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Ovi-Surrogate - 2
by Sailbad (sailbad@storiesonline.org)
***
A companion story to Ovi-Surrogate, Shelly finds she
is not alone in her service to the strange, alien
forest dwellers. She witnesses another young woman
providing for their reproductive needs and gets caught
up in their ritual. (MF, voy, beast, sci-fi,
tentacles)
***
PART 2: Ovi-Sister
Shelley was low on supplies. She needed to go down to
the village to collect her mail and pick up some
essentials. It was not too often that she left her
cabin here on the outskirts of the Brazilian savannah.
She had lost all faith in humanity after her bitter
divorce and now thrived on independence and trusted
only her seclusion. None the less, she had needs and
they necessitated a periodic trip to the village on
the river. The local people scattered sparsely about
the area had a deep, superstitious fear and respect
for her so she really was not too afraid to move about
the region alone. Shelley was a Bearer.
She always tucked her hair up under an old straw hat
and then donned an old tattered shirt and a beat-up
pair of canvas trousers. It made her look like a
little old man from a distance, no need to attract
undue attention to herself, a lone female,
superstitions or not. It was a day's round trip
journey so she started out early. She dragged her
rickety two-wheeled cart from the underbrush and
trudged up the path to the road. It was a fair day and
she lost herself in her thoughts as she walked.
It was about an hour into her walk when Shelley
crossed the path that led down to the old woman's
house. The old woman lived with her young
granddaughter in a shack a short distance from the
main road to the village. Shelley always stopped to
check on them when she passed to see if they needed
anything. She pushed her cart into the bushes and
started down the path to the old woman's house.
About three-quarters of the way to the shack Shelley
came to something hung on a bush beside the path. It
was a dress. Shelley recognized it as one the young
girl wore. It was draped over the bush as if put there
deliberately. Shelley assumed it was hung there to dry
and went on to the house.
Shelley called out when she came in sight of the shack
but nothing stirred. She walked up to the porch and
found the door open. She called again but got no
response. She stepped up onto the porch and peered
into the doorway. She could faintly hear what sounded
like a rapid muttering. She stood at the door trying
to adjust her eyes to the light and then she saw her.
The old woman was kneeling on the floor in the corner
of the room, rocking back and forth, clutching her
rosary beads and hastily uttering her Hail Marys. She
was obviously very upset about something. Shelley
stepped slowly into the room and approached her.
Seeing Shelley the woman frantically crawled toward
her and reached out to her. Shelley knelt in front of
the woman, braced her shoulders and tried to
understand what was wrong. Shelley did not speak much
Portuguese but she could make out 'forest' and
'demons'. Shelley asked, 'Maria?' trying to find out
about the woman's granddaughter and the woman just
broke down crying and talking more about demons but
Shelley finally picked out the term 'Bearer'. The girl
was a Bearer! She'd been called for her union!
Shelley hugged the poor woman and rose to her feet.
She moved toward the door and the woman clung to her
legs, urgently trying to keep Shelley from going
outside saying 'no' and 'demons'. Shelley braced the
woman's shoulders again and pulled herself away,
leaving the woman wailing on the floor.
Stepping into the open, Shelley looked out into the
forest. The creatures were out there someplace
implanting the girl. She knew she had nothing to fear
from them if she respected their seclusion. She knew
what the girl would be experiencing, rapture like
human sex could never be. She just smiled to herself
and proceeded back up the path toward the road.
She reached the point where she found the dress draped
over the bush and then something suddenly hit her.
Arousal. Shelley was overwhelmed with a mysterious
urge that was luring her. She stopped and sniffed the
air around her. It was coming from the right. She
realized what it was almost immediately. It was the
pheromones they used to summon her into the forest for
a mating encounter. 'They', of course, were the
strange alien creatures of the forest, those
unearthly, octopus-like beings unknown to the
civilized world that inhabited these forests.
Creatures that maintained a bestial, symbiotic
relationship with local human females, the Bearers, to
mate and produce their young. The same creatures that
once a month lured Shelley into the forest to implant
an ovum in her uterus and then impregnate her.
