Chapter 1: Tentacle TV

Tentacle TV

 

By Ivaran Kealar

 

1.

 

Kaylah, 21, was in her room by herself. She was five foot eight, had hazel eyes, short green hair and rocked a 32C bust. She worked as a cashier at the local supermarket.

Kaylah wore black shorts and a t-shirt. Her room was decorated with numerous anime posters, and her closet and chest of drawers were stuffed with clothes.

She sat at her PC desk, with her right hand within her shorts, and her left gripping the arm of her PC chair. She panted and moaned, as she wore her crimson gaming headset.

The porn she watched involved two naked Asian girls and they were stuck fast in a monstrous cave. Tentacles were double-penetrating the ladies – there were some ejaculating in their mouths, and numerous ones played with their tits.

Kaylah’s door opened wide and Georgina stood in the doorway.

Georgia shrieked. She hurriedly left the room and closed the door.

Kaylah panicked and pulled her hand out of her shorts.

Then, Kaylah quickly exited the tentacle porn video.

Georgia was 19 years old, five feet, had blue eyes and red hair. She rocked a pair of 32Ds, and worked as a Barista. She wore her buttoned short sleeved shirt – with a pink flower pattern – that matches her shorts. She also wore knee high socks and pink slippers.

After cleaning herself up, Kaylah buried her face in her hands.

 

 

2.

 

The next day, Kaylah and Georgia were in their small kitchen – seated at the breakfast table. Georgia was in her pyjamas, and so was Kaylah.

They ate their cereal, and drank their coffee.

Kaylah said, “I'm sorry for last night.”

Georgia stammered, “Sorry, I should’ve knocked!”

“Georgia, it's my fault I didn't lock my door... I haven’t gotten laid in ages, and I have some really hot urges, you know?”

“I understand... Um, what were you watching?”

“Tentacle porn...”

“... Tentacle porn...?”

“It’s where women are stripped and raped by tentacle creatures.”

Georgia squeaked, “And this gets you off, does it?”

Kaylah averted her curious gaze, and nodded her head.

“If you don’t mind me asking, why does it get you off?”

Kaylah stammered, “Well, um, I love the idea of the tentacles tying me up, stripping off my clothes, and having their wicked way with me.”

Georgia beamed, “You enjoy it a lot?”

Kaylah looked at Georgia and nodded her head.

Georgia planted her right hand over Kaylah's.

Kaylah smiled. “Thanks for not thinking I’m weird.”

“I could never think of you as weird,” Georgia sang. “And if you want, I could watch one with you one day, so I can understand your fetish?”

“I’d love that,” sang Kaylah.

 

 

3.

 

After breakfast, Kaylah changed into her black top, her skinny jeans and her knee high black socks. She applied some makeup, and sat in front of her PC.

Kaylah browsed different websites, looking for the perfect DVD.

After almost giving up, Kaylah soon discovered a movie that beckoned her.

On Tentacle Slut DVDs, there was a movie being sold called Tentacle TV. The cover depicted a nude woman being pulled into a TV by tentacles – she looked like Kayla.

Kaylah ordered the movie in a heartbeat.

 

 

4.

 

That evening, Kaylah and Georgia were in their dining room, seated at the table.

Georgia wore her burgundy button-down shirt, which matched her pants.

They were enjoying their plates of spaghetti and their glasses of OJ.

“So, how was work today, darling,” asked Kaylah,

“It was great,” Georgia beamed, “the customers were nice!”

Kaylah nodded her head. “Good. I’m glad to hear.”

"You're going back to work next week, right?"

“Yeah, and I’m making the most of my time.”

Georgia grinned. She ate some more spaghetti.

“So I purchased a tentacle DVD online today.”

“Oh, really,” said Georgia. "So, what's the name of it?”

“It’s called Tentacle TV, and it looks really hot.”

“So you’ll be watching it when it arrives?”

“I was hoping you and I could watch it together?”

Georgia’s face reddened. “Okay? You don't mind?'”

“No, I don’t,” she stammered, “If you don’t like it, I’ll never mention it again.”

“Hey, I said I won’t judge you, right?” Georgia returned, with a warm smile.

 

 

5.

 

When her shift was over, Georgia returned home. She was clad in her burgundy shirt – which had matched her trousers – and her black shoes.

After locking up, Georgia headed into the living room.

Their living room had just one sofa and the wallpaper had blue stars. They also had a heart-shaped coffee table, and their carpet was beautiful and lush.

