Interlewd: Mind Mingling part 1

I sat, watching over the endless mental landscape. The rolling hills that looked suspiciously like breasts and the trees, well they were phallic in nature. This wasn’t even counting the tentacle forest. My, oh my, my mind certainly is a perverted place. All that Internet porn is not doing me any favors or maybe it is? It was all in how you looked at it I suppose. Really, this place was a perverted wonderland, dripping with lust and various bodily fluids.

At the least in here I was a normal girl, well normalish I suppose. Shoulder length black hair and blue eyes. It is weird looking at oneself or rather an image of what I once looked like. My boobs were like Bs at best and I didn’t have much of an ass. Between my legs was a tuft of dark hair right above my mound. Not really much else all that unique about me.

Sub loomed behind me, looking as I do in the real world. The smooth black carapace shone with blue hues in the light and her queenly orange wings bristled in the sunlight. The white face that looked more like a mask of bone and the deep black eyes, leading into the abyss that was Sub. I am still getting used to that. She did have Ds, but they were hard and there were no nipples. Her large abdomen extended from behind her, nearly scraping the ground. The four scrawny arms ended with clawed fingers.

Sub groped me from behind, “Why are you staring off into space? I thought we were going to be mingling.”

“Sorry, this place is still weird to me,” I replied, giving her a light kiss.

“You will get used to it. So what did you wanna do first?” she asked, licking my neck up and down, sending shivers radiating through me.

Hmmm, what to do? Well, there was that. Every girl’s fantasy or perhaps just one of my many. Boris, oh Boris! That sizzling hot hunkasaurus rex. How did this work though? I held my face, concentrating and blushing as I brought to the forefront all the defining features of that man beast. The elusive and decadent anaconda between his legs. I had never actually seen it in all its glory, but I can easily fill in the blank. His toned and sculpted man booty was far more than enough to make me squeal in delight. The tight bulging muscles all over. Those sparkling baby blue eyes and that rugged, domineering chin covered in stubble.

Just as my mind chiseled this masterpiece into existence, Sub took on his form. Oh, I didn’t see that coming. I stared up at his towering form, sheen glistening off of the oily skin. Ah, yes. Just as I remember. He smiled down at me and I shyly looked away. Oh god, this is totally fucking awkward! I mean imagining it is one thing, but having him here, before me is another. Wait a minute, his dick is too small. I remember this beast it was like a moose in preportions. I waved my hands like a snake charmer, grow damn you, grow! There we go, yes, yes! All the man meat. I want it to break me, I want it to destroy me!

"What did you just do to me?!" he gasped in surpsise.

"I gave you a better dick, now calm down."

“Oh, Vesper,” he said in that deep voice and shivers ran down my legs.

“Boris,” I replied dreamy eyed.

“Vesper.”

“Boris.”

“Is that all you are going to say?” he asked, irate and slapped me with that third leg.

“Dammit, Sub! You ruined it.”

“Well, are you going to just sit there all day or are you going to do something?”

“It is called romance Sub. You know setting the mood.”

Sub smirked, “Oh? Looks like you are already in the mood. I haven’t even touched you yet and you are that wet. Know you any shame? You dirty girl.”

“Says the one popping a boner already,” I declared, pointing at the rigid dick.

“Well, I have wanted to fuck you for a long time now.

“I can do whatever I want right?” I asked gulping a little.

Boris flopped his manly muscle onto my face, it blocked out my view. It is a good thirteen inches of hard, drool inspirring cock. Any thought other than worshiping this shaft was buried below the weight.

“So, so big.” I commented, smelling it and reaching up to touch the pulsating flesh.

It certainly was a manly musk. A strong fishy scent. I had not enjoyed this smell in a long time. Years if memory served correctly. I guess I really am backed up. I guess there was no point in putting this off, it was time to get it off. My fingers coiled around the juicy dick and it squirmed. Oh, you like that, don’t you big boy. Strangely, I could feel my hand, or rather something stroking between my legs, but there was nothing there. Wait, does this mean I can feel what Sub feels? My hand eagerly stroked up and down enjoying the thickness and the hardness of his dick. It certainly felt good. So I guess this is how it feels to give and receive a hand job. My hips squirmed as I rubbed my legs back and forth in frustration.

