《The Vespidian》Interlewd: Mind Mingling Part 2 (Mature content R18)
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The Vespidian
Interlewd: Mind Mingling part 2
“Round two.” Said Sub shifting her form.
“Yeah, sounds good,” I replied.
“Oh? Then can I choose?” She sounded positively delighted.
“What did you have in mind?”
Sub’s hot breath washed over me as her grin spread wide. Something tells me I am going to regret that. She coiled around me and her hands cupped my breasts, kneading and massaging gently at first, but she steadily got rougher as it went on. Goosebumps spread all over my skin and I leaned back into her embrace. Despite how hard and deterring her outside might be, I could feel her warmth oozing out of her. Her lower hand slipped between my legs and I squirmed as it brushed lightly, delicately. She held me tight as her claws pinched my clit. She knew that I would resist, only moderately and not actually out of dislike.
“Sub,” I panted as she worked her fingers expertly back and forth, rolling my sensitive spot.
“Feels good, doesn’t it? We are just getting started Vesper. That is it just let me take care of it,” she whispered in my ear before bending forward and locking lips with me.
Her tongue roved and squirmed, crawling deeper into my mouth. I kissed it and held it there, rubbing my own against the invading flesh. All the while my body had steadily heated up. I can only assume that I was blushing fiercely at this point, what with a thick tongue working my mouth and hands encompassing my trembling body. Her fourth hand snaked between my legs as well and I squealed as they probed the entrance to my pussy. One slid in and I nearly bit off her tongue, however, it engorged and filled all of my mouth so that I could not close my mouth if I tried.
Her finger wetly plunged in, to my addled torment, and began to eagerly squirm about, stirring my insides. I clenched and tightened around her as she stroked all the little nubs lining my inner walls. My legs uselessly kicked, losing strength and she knowingly worked another finger in loosening me up. I felt so weak, vulnerable to her advances and it only fueled my pleasure. She managed to fit a third finger and I tensed up as she started scraping them in curling motions. Opening, closing, opening, and closing. Almost, oh god! Almost there.
She could feel that I was close and picked up the pace. Her fingers pinching my nipples and rubbing my mound. Her tongue worked deeper and deeper until it had forced its way into my throat, slithering down. I couldn’t breathe, but it didn’t seem to matter too much as what should be gagging, pain was merely red hot pleasure, pouring out of my stomach. My hips pressed forward eagerly and she rewarded me by shoving her fingers in as deeply as she could. I lost control and quivered with release. My pussy and throat, squeezing as I came. Everything became warm and fuzzy and I didn’t have a care in the world.
Weakly, I hit at her head, realizing that I could not breathe. Sub shook with elation as well and let me go. I flopped down in front of her, gasping for air. Her hands grabbed my ass and lifted it up. Her tongue roughly slipped up and down my legs, drinking in all of the juices.
“Wait, Sub I need a break. I can’t feel my legs,” I moaned, as she kissed my pussy and licked at it.
“My dear sweet Vesper. I only do what you want and I know that you need more. You don’t have to be modest here. Be the filthy whore we both know you are deep inside. I know everything that you desire.”
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“Don’t call me a whore,” I glared at her.
Sub smiled, spreading her sticky fingers, “Awfully wet for someone not enjoying this.”
“I never said I didn’t like this. Just don’t call me names.”
“We both know you love dirty talk. It gets us hot and bothered. Just look at how juicy you are. So tasty too,” she licked me again and wormed her tongue inside.
Any thoughts or comebacks, I had were pushed aside as I moaned like a slut in heat. I was drowning in the feeling of being filled so completely. She had latched onto my ass, lifting it high in the air and left me dangling down, unable to resist. Not that I would. She slurped at my insides and I spied her bulging abdomen. The ovipositor hung out, drooling incessantly. She had been holding back, I realized.
“Sub gimmy, gimmy, gimmy!” I struggled.
She took a moment and pulled herself out of me, “Give you what?”
I knew what she was doing, she was making me say it. I didn’t care though, I wanted her and I know that she wanted me. “I want to eat you out.”
Sub chuckled a little and layed me down, crawling on top of me. Her abdomen loomed over my face, dripping all over me, “I love the slutty side of you. Well, get to sucking bitch.”
I stared at it, edging closing to my lips. Instead of just doing as she said I grasped the thick tube and shoved some fingers in. I will show you for talking down to me, you slore! It was easily loose enough to take them and Sub reeled, gasping as I stroked it. A very funny thing happened, I could feel a strange pleasure radiating between my legs. I stopped for a moment, wondering what it was. It felt good, but Sub was not even touching me. Not sure exactly what was going on, I idly stroked her quiver shaft and the feeling returned.