Kaylah stood there, clothed in her jeans and T-shirt, waiting for her.

Georgia beamed, “Hey! Is your film here yet?"

With a big grin, Kaylah showed her the DVD case.

Georgia approached and had a good look at it.

“This girl looks like you,” Georgia remarked.

Kaylah returned, “Wanna watch it after tea?”

Georgia said, “Sure! That’s fine!”

Kaylah squealed and hugged her tight.

 

 

6.

 

After tea, the girls slipped into their pyjamas, and they were in the living room.

The curtains were pulled, the lights were switched off and the DVD was in the player.

Kaylah pressed play and snuggled up close to Georgia and smiled.

Georgia got up and said, “I'll get us something to eat.”

“Would you like me to hit pause on the remote,” Kaylah said.

Georgia shook her head. “I'll be back in a minute.”

 

 

7.

 

Georgia was in the kitchen, and she poured a bag of snacks into a bowl.

She was worried about watching Tentacle TV. She was shy when it came to fetishes.

She grabbed the black and white bowl and took it with her to the living room.

When she returned, there was no sign of Kaylah – the room was empty.

Furrowing her brow, Georgia cried, “Kaylah?”

Georgia set the bowl on the coffee table and looked at the TV.

On the screen, she saw Kaylah nude and tied up by the tentacles. She looked like she was in a daze, and the tentacles were having their wicked way with her.

Kaylah moaned, “Uh! Ugh! Uh! Jesus! Christ! Yes! Oh! Baby! Uh! Yes!”

Georgia walked closer to the screen, and she cocked her head to a side.

All of a sudden, a red tentacle came out of the television and wrapped around her neck.

Georgia gasped. She grabbed the tentacle and tried pulling it off.

Next, two more red tentacles shot out and tied around her wrists.

Georgia screamed and resisted the pull of the red tentacles.

Her fight was in vain and she was dragged into television...

 

 

8.

 

When Georgia’s eyes slowly opened, she found herself lying on her front on a spongy surface. She looked all around, and found herself in a cave covered in pink flesh and pulsating veins. She slowly got to her feet, looked around, and she whimpered.

Somehow, Georgia was transported to the world of Tentacle TV.

Then, a thought clicked in her head: Kaylah might be in here.

Carefully, she walked around, looking, hoping to find Kaylah.

 

9.

 

While Georgia braved the viscous caves, she sensed that something was looking.

Georgia felt faint. She whimpered fearfully. Her chest felt funny. She was desperate to escape this world with Kaylah. She couldn’t stop shaking. Her heart raced in her rib cage. Her throat felt like it was closing. It was difficult for her to breathe properly. She started sweating, but didn’t think this area was warm. Her legs felt like jelly. Her paranoia told her this place was closing in on her. The woman in the porn looked like Kaylah.

Georgia was worried that Kaylah was being raped by tentacles right now.

 

 

10.

 

Georgia eventually saw a dead-end and she exhaled. She was trapped in this place.

Georgia turned around, after hearing a slimy sound, and she breathed.

There was nothing there. She looked around, guarded, and wept.

Without warning, huge mouth tentacles engulfed her ears.

Georgia screamed. She grabbed the tentacles and yanked them hard.

Several tiny tentacles entered her ears and slithered their way inside.

Georgia screamed shrilly, as she could feel the tentacles worm into her head. She fought and wept. She yanked and pulled the tentacles as hard as she possibly could.

The mouth tentacles soon entered her brain and pumped various chemicals.

Georgia made some incoherent noises, and she staggered about as if she was drunk. She bumped into the fleshy walls, her eyes were as wide as saucers, and she fell on the ground.

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Georgia closed her eyes tight. She struggled and her eyes rolled behind her head, as her tongue came out of her mouth. She gurgled terribly, and her body convulsed. She felt it. She felt the chemical pump into every centre of her brain: controlling her movements, her thoughts, and especially her sex drive.

The brain tentacles pulsated and squirted as much as they possibly could. They gave her new information – slowly but steadily reprogramming her to become an obedient slave.

Georgia’s eyelids fluttered like butterfly wings. Saliva came from her mouth. She panted hard, moaned, groaned and whined. She then convulsed to the point of orgasm. Her mind went blank. She stopped moving. She breathed. She whimpered.

As if sending an electric shock to her brain, the tentacle monster woke her up.

