Sexual swallowing
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Motoko was kneeling over Keitaro’s partially swallowed body, her lips tightly encircling his waist as she slurped and swallowing his lower body. The flavor of her food soaked the kendo girl’s tongue, just as her saliva soaked and coated the sumptuous flesh in her mouth. The experience was incredible for both her and Keitaro. A little slurping took more of the well-lubricated meal into her hungry mouth and down her distended throat. A sharp cry of pleasure escaped Motoko’s spread lips as the pleasure mounted. No experience before in her life had been so enjoyable as the one she was having right now.
Inside Motoko, Keitaro’s head and pushed out of her throat and was dangling inside her small stomach. Keitaro panted and slightly moaned at the touch of Motoko’s tongue all over his naked stomach. Naru had been rushed last night, greedily swallowing him down without any thought of fully tasting her meal. Motoko had more control over her emotions and was in no hurry, she took her time, savoring every bit of Keitaro.
Motoko licked and sucked on every inch she could get before she devoured it. So engrossed in the taste and feel of hot flesh moving down her throat, she never knew Keitaro as erect until his throbbing manhood brushed against her bottom lip. As her lips grazed his crotch, a much more musky taste reached her taste buds and she found herself unable to suppress her moans. As her moans died down, Motoko’s eyes narrowed in anger in the full realization of what she tasted.
‘That perverted male! How dare he do this while I’m trying to swallow him!’ Her mind raged at the indignity and dishonor of having her mouth so close to a male’s erect penis. A part of Motoko that she had suppressed for years through meditating and willpower was ecstatic over Keitaro’s arousal. Motoko would rather die then admit it, but she liked Keitaro, liked him a lot. She tried to hide it, but she admired the sweet man and wanted to get close to him. She had tried to deny it, but her body lusted for Keitaro. A shudder ran down Motoko’s back s her body became warm and her cheeks turned bright red. She couldn’t ignore it, she was getting aroused by the situation.
‘I should probably reward him for so willingly going into my mouth,’ Motoko reasoned to herself as her panties started to dampen. She told herself that she was only doing it as a repayment to Keitaro for not fighting her and nothing else. She just couldn’t admit that she liked he dorky ronin and had feeling for him that went beyond friendship. Her hands were shaky as they reached down to Keitaro’s waist. She couldn’t move her lips forwards with his rod pointing out so she had to push it against his body. A pleasant tingle shot through her as her fingers wrapped around the shaft. Motoko’s heart beat faster as she pressed it up against his abs. Before it could spring back into place, she slipped her lips down, taking into her mouth all of Keitaro’s butt and his hard cock. Motoko stood bent over in shock as she felt the hard rod rest on her tongue.
When Motoko had placed her hand on Keitaro’s rod, the boy connected to it gave a small shriek that didn’t escape the confines of the stomach. He hadn’t realized he was hard until Motoko touched him. He shuddered to think of what Motoko would do with his erect manhood. A disturbing thought of her cutting it off ran through his mind. He tried to will himself to go soft, but Motoko’s soft touch had him rock hard. Whimpering in fear of castration, Keitaro’s eyes shot open and he moaned as a hot wetness covered his whole groan. ‘She put it in her mouth,’ Keitaro thought in shock. He’d have never thought Motoko would allow her lips even brush against his hard manhood. He thought she’d swallow next, ending his cocks stay in her mouth brief, but he was shocked again when he felt her tongue lapping and coiling around his cock.
White hot pleasure raced through Keitaro at his first sexual contact with a girl. He jerked around and groaned loudly, his legs giving out and his hands pushing and grabbing at the hot, slick walls of her throat. Motoko’s tongue worked relentlessly at his shaft, curled about it and tugging, milking him into her mouth. There wasn’t much room in Motoko’s mouth with his waist inside it, but she lowered her bottom jaw a few inches further to lap at Keitaro’s genitals further. His cries became softer, mingling with moans; instinctively he humped against that tongue, to grind his cock against her palate and into that slippery embrace. The soft, lubricated walls of flesh around him only furthered his pleasure as he wiggled in their tight hold. As Motoko’s tongue slapped against his rod, Keitaro jerked as he experienced more pleasure in that moment then ever before.