Without thinking she plunged into the undergrowth,
seeking out that irresistible call and the familiar
delight waiting at the source. Shelley started
unbuttoning her blouse and pulling it over her
shoulders almost giddy with anticipation. She paused
to reacquire the scent and then resumed her search.
The only apprehension in her was how she would be
received. These may not be her mating pair and that it
wasn't her time of the month. Shelley didn't care; the
pull was too strong. She started to unfasten her
trousers for she sensed she was close now.
Suddenly she heard a loud gasp followed by a lilting,
young voice uttering words she could not understand.
Shelley quietly turned toward the sound and slowly
crept around a bush. There, in a clearing a few feet
away was the girl, her naked skin glowed in the dim
forest light. She was already lying on her back with
her legs spread and her knees up. Shelley froze. This
was not her ritual, it was not her time, and she must
not intrude. Interference at this point would not only
disturb their reproductive rites, but she could also
endanger herself. She knew the creatures were very
strong and there was no telling what they might do to
an interloper.
Shelley melted back into the shadows. As afraid as she
was of being detected, she was still drawn to the
strong scent of the pheromones the creatures were
exuding to lure and subdue the girl now in their
possession. Resolved to stay back, Shelley took up a
good vantage position and used this opportunity to
witness the ritual from a fresh perspective. Shelley
stood toward where the girl's feet were pointed and
slightly to one side. The creatures must have just
arrived because the procedure was just beginning. Two
of the creatures were positioned at the girl's side,
even with her chest and two more were between the
girl's feet.
In the dim light she could make out the shapes of the
creatures. They were roughly shaped like octopuses
with a body about a third of a meter in diameter, six
snake-like tentacles and a smaller, special function
appendage at the back of their bodies. They had large
black eyes mounted on the top front of their bodies
and a smooth, clammy, leathery skin. She could tell
the males from the females by their seventh, 'stinger'
tendril. The female's was larger and housed her ovum
depositor and the male's was narrower and defter.
The two creatures between the girl's legs were the
mating pair while the two at the girl's sides, the
guardians, were there to restrain her during the
process. Both of these creatures were males and they
were just laying hold of the girl. They anchored
themselves to nearby growth with their strong
tentacles and wound a tendril each around the girl's
wrists and just above her knees. They didn't draw her
tight, she had plenty of slack to move her arms and
legs, she was bound just to control any violent
thrashing. The female creature approached the girl's
crotch, its tendrils slithered and rolled over the
ground to propel her up to the girl's pelvis, which
the female heaved herself upon and settled.
The girl lifted her head to watch as the female lay
herself squarely just above the pubic patch. The
female's middle tentacles crept around the waist of
the girl and the hind-most tentacles wrapped around
her upper thighs. The stinger that was arched over the
female's body curled the other way and arched downward
to the girl's sex. As the stinger came in contact with
her vulva it started to secrete a thick fluid from the
tip. The girl dropped her head and rolled it from side
to side as the tendril's tip pushed into her thick,
wild, curly mat of pubic hair and started to smear it
slowly up and down the slit of her labia. Her young,
pert breasts danced and jiggled in unison on her chest
as she moved, her nipples and areolas hardened to
sharp points.
Shelley slowly let go of her pants, which fell around
her ankles and pushed her hands down into the front of
her panties almost subconsciously. She knew the
delights that were in store for the girl and she was
living vicariously through her as she watched. Two of
her middle fingers of one hand slipped into her vagina
as two other fingers on her other hand surrounded her
clitoral hood and ground slow circles. She heard the
girl cry 'Ai. Ai, sin. Ai, min.' and then the heavy
chemical potion of pheromones released with the
creature's secretions hit her. A sudden wave of
ecstasy swept over her as the scent triggered a
surprise orgasm. The suddenness robbed Shelley of her
strength and she fell to her knees.
The stinger continued its work. It had made a patch of
wet, matted hair as it slid slowly up and down. Lips
at the end of the stinger opened and a pink, finger-
like probe emerged and started licking around in the
dense pubic tangle as it sought out the girl's labial
slit. Finding it, the pink inner tendril curled back
and forth between the labia, parting them and pushing
the thick hair out of the way.
