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it's Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild and Bed,
your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger licking
good fantasies. You know this podcast is best enjoyed laying
on your bed. Just loosen any clothes and put your
earbuds in, closing your eyes, and surrender to the pleasure
of my voice caressing over and inside you. And when
you're ready to surrender to pleasure, just go ahead and
take a deep breath and hold it for a moment
and let it go with a sigh, letting go of
any tension, any stress. For the next twenty minutes or so,
it's just you and my voice. This is your time,
your time to relax, your time for sensuous satisfaction, your
time to release that in a woman as you listen
to my voice and feel the story moving through your
body as you enjoy tonight's show. Taty tried to control
the pleasure moving through her body, but all she could
fill with those long fingers of Caralou, massaging deep inside her,
her thighs so wet with her slick it was all
she could smell. He held her there, right on the
edge of an orgasm, painfully close now, and every large
stroke of his fingers all he did was force that
She was used to her pussy clutching, but this was
far beyond that. Her whole body clutched, would need, her
core clutched with such an intense desire it extended all
the way down her legs, her toes clutched in desperate
need to keep control of the climax, swirling through every
vein of her body. As Caraleou's fingers continued to torment
her desire, his head lifted looking toward the sky, and
his jaw dropped open, as if roaring at the sky.
Tatty waited for a sound, a noise, something, but she
couldn't hear a thing. He just stood there, silently, roaring
at the sky. But there was something, a sound, on
the very edge of her hearing. If you hadn't been
watching him, she might not have even believed it was
a sound, perhaps a figment of her imagination. As his
mouth closed, she wasn't sure if the sound had actually stopped.
It seemed to echo in her mind for long moments.
What she was sure of was how much she needed
to come. Her whole body screamed at her for satisfaction,
but as she pushed down onto his fingers, he slid
them back, holding them at the perfect position to intensify
her sensations, but not to give her satisfaction. Bustard, she whispered,
not now, he commanded, soon, but not now. His green
eyes burrowed into her, pinning her to the ground. It
wasn't long before there were sounds of movement about them,
more watoks, Tatty presumed. Caralou just sniffed the air and
smiled to himself, and gradually more of his kind appeared
from the undergrowth. Cautiously walking into the clearing, they looked
around suspiciously, first at Caralou, then at Tatty. As they
settled down, Carolu looked around the collected males, smiling, He
simply said uzepha, before removing his fingers from Tatty's aching
pussy and holding his hand triumphantly before him. The men
all smelled the air, their concerned looks turning to wide
smiles as the chant of a siever grew slowly at first,
and then getting louder and louder. Watching their eyes turn
all the same emerald green as Caraleous in their gazes
dancing over her aching body, Tatty was suddenly aware how
naked she felt in just her night shirt, how fucking
erect her nipples were under the soft material, and how
turned on she felt with all them watching her intently,
more than aware of their growing erections. Fuck, they were huge.
A wave of embarrassment flooded over Tatty, even though she
was a most heavily dressed person in the group right now,
she pulled her arms over her breasts and an attempt
to cover herself. Caroly's gaze fell hard upon her, his
head tipping side to side as he studied her. Momentarily,
Somewhere in those beautifully intense eyes, it was a spark
of recognition, a moment of realization. He turned to the
huddled men, his voice demanding an expectant our rain and
needs silk. The men all stopped their looks suddenly concerned
as they studied Tatty laid before them. Nodding, They took
a step closer each man within an inch of her,
a protective wall around her, their erect cocks throbbing above
her prone body like some strange guard ceremony from outside
a palace. As one, they grasped their erect cocks, their hands,
stroking up and down slowly, at first, deliberate motions of
their hands along their entire length, the muscles inside their
cocks rippling up and down their shafts. The air filled
with a gentle humming sound, as if stroking became harder,
more intense. Even their long fingers struggled to reach around
the complete girth of their hard cocks. But watching them
just above her, stroking their cocks in celebration of her,
damn if that wasn't horny as fuck. She could feel
every movement to their hands as if they were stroking
her pussy. Watching their cocks pulsing quicker and quicker, Tatty
noticed they were pulsing at the end, as if they
were extending that little bit further, And godess, she couldn't
feel that movement all the way into a core, Every
single cock pulsing above her, pushing inside her. Fucked, how
could she not come? But somehow she didn't even come
when they did. Long strands of their sen shot through
the air, surprisingly gently at the size of their cocks.
As a strand settled over her body, Those soft caress
so beautiful as it lay over her naked flesh, it
truly felt like the softest silk. Caroleo stepped forward from
the group, the green of his eyes so intense they
forced her back to arch. Just with his gaze, she
was damn sure he could fuck her senses with just
those eyes. She could feel it thrusting in an outor
needy pussy, the intensity forcing her pussy to clutch even harder.
Why hadn't she come? How could this male hold her
on the very edge for so long, her pussy stretching
for him, welcoming him to enter her in any way
he desired. She ached to be fucked by this man
in every way she could imagine. His fingers skillfully danced
over her body. Her night shirt, which seemed to have
been ravaged by the forest, just fell away. So much
for those expensive night shirts, Tatty thought to herself. He
weaved his fingers through the soft threads of seamen that
grazed her naked body, entwining them, contorting them in such
a beautifully artistic way, the sheer white threads forming into
the most beautiful silk lace lingerie over her body. The
gentle caress of their warm come colcooned her in the
most beautiful sensation, sending tingles through every nerve in her body.
She had never felt more beautiful than she did right now.
She didn't just feel covered, she was completely embraced by
the desire of each and every one of the males
that surrounded her, almost as if they were her males.
