Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration

... organize were how badly I wanted to fuck this woman who was on her knees in the slime in front of me.

She had stopped stroking my cock with her hands but had switched to using her lips. She picked up another handful of the slime from the floor of the chamber and smeared it around my cock, then roughly slammed her throat all the way down the shaft until her chin knocked against my balls. She pulled back, then again slammed her face down my cock. Again, again and again, she repeated this performance.

My cock was pulsating with my heartbeat. I probably was dribbling pre-come, but there was no way of knowing with everything being coated with the slime. Globs of the ooze squirted from from the woman’s mouth around my cock, dribbling down her neck and across her breasts.

Finally her head-rocking motions slowed and she stood. I couldn’t wait any longer. I spun her around and slammed her face-first against the wall then used three fingers to pull open her slimy, gaping slit. As I slipped my cock into her waiting, dripping cunt, a stream of warm goop backwashed out of her slit around my shaft, running down my balls and the inside of my legs. Inside her I felt the black things slither around my member, rubbing against it through the walls of her vagina, teasing me, stroking me, urging me towards a climax.

I was horrified and aroused all at once. The aroused won out. After all, I had apparently fucked Clementina with some of these things inside her. So why stop now?

I ...

... went to work, slipping slickly in and out of my slime-covered paramour, pounding my body against her, driving her face and chest into the wall as I rammed my meat in and out of her body. The lust I felt was driving me forward. It was powerful, overwhelming. My cock throbbed, my hips rocked, my stomach slapped wetly against her ass cheeks. The only feeling I knew at that moment was how badly I wanted to unload my juice into this woman’s body. My come. My jizz. My...seed.

That word again echoed through the chamber, both from the woman I was frantically pistoning from behind, and from the other occupied alcoves as well.

“Seed...seed...seed…”

Somewhere in the haze, the thought occurred to me – were there other guys in this chamber who were being fucked? I hadn’t seen any, but it was so dark, I hadn’t really seen anything clearly in the other alcoves. I did see something move, however. Was that another guy? Was Clementina running some kind of a slime fetish party underground? There were sounds consistent with fucking coming from the other alcoves.

My attempt at rationally analyzing the situation was, again, overwhelmed by my lust. I was intoxicated by the moment as I violently worked my slime-covered cock in and out of this woman’s snatch. Our slick bodies slid against each other with every stroke, lubricating our skin and our organs as we pounded towards nirvana. I grabbed her slime-slick hair and yanked her head backwards, using it for more leverage as I drove harder ...