I took a moment, looking him in the eyes. It made me feel so low, so submissive down here on my knees serving this cock. His bulky hand sat on the back of my head, encouraging me. Well, how could I possibly refuse that? Especially when it felt so good. The throbbing cock stared me down like some great predator, drooling with hunger. Precum dribbled from the head. I stuck my tongue out and licked the underside eliciting a sharp inhale from above. The glans were so sensitive and delightful to tease. I ran my tongue up and down the length, stroking near the base. Every pass made it more eager and my head felt more and more warm, foggy.

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I came all the way to the top once again, kissing the tip and then I sucked it in. The hand on the back of my head let go for a moment out of surprise, then it grasped on, clutching at hair. It was a little rough, stinging a little, but I like it rough. My lips curled to keep my teeth from scraping and I slid down the shaft until my mouth was full. My pussy throbbed between my legs, it wanted it bad, but for now it was going to have to wait. My mouth pussy comes first after all. The tongue rolled over the girth, finding it hard to make room with this juicy meat filling my mouth.

I closed my eyes, sucking and slurping. This tantalizing taste dribbling all over the back of my throat. My hand kept sliding up and down the shaft slick with my drool as it oozed down every time I pulled back and then worked my way back down. The cock pressed against my throat and I let it sit there for a moment. The hand grasped and I opened my eyes as it forced me to plunge all the way down. I gagged and squirmed fighting it, but it was too strong and held me there. It hurt, but it felt good too, being filled, being dominated and controlled. My eye watered and I nearly went cross-eyed from taking the final couple inches down. A tender warmth spread radiating out from my bulging throat.

“That is it. I knew you were a good cock sucker,” smirked Sub. “Your mouth pussy is pretty I think I will bust a nut in there.”

I gurgled pressing against the muscled thighs. She amusingly let me go for a moment. The full length plopped out and I panted, heaving for breath. “You should warn me next time.”

“That takes all the fun out of it. Ready for round two? Of course you are, you are my little whore.”

Dirty talk… Sub just cause I like it don’t mean you gotta call me a whore. She grabbed my head with both hands and slid herself all the way back down. I trembled in delight. It felt sooo good being spread wide open. This time I didn’t gag and she held it there for a moment before using me like some sort of sex toy. She bobbed my head back and forth as my lips slurped and squelched, sucking as I went. This manly taste. I wanted to eat it, to devour this dick! Up and down, throbbing and moaning. It felt so good, more, more give me more!

My hands clutched his man booty and I willingly gave myself over the to the thrusting of his hips. His cock scraped and churned my throat with every stomach quivering plunge. Why did this feel so good? Definitely, it must be the feedback loop at work. It felt like I was whole heartedly sucking my own dick. Even though I don’t have one. It doesn’t matter. This pleasure this all consuming burning, passion. It feels like I could get lost in this sort of thing. More, just give me more! Something was welling up inside. I could feel it squirming and writhing. Yes, yes. Boris tensed up and I hilted his cock down my throat, eager to receive my reward. It came like a flood and my mind melted into bliss, guzzling it all down.

I flopped back, drooling a little and Boris regained composure before I did. He lifted me up and proceeded to go oyster diving. It had taken me by surprise really. I mean nobody had ever really eaten me out before. The heat spread as his tongue stabbed in, working and teasing to open me up. I gasped and squirmed. He held me still and continued to torture me. I wiggled helplessly as he sucked and teased my clit. He’s pretty good, epp how big is your damned tongue?! I moaned as it spread and forced open my quivering hole. All the little bumps massaged it as it went. It squirmed and slithered until it found a certain spot. My whole body spasmed and tightened up.

