To the scrotum and beyond!
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
kenshintrigger
"Actually," your wife said putting her hand seductively on his erect member, your fleshy prison. "I've got a better idea."
"Wha- wha- are you doi" Paul could barely speak as her soft touch sent him into another half-paralyzed state. Slowly she started drawing the lump farther downward on the shaft with her manicured fingers, spasms of arousal almost helping to draw you deeper down.
*Inside*
It was cramped, warm, gooey, and hard to breath as your whole body was constricted tightly by the flesh around you. It dark too, and once again, you were completely disoriented. But you tried not to think of places you possibly were right now, chances were you wouldn't like it no matter what you were in. You just wished you could pass out now, but the adrenaline in your system and the throbbing flesh around you served as too much of a deterrent, forcing your mind to stay active as much as you would like it wouldn't.
But before you could even thing the words "what next?" you felt a new pressure on the top of your head, like something pushing you down.
*back outside*
Paul's slender form was gripping onto the bed underneath him, caught in spasms of uncontrollable ecstasy, as your wife Allison watched her finger delicately pushed down the lump, until finally the last bit of it visibly disappeared at the base. A little spirt of white fluid popped out of the end of Paul's member from the release in pressure, which she licked off playfully.
"Wha-what d-d-did y-yyou dd-do" He was still in throes of ecstasy still, his hands blindly trying to find his cock where all the sensations were still coming from. He managed to grab ahold finally, but as he wrestled to control himself, a fountain of cum came forth again as his body once more became locked in orgasm. Your wife reacted quickly too, sitting down on his member just in time and moaning as he blew his load into her.
He finally relaxed, Allison demurely sliding off and grabbing a tissue to wipe off ehr nether regions, as easily and politely as if she were merely wiping a runny nose. Paul's penis was flaccid again, finally finding its own limit, but while he was no longer in throes of arousal, he still felt the momentary arousal every now and then from the flutter he felt in side him.
Curious, he slowly slid his hand underneath his scrotum, now lying on the soft covers of the bed, but suddenly pulled his hand away as if bitten by a life snake. There was a new lump in there, and he could feel you moving.
You felt like.... well it was hard to describe, since this was nothing that ever happened before. A second ago you were being forced down a fleshy tube until finally you seemed to empty out, but even then it was like you were half floating, half caught in some weird.... well, that was also indescribable. You couldn't think of anything. Two large objects probably about as large as you were slightly bumping into you and pressing against you, and every time they did, you struggled to move out of the way.
"What did you do?" He asked again, looking almost terrified at his own genitalia.
"Oh I just made our little threesome much more efficient, dear..." Allison said. She walked a little closer and slid her fingers under neath to feel. "ooh, he's a fighter..."
Paul was still completely unsure about what jsut happened, but he was sure of one thing, he did like it a little. "what do you mean?"
"Well, its quite obvious. If your doing me, and he's in here..." She patted his scrotum from underneath, causing him to jump a little. Inside, it was like your whole world lurched around. "Then he's kinda doing me too. Besides. you've got a couple of choices now...."
He was quite confused by that. "Choices?"
Allison looked at him quite seductively, doing an almost display show opening her mouth, spreading wide her vaginal lips still moist with glistening cum, and turning would to spread her cheeks wide, showing Paul her anus. "You've got to decide where he's going in me later.... unless you jsut want to keep him in there...."
Paul held his genitalia almost contemplatively, almost treating it like a live animal now that you were in it. It was wierd, but you could swear you felt his eyes on you, not even knowing what the hell was going on.
"Wha- wha- are you doi" Paul could barely speak as her soft touch sent him into another half-paralyzed state. Slowly she started drawing the lump farther downward on the shaft with her manicured fingers, spasms of arousal almost helping to draw you deeper down.
*Inside*
It was cramped, warm, gooey, and hard to breath as your whole body was constricted tightly by the flesh around you. It dark too, and once again, you were completely disoriented. But you tried not to think of places you possibly were right now, chances were you wouldn't like it no matter what you were in. You just wished you could pass out now, but the adrenaline in your system and the throbbing flesh around you served as too much of a deterrent, forcing your mind to stay active as much as you would like it wouldn't.
But before you could even thing the words "what next?" you felt a new pressure on the top of your head, like something pushing you down.
*back outside*
Paul's slender form was gripping onto the bed underneath him, caught in spasms of uncontrollable ecstasy, as your wife Allison watched her finger delicately pushed down the lump, until finally the last bit of it visibly disappeared at the base. A little spirt of white fluid popped out of the end of Paul's member from the release in pressure, which she licked off playfully.
"Wha-what d-d-did y-yyou dd-do" He was still in throes of ecstasy still, his hands blindly trying to find his cock where all the sensations were still coming from. He managed to grab ahold finally, but as he wrestled to control himself, a fountain of cum came forth again as his body once more became locked in orgasm. Your wife reacted quickly too, sitting down on his member just in time and moaning as he blew his load into her.
He finally relaxed, Allison demurely sliding off and grabbing a tissue to wipe off ehr nether regions, as easily and politely as if she were merely wiping a runny nose. Paul's penis was flaccid again, finally finding its own limit, but while he was no longer in throes of arousal, he still felt the momentary arousal every now and then from the flutter he felt in side him.
Curious, he slowly slid his hand underneath his scrotum, now lying on the soft covers of the bed, but suddenly pulled his hand away as if bitten by a life snake. There was a new lump in there, and he could feel you moving.
You felt like.... well it was hard to describe, since this was nothing that ever happened before. A second ago you were being forced down a fleshy tube until finally you seemed to empty out, but even then it was like you were half floating, half caught in some weird.... well, that was also indescribable. You couldn't think of anything. Two large objects probably about as large as you were slightly bumping into you and pressing against you, and every time they did, you struggled to move out of the way.
"What did you do?" He asked again, looking almost terrified at his own genitalia.
"Oh I just made our little threesome much more efficient, dear..." Allison said. She walked a little closer and slid her fingers under neath to feel. "ooh, he's a fighter..."
Paul was still completely unsure about what jsut happened, but he was sure of one thing, he did like it a little. "what do you mean?"
"Well, its quite obvious. If your doing me, and he's in here..." She patted his scrotum from underneath, causing him to jump a little. Inside, it was like your whole world lurched around. "Then he's kinda doing me too. Besides. you've got a couple of choices now...."
He was quite confused by that. "Choices?"
Allison looked at him quite seductively, doing an almost display show opening her mouth, spreading wide her vaginal lips still moist with glistening cum, and turning would to spread her cheeks wide, showing Paul her anus. "You've got to decide where he's going in me later.... unless you jsut want to keep him in there...."
Paul held his genitalia almost contemplatively, almost treating it like a live animal now that you were in it. It was wierd, but you could swear you felt his eyes on you, not even knowing what the hell was going on.
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