The thing is endless. Miles of coiling vines that keep invading and filling.
My attempts to lurch forward as the pressure becomes too much are met with vines around my thighs. My ankles. I’m pulled open as he continues to spool inside me. Stretching my cunt and my belly. Both are stuffed and I have no more room but he’s still going.
And I’m cumming again.
I’m bucking and wailing at the weight of him pushing on something inside me.
But that’s not enough for him when the tendrils find my back entrance. When they force themselves inside with no preparation. No lubrication. Just raw torture that only adds to the sweet agony of my core extending.
And I can’t.
Can’t fight.
Can’t escape.
Can’t stop the never-ending orgasm turning me hoarse.
The vines around my limbs stretch and expand and drag up my body. They pull through my folds and torture my tender clit as the leaves nick and bite.
They twist around my breasts and rub my nipples. They don’t stop until they’re looped around my throat with just enough pressure to remind me he’s in charge.
“More,” he breathes. “Don’t stop. I want it all.”
I am prepared to do whatever he asks as he continues to fill both my holes and stroke my clit. Although I’m never prepared when he fists my hair and I find myself face to face with the biggest, scariest cock I’ve ever seen.
Like all my dreams, I’m resigned to his midsection ... barely. It’s like my eyes and neck can’t move higher than that. All I get is a full view of the inky column of meat protruding from the center of his magnificent body.
The black beast with the thick, pulsing veins weave through the girthy shaft from the base and over the hard, swelling knot at the base. The head is a flat spade with a tiny hole at the center that shines with a clear liquid.
I’m given no chance to react when it’s forced between my lips and down to the back of my throat. His pre-cum smears across my tongue and I groan at the explosion of sweet ecstasy. At the commanding fist in my hair. The driving thrusts of his hips that match the hard strokes of the vines slamming into me from behind.
I’m cumming again. I don’t even sense it before it hits me. The pressure has tears running down my face. Hot, sticky liquid gushes down my trembling thighs. I’m gasping and shuddering even as I push down to take more.
I never want him to stop.
I’m so hungry and desperate to stay in this moment that I blow his cock like there’s treasure in his balls. I fall on him, over him, with the same enthusiasm as a porn star. I even push higher on my knees, steadying my weight on his strong hips before reaching for his dick. For the lump. I wrap both handsaround the smooth, hard curve and squeeze. I massage and jerk in time to eager plunges of my mouth taking the rest of him.
“That’s ... so ... good,” he groans, voice a husky rasp of such pleasure my pussy gushes. “You’re going to take my knot, little human. I’m going to cork your cunt and keep filling you until your belly swells with my seed.”
My response is the nudge and tease of my tongue in his hole, collecting every drop of his delicious release. It’s pushing down as far as I can take him before the bulge stops me.
The vine over my clit unfurls. I think to finally let the aftershocks of my climax subdue, but it returns almost immediately to mirror me. Replicating the motion of my tongue in fast, steady flicks that have my eyes rolling back and my knees quivering.
“You’re so wet,” he breathes as I crumble and soak the ground with a fresh surge of release. “It will take no effort to take me. To let me lock inside you and breed you.”
Realistically, there is no way he can fit. No matter how badly I want him to try.
But the thought of him forcing me until my belly balloons with his cum has me stroking his cock harder, faster.
“Make me,” I beg. “Force me to take every inch.” I circle the slit with my tongue to catch what comes out. A lot does. “Don’t stop until I take every drop.”
The claw in my hair tightens.
“Fuck, such a good girl.”
His chest rumbles with a deep, primal growl that eradicates any lingering fingers of sanity I may have had left. It turns my brain to mush and I practically melt against him.
“Get on your back, spread your hole like you’re meant to and show me where I belong.”