Georgia’s eyelids slowly opened, and her eyes were now pink. She looked blank, as if she was now the tentacle monster’s little sex doll. Drool dribbled from her mouth. She'd lost her memories. Instead, she had numerous different ideas being fed into her brain.

Georgia slowly stood up, stumbled and hit the wall.

Her surroundings moved around and around like a carousel.

Georgia’s vision refocused and she was able to stand up straight.

A grand tentacle came down from the ceiling.

Georgia looked without thinking and even smiled.

The bulbous tip of the tentacle opened up: it was a pink eye with a big pupil. It stared at Georgia like a voyeur. It eyed her up and down, and it somehow nodded.

Georgia kept her eye contact with the tentacle eye, as she bent down; she ran her fingers from her legs, across her stomach and even stroking her own chest.

Slowly, Georgia unbuttoned the first button of her pink flower pattern shirt. She removed the second one, she removed the third, she licked her lip when removing her fourth, and she finally undid the last button. She turned her back to the eye, and carefully pulled down her shirt. She turned her head and looked at the eye of the tentacle. When she turned around to face it properly, she removed one sleeve at a time, and dropped her shirt.

A huge tentacle with a mouth proceeded to eat her shirt, gradually.

Georgia chewed on her lower lip in a seductive manner.

She walked like she was on a catwalk.

When walking, Georgia slid her feet out of her pink slippers.

Again, the giant tentacle with a mouth ate both pink slippers.

Georgia untied her hair, let it loose, and waved it like a flag.

Carefully, she grabbed her left sock, pulled it down slowly, and removed it; uncovering her left foot. She playfully flung the sock towards the tentacle eye.

The tentacle eye looked like nodded back.

Georgia wasn't allowed to say anything. She just needed to moan.

Next, Georgia grabbed her right sock, pulled it down slowly, and removed it; uncovering her right foot. She playfully flung the sock towards the tentacle eye.

Georgia's feet were completely naked, touching the gooey ground. She moved her hips, ran her fingers through her hair, flicked her tongue, and maintained eye contact.

After that, Georgia slowly but surely pulled down her pyjama shorts; the shorts went down to her knees and dropped to the ground. She stepped out of them elegantly.

Again, the tentacle mouth devoured her clothes and groaned hungrily.

Georgia stared seductively. She pulled the left strap of her bra down her shoulder. She then pulled down the right strap of her bra down her shoulder. She unbuttoned the front. Next, Georgia turned her back to the eye, watching it, and she let her bra drop down.

The hungry tentacle mouth ate her bra.

Georgia folded her arms on her huge tits while she turned slowly.

Georgia wiggled her head in a playful manner, while she covered her breasts.

A cock tentacle appeared and bopped up and down not too far from her.

Georgia pretended to play with her tits: she whined and moaned at the eye.

The cock tentacle couldn’t last and it actually shot out some pre-sperm.

Georgia raised her right arm in the air so elegantly. She lifted her left arm into the air with grace. She reached down and stroked her breasts with her fingers.

Georgia moaned in delight. She grabbed the straps of her panties with her hands. She pulled it down, inch by inch – taking her sweet time removing her panties. She pulled them down past her knees, dropping them to the ground – she stepped out of them.

Again, the mouth tentacle ate her panties, and then slithered down its hole.

A huge tentacle appeared and completely coated Georgia's bare body slime.

Georgia closed her eyes. She stroked her body and hair – embracing the slime.

The huge tentacle stopped puking its slime all over her, and went back in its hole.

Five tentacles encircled Georgia and fondled her.

Georgia breathed and whimpered. She touched the tentacles and enjoyed the embrace.

The tentacles coiled around her arms, her slender legs, and wrapped around her waist.

Georgia noticed the tentacle cock, and she unhurriedly struts her way towards it.

The tentacle cock rubbed its tip across her lips, and Georgia even licked it.

When she opened her mouth, the tentacle cock entered and delved deeply.

Georgia used her right hand to wrap her fingers and thumb around it. She closed her eyes. She sucked the tentacle cock at a snail’s pace, as she moved her hand up and down. Her tongue explored every inch of it, and she felt the tentacle thrust to and fro in her mouth.

Georgia sucked it with pleasure, licked it, moving her hand from top to bottom. The brain tentacles were feeding her the information on how to pleasure it.

The tentacle cock could not cope for too long. It grew warmer and warmer, as it moved to and fro within Georgia’s mouth and causing her cheeks to bulge. In no time, its bulbous tip opened and its warm and sticky cum shot its load in Georgia’s mouth.