Once the girl's sex was satisfactorily opened and
exposed, the finger surged down, hooked into the
vagina and then twisted in a circular motion around
the opening. The girl gasped as she was entered and
arched her hips upward. The stinger centered over the
speared sex and its lips stretched open in front of
the afflicted girl's vagina and then mounted the
vulva. A slight gurgle became audible as the implanted
tendril charged and plundered the girls' captured
inner reaches, working its tantalizing magic in a way
Shelley knew only too well.
Shelley watched the female's stinger gyrating in all
directions as it plied the entrenched ovum-depositing
tendril within the girl. She could see the lips of the
obscene organ clamp and clutch greedily over the black
haired vulva like a hungry mouth sucking at a breast.
Copious amounts of the creature's lubricating fluid
oozed out from between the enmeshed organs and drooled
over the girl's butt and onto the mossy ground.
Shelley's panties were becoming a nuisance to her and
they had to go. She pushed them to her knees and then
rocked from side to side to get them past her knees
before shoving them to her ankles. She fell back onto
her haunches spreading her knees wide before plunging
her fingers back between her swollen, pouting labia.
She tried to push her fingers as deep as possible into
her vagina to duplicate the sensations she knew the
girl would be feeling. She inhaled deeply trying to
gather as much of the narcotic aroma as possible as
she twiddled her clitoris faster. She wanted to join
with the pair before her and share in the rapture and
the mystic ritual.
The girl started issuing long protracted gasps and the
female's stinger froze in a rigid arch. Shelley knew
that the female's tube-like tendril was now fully
lodged in the girl and was pressed firmly against her
uterus. The girl took a deep breath and held it, which
Shelley understood immediately to be the implantation.
Sufficiently prepared, the girl was having the
creature's egg slowly pushed into her womb. Shelley
herself became still in empathy for this crucial
moment.
The girl let out a steady, soft moan signaling that
the female's tiny inner tendril was delving up into
her cervix to ensure proper placement of the egg.
Obviously assured that everything was as it should be,
the stinger began twisting and bending around between
the girl's thighs and more fluid spilled out over her
crotch. The female was preparing the girl for the
male's mount. The girl uttered a sigh as the tendril
slowly withdrew from her vagina.
Shelley could see a bulge moving up the underside of
the stinger as the tendril was extracted. With a wet
plop the stinger pulled free of the ravaged mons and
then started dobbing the girl's entire pubic area,
slathering gooey doses of the fluid over the girl's
thick, dark hair, making the perfect environment for
the male to apply himself to the ripened surrogate.
The female uncoiled her young captive and lifted
herself on her tentacles above the girl's messy pubis,
her stinger still smearing and rubbing the matted
locks. She stepped over the girl, arched her stinger
tendril under her body and then slithered off into the
bushes.
The atmosphere was now saturated with the heady
pheromones and before Shelley could even coordinate
her efforts, a tremendous climax seized her and
wracked her body in convulsions. Every muscle in
Shelley's body tensed as she responded to the signals
triggered in her brain. Shelley gratefully accepted
nature's reward for reproductive receptivity as every
nerve she possessed was treated to its absolute full
capacity of pleasure.
The orgasm hammered her, like some tremendous leach it
sucked the strength from her. Shelley felt like she
had swam twenty miles and thrust herself on some soft
warm beach with the last ounce of energy she had. She
fell forward and collapsed balled up in a heap on the
ground. Her head still turned to the scene in the
clearing.
The two attending creatures had brought the helpless
girl into position for the male to inseminate. They
had pulled her knees up toward her chest so that her
anus was now away from the ground and her vagina
pointed skyward. Her brown labia puffed outward amidst
her wet pubic tangle in an open invitation. The male
was about to mount her. His leading tentacles lay over
the girl's crotch and crossed under her back. He
lifted himself on his hind tentacles as centre
tentacles hooked over her thighs.
He pulled himself up onto her and began to bend
himself to mold to her exposed crotch. Once in
position he wasted no time in binding himself to her
with his rope-like tendrils encircling her hips and
thighs. She was his now. His tail tendril coiled and
twisted beneath him between her butt cheeks, spreading
the slick wetness from her matted pubes, lubricating
its entire length. It was groping for her anus,
looking for the hole through which he could plant his
tail to anchor himself to her for his rigorous
insemination enterprise. The tip whipped up and down
her crack searching for her puckered anal cavity. He
found it and the tip slithered over the accumulated
fluid and then began to worm its way in.
