Thread: A "Home Alone" Type of Night [Hapto x Full~Pride]

She's still bucking and thrusting against the full body teasing as she feels it, like an electric jolt on the end of her penis. Her lungs shake as she recoils back, and again as she feels it twice, an explosion of pleasure on the end of her foreskin sending waves of it into her body as she feels a tongue lick only the very tip of her skin, sliding just onto the underside of her covered head. As soon as she realizes it her body thrusts forward against her will, trying to sink into more pleasure, but the tongue moves back with her, her whole body shaking as despite it the tongue very slowly slides onto the underside of just her head. She throws herself into a long, screaming moan as it starts dragging it's tongue around her covered head, punctuated by her whole body spasming every other second as it licks over the top, even the sensation of her skin being very slowly licked and slid around her pre-soaked and throbing head feeling so good, but still not enough. Her moans peak as it licks just inside, a wave of pleasure pulsing down her head and shaft with each tiny lick of only her cumslit, the wet tongue slowly prodding at it, opening it ever so slightly, each time reminding her how empty her pussy and arse feel as the tongues continue to lick all around them, yet more tongues appearing to wetly pull and tug around the edges of her skin. She feels her wet anus popping open and closed and open while the sensitive skin itself remains as unlicked as her entire drenched pussy, the lips sliding over themselves as her pussy opens and closes and opens, her pussy and anus continually opened to let in nothing, endlessly penetrated by nothing at all, every empty thrust reminding her how hollow she feels. The tongue returns to slowly circling round her cock's head, and no matter how hard and suddenly her body thrusts towards it or how hard her whole cock twitches and throbs with the desire to cum, the tongue stays perfectly in place, slowly licking around and around, refusing even to peel her foreskin and drown her in more unsatisfying pleasure and utterly refusing to touch any part of her shaft all begging for the attention that would make her cum. Just licking around and around and around, never stopping, never getting faster, her whole body moaning in pleasure that isn't enough. Suddenly she feels warm liquid splashing all over her. She realizes what it is, writhing against it, feeling disgusted, her mind having barely the strength left to repel just the liquid off her skin. But not all of it. A few drops remain between the coiled tentacles squeezing breasts, the liquid turning transparent, making her skin start aching beneath them, feeling even more, starting to feel as sensitive as the skin of her pussy. The tentacles massaging her breasts suddenly move, spreading the drops over her entire soft skin. Her back is nearly thrown out as she arches higher against it, as if trying to lift her own breasts off her as they're massaged and squeezed and licked mercilessly, feeling like someone is giving her head over her entire skin except her throbbing nipples. Then the worst happens. It's not her hearing it's voice in her mind, mocking her, insisting it's won - it's the connection the voice creates, leaving her suddenly feeling not just the creature's desire, but the creature, her tongue feeling the sensation of licking her own skin, her soft breasts, her thighs, around her groin, licking slowly around her own wet head. Her tongue is spiraling into the air unconsciously, until the connection ends with it's words, leaving her hating herself for giving in even for a moment. But the creature's words still echo in her mind, mocking her. She tries to shield her own mind against fully connecting as she thinks You... won't... win , her thoughts punctuating by the tongue rolling over the top of her head. You... won't... last... More... impatient... than...... me... she screams, falling forward as it massages her breasts harder, as if to disprove the falsity of her thoughts. She musters every last shred of her dignity into the tought I won't beg! The last word cracks as the tongue prods her cumslit again, sending another wave through her pleasure drowned and wanting body.