Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration

... and harder into her cunt. My cock seemed to grow and bottom out against her cervix, but still I pushed, stretching her, making her deeper.

I gave one final massive, driving, bone-crushing thrust into the woman’s body. She screamed in something between pleasure and agony. My balls tightened. I groaned. I poured my seed out into her waiting slit. I moaned again and closed my eyes, the only sensation I was aware of was the pulsating of my cock, the rhythmic contractions of my balls, the warm, slimy slit was I unloading into, and the steady stream of thick ejaculate that was coursing out of me.

As my semen poured into the body of my paramour, the pregnant woman who was laying on the stone dais moaned again. My eyes had adjusted enough to the faint pinkish-gray glow that I could see her clearly. Her mounded stomach shook, quivered. Her moans seemed to go from sounds of pleasure to sounds of pain.

“No,” she said, trailing off from a moan to a whisper.

What happened next happened all at once. The pregnant woman moaned once more, and then her stomach exploded sending gore and bits of bone everywhere about the chamber. From the center of the well that had once been her abdomen, a dozen of the small, black snake-like creatures emerged, slithering into the murky slime that covered the floor.

I gasped in horror. At the same moment, the woman I had been fucking pushed me off her, spun me around and pressed my back against the wall of the alcove. She grasped my wrists in ...

... her hands and pushed them against the wall, then hovered her face next to mine.

“Seed,” she whispered.

Her mouth hovered inches from mine, I felt her hot moist breath on my face, smelling the earthy licorice fragrance of the slime. Slowly her mouth opened – wide, wider, impossibly wide. From inside a tiny black head emerged, red menacing eyes peered at me. The slime snake dove straight for my own open mouth.

At the same moment, something closed around my left wrist, holding it to the wall. A similar manacle slammed shut just a nanosecond after I had pulled my right hand free I grabbed at the snake creature that now had it’s head in my mouth and was forcing its way down my throat. I gagged and felt my gorge become buoyant in my stomach. I kicked the woman away from me, sending her sprawling in the slime in the chamber beyond as I fought to free my left hand while struggling to prevent this slick, slimy monster from sliding down my throat with my right.

The manacle holding my left hand wasn’t metal – it was some kind of organic material – and it hadn’t closed quite properly, so it finally popped open and I was able to bring my left hand to bear in the fight against the slime creature. I seized it with both hands even as it forced its way even further down my esophagus. My stomach wretched and I gagged as I fought the creature.

The muscle contractions from my heaving finally loosened the monster enough that I was able to pull it free from my mouth, smashing its head ...