Thread: Milking Fields (Vekseid and Adonia)

Original post copied from Elliquiy Elinor wasnt certain what she trembled from most this weird, limb-melting, skin-scorching, breath-stealing malfunction of her body that had as its primal nexus the throbbing at the apex of her thighs, or the shocked guilt of her utter enjoyment of it. Mary Mother of God, she was riding a LOG. She could already feel the flames of hellfire licking at her naked, shaking body but if this was hell, why did it feel a thousand times better than stuffing her face with a dozen chocolate clairs after fasting for a whole week? Why did it feel as if shed just crawled out of someone elses skin and into this new glowing skin with large engorged breasts tight and heavy and throbbing with each heartbeat, each quivering curve flushed and sweat-slicked with a pleasure she hadnt thought possible? SPANK Stop that! she whimpered. At least, thats what she thought she wanted to say. She longed for her Paddle-- the way it felt in her hand, the feeling of utter control it gave her. But all that control was gone. The heathen owner of the Log had taken her Paddle, broken it in half, fed it to a woodchipper, and replaced it with a pagan oak-sized totem pole between her legs. And coming so soon after her orgasm, that resounding slap on her bottom had an effect similar to adding fuel to an already healthily burning fire. The thought of handprints bigger than the diameter of her Paddle imprinted on her virgin bottom, both cheeks, made her tremble even more, deepening the aftershocks of those divine little tremors that shook her body. How was this possible? Who owns you, pet? All right, you do! she blurted out. But dont you dare spank me again. Not very subtle, that invitation -- especially accompanied as it was by a shockingly seductive wriggle of two perfect, giant-hand branded cheeks. See how easy it is, Johnathan? Melody whispered into Johnathans ear. In the sexual frenzy that gripped the room, Melodys and Harmonys clothes had been removed too, and the two of them sandwiched their captive giant between their voluptuous curves, their round, bountiful breasts sliding like heated satin across his god-like chest and arms as they draped their sinuous arms around his neck and massive shoulders. Because of his size, they had to kneel on both sides of him. In all the craziness, they hadnt forgotten their mission. They truly cared for his soul although admittedly his body and its magnificent assets were a bonus that they were not about to turn down. They felt they were so close to converting him, so they breathed their angelic twin seduction into his ears as part of their work for the Lord. Nothing is impossible, Harmony said, kissing and nuzzling his ear with the soft tip of her nose. Didnt we tell you so? These are all gifts from the Lord, and He has a plan for you. Melodys small teeth gently nipped his earlobe, and she blew sweetly into the shell of his ear. A glorious plan to shepherd each one of us. Panting from the effects of her eruption of pleasure, Melissa sat down on the floor with a thump. She could swear her mini-top had shrunk, and the silky globes of her breasts were threatening to pop stitches open, with the bottom halves already swelling free from restraints, while the provocative scent of her sex mingled with everyone elses. What was she thinking, drinking the milk in the kitchen earlier? She could have waited until she got to Tonalahu, but something about the redolence of sex and milk that drenched the room made her giddy. But really, if she were to make more money than she could have dreamed possible, this was actually not a bad way to go. Of course, they hadnt got to Tonalahu yet While Cherry and Penelope recovered next to her, their soft mouths still fused in slow, sweet giggling kisses, Valentina and Paulina were spooning on the floor on her other side, Paulinas small hand kneading and fondling Valentinas bared breasts, her other hand buried and stroking between Valentinas thighs in their own journey to a squirmy, loudly purring nirvana, Paulinas little pink tongue lapping up and down the other catgirls ivory-smooth neck. Melissa sighed. Of their own accord, her gaze returned to the tableau in the center of the room. And winced sympathetically at that second spank. If she were an artist, she might have been tempted to paint and title the pagan scene Ancient Fertility God with Giant Cock Totally Owning Semi-Reluctant Priestess. And she had to admit that it was a genius move on their giants part by dominating their beloved, clueless and once pure Sister, it would pave the way for showing the other nuns and girls that it was fruitless to resist what she suspected was the newly born Sisterhood of Colossus. Uma regretted not having looked into those jaw exercises that supposedly toned ones cheeks and jaw and neck muscles. What twenty-year-old woman, even a secretly crazed fitness freak nun who toned every muscle in her body, worried about double-chins? Now, if theyd told her that those jaw exercises would come in handy for moments like this Her mouth ached, the impossibly tight ring of her lips around Colossus threatening to split her lower face in half, or at least felt like it. Her jaw threatened to dislocate as an imperious shaft of velvety strength squeezed every molecule of air from her mouth, forming a seal lubricated by her own mouths slippery juices and the milky male slickness jetting hotly down her frantically gulping throat and escaping through her clamped lips and gushing down her chin and neck, while her teeth scraped the sides of that ginormous phallus as she tried to give her throat some swallowing room. But the silly girls around her what were they doing? Every time she tried to pull back, sucking up to Colossuss head, someones bare feet planted on her naked back pushed her forward, ignoring her muffled protests of Ungh! Ungh! translated, Stop! Stop! and sending her lips and jaw gliding tightly down that brawny column, the fingers of one hand curling and sliding halfway around the base, the other stroking his balls. Pull, push, suck, swallow, stroke, repeat the steady friction of the snug O of her hot mouth on an equally hot pillar of enflamed flesh would ensure that she had no lips left after this. Esther has a point, Candy whispered from where she was squashed in between breathless, wriggling bodies. What does that look like, anyway? One oversize hottie yoked to ten thousand girls? Help me, Im having a hard time wrapping my brain around it. Id like to wrap something of mine around Colossus, moaned Hermione from somewhere under Eluri, their naked, nubile bodies a writhing tangle of delicate hands fondling ripe curves, moist lips teasing and licking pink-candy-button nipples, and long shapely thighs grinding each others dripping sex in mutual enjoyment. Mmmm, Penelope purred. She was thinking about the math too. Ten thousand girls meant a respite for her aching breasts, and she was certain she would enjoy the idea of exploding their output. She murmured to Melissa, I think its an excellent idea. Ill call Mrs. Juanvierre to increase our equipment allocation. Extra nurses and chaperons wont hurt either, Melissa muttered. She fished for her cellphone to make calls to Ianira and Marissa. As she waited for Ianira to pick up, she continued watching Johnathan and his gaggle of pets surrounding him, transfixed, unaware that she had her index and middle fingers in her mouth and she was sucking delicately on them.