Wait a minute… are we linked? The meaty member was so slimy and slick making it so easy to jerk. Sure enough, I could feel my own ministrations. So that means that Sub was getting off on diddling me and I will get off on diddling her. My hand worked up and down, making her as well as myself moan and tremble. No, no wonder guys like to play with their pud. Soon we were caught in a loop of lust as my hands eagerly forced her to feel good. My hands moved faster and faster, unable to stop. It felt too damned good to stop.
I could feel something building up deep in my tummy and at the tip of the phantom member, ah I know this. It seems that Sub was actually a quick shot as she reared up and I mercilessly rubbed my hands, yanking and tugging on her sensitive member. She screamed and I let go, shivering uncontrollably. The end of the tube flowered open and shot a load of thick mucky spunk all over my face. So warm and gooey, I idly thought, wiping it from my face and licking it up. It tasted like honey. I might get addicted to this. I licked it all up longingly and even suckled onto the tip of her tube, stroking the shaft to get the last little bits out.
Sub absolutely loved that and arched her back, then she plunged her abdomen down, stuffing herself down my throat. My hips bucked up in complaint, only to be restrained by her arms and she kissed my lower lips. She suckled and slurped veraciously before working her tongue back into me. Though I choked, it was not as bad as before, that is until her ovipositor started to bulge and spread me open. She ravaged me on both ends, using me. A dream come true. Her tongue stabbed into the very depths of me and she pistoned in and out of my mouth with reckless abandon.
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I could tell we were close. A fire filled my chest and my head felt feverish. My insides convulsed and she held me tight, hilting herself in me. She forced as much of her slimy meat in as she could and held it so that I was literally drowning in her essence. My throat bulged as she became engorged and deposited her creamy payload straight into my welcoming body. She chewed at my pussy, guzzling down all the juices that spurt out. Sub was devouring me, I could feel her feasting on me. Mind-numbing bliss washed over us as we were locked together cumming again, and again, feeding off of each other’s pleasure.
My eyes rolled and my brain felt like it was on fire. Impulses scurried all around. So wonderful. I am unsure of how long we were stuck like that, drooling in mindless ecstasy, but eventually, it did end and we lay there still linked together. I pulled myself free, breathing heavily. My legs and arms felt like jello, so I flopped down beside her unable to move.
Sub panted happily, drooling a little as her tongue hung out, “I love you.”
I replied, slurping up the last of her juice that had drooled on my face, “I love you too Sub.”
“No, I want you to have my babies. I want to breed you!” cried Sub, shoving me so that my ass was in the air and she was over me.
“Just calm down Sub. I am not going anywhere,” I smiled, turning my head to her. “We have lots of time, so let’s just take a break real quick.”
Unfortunately, it seemed that Sub was hornier than I was. She was positively rutting, it was pretty easy to tell from the hungry look in her eyes. I was not particularly complaining and complied with her commanding, dominant stance. I spread my lips for her and she rubbed her abdomen against my soppy wet mound. She missed the insertion and the thick member rubbed against my stomach and I became very aware of exactly how big that thing was. It was going to destroy me and I know that I was going to love every second of it.
I rubbed my booty against her, enticing her and taunting her. Sub growled, holding me down and she used a hand to guide it in. She got the tip just right. It pushed in, spreading and stretching my hungry hole wide. My mouth gaped as she pushed in more and I moaned, this was no normal pant or the like, this was a whorish scream of decadence as she made me her bitch. She had not even gotten all the way in before I came and tightened around her girth. She shuddered holding back her building elation. Sub gruffly held my ass and thrust, bottoming out in my very core. It was only then that she screamed and succumb, pumping me full of her baby batter.
Sub drooled, laughing a little as her clawed hand slapped my ass, making it jiggle and the pain made me tighten up, “I have waited so long to do this. Better than I dreamed.”
“Sub!” I cried out and one of her hands worked its way into my mouth.
“Don’t you worry about a thing. I am going to fuck your brains out. I know you love this, you always act like you are dominant, but deep inside we both know you are the submissive one.”