The girl squealed as the tip entered her. The
remainder of the tail aligned itself in a straight
arch and slid into her in a gradual movement. Shelley
knew from experience that it was coiling inside her
rectum and using the tight ring of her anus as
leverage to pull itself in. The girl squealed louder
as the tail thickness successively increased. The
thickness grew closer toward the base until it became
narrower right at the base. The tail disappeared into
the girl's butt right up to its thickest part and then
it sank into her in a rush that the girl audibly
hailed. The tail was massing itself just inside her
rectum to make a secure plug that held him in place.
Thus secured, he began to undulate and heave his body
against her to maneuver himself into the right
position to implant his other tendrils. Their bodies
plopped and smacked amidst their slimy bond. Shelley
admired the secure embrace their bodies made. This
lump-like being was fastened to this tender, lithe
young girl's crotch so steadfastly that she could have
easily risen and walked about while he passed his seed
to her. Vines didn't cling to trees as implacably,
impregnation was so obviously his goal and he would
not relinquish her until he had accomplished it.
Shelley wondered if any creature in nature were so
well suited to cling to a woman's sex as this and what
a mystery procreation was. If not for the differences
in color, they could almost be mistaken for the same
being.
The girl excitedly exclaimed a long utterance too fast
and intricate for Shelley to decipher. Knowing the
procedure intimately, Shelley surmised he was working
his tiny tendril up the girl's urethra to plant in
there the nutrient that his young would need before
delivery. It was an indescribable sensation. Shelley
only very slowly became accustomed to it herself. Once
used to it, Shelley relished it. She liked the narrow
filament gently entering her and reaching into her
bladder, she liked the feeling as he drank from her
bladder, she liked the feeling of him filling her with
the nursing fluid, but what she liked most was the
gentle tugging the small tendril made against her as
the male drove his member into her vagina.
Just recalling these sensations stirred fresh longings
in her. She raised herself up onto her knees but kept
her head resting on the ground. Her arms were still
beneath her from when she collapsed and she lifted her
hands in search of her sex. Plunging two fingers back
into her abandoned vagina, welcoming the deep
presence, she watched the impregnation of the young
surrogate before her.
The girl was still now, her eyes closed, her head
thrown back and her lips drawn into a broad smile of
delight. He was entering her; there was no mistaking
it. As Shelley made long deep strokes she knew he was
extending his magnificently articulate penis from his
body into the girl's. Shelley could almost feel it
herself, that talented appendage that so completely
filled her feminine cavity and moved itself in so many
delightful ways, stimulating her like no human penis
could until it literally pumped its huge ejaculate
directly into her womb.
She could hear the gurgling noise as the penile
implant delved and groped within. The girl began to
moan rhythmically in response to the gentle
ministrations she was being treated to deep beneath
their entwined bodies. Shelley so much wished she were
part of this, that she were there having that
wonderful organ charming her from within, or at least
to hold the girl in her arms as she enjoyed his sex.
Almost completely soundless, a mass suddenly obscured
Shelley's view and before she could reason what it was
a tentacle encircled her neck while another wrapped
around her body just below her chest, pinning her arms
to her body. The tentacle around her throat drew tight
seizing her breath and fear quickly replaced her lust.
The blood flow from her head backed up and she could
feel her pulse beat heavily in her lips and everything
started to get dark. This would be her end, she
thought. She had chanced an intrusion for curiosity's
sake and now she would pay the cost.
She felt the creature's tendrils travelling over her
body. They groped around her upturned rump and then
ventured between her thighs. Suddenly the tentacle
around her throat released her. As the blood drained
from her head her vision returned and she could see
the rounded mass of the creature at her side. It was a
male and not quite as large as the others. His
attention was now focused on Shelley's sex. His body
glided along the ground and over her calf as he moved
behind her. His tentacles slithered in a coordinated
effort about her crotch, they crowded between her
thighs as the tips prodded and swiped over her puffy
labia. Shelley pulled her hands away and spread her
knees wide not wishing to be resistant to the
creature's attentions in any way.
