Aylar was walking through the city and found the streets completely crowded with all sorts of people, but more than a few men and women had opted to wear as little as possible today, especially those of her generation.
Being 26 herself, Aylar wasn’t bad-looking either; She was very much a stunning woman who by all means had won nature’s genetic lottery; long black hair and copper-skinned, she sported a slim yet curvaceous body that her jeans and white blouse did little to hide, especially her ample bosom, with a great deal of skin and cleavage thanks to the deep neckline of her blouse. Her blouse didn’t reach her jeans either, but ended just over her navel, making it partly visible as she walked. But even though Aylar was born and raised in this city, she didn’t live here anymore. Her presence would only last for the weekend and wasn’t really related to the festival.
The shapely girl walked past a restaurant and looked curiously through the window, seeing a sexy lady busy swallowing a handsome red-haired man in chocolate sauce. Aylar smiled to herself at a particular memory from the first time she had participated in the festival.
She had been a bit shy that time, but her friends had managed to get her drunk enough to feel bold enough for anything, but especially for something particular… Something that had resulted in waking up the next day with a splitting headache, no clothes, in an unfamiliar bed with a bulging belly and two out of four friends missing.
Aylar looked at her watch; she still had a lot of time to spare before her meeting. Perhaps she should use this rare opportunity to have a bit of fun herself? Finding a bar where the music wasn’t louder than her own thoughts, Aylar walked inside. It wasn’t that full, but there was a group of lightly clothed girls and two boys who were groping a mature woman with a bloated belly on one end. Ignoring their giggles and comments, Aylar walked up to the bar and got herself a drink.
She had almost emptied the glass when a handsome-looking man came up beside her and ordered a drink himself. He had a nice tan and was wearing a black T-shirt that was so tight that his muscles were visible through it, and he had a warm smile.
“So, you exercise a lot?” she asked casually, sounding mildly interested.
“I guess I do.” He answered and looked back at her. “I can’t remember having seen you here before. Are you new in town?” The man smiled and looked unashamed at her proud, feminine assets. “I’m certain I would’ve remembered a body… Well, a face like yours!” he corrected with a chuckle.
Aylar let out an amused bark; she was used to being the center of attention. “Not really; I grew up here but moved away some years ago. I’m only here for the weekend. It’s just a coincidence that the festival happened to be on this day; I need to be back at work on Monday. By the way, do you like what you see?” She changed the topic at the very end, skipping right to what she guessed was dominating the man’s mind while flaunting her assets casually.
The man chuckled lightly. “Bruce,” he said, introducing himself with a smile, before emptying his glass in three slurps and holding out his hand.
“Aylar.”, she responded, taking his hand.
He held her hand in a firm grip with the most handsome smile she had ever seen. “Nice to meet you, Aylar. Seeing as you’re so straightforward, I suppose I should be the same. Maybe you would like to come back to my place tonight? I have another “friend” who would love to meet you!”
Aylar noticed the throbbing bulge in his pants and smiled. “Of course, I still have some hours left before my presence is requested elsewhere…”, she replied with a sly smile and gave his toned skin a wet kiss.
Three hours later, Aylar lay nude in Bruce’s bed with her smooth skin glossy from sweat and love juices. Bruce had turned out to be the best catch she had in years. Not only did she adore his powerful body, but his “friend” was equally impressive and had managed to fill her tight pussy to the brim.
Lying on his white bedsheet, her mountainous boobs rose up and down, her head faced the ceiling while her arms and legs were spread, and between her smooth thighs was Bruce’s head, sucking and licking her pussy with his lewd tongue.
“That was orgasmic!”Aylar panted. “I can’t remember the last time a guy was able to come inside me five fucking times in a row! Wow!”
His equally horny reply came from between her legs, “It was all a pleasure… I… I totally forgot! Would you do me a favor, sucking my cock clean? You see, I got to meet someone afterwards, and I won’t have her think bad about me…” Bruce said and made his wet face visible above her flat stomach.
“Haha, you naughty boy! Alright, stand up, and I’ll suck you clean!” From outside the bedroom window, Aylar could hear the noises of the festival and a loud, wet belch that echoed, reminding her that if she wanted to get some belly-fill for herself, she would either have to gobble Bruce up after this, or go on a quick hunt since he was going to meet up with someone else too.
Getting into position, Aylar kissed his cock-head erotically, closed her lips around his shaft, and sucked on it a few times until it was partly cleaned. Bruce, however, didn’t exactly make it easy for her by plowing his cock up and down her throat. It didn’t take long before she accidentally lost him.
“Ow, take it slowly! I can’t do this properly if you’re too fast!”
“Sorry,” Bruce answered, but then a smug smile appeared on his lips, and Aylar felt him grab her head and hold it firmly between his hands.
“Bruce, what are you- Nngh!” Her face was brutally slammed onto the cock, but with such a stretch that her entire head vanished into the slit. She waved with her hands to keep her balance on the bed edge, but she was apparently in no danger of hitting the floor as the cock immediately began sucking her further inside. The tunnel was filled with warm, gooey cum that coated Aylar’s face and completely ruined her hair, but the strong contracting muscles continued to pull her deeper inside. Her round boobs were sucked inside quickly afterwards where hot, pulsating tissue gripped and kneaded the soft orbs. She could hear Bruce pant and moan as his cock devoured more and more of her body.
“Bruce, you know I was actually thinking of having you for a festival lunch afterwards... but this might work out just as well instead,” Aylar gasped and swallowed a mouthful of cum.
The only reply was another grunt from the outside as her smooth belly slipped inside the grooving limb. While she was being dragged deeper into the cock, Aylar had come to realize that the member was growing at the same time, expanding around her supple body and before it managed to swallow her firm butt; On the other end, her head was being emptied into the churning balls, and the rest of her body followed quickly. Her thighs, legs, and feet vanished with a wet slurp and soon, Aylar was curled up in the hot chamber which quickly was almost comple up by her form. The brunette relaxed against the rubbery walls and smiled, still aroused; the festival had turned out to be more fun than she remembered.
Tags: vore, male vore, predator, male predator, cock vore, female prey, M/F, samesize
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Story by Oberon |
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Artwork by Exemi |
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