Motoko’s mind was a blank as she slurped at Keitaro’s manhood, other then the though of how great he tasted and how naughty she felt with his cock in her mouth. She had him two thirds down her throat, squirming as she sucked his cock, it gave her a thrill she could never get from kendo. As she sucked, her stomach growled. It still waited to be filled, but it had to wait. Motoko wasn’t going to let Keitaro go until she was done and he was done.
Thrusting and squirming frenziedly within her maw, Keitaro screamed loudly as he hung suspended inside Motoko’s stomach. Her tongue flickered over his balls, adding just the extra stimulation he needed to hit his climax. He wrenched back in her throat, his muffled cry audible through the layers of flesh as his seed splattered into her mouth. Motoko’s mouth filled with not only Motoko’s flesh, but his seed as well and with it, she knew her meal was done.
She swallowed immediately and this time she didn't stop, washing him down her throat along with the gooey treat he had sprayed in her mouth. The added salty flavor made her groan as she gulped him down. Dripping wet walls of flesh slid over Keitaro’s legs, hugging the last of him as he slid down effortlessly. Motoko’s mouth was open wide enough that Keitaro’s legs shot down her throat with out problem. It took a full two more swallows to finish the meal, filling up hanging orb of her belly until it pushed open her gi. Motoko fell back onto Keitaro’s bed, her huge, full belly bouncing as she landed. The surface moved and rippled a little with the movements of the boy contained inside.
Keitaro rested in a tight ball; his breathing labored from his first ever orgasm. He knew what was coming next, but unlike last night, he wasn’t afraid. He knew he’d be alive after this and that kept him from panicking. What did had him scared was what was going to happen when he saw Motoko next. After cumming in her mouth, she was going to kill him.
Motoko lay dazed on the bed, a big happy smile on her face as she touched her belly. She felt so good and full just as Naru had explained, but there was something else another feeling. She had the urge to get Keitaro out and resume what she was doing with his cock before she swallowed him. She moaned as she thought of Keitaro, naked and this time on top of her. She couldn’t ignore her feeling anymore, not with her womanhood wet at the thought of Keitaro. This was going to complicate things very much, she thought as she closed her eyes for a brief nap. Before she fell completely asleep, Motoko heard the plank over the hole in the ceiling close and someone walking away.
Inside Motoko, Keitaro’s head and pushed out of her throat and was dangling inside her small stomach. Keitaro panted and slightly moaned at the touch of Motoko’s tongue all over his naked stomach. Naru had been rushed last night, greedily swallowing him down without any thought of fully tasting her meal. Motoko had more control over her emotions and was in no hurry, she took her time, savoring every bit of Keitaro.
Motoko licked and sucked on every inch she could get before she devoured it. So engrossed in the taste and feel of hot flesh moving down her throat, she never knew Keitaro as erect until his throbbing manhood brushed against her bottom lip. As her lips grazed his crotch, a much more musky taste reached her taste buds and she found herself unable to suppress her moans. As her moans died down, Motoko’s eyes narrowed in anger in the full realization of what she tasted.
‘That perverted male! How dare he do this while I’m trying to swallow him!’ Her mind raged at the indignity and dishonor of having her mouth so close to a male’s erect penis. A part of Motoko that she had suppressed for years through meditating and willpower was ecstatic over Keitaro’s arousal. Motoko would rather die then admit it, but she liked Keitaro, liked him a lot. She tried to hide it, but she admired the sweet man and wanted to get close to him. She had tried to deny it, but her body lusted for Keitaro. A shudder ran down Motoko’s back s her body became warm and her cheeks turned bright red. She couldn’t ignore it, she was getting aroused by the situation.
‘I should probably reward him for so willingly going into my mouth,’ Motoko reasoned to herself as her panties started to dampen. She told herself that she was only doing it as a repayment to Keitaro for not fighting her and nothing else. She just couldn’t admit that she liked he dorky ronin and had feeling for him that went beyond friendship. Her hands were shaky as they reached down to Keitaro’s waist. She couldn’t move her lips forwards with his rod pointing out so she had to push it against his body. A pleasant tingle shot through her as her fingers wrapped around the shaft. Motoko’s heart beat faster as she pressed it up against his abs. Before it could spring back into place, she slipped her lips down, taking into her mouth all of Keitaro’s butt and his hard cock. Motoko stood bent over in shock as she felt the hard rod rest on her tongue.
