams down and I glimpse Nellie for one last moment, opening the door and slipping through it to the next floor.
“Goodbye, Nellie,” I whisper.
The slime unceremoniously drags me into its gelatinous bulk. I fill a tingle and bubbles burst around me as my clothing dissolves in seconds. A few metal buttons and buckles, as well as my sword, drift away from my body. My flesh is unharmed by this process, but I don’t doubt the slime could melt me down to nothing in just as quickly as it disintegrated my belt and trousers. The slime pulls me back down the hall suspended inside it like a sliced strawberry within a sweet aspic dessert. It emerges into the chamber with the lagoon, adheres to the wall, slides up to the ceiling, and drags me into tunnel in the ceiling. It finally drags me into a small, dark chamber and expels me from its gelatinous body and onto my hands and knees on cold, wet stones.
“To hell with you,” I gasp, turning over onto my back. “Go ahead and eat me! If that’s what you’re going to do!”
“Bllllllooooooo,” the slime croons at me. I kick at its tentacles as they slither towards me across the floor. Of course that only encourages more and more of its gooey tentacles to reach out to me, until it finally wraps up my arms. It pries apart my legs and launches an all-out assault on my cunt, pouring its liquid essence into the hot folds of my cunt. I wail in dismay as another tendril slithers past the clench of my ass and spurts its cool gelatin into my bowels.
“You bastard!” I cry, thrashing and arching against the tentacles binding my legs, curling around my arms, and squeezing my breasts. Worse than the humiliating of being fucked full of slime is the realization that it feels incredible. My pleasure builds with each gooey wave that pours into my pussy and ass, filling me, but never causing me pain. I throw back my head in despair and moan, “Ohhhhhh! Gods damn you!”
“BlllllooooOOoooo!” The slime burbles excitedly, shifting its bulk atop me and pinning my lower body under that gooey weight. Slime cocks plunder my tender holes, driving my closer and closer to the edge. Finally, I can no longer stand it. I wail with ecstasy, my legs shoved wide by the huge slime atop me and my pussy and ass trembling around the slime cocks plunging like serpents into my holes.
“YESSSSSS!” I cry, bucking my hips and fucking back against the wobbling mound of slime.
“BLLLLOOOOO!” It cries in reply and I feel a sudden building warmth during my orgasm. His cocks grow warmer and seemingly more solid. They plunge deep and suddenly gust the slime’s hot seed into my pussy and ass. The magic of the dungeon takes hold the moment that cum floods my womb. My pleasure reaches new heights as I feel an overwhelming sense of happiness and love for this nameless monster.
“Breed me!” I cry, feeling his cocks shuddering inside me and spurting out more and more cum. “Oh, yes, I didn’t imagine it was possible! Breed my pussy with your slime!”
“BlloolOOOOOooooOOOooo!” The slime burbles, obliging me with pump after pump of its spurting cocks. More of them join the first two, spraying my body with warm seed. They are like cannons firing in a salute to the joyful moment.
I don’t know what the future could hold. I can’t even imagine how a slime could have impregnated me. But it doesn’t matter. It is a dream come true.
I have been bred by the slime!
CONTINUE >
Tell Nellie to clean my ass with her tongue!
Nellie is staring at me freshly fucked ass like she is mesmerized by the sight of my spunk spattered cheeks and cum dripping crack. I reach back and spread my ass wider for her, clenching my raw knot and bubbling out a little more of Benjin’s musky spunk. The werewolf growls and Nellie’s big elf eyes widen.
“You know what you need to do,” I purr. “Get over her and clean my ass with your tongue, Nellie. Licking me clean is the least you can do since I took the brunt of that massive cock.”
“Ohhhh, yessss,” she hisses, seeming to glide towards me as she unties her bodice. “Your bottom is dripping with cream. I will lick it all up for you.”
Her bodice slides down and her heavy breasts fall free. She cradles them in her hands, shaping them and playing with her fat nipples as she sinks down to her knees behind me. I wonder why she is taking off the rest of her robe for a moment and then I forget pretty much everything as she begins lapping up the cum dripping down my thighs. My pussy trembles at the warm caress of her tongue. She licks her way up to the firm peach of my ass, clearing the slimy werewolf spunk with long, slow licks that drag ever closer to my crack.