Georgia almost gagged. Yet, she swallowed with gusto. Her hand moved from top to bottom, while her mouth sucked and her tongue licked.

Georgia released the tentacle cock, and she allowed it to leave her mouth. The semen of the tentacle ran down her chin, and she licked her lips delicately.

Georgia carefully laid down on the spongy ground for her Masters.

The chamber gradually shrank so the walls had closed in.

Next, Georgia’s limbs were carefully pulled into the spongy holes.

She was completely spread-eagled and her limbs were stuck fast.

Georgia received the chemicals in her brain and she felt drunk.

Then Georgia giggled a little, and moaned, when she felt tongues licking her pretty feet and toes. She squirmed about, wailed a little, and yet, she moaned.

The tongues licked the soles of her lovely feet over and over.

Georgia laughed and struggled, as several tongues tickled her feet. They moved up and down continuously, and picked up the pace; in no time, they tickled her feet.

Georgia wailed. Her body kicked back into life and she fought fruitlessly against her bonds. She couldn’t kick her legs about, as they were completely restrained.

The perverted tongues didn’t plan on stopping. They really loved the feet of their new captive. They tickled every inch of her soles nonstop.

Georgia laughed and cried aloud. She couldn't stop laughing. Her soles were sensitive. It made things worse when other tongues tickled her armpits and her pussy lips. She howled and a frenzied smile appeared on her face.

These perverted tongues really loved the feet of their new captive. They tickled her over and over again, nonstop, tickling every inch of her sweet soles, pussy lips and pits

Georgia laughed against her will. Uncontrollable tears spilled on her cheeks. Her feet were at their mercy. Georgia felt a strong shudder rock through her body. Her screams of laughter were replaced by frequent groans of ecstasy. Her hips tried bucking against her restraints. She had reached an orgasm, but she really liked it.

The tongues stopped licking her feet, and now some tentacles sucked on her toes. Also, smaller tentacles bound her feet – massaging her heels, arches and balls beneath her toes.

Georgia panted hard, with a euphoric smile, and she even moaned with delight.

Next, a tentacle coiled around her neck to keep her head lying on the ground.

After that, a flat tentacle wrapped around her head and covered up her eyes.

Next, a purple tentacle appeared and its suction cup latched onto her mouth.

Georgia opened up her mouth, and allowed the tentacle to slide its tongue in.

The purple tentacle-tongue moved to and fro like a thrusting cock.

Numerous tentacles massaged her stomach in slow circles and her limbs.

One tentacle even rubbed the space in between her heaving breasts.

Georgia whined like a submissive girl, and she trembled a little.

One of its tongues began licking Georgia’s arse cheeks in slow circles.

She jolted. She knew what the tongue was about to do. She moaned.

The arse-loving tongue entered her tight anus, and it delved deeper and deeper.

Tears of elation rolled down Georgia’s cheeks; as her body and limbs trembled, as she felt the anal-invading tongue stretch her arsehole and delve even deeper. She found herself willingly groaning and wailing, when she felt the flexible tongue slide backwards – at a leisurely pace – and slide forwards at a snail’s pace. She could feel the tongue lick every inch of her anus, as it slithered to and fro like a wriggling worm.

 All of a sudden, Georgia felt a strong tremor, and she reached orgasm.

The monstrous cave used two of its tentacles to slowly circle her breasts. It massaged her tits soothingly – avoiding her nipples – teasing its sweet little captive.

Georgia grunted and groaned. She had never received a breast massage before. The chemicals being pumped into her brain told her she was going to love it. She believed the voices. She moaned and whined longingly. Her delicate nipples soon ballooned with arousal.

Not long after, the tentacles touched her nipples, slowly, and explored every inch of her breasts.

Georgia moaned so much. Within a short time, her breasts were now fully turned on.

The tentacles pinched Georgia's nipples to release oxytocin; they alternated between soft and hard pinching. They even alternated between rolling her nipples and pinching.

Georgia’s body trembled, and another orgasm slammed through her tiny frame.

She quivered in response and continued to sob.

Then the tentacles opened their ends and revealed mouths. Tongues emerged from the tentacles, and they licked the circular patch of her areola – round and round, avoiding her nipples. They licked her nipples, breathed air on them, and licked. Afterwards, the mouths latched onto her rigid nipples; alternating between licking and sucking.

Georgia whined softly. A voluntary smile had stretched her cheeks.