“SUB! Not there.”

The tongue flicked back and forth driving me crazy. She was doing this one purpose! Oh, right there. That is the spot. So wet and juicy and sloppy. I held my head, moaning. I could feel my orgasm building and rising a tide of elation and then it stopped. I flopped to the squishy ground and looked around lost.

“Why did you stop?! I was almost there?” I yelled at Boris.

He stroked his manly meat, taunting me with it. Damn you, I want it, I want it! Gimmy, gimmy! I straddled his hips and latched onto his robust chest. He just gave me a knowing smirk and I desperately pressed him against my hungry hole until finally it gained passage. My mouth opened wide, wordlessly, as his thick mass entered. So, so full. I mounted him and worked my ass up and down that fat cock. More. I need more. I rode him, harder, faster, more aggressively, more dominantly. This is mine, this dick is all mine!

We had fallen into a rhythm of my booty slamming down and rising up as I bit at his nipples. He liked that, every time I did his dick twitched. Up and down, up and down! The walls of my pussy clenched and desperately squeezed, trying to milk this stud muffin dry. All the little ridges and ruffles and bumps mashing against his delectable shaft. My pussy spurt juices for a moment as he sloppily slid out. I moaned, trying to get it back in and his hands squeezed my ass, kneading them.

He lifted me up and then shoved me down. I took the whole dick in one go. All of my thoughts were obliterated in that moment. I shuddered in bliss, unable to even move. It felt like my brain was burning. Boris smiled, kissing me and he thrust up into me. I squeaked helplessly as he railed in. My insides revolted against the invader contracting and writhing, it only made everything feel much better, so much better.

I felt so safe and secure against that broad chest. I happily hugged him as his hand grabbed my ass and made me ride his cock. I huffed as his shaft left and moaned when I slid back down. So full, so complete. Melting, I am melting! My pussy is melting. I shuddered and rolled my hips in time with his rising hands. I felt so weak.

“I love you Boris!” I cried out.

“I know you do. Are you ready?”

“For what?”

He didn’t reply, but he did mount me like an animal. He was molding my pussy to know the shape of his dick! I knew what this meant. I wagged my ass happily and he slapped the cheeks, making them jiggle. The sting of his swats only encouraged me. Oh, oh yes that is it, hit me, hit me more. I have been a very bad girl. He lowered himself and groped my breasts, squeezing my nipples and using them to hold on to as he started thrusting. My hole drooled with every movement of his dick. I couldn’t think. All that I could do was hold on for dear life as I buried my face in my hands. He came harder and faster, harder and faster with every body jeering thrust. I gasped as he speared into the deepest part of me.

I screamed and he groaned slamming into me with reckless abandon. So close, close, so close. Cumming, cumming Oh fuck me! He bottomed out and dug his hands into my ass, holding me there. My pussy burned with desire, squeezing uncontrollably and we both came. He tensed up and then the flood poured into my core, my womb greedily sucked up all his hot spunk. My honey hole milked him dry. My mouth parted letting a long, drawn out moan escape.

I slumped and he fell back. My pussy trembled and squirmed oozing our mixed juices. Boris melted away into darkness and the crooked smile of Sub filled the mist. Her wide bloodshot eyes staring at me hungrily.

“Damn that hit the spot.” I smirked laying there sprawled.

“Whew, your fucking mental muff is scary. I thought it was going to eat me,” laughed Sub hovering over me.

“Well, your dick was just so delectable. You did good.”

“You mean you did good, after all this is all by your design.”

“Did you have fun?”

Sub smiled broadly, “I sure did. I can’t believe you let me pound that tight twat like that.”

“I am a girl you know.”

“So you are not nervous anymore?”

“Not really.”

Sub rubbed her fogy hands together, “Oh, how delightful cause I have a few things I have been wanting to do.”

Something tells me, this is going to get out of hand… well, what the hell. I might as well enjoy this. I could use the stress relief.