The creature climbed up her thigh and rested itself on
her butt. Shelley's mind raced; did he suddenly
identify her as a Bearer? Was he stayed by curiosity?
Did he sense her state of arousal and deem her
harmless? And then her reawakened lust asked, 'Was he
going to have sex with me?' She raised herself up on
her hands. The creature was faced toward her rear and
as his hind-most tendrils circled her hips he began to
ease upside down over her backside toward her pubis.
Shelley felt his small inner tendril, the one it used
to penetrate urethras, dart between her labia. One
particular thrust found her vagina and it swirled
around in her. Shelley wondered if he was discerning
her menstrual state or just her arousal. His body
slowly crept around her crotch, his tendrils reaching
over her hips and thighs for support. He hung between
Shelley's thighs, directly under her sex. She felt his
stinger start to slither and curl around her anus and
she knew he was mounting her for intercourse.
Shelley felt relieved not only for her life but also
for her desire. This was just what she had been
longing for. The tip of his tail tried to push its way
into her sphincter but met resistance. The tail then
swept between their bodies where it collected some
kind of secretion from somewhere on his body and then
it returned to her sphincter to try again. It slipped
in, found purchase within her tight ring and then
pulled itself in. Shelley tried to relax as she felt
his ever increasing girth gain her rectum. Just as it
was getting painful, it reached the lump close to its
base, which squeezed in abruptly.
He had securely planted his anchor and Shelley closed
her eyes in anticipation of coital bliss. She could
feel his penis emerging against her vulva but he was
not aligned with her vagina. She wanted to feel him in
her so much and she was tempted to reach in and help
him as his supple organ began to grope blindly for her
sexual orifice. After several trips sliding up and
down between her labia he found her eager opening and
with a slight adjustment of his position he took her
prize.
Shelley almost screamed out in joy as she felt the
talented organ penetrate her. He surged inward a
little bit at a time, pausing as the tip felt around
her depths before advancing again. He plunged deeper
and deeper, finally crowding up against the end of her
vagina. With nowhere else to go, the tip groped every
corner of her most private recesses. Her mind was
reeling at his deft touch and broad capabilities.
Shelley could hear the moans of the young girl before
her rising up in pitch and volume. She opened her eyes
to see the girl tossing her head from side to side as
the bulge between her legs heaved and pulsated. The
rounded lump clamped to the girl's crotch swelled
outward and then his whole body froze. The girl's hips
ground and twisted frantically and Shelly could hear a
sporadic, muffled gurgle that sounded the male's
ejaculation. The girl's body quaked and she strained
and pulled at the tendrils that bound her as her
orgasm burst up to meet his. Shelley knew he was
pouring a tremendous seminal flow deep into her,
gushing and squirting it directly into her uterus.
Exactly what Shelley would be getting very soon.
She closed her eyes again and concentrated on her own
encounter. The delving implant inside her had
thoroughly explored its new environment and was now
feeling about her cervix, finding its size, shape, and
position. The tip of his penis opened up to engulf her
cervix in a procreative kiss. Once fixed to its
target, the whole organ began to swell outward to
securely occupy all affordable slack in Shelley's
vagina. She was absolutely stuffed full of penis and
she thrilled at the knowledge that the best was yet to
come. Starting at the base, the organ began to throb
and pulsate without sliding in or out. It undulated
within her like a big wave that moved up and down her
distended canal. Shelley was ecstatic. This was the
part she loved the most.
Suddenly she felt more tentacles moving lightly around
her thighs. Dropping her head and opening her eyes she
could see another creature approaching her from
behind. It was one of the guardians that were
restraining the girl. His tentacles glided over her
and the other male, closely examining their bond. It
too climbed up Shelley's thigh and rested upon her
butt.
In an agitated state its hind tentacles probed over
the other male's entrenched tail and as much of her as
they could reach. Shelley was worried he might try to
break up the union when she felt him wrap tentacles
around her waist and then lower himself tail first
down her butt. His other tendrils embraced her thighs
and the other male, seeking out any grip they could
find. Shelley then felt his wet penis emerge and then
press into what gap there was between her and the
engaged male. In an obviously high state of arousal,
his penis probed futilely around the other male's
penis desperately trying to find access. With no
chance of entry he made best use of what opportunity
presented him. His tender appendage reached into the
gap between her and the male who was presently
servicing her.