When Motoko had placed her hand on Keitaro’s rod, the boy connected to it gave a small shriek that didn’t escape the confines of the stomach. He hadn’t realized he was hard until Motoko touched him. He shuddered to think of what Motoko would do with his erect manhood. A disturbing thought of her cutting it off ran through his mind. He tried to will himself to go soft, but Motoko’s soft touch had him rock hard. Whimpering in fear of castration, Keitaro’s eyes shot open and he moaned as a hot wetness covered his whole groan. ‘She put it in her mouth,’ Keitaro thought in shock. He’d have never thought Motoko would allow her lips even brush against his hard manhood. He thought she’d swallow next, ending his cocks stay in her mouth brief, but he was shocked again when he felt her tongue lapping and coiling around his cock.
White hot pleasure raced through Keitaro at his first sexual contact with a girl. He jerked around and groaned loudly, his legs giving out and his hands pushing and grabbing at the hot, slick walls of her throat. Motoko’s tongue worked relentlessly at his shaft, curled about it and tugging, milking him into her mouth. There wasn’t much room in Motoko’s mouth with his waist inside it, but she lowered her bottom jaw a few inches further to lap at Keitaro’s genitals further. His cries became softer, mingling with moans; instinctively he humped against that tongue, to grind his cock against her palate and into that slippery embrace. The soft, lubricated walls of flesh around him only furthered his pleasure as he wiggled in their tight hold. As Motoko’s tongue slapped against his rod, Keitaro jerked as he experienced more pleasure in that moment then ever before.
Motoko’s mind was a blank as she slurped at Keitaro’s manhood, other then the though of how great he tasted and how naughty she felt with his cock in her mouth. She had him two thirds down her throat, squirming as she sucked his cock, it gave her a thrill she could never get from kendo. As she sucked, her stomach growled. It still waited to be filled, but it had to wait. Motoko wasn’t going to let Keitaro go until she was done and he was done.
Thrusting and squirming frenziedly within her maw, Keitaro screamed loudly as he hung suspended inside Motoko’s stomach. Her tongue flickered over his balls, adding just the extra stimulation he needed to hit his climax. He wrenched back in her throat, his muffled cry audible through the layers of flesh as his seed splattered into her mouth. Motoko’s mouth filled with not only Motoko’s flesh, but his seed as well and with it, she knew her meal was done.
She swallowed immediately and this time she didn't stop, washing him down her throat along with the gooey treat he had sprayed in her mouth. The added salty flavor made her groan as she gulped him down. Dripping wet walls of flesh slid over Keitaro’s legs, hugging the last of him as he slid down effortlessly. Motoko’s mouth was open wide enough that Keitaro’s legs shot down her throat with out problem. It took a full two more swallows to finish the meal, filling up hanging orb of her belly until it pushed open her gi. Motoko fell back onto Keitaro’s bed, her huge, full belly bouncing as she landed. The surface moved and rippled a little with the movements of the boy contained inside.
Keitaro rested in a tight ball; his breathing labored from his first ever orgasm. He knew what was coming next, but unlike last night, he wasn’t afraid. He knew he’d be alive after this and that kept him from panicking. What did had him scared was what was going to happen when he saw Motoko next. After cumming in her mouth, she was going to kill him.
Motoko lay dazed on the bed, a big happy smile on her face as she touched her belly. She felt so good and full just as Naru had explained, but there was something else another feeling. She had the urge to get Keitaro out and resume what she was doing with his cock before she swallowed him. She moaned as she thought of Keitaro, naked and this time on top of her. She couldn’t ignore her feeling anymore, not with her womanhood wet at the thought of Keitaro. This was going to complicate things very much, she thought as she closed her eyes for a brief nap. Before she fell completely asleep, Motoko heard the plank over the hole in the ceiling close and someone walking away.
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