“Do you like the taste of werewolf cum?” I ask as she runs her tongue up my left buttock.
“It is so yummy,” giggles Nellie, looking me in the eyes as she licks up another dollop. “Did it feel good when he spilling his seed in your bottom?”
“So good,” I moan, spreading my cheeks wider. “Go ahead, Nellie, taste my hole.”
“I cannot wait!” She cries with delight and buries her hot tongue in the crack of my ass. She licks at the aching rim of my raw pucker, lewdly slurping up werewolf spunk as she cleans the valley between my cheeks. My head falls back in a deep moan as the naughty elf tongues my ass, easily pushing into the well-used ring of my asshole. I can feel her tongue squirming inside me, eating the cum from my hole as she buries her face against the firm peach of my rear. Her moans vibrate into my ass and through my cunt. “MMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmhhmmm!”
“Oh, gods, so good,” I gasp, reaching back to hold her ass with one hand as I furiously rub my clit with the other. Pleasure throbs into my core, stoked by the tongue squirming in my spunk-lubed ass. It’s all so naughty and nasty and wonderful. Nellie is insatiable. She licks, sucks, and moans as she eats my ass.
Suddenly, I hear a sharp snarl of lust from behind me. I look back just in time to see Benjin climbing atop Nellie’s plush rear. His red cock disappears behind those creamy cheeks and Nellie howls against my ass. Before either of us can protest, she is being mounted by the werewolf. He holds her shapely hips and thrusts into her with bestial abandon. Judging by the sounds of pleasure she is making against my ass, he must be fucking her cunt rather than impaling her ass.
“NNNnNNNn ooohhh yes, fuck me,” she cries, sparing a moment from licking my asshole. “Breed my pussy, Benjin. It is so wet for your cock!”
Hearing her abject surrender as she the dark-furred werewolf thrusts into her from behind sends a strange pang of pleasure deep into my body. She has given up to him. Given in to her lust. Why should I resist?
I focus most of my attention on the pleasure throbbing in my clit as I begin urgently rubbing and fingering my soaking slit. Nellie buries her tongue in my ass again, her body jerking forward with
each furious thrust from the werewolf. She begins moaning into my clutching hole. She’s stoking my pleasure to the absolute brink and knowing she is getting pounded by the werewolf is going to be what drives me over the edge.
“Fuck her,” I moan. “Ohhhh, Benjin, give her that big werewolf knot.”
“Yes! I will fill her elf belly with my pups!” He snarls. “Then it will be your turn!”
“What?” I gasp as Nellie’s tongue curls and twists deep in my ass. I howl with pleasure, my orgasm peaking, but my cry of ecstasy is almost immediately overwhelmed by the bestial howl of Benjin.
“AWWWOoooooooo!” The werewolf leans over Nellie’s back and pounds his cock into her pussy with wild abandon. She screams as he fills her with his hot load of potent seed. Her wailing pleasure rises in pitch as the magic of the dungeon takes hold.
“Yes!” She cries, her tits swinging with each thrust and her fast still practically buried in my ass. “Oh! Gods! Thank you, Benjin! Thank you for my showing me the way!”
“My bitch now,” snarls the werewolf, slumping over Nellie’s back, his tongue lolling from his mouth. His eyes focus on me and he adds, “You will be my bitch next.”
Cold fear crawls up my back. Then I see the faraway look of ecstasy on Nellie’s face.
“It is wonderful,” she moans.
I try to escape. Not very well or very hard, but I try to scrawl away and I even manage to get to my feet and take a few steps before Benjin leaps upon my back and drives me down into the grass. My pussy is soaking wet from all of Nellie’s attention. Benjin pins me to the ground and locks his slavering jaws around the back of my neck. His hot breath steams around my face. The threat is clear: one false move and his teeth will pierce my flesh.
“J-just don’t hurt me,” I gasp. “Please.”
He growls against the back of my neck, shifting his furry body atop my back until I feel his hot, slippery cock pressing against my aching cunt. It takes three thrusts before he lines up perfectly on my dewy cunt. He buries his full length inside me in a single stroke. Even after having my ass pounded by the werewolf’s huge cock, I’m not fully prepared to have my pussy equally stuffed.
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