Thread: Years After the Plague (runawayninja x Tellmi_Moore)

Her stomach grumbling, Sara pressed both fists together and pressed them both against her lips, trying not to laugh and jump up and down with excitement. She cleared her throat and settled down. Yes, sir, I'm a horny little slut and there's no excuse for me. I'm completely irredeemable, she said solemnly, even as she stepped up on the chair and squatted down on it, leaning over the table and Rafe's legs, resting her upper body on his thighs, nuzzling her nose and cheek against his huge shaft lovingly, smelling his musky sweet odour. She took hold of his cock with both hands and kissed the head tenderly, stroking the shaft with both hands, breathing on it, sighing warmly and longingly into his lap. She parted her lips and slid them, hot and wet, mouth watering, over his cock-head, down his impressively thick shaft, scraping his sensitive head against the roof of her mouth, her soft pallet, her tongue lashing and wriggling against the underside of his shaft. She was still sliding her lips down his shaft. Her jaw was as wide as it would go, and her teeth were starting to scrape against the shaft of his penis, so tight was the fit as she continued to slide down toward the base. She sucked air in through her nose, taking a good lung-full of air as the head of his shaft passed into the top of her throat, her throat and tonsils pressing its warm, wet red flesh around his cock tightly as she forced it into her throat, jiggling the back of her tongue against it, tightening her throat around it, pulsating the muscle around it tightly. Her lips kissed the base of his cock, holding her breath and holding his entire member in her mouth and throat. Cradling his balls in both hands, caressing and kneading them gently, her elbows resting on his thighs, she pushed herself up, sliding his cock out of her throat until the top of it was in her mouth. She sucked in her cheeks and encased half his cock in flesh in her mouth, a sighing exhale through her nose vibrating her mouth and nose with a humming that vibrated through her teeth. She inhaled and slid her head down on his cock, slipping him into her throat, held and bounced her throat around him with her tongue... sliding him back out, exhaling and vibrating his cock, sucking in her cheeks and sliding him back in, gargling his cock and holding him in her throat - in and out, in and out, up and down, gargle and hum, exhale and inhale, teasing the shaft with her teeth, grinding her tongue and cheeks into his shaft, scraping his head against the roof of her mouth. She loved listening to him moan and sigh with pleasure, talk dirty to her and calling her a glutenous whore - the dirtier he talked to her the harder her penis became, the wetter and puffier she became. Silently, she had to admit to herself she was a whore for degradation - she loved to be seen as an object, a nobody below consideration or notice it made her feel safe to be simultaneously owned and protected and invisible and un-threatening. Plus it made her hot and tingly. Men were no longer able to get women pregnant, like futas could, but what they could do was produce, nutritious hot wet food for futas in huge amounts - sometimes a pint and a half per load if they saved it up. Suckling Rafe twice a day, she knew he averaged about two to three cups per load. She sucked and sucked and sucked, caressing his balls, squeezing his shaft, her mouth and throat becoming hotter and more insistent with effort. She felt him twitching... and increased her efforts, her mouth watering, creating a stream of saliva that dribbled down his balls onto the table... Mmmmmmgh...! she moaned around his cock, begging him... her stomach grumbled, begging her...