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Vore High [resurrected story] - Page 986 - The last thing you want to do is piss her off. - By pendingdelete8925gv258 - Overview
You meekly push back as she ruts against your body, letting her slip your other wrist into her wet mouth. It's hard to tell with her mouth distended, but you feel like she's grinning at you. Her butt raises higher and higher as you continue to fuck until your bodies are audibly clapping against each other. You moan, your voice high from the pleasure and the pain - her asscheeks feel like tenderizers against your thighs, and given your current situation, it's not a bad analogy.

Her tongue flicks over your triceps as you sink another inch towards her mouth, to the point that you can feel her hot breath tickling your face. Foreign emotions flood through you, a mix of submissive elation and the particular, infamous lust that accompanies this kind of fatal eroticism.

You yelp as your climax finally hits, and your body dumps a load into your predator's hungry pussy. Your body, still faithfully trying to procreate, begins to break down the nurse you unbirthed into usable cum for another round.

The world rocks as you're pulled forward, both into a sitting position and into your the captivity of her jaws. Your head passes smoothly over her tongues as she drags herself onto your lap, mounting you once more. Despite your prior ejaculation, your hard-on rises to the challenge.

It's strange, hearing the sounds of sex muffled through her cheeks. Your neck is chafed a little as she bobs on your member, but the over-stimulation of the vore sex has driven practically any other thought out of your mind. Everything has become sensual to you - the feeling of her legs wrapped around you, her breasts engulfing your own, even the sound of her awaiting throat gulping at air. It's not long before a second shiver passes through you, sending another pulse of cum into your partner's womb.

But she doesn't let up. Jizz sticks in slimy threads between your legs as she bounces on your sore dick, evidence of whatever umpteenth orgasm you've had. Your arms hang limp at your sides, and it's only the face that she's got you up to your shoulders in her esophagus. Her own strength is waning, and after a feeble pulse of semen dribbles down your shaft and over your soaked ballsack, she finally makes the decision.

She slides her gaping pussy off, letting your cock slap against your thigh with a splat. Her jaws slide over your spent body with a single, drawn out motion, sliding over breasts, loins, and legs. She's clearly savoring your flavor, but even so, you're drawn up into her stomach in less than a minute, giving her stomach a pleasantly round curve.

The secretary leans back against her desk with a quiet sigh. "That was, without a doubt, the best fuck of my life," she chuckles, poking the silent bulge. "I think I might've just fucked the brains out of this one, in fact. At least you had the stamina to keep up with me. If it wasn't for the fact that you tried to rape and most likely eat me, I'd be tempted to keep you around."

She pats her belly in content, and your eyes roll backwards in asphyxiated bliss at the simple vibrations.

"But then I'd have to give up the most tender meat I've had the pleasure of eating. Ah well," she snickers, pulling herself into her seat for a short nap. "I can't have my herm and eat her, too."
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