His slick, soft organ extended further. It slithered
through her pubic hair and to her skin beyond.
Apparently satisfied with this, she felt his organ
swell and start its undulations. Unbound by the
confines of a vagina it twisted from side to side
against her pubic mound, tangling itself in her hairs
while its lip-like tip mouthed around below her navel
in a vain search for a cervix to clasp. The bodies and
organs of the trio made a lewd chorus of plops, slurps
and smacks in the otherwise still setting.
Shelley delighted to be the centre of so much sexual
desire. Two sex crazed alien beings now clung to her
crotch and frantically plied their penises to her sex
in a headlong rush for relief. Her own climax was
rapidly advancing upon her and she focused herself on
the two organs working against her. She tensed herself
in anticipation of the orgasm building in her.
The billowing and surging member lodged in her vagina
pleasured her to the brink; the slightest sensation
would push her over. The male hanging below her was
about to deliver that sensation. He had worked himself
to the pinnacle of his own limits. With a firm throb
at the point of his deepest extent in her, his body
got rigid and then he issued. A gush of his thick seed
pulsed through his implanted tube and directly into
Shelley's uterus. Another followed and then another.
Shelley felt the swelling as the flow filled her womb.
The creature's inseminating tendril lost its grip on
her cervix and still he continued to pump it into her,
spewing wildly out of control. It put Shelley over the
top as a mighty climax tore through her core. Wave
after wave of sublime joy assaulted her body. It was
all she could do to keep from collapsing to the ground
again. The tremendous deposit pouring into her
overflowed her congested vagina and drained past the
creature's rooted penis, spilled over his sides and
ran down her thighs.
As Shelley was relishing her afterglow she felt the
creature's penis shrink and start to retract, he
pulled his stinger from her anus but he could not
withdraw. He was still caught within the grasp of the
other male whose tendrils encased them both. The other
male was quickly reaching his crisis as she could feel
the undulations of his bloated member reaching an
extreme pace. Then it happened, she felt the first
gush blast toward her navel.
The second came and a torrent spilled out between the
intertwined tentacles and splattered on the ground.
More and more spewed forth until he too was spent and
hung exhausted from Shelley's sopping torso. Slowly
they both uncoiled their tendrils and gently lowered
themselves to the ground. Shelley watched them as
their wet, shining bodies parted from hers, thick
globs and strings of their semen dripped from her used
body.
All the area was peace as they slithered into the
bushes. Then another tentacle wrapped around her leg.
The other guardian came forward to take his turn. She
did not know what was compelling them whether they
were affected by the pheromones, if they were
attracted to something she herself exuded, or if they
were just opportunists. Shelley felt too tired to
bring on another orgasm herself but she was perfectly
capable and willing to help him to his. He pulled
himself on to her butt the way that the first male had
and then slid himself under her in the same manner.
This male was bigger and she had to push her knees
further apart to accommodate him.
He found her in a perfect state of readiness as her
entire groin was slathered in viscous fluid. His
tentacles slowly enveloped her, finding the most
comfortable grip for himself. His fore most limbs
crossed behind Shelley's back and hooked over her
shoulders, his hind most limbs looped over her butt
and rested on her spine.
Her rectum was lubricated and waiting for his access.
He made an easy entry into her anus and slid his
anchoring tendril in her up to the hilt. He knotted
the tail firmly inside her. Unlike the small creature
that had taken her earlier, he slowly worked his small
front tendril into her urethra. Shelley thought that
he must realize there was to be no impregnation and no
need to place nutrient in her for his offspring, he
was using it for leverage.
Once set Shelley felt his penis poking into her
ravaged labia and search for her entrance. He found it
and entered her slowly, displacing his fellow's dregs
as he advanced. She appreciated his easy pace and
vowed to give him an enjoyable union. He was plying
his way into her and reaching for her womb when Shelly
raised her head and saw two feet standing before her.
