Descent into the Flesh Pits - Lauren (Finale)
The phallic tentacle pushed slowly into Lauren's pussy. It was probably the single most painful AND the single most pleasurable thing she'd ever experienced. Whatever kind of different flesh the thing was made of, it clearly was made to capitalize on the slime spread by the other tendrils. The thing had small rounded raised bumps along it's shaft. Each time one of them was pressed or brushed against her quivering pink folds it sent Lauren reeling into a haze of ecstasy so fierce it actually hurt. It began to pump in and out of her. Drawing it's long shaft painstakingly through Lauren's body.
Where the previous tentacle was fast and piercing this one took its time. It tormented Lauren, drawing her closer and closer to an orgasm before suddenly stopping and starting again. Once more the slime seemed to be working on her mind. Lauren felt that the times it took to get her to the edge were getting smaller and smaller. The idle feeling in the back of her head telling her that this was kind of hot began to get louder and louder. Several times she actually caught her hips swaying and pushing to the rhythm of the tentacle.
What's happening to me?! Lauren thought, though the only words that escaped her lips were, "Oh fuck...fuck! Oh god...FUCK! YES!!"
That yes turned into a dozen more yes-es. With them something gave inside of Lauren's mind. She was stuck down here after all. Why not enjoy herself? It wasn't as if she could get free. And fuck did it feel good! She'd been doing all this damn adventuring. Working against some latex clad slut and her cronies to stop them from getting to this?! It was almost funny. Let them come down here. Let Trinity try to come down here. The thought of her bound up in tentacles being endlessly fucked was the key. It unlocked the gates to Lauren's first orgasm. After that followed another...then another...then another...
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Where the previous tentacle was fast and piercing this one took its time. It tormented Lauren, drawing her closer and closer to an orgasm before suddenly stopping and starting again. Once more the slime seemed to be working on her mind. Lauren felt that the times it took to get her to the edge were getting smaller and smaller. The idle feeling in the back of her head telling her that this was kind of hot began to get louder and louder. Several times she actually caught her hips swaying and pushing to the rhythm of the tentacle.
What's happening to me?! Lauren thought, though the only words that escaped her lips were, "Oh fuck...fuck! Oh god...FUCK! YES!!"
That yes turned into a dozen more yes-es. With them something gave inside of Lauren's mind. She was stuck down here after all. Why not enjoy herself? It wasn't as if she could get free. And fuck did it feel good! She'd been doing all this damn adventuring. Working against some latex clad slut and her cronies to stop them from getting to this?! It was almost funny. Let them come down here. Let Trinity try to come down here. The thought of her bound up in tentacles being endlessly fucked was the key. It unlocked the gates to Lauren's first orgasm. After that followed another...then another...then another...
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