I didn’t have a come back for that, it was partly true after all. All of her hands dug into me, not painfully or anything, just firmly holding me still. Sub pulled back until her tube almost came out of my spurting hole. I trembled in delight and shrieked with joy when she pushed back in. My pussy devoured every inch and massaged the folds of her member with all the little bumps, making both of us light headed. To fuck my own cunny and feel it get pounded at the same time was more than enough to drive me wild. My hips slammed back and forth, oozing desperately as I moaned and screamed with almost every thrust.
Sub had more control than I did and managed to power through the pleasure. She started pumping rhythmically and kept up a steady pace despite all the friction. It was maddening how her lust was building up, flowing out into me and driving me to even greater lengths to satisfying the uncontrollable blaze. It became hard to breath and my heart felt like it would explode or break out of my chest. It felt like I orgasmed every couple of thrusts, but it was hard to tell for sure, hard to think straight. Sub rammed it home, reducing me to a quivering mass of flesh, but she kept hammering and hammering. Plunging into me like a sex toy.
She reached her limit at last nearly, merging with me as her crushing grasp encompassed me and she howled like some beast, “Take it! Take it all you flithy whore!”
She bottomed out and opened the floodgate. All the pent up emotions poured over me like water and I melted under their weight. My body and heart filled. I felt all of her affection well up inside of me. Vaguely, I felt something get pushed inside of me. I laid there, unable to move, drooling from both ends. Sub toppled over and collapsed on top of me, but she still managed to hug me.
It took a good ten minutes or rather what felt like ten minutes to get the feeling back in my legs. Time was weird here after all. I wiped the sweat from my brow and it was when I stood up that I felt the extra weight. Wearily, I looked down and my belly was massive, like I was preggers or something. I kicked Sub in the stomach, bringing her out of her comatose state.
“Hey, what the fuck did you do to me?!” I yelled at her, pointing at my gurgling mass.
“I bred you, duh. You are a real nice egg holder, you know that?”
“You actually laid eggs in me?”
“Well, yeah, I said that I was going to.”
I glared at Sub with my arms crossed, “I am too young to be a mommy.”
“Relax it is fake. Everything we do in here is imagination, remember?”
“Oh, I know,” I said, concentrating for a moment.
“Then why are you… wait what are you doin-”
“Come here Subby we are going to have lots and lots of fun in my sex dungeon! I hope you like whips and bondage.”
“Noooo!” Cried Sub trying to run away, she didn’t get very far as my tentacles lashed out and dragged her back to me.
Well, since this place was my own personal wonderland, it only made sense that the world was at my beck and call. Sub was getting way too cocky just cause I let her be the Dom this time. I will show you! Somebody needs a good dicking and it sure isn’t me.
From the aether ropes and chains appeared, latching onto her and constraining her so that she could not escape. She squirmed and fought them, but they were far too strong and well, she wasn’t seriously rejecting this. I could tell, she wanted it. I eyed my new pet… hmm, I suppose calling her a slave would be more appropriate for an Empress such as myself? Or perhaps a servant every Empress needs servants to appease her, right?
“I am not your slave or pet or any of that!”
“You will have to learn your place I suppose,” I smiled, drawing back the whip that materialized in my hands as I circled around behind her.
“What are you- Ah! Stop that.”
I brought it down, smacking her toned ass. She wriggled and squirmed, but as the red mark appeared on her darkened flesh I noticed the heated breaths she was emanating. That certainly was not pain she was feeling. Sub is a dirty girl. I lashed her again and she wet herself, only a little, but I could feel the searing welt on my own ass. Sub… so you were the submissive after all. Only a true masochist would get off on this stuff. We should do more shouldn’t we little Subby? You want me to spoil you?
The chains tightened and I smirked as I slid a blindfold over her eyes. Sub was drooling at this point with anticipation. Ah well, I was always curious about this sort of stuff, but I never did find anybody into it, well not until now. Shall we explore our sexuality more in depth Sub? She nodded her head eagerly.
Now that I had her truly at my mercy, I struck her abdomen and it trembled leaking lewdly. Not being able to see what was going on was clearly making her feel it more. With every smack on that sexy ass or tormenting flick of her squirming ovipositor a feeling grew inside of me, a welling surge of confidence and dominance, a pleasure from preying upon her and bending her to my will. It was positively orgasmic and before I knew it, I had already reached a peek, shudders quaking through my body. Sub writhed helplessly and needily wagging her appendage at me.
“More, give me more,” pleaded Sub.
I was finished with foreplay and decided to get to the main course. My five long, thick, and slimy tentacles emerged from my body, the most generously endowed from between my legs. One coiled around her neck I licked my lips as two of them groped at her breasts and the final two poked at her wanting pussy and ass.
