HornyCollegeGuy
04-11-2009, 03:47 PM
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I wrote this way back when when I was first getting into the erotic artwork of Luis Royo. The writing really just flowed out of me in regards to this picture so I thought I'd share it.
She whimpered as she was taken to the altar where the monster awaited; lying on his back, cock standing straight up in the air, awaiting her pussy. She tried to fight as the priests dragged her forward, and her naked body shivered against the cold metal gloves they wore. They pushed her up towards the monster, one of them telling her, “either you guide him to your cunt or we do; if we do it you’ll be in severe pain.” This made her whimper more, especially looking at the size of it, it had to be over a foot long and as thick as her arm….
She climbed onto the altar and gently guided the massive monster’s cock towards her pussy, closing her eyes she gingerly let the head enter her, then slowly letting more and more of it enter her until she was squatting on the monster. The feeling of how full it made her surprised her, even more she was surprised that she was becoming aroused at this forced rape. The priests began their chant to revive the fallen beast as she began to move up and down on its cock.
She threw her head back and moaned as she enjoyed the feeling of riding the massive monster; knowing that soon it would be alive and cumming, spilling its seed inside her womb spurred her to move even faster, needing her own climax. She rode harder and harder, faster and deeper, pushing against the monster, greedy for more of his thick cock.
Suddenly she felt thrusting, and she opened her eyes to see the monster alive and pushing itself into her as deep as it could go; the priests were on the floor thanking Balthazar for the renewal of life for the monster as both monster and sacrifice moved in unison: fucking deeper and deeper, harder and harder until the girl cried aloud with the sound of her climax and the monster grunted, his seed filling the girl’s womb. She continued to sit there, impaled on the monster’s shaft as she enjoyed the blissful feeling of the cock inside her, still pulsating with jism. Finally, exhausted, she collapsed onto the monster’s chest. The priests moved to pull her off of him but he signaled them to stay put as he planned just what to do with his sex slave……
any comments are appreciated ;-) I tend to not write solely sexual stories, so this was an interesting.....change.
I wrote this way back when when I was first getting into the erotic artwork of Luis Royo. The writing really just flowed out of me in regards to this picture so I thought I'd share it.
She whimpered as she was taken to the altar where the monster awaited; lying on his back, cock standing straight up in the air, awaiting her pussy. She tried to fight as the priests dragged her forward, and her naked body shivered against the cold metal gloves they wore. They pushed her up towards the monster, one of them telling her, “either you guide him to your cunt or we do; if we do it you’ll be in severe pain.” This made her whimper more, especially looking at the size of it, it had to be over a foot long and as thick as her arm….
She climbed onto the altar and gently guided the massive monster’s cock towards her pussy, closing her eyes she gingerly let the head enter her, then slowly letting more and more of it enter her until she was squatting on the monster. The feeling of how full it made her surprised her, even more she was surprised that she was becoming aroused at this forced rape. The priests began their chant to revive the fallen beast as she began to move up and down on its cock.
She threw her head back and moaned as she enjoyed the feeling of riding the massive monster; knowing that soon it would be alive and cumming, spilling its seed inside her womb spurred her to move even faster, needing her own climax. She rode harder and harder, faster and deeper, pushing against the monster, greedy for more of his thick cock.
Suddenly she felt thrusting, and she opened her eyes to see the monster alive and pushing itself into her as deep as it could go; the priests were on the floor thanking Balthazar for the renewal of life for the monster as both monster and sacrifice moved in unison: fucking deeper and deeper, harder and harder until the girl cried aloud with the sound of her climax and the monster grunted, his seed filling the girl’s womb. She continued to sit there, impaled on the monster’s shaft as she enjoyed the blissful feeling of the cock inside her, still pulsating with jism. Finally, exhausted, she collapsed onto the monster’s chest. The priests moved to pull her off of him but he signaled them to stay put as he planned just what to do with his sex slave……
any comments are appreciated ;-) I tend to not write solely sexual stories, so this was an interesting.....change.