It was the girl, Maria. Maria knelt before her and
Shelley looked up to see a young face smiling warmly
at her. The girl's arms surrounded Shelley's head and
shoulders and pulled her close to embrace. Shelley
rested her cheek against Maria's breast and wrapped an
arm around her to return the embrace. As the male's
penis found her depths and coupled with her cervix,
Shelley felt a glow of warmth and tenderness fill her
for the first time in over a year. The tendril within
her was swelling to establish itself within her vagina
and then the pheromones from Maria's wet pubes wafted
up into Shelley's head. The effect was immediate as
her libido suddenly inflated to full strength.
The penile tendril planted deep within her began its
secluded dance. Swells and bulges rose, rolled and
faded through the entire length of the talented organ
as every tendril the creature had inserted in or
wrapped around Shelley began to tug and heave his
small body against hers. She absorbed the richly
orchestrated sensations as her revived but weak body
built up the momentum that would send her crashing
into another orgasm. She started rocking slowly in
time to his tugging while a light plopping noise of
his underside against her crotch punctuated his
effort.
His undulations within her restricted canal were
driving her to a fit of release; it wouldn't be much
longer for her. She inhaled again deeply and with the
fresh narcotic rush she was delivered. She wailed out
loud as convulsions from another mighty climax pounded
her weary frame. Maria held on to her and kissed her
head until her alarm had subsided.
The creature continued his assault unabated. His own
build up continued at its slow, determined pace.
Shelley courageously maintained her position though it
was taking every last bit of energy she still had. Her
thighs quivered under the strain and she clung to
Maria to help hold her up. A gurgling noise from
inside of her and a now very audible smacking sound
indicated the male was about to ejaculate.
With one final surge, his body froze and then the
great deluge of his sperm was released inside Shelley.
It squirted from his tightly docked organ directly
into her womb, mixing with the pool already there.
Then another gush passed from him into her, inflating
her uterus. A third mighty flow sprayed out of the
loosened grasp his organ had on her cervix. Squirt
after squirt followed, spitting his semen into the
back of her vagina until at last, his full measure was
deposited.
All three beings were still and silent. The creature
was the first to move. He uncoiled his stinger inside
Shelley's rectum and pulled it out in a steady
movement. The tendril in her urethra came next and
lastly he pulled his penile organ from her by
loosening his tentacles and gently dropping away from
her. His organ detached with a plop and a sizable
portion of his remains dribbled out behind it. He
wasted no time in parting gestures but merely crawled
between her knees and disappeared into the jungle.
Shelley could finally relax and she dropped to the
ground like a wet rag. Maria cradled Shelley's head on
her lap and began humming some song. Shelley enjoyed
her afterglow and tried to recover from her exertion.
She was becoming aware of a kinship she now felt with
Maria. It was not just the post-coital tranquility
that they were both feeling but the nature of their
lives as Bearers too. Shelley felt a relief in having
someone to share her dark secret with and she knew
Maria was feeling the same way. They remained on the
ground like that for quite some time, neither
speaking, simply enjoying each other's presence.
The sun was climbing high in the sky and they both
stirred to forsake their rest. They shakily rose to
their feet and as she stood, Shelley's sex disgorged
its contents in a thick gush that ran down her legs.
Shelley tried in vain to dam the flow with her fingers
and as she did she looked up at Maria. They were both
sticky messes from navel to ankles. When they paused
to look at each other's state they laughed.
Maria bent down to retrieve Shelley's hat and Shelley
hoisted up her trousers and fastened them with
trembling fingers. She pulled her shirt back up onto
her shoulders and the pair wove their way back to the
trail arm in arm. Maria found her dress and as she
pulled it over her head and drew it down Shelley
reached out and put her hand over Maria's tummy, where
new life now grew. Maria placed her hand on top of
Shelley's and they just smiled at each other. They
parted after a kiss on each other's cheek and Shelley
watched as the girl disappeared down the trail,
admiring her stoic fortitude.
Today was a loss, it was too late and she felt too
tired and messy to go to the village. Getting home was
her only ambition now. She wondered about coming back
tomorrow to be with Maria for the creature's birth.
For the first time since she came to this place she
did not feel so alone.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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