The nipple-sucking tentacles puckered up and sucked her nipples harder.

Georgia moaned and groaned. Her body and limbs were now abating. Her lovely nipples were finally being sweetly sucked on. She felt the chemicals being pumped into her brain.

The monster’s tentacles used their tips to start from Georgia’s nipples; they slid outward, smoothing the breasts and used light pressure. They stroked the circumference of Georgia’s breasts. The tentacles lifted her breasts up a little and massaged her them like kneading dough. Slowly, the tentacles used gentle massage movements to twist her breasts in a clockwise motion – which had caused her to whimper sensitively.

The breast-massaging tentacles alternated between moulding and twisting her breasts in a clockwise and anti-clockwise motion. The tentacles cupped the side of Georgia’s breasts near the nipple sucking tentacles; the tentacles pressed down and out with a firm but gentle massage. The nipple-sucking tentacles made Georgia lactate and swallowed her milk.

Georgia released an inhuman grunt from her lungs as she tossed her head about. She experienced a tidal wave of orgasms. Feeling her milk being swallowed aroused her...

Several tongues licked her inner thighs, causing her to moan and struggle.

One of the tongues slithered in between Georgia's trembling legs. It found her wet and dripping pussy – it licked in a clockwise formation. It moved all around, focusing on her labia and her clitoris. The tongue took its sweet time, savouring the sweet taste of her wet pussy.

Georgia wailed. She sobbed. She wanted to scream out. The tongue that plunged into her mouth smothered her request. She wanted it. She could feel the large tongue lick her pussy lips in a cruel, yet, tender manner. Tears flowed down her cheeks while she groaned softly. Her whole body shuddered. Another orgasm erupted within her.

The pussy-loving tongue licked her clitoris, sending shocks of ecstasy throughout her entire body. It licked her clitoris up and down, all around, rubbing hard and rubbing softly. It alternated between rubbing quickly, and rubbing slowly. It even licked her puffy labia.

After being teased for so long, Georgia's body was rocked by another powerful orgasm and she trembled. She panted. She wailed. She moaned and groaned. She wanted it badly.

The pussy-loving tongue entered her wet sex, and it soon found her swollen O’spot.

Georgia’s eyes shut tight, as she let out a muted scream. She suddenly felt the need to piss, and was ridiculously excited by this prohibited sensation. Tears rolled down her cheeks, as her trembling hips bucked wildly and her body shuddered.

The intensity of the O-spot abuse was too much for Georgia to take. Her body quaked harder and harder, as her quivering hips bucked wildly. She moaned uncontrollably. She suddenly felt dizzy. Her body rocked like she was possessed. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. And then it happened... She came. She came hard. Her pussy gushed like a geyser – but instead of hot water, it was her orgasmic juices. She squirted hard. She moaned, thunderously, as a lot of her body’s energy felt drained.

The lengthy tongue delved deeper and shovelled the sticky cum out of her love canal and into its own mouth – swallowing the lot. Slowly, the oral-loving tongue left her wet and sticky pussy, and returned to the hole it came from.

Georgia shook with ecstasy. She moaned lustfully. Her arms and legs writhed about in the holes. The ongoing breast and nipple worship, and the anal, was keeping her hot.

The purple tentacle dislodged from her mouth, and its tentacle tongue quickly retracted. Afterwards, the purple tongue withdrew and returned to its hole.

Georgia's mouth was wide open and her lascivious groans escaped.

A lengthy tentacle dick rose between her shuddering thighs. Its bulbous tip rubbed her wet pussy lips, in slow circles, letting her know it was there.

Georgia whined, “Ah! Uh! Uh! Ah! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!”

The large tentacle cock unhurriedly pushed its cock into her sticky pussy.

Georgia’s back arched. She released a shrill cry from her lungs. She suddenly felt the inner walls of her pussy being stretched by the huge cock; it delved deeper and deeper into her very core. She felt the cock slide backwards, at the pace of a snail, but not enough to leave.

Her uncontrollable smile stretched even wider. Her gentle groans rose from her lungs. She could feel this large tentacle hit her posterior fornix dead on. Georgia felt the mammoth cock slide backwards and forwards. She also felt numerous orgasms rush through her tingling body again – causing her to shudder with rapture.

Georgia’s eyelids fluttered, as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her hips bucked and quivered, as she felt the tip of the tentacle cock frequently hit her posterior fornix.