Her hariem Caroloo looked at her with a genuine warmth,
his fingers playfully sliding through her hair. A new glow
emanated from the deep green of his eyes as he whispered,
are you ready for Receiver? He didn't wait for an answer,
he just cried receiver again, and the male tribe moved
around her, the fingers touching her. The electricity that ricocheted
through Tatty's body was incredible. She really had never felt
anything like it in her life. Her muscles tensed and
relaxed as a wave of pleasure moved through her, perfectly
orchestrated by the electrifying touch of these men. Her gentle
whispers transformed into mones of absolute desire as her thighs clenched,
that desire returning, this time moving through her whole body.
Not one of them had touched near her pussy, not
one had even touched her thigh eyes, but her pussy
clutched so aggressively with need, her feminine juices were already
dripping down her legs. Her mind was so consumed by
the caress of these men, and of the sensations building
relentlessly through her body, that she didn't notice the first
male dropping to his knees. She moaned loudly as the
sensation of his lips planted firmly on her pussy, sucking
her folds like a ravenous beast. His tongue worked deep
between her lips, tasting her, exploring her, fingering around her
clit as he sucked it between his teeth, dragging it
along the very edge of his teeth, before his tongue
flicked long and hard back along the folds of her pussy.
She couldn't hold back. This was absolute torture. As her
orgasm washed over her body, electrified head to tor with
need as she pushed her throbbing clit hard against his
bristled lips. His hands quickly grasped her as, pulling her
heart onto his face as he sucked her come from
every corner of a pussy. Her orgasm exploded time and
time again over her body. Her legs tightened around his
head before loosening breathlessly. Her body slumped as the orgasm
continued to circulate her whole body without mercy. Another male
dropped to his knees, sucking at her folds, his tongue
flicking with stinging lashes, and her most sensitive nub still
vibrating from her last orgasm. She wasn't sure if her
last orgasm had ended or if it had just continued.
Male after mail ate at her pussy, Tongue after tongue
delved into the delights of her dripping sex. Every time
she didn't think she could endure another orgasm another male
in short she did. The scene around her became a
confused mash of lights and colors. Sensations cascaded through her body.
The orgasms transcended anything she had ever felt. She felt
like she was floating with the intensity of pleasure cascading
through her body. She had moaned, she had growled, she
had cried, but she had no sounds left now, her
throat so hoarse from her orgasms, she was completely empty,
completely stated. Her vision was bleary as she looked weakly
around the tribe of her males that stood proudly around her.
Each one stubbled, chingle listening with her pleasure, a badge,
a medal, an emblem of their new queen. In perfect symphony,
they pressed their hands over their chest and cried as Zefha,
before disappearing into the undergrowth. In the distance, she could
hear grunts and cries. If she had been anywhere near Astute,
she would have realized that there was a battle going on,
But her mind was exhaust by the orgy of pleasure.
She had experienced relentlessly. She had orgasm time and time again,
and they had tasted every last drop of her. Her
eyes drifted closed, the flood of pleasure consuming her. Finally,
the sounds of a triumph return woke Tatty. The last
light of the day was dying as the veil of
night drifted over the clearing. The males lit the clearing
with wooden torches. Shadows danced around the trees bordering the area.
The burning fingers of the firelight caressed their naked bodies
and grasped that the erections were stood proud into the night.
Caroldooke came and stood next to her. My rainer, he said,
his eyes twinkling like emeralds in the firelight. Leaning down,
he kissed her tenderly, sucking gently on her lower lip.
Their tongues explored each other's mans entwining, his fingers sliding
through her hair as he gently pulled her head back,
holding her gaze. Tonight, we will build my home, he whispered,
his hand sliding over hers and lifting her hand onto
his hard, thick cock. Oh fuck, Tatty thought to herself.
Two other males lifted her, each by an arm as
Caroldoo slid underneath her, his tail caressing around his cock,
teasing at the folds of her pussy. As the other
males lowered her slowly down, his tail explored inside her pussy,
stretching it. As she felt the tip of his cock
slowly pressing inside her lips stretched tightly around him. She
suppressed a scream as she felt him all the way
inside her, the walls of her pussy throbbing at the
sensation of this huge cock filling her completely. She waited
for a thrust, but he didn't. His pelvis didn't move.
What did happen was his cock extended up and down,
pisting inside her, the muscles around his shaft, pulsing, rubbing
along her lips, massaging her clip, rubbing every inch of
the inside of her pussy. Her pussy clutched aggressively at
the sensation of his cock massaging it. Somewhere in the background,
she could hear a drumming sound through the lights that
danced across her eyes. Through the lights that danced over
her eyes, she could see the other males dramming their
hands on their muscular thighs, the beat getting louder and
louder as his cock extended up and down inside her,
her whole body trembling as her orgasm grew, stretching her pussy,
her core, filling her completely. As his cock throbbed, trembling
inside her. Her fingers ran through his chest hair, grasping
at it as her moans grew. The gaze in his
eyes intensified by this, tail wrapped around her, holding her
firmly as a motion of his cock grew harder and harder,
faster and faster. Somewhere deep inside his chest. A growl started,
a deep, resonant growl that echoed through his cock, that
vibrated along the walls for pussy and echoed across her clip.
Her whole body tensed as his cocker erupted inside her,
his beautiful streams of silky cum filling her completely. She
grasped at his chest as our orgasm erupted through every
celliner body, pleasure swamping every sense she had. Slowly, she
felt his cock reducing, although the sensation still vibrated through her.
Their gazes held each other as their breathing returned to normal.
Is where it begins. We will take back our world.
We will bring more receiver like you, and we will rebuild.
Pulling her tied to his chest, his heart beat pulsing
through her as his tail wrapped around her, keeping her
safe and secure. Immersed in satisfaction, Tatty looked around the
clearing of the males, her males, watched them consume their passion.
Somehow she knew she was their queen and they would
do her pleasure whatever she asked. As you have enjoyed
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