“Shut that whore mouth of yours. It has a better purpose now,” I smirked as the tentacles coiled around her and a particularly large one forced its way into her mouth silencing Sub.
Her muffled cries rose as I slapped her ass and worked my two tentacle cocks into her. Her walls tightened as I pushed in, breaking through the entrances with a wet gurgle strangled by cock from her throat. I pulled her closer to me, hugging her as my hands massaged her breasts until they became soft and I squeezed at her nipples. I was transforming her, bending her to my desires. Her tongue restlessly worked my member and she shifted to suck more. I rewarded her biting at her neck and licking up and down. Her whole body quivered and she got wetter.
Feeling our pussy get fucked and fucking it at the same time made me reach the peak a lot faster than I had anticipated. I held it off as Sub succumb, shuttering and flooding juices all over. It made my thrusts easier and quicker as her body opened and loosed for me. I held her closer, straggling her. “You like that, don’t you bitch!?”
I could feel the tentacle thrusting in her throat as my claws dug into her clamping and squeezing as her form shook with orgasms and her eyes rolled. She gurgled and choked on my cock, unable to breath. I don’t know why I felt so angry with her. Was it because she was so slutty, getting off to this abuse? Was I just trying to live up to her expectations? I wanted to dominate her, to abuse her and impregnate her. Just the thought shoved me over the edge and my tentacles bulged obscenely with spunk. I pushed as deeply in as I could, stuffing her holes with my filling. It gushed and flowed into her waiting body as she took it all.
I let her go and the chains broke freeing her. She flopped gasping for air as I caressed her form with the tentacles affectionately. I smeared my love juices all over her face while she drunkenly suckled at the tip. We both sighed contently and I purred, “Did you enjoy that Sub?”
Her tongue rolled up and down my head as she stroked it, “Yes it was delightful.”
“Mm seeing you with a cock in your mouth is getting me in the mood again,” I smiled growing more tentacles.
Sub opened her mouth with delight and gave the shaft a lustful kiss, “I am always ready for more.”
I lifted her up, shoving my shaft back in her drooling cunt. Her mouth gaped and the tendril pushed back down it, she sucked on it ecstatically bobbing her head. It was so sexy and hot, my chest felt like it was burning with lust. My tentacles slapped her face and rolled down her body, coming to rest in her hands. She bumbled at first being assaulted from all ends and finally got a good grasp on the shafts. Her hands stroked up and down firmly grasping the four vine like dicks. I never knew Sub was so damned good at hand jobs. She wouldn’t let them go, desperately pumping them.
Damn it Sub! Stop being so sexy. I couldn’t hold back anymore and I thrust into her pussy. Her grip tightened around all my shafts and she moaned while I wiggled deeper into her. My tentacles had a mind of their own rampaging all over her. Another prick poked at her ass and I slid in after prodding it open. Her stifled screams of pleasure grew and her legs tensed. Sub’s hands increased their pace gliding up and down wetly as my shafts dribbled precum. My hips bucked as I thrust into her, lifting her legs up to get a better angle. I flopped her onto her back so that her ass was high up and I straddled, it letting the undulating tentacles piston in and out of her. The gooey jizz from my last load was bubbling up from in between her lewd folds and spurt with every heavy thrust. It worked as a great lube allowing me to speed up fast and faster as my members engorged growing thicker and spreading her whorish holes.
I was so absorbed in breeding her holes that I had not even noticed that Sub had created her own tentacles and they had coiled around me. My hands grabbed them and started stroking as they wiggled enticingly before me. We had become mirrored as she thrust into me and I into her. Our bodies writhing together in a debaucherous orgy of appendages. Our pleasure synced and our movements matched. Our moans filled the surroundings under the incessant slapping of holes getting stuffed and dicks getting stroked and sucked.
It was like we were melting together, fusing into an ebbing and flowing pool of molten lust. She completed me and I completed her. Two halves of the whole. Our passions came to a head like an eruption. The tentacles trembled and ropes of jizz shot all over my face and Sub’s as well. Our tongues messily lapping at one another, coiling and playing in each other’s mouths around the trembling shafts that fought over our attention. Cum filled every nook and cranny of bodies as we took each other’s essence drowning and wallowing in it.
The lust had been exhausted and we were content to snuggle together. I playfully poked at her form and she coiled around me lovingly.
“I love you Sub.”
“I love you too Vesper.”
After that we didn’t even speak, we just lay there feeling one another for what seemed like forever.
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