She moaned, “Oh fuck! Oh shit! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Give it to me! Give it to me! Oh shit! Oh crap! Oh, God! Oh, Jesus! Oh crap! Oh, baby! Oh, honey! Oh crap! Yes! Yes!”

The tentacle slowed its thrusting speed, as it slammed hard into Georgia’s posterior fornix like the frantic pressing of a doorbell. It writhed like a snake slithering in her love canal.

Georgia struggled to breathe, as her body squirmed and twisted. Her eyelids fluttered like butterfly wings. Her hips bucked and quivered repeatedly. The mother of orgasms built up in her body. Tiny cries of ecstasy erupted from her lungs. Her musical moans were in the same rhythm as the tentacle cock thrusting hard and deep in her abused pussy.

The cock-tentacle twisted its hardened cock into Georgia’s wet and sticky pussy, delving deeper and deeper, stretching the inner walls of her pussy. It reached her core, and its tip was practically kissing her the spongy wall of her posterior fornix. It moved backwards, slowly, almost leaving her pussy, and then propelled at an alarming rate and rubbed her cervical wall.

Georgia’s body and limbs shuddered, as an inhuman grunt rose from her lungs.

As the cock-tentacle moved backwards and forwards, it felt the inner walls of Georgia’s pussy tighten. It had to thrust even harder and faster in deep her wet pussy, when it rammed her posterior fornix. It fucked Georgia relentlessly, making sure she feels it.

Georgia felt numerous orgasms flood her entire body like a tsunami. Her eyelids fluttered like butterfly wings, as her hips bucked, trembled and gyrated. She couldn’t stop the constant tears flowing down her pale cheeks. She felt this lengthy member fuck her poor pussy relentlessly. However, Georgia willingly looked past the pain to receive the pleasure.

Georgia moaned “Please keep fucking me! I'll do what you say! Please screw me real hard! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me long! Oh, hell yeah! I love it! Yes!

“God, that feels so good! I can’t believe you’re getting me so wet! Your cock feels amazing inside of me! Oh, I like getting screwed by you! Keep going! Keep going! Keep going!

“I don’t want you to quit, sweetheart! I don’t want you to stop fucking me like this! Keep going! Keep going! I love it! I love it! I want it! I need it! I want you! I need you! I love you!

“Pound my little pussy with your big cock! You can do everything to me! Fuck me like your precious whore! Wreck my pussy! Fuck my pussy, sweetheart! I belong to you!

“I’m all yours! You can have me! I love feeling that big dick of yours! That dick of yours is huge! Don’t let it leave my wet pussy! My pussy feels wet for you! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!

“Harder...! Harder! Harder! Faster! Faster! Faster! You make me so fucking wet! You make me feel like screaming! I love being your slut! I’m your whore! I’m your whore! Yes!

“Fuck me with your cock! Treat me like your sex toy, Slug Daddy! You’re perfect for fucking me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me rough! Don’t quit screwing me, babe! Fuck me! Yes!

“Fill me with your semen! Fill me with your spunk! Shoot your entire load in my pussy! Fill me up with your sticky love juices! Fuck me with that fat cock! I want it! I need it!

 “Come on, baby, come on! Make me come! Make me come, baby! Make me squirt! Make me come with your massive cock! Make me come! Please make me come! Make me come!

“Ejaculate your semen in my pussy, baby! I want to feel you ejaculate inside me! I want to feel your sperm fill up my pussy. Fill me up! Fill me up so it comes out of my fucking mouth!

“Your moans sound so fucking hot! You smell so fucking wonderful! You feel so fucking soft, too! Your cock gives me such pleasure! Please don’t stop! Don’t stop! Please! Please!

“I’m your dirty little cum slut! Fuck me so hard that you hospitalize, baby! Fuck me into a coma! Give me brain damage! Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit! Oh shit!

“Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh, Jesus! Oh, Jesus! Oh, Jesus! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh, Christ! I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come!

Georgia’s back arched. Her vision blurred. Her nerves tingled. Her hips bucked and trembled. Her body quivered as if she was having a seizure. She could not stop smiling.

Georgia whimpered, “Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...! Oh, God...!

“Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...! Thank you...!

“Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Oh, Jesus...! Thank you...! Thank you...!”

Georgia’s mind was consumed with darkness and she had a total blackout. Her body and limbs trembled under the effect of her numerous orgasms. Her face was the picture of elation. Her limbs remained stuck. Like her roommate, she was trapped in this place forever.

 

The End

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