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Elf:
Forest

Forest cried out again as she felt him wiggle inside of her.  Then he lifted her up, causing her to move down on his hand.  Black filled her vision at the almost tearing fullness as she felt like she was impaled on him. 

Her mouth parted in a silent scream as he held her waist with one hand as he pulled his hand out.  Her hands reached back and grabbed the bed, the fabric screeching in her hands as she arched back to ease that burning ache.  She felt raw, hollow, and sore as his hand left her.

The smell of her blood was thick in the air as she dimly heard his words. 

yinsukin:
Ryan

Ryan gently placed her down on the matress, bringing the hand that impaled her up to his lips.  His tongue ran over his fingers, lapping up every last drop of Forest's blood.  His golden eyes looked down on Forest from above, staring at her with lustful greed.

"Are you awake?  Don't worry, ill make you feel good," he said, bending down and reaching for her legs.  Spreading each as far out as he could, he stared at the prize in the center.  The folds gave way to a little button, the clit.  Once again, his tongue stretched out and rubbed the little guy,  His saliva, still coated in her blood lubricated it, his grip tightening on her thighs as he started flicking it.

Elf:
Forest

Forest was dimly aware that she was laid upon the mattress again.  Her hands had torn into it and there was bits of stuffing under her nails now.  The soft fluff was spilling above her head as she opened her eyes to see Ryan looking down at her.

And lapping her blood from his fingers.

He said something, something about making her feel good, and she dimly thought, You just put your bloody fist inside of me how . . .

The burning, stabbing rawness had settled to just a sore rawness by the time he had spread her legs apart.

His head descended between her thighs and his tongue brushed against the sensitive nub at the apex of her folds.  Her hips jolted at the sensation that trailed up and down her spine at and she moaned.  Then his tongue began to dance upon it, causing little shocks to go up and down her body, despite her soreness or intensified because of it.

She shuddered a little and reached a hand down to press his head closer to her, as he was rewarded with more of her sweet lust mixed heavily with her blood on his tongue.

yinsukin:
Ryan

A muffled grunt filled the air as Ryan's head was pushed in between Forest's legs.  That sweet blood of hers flowed into his mouth, giving taste to an otherwise tasteless experience.  The flicking became stronger, more rhythmic, with the tongue being strong enough to physically rock her body a little bit with each motion.  The pace slowly picked up, each flick moving faster and faster until....

It stopped.

Ryan pulled his head out, staring at her with a focused frown and predatory eyes.  "Feels better right?  Now its my turn."

Without warning, with his legs still tight around her thighs, he yanked her towards him, plunging her into his dick until..... "Wait," he whispered, stopping just as the head brushed up against her folds.  "I need to be careful.  Slowly...."

The head, which alone was far bigger than her vagina and vulva combined was pushed inside of her.  Millimeter by millimeter the thing was wormed inside of her meaty flesh.  He had to make sure he gauged her reactions first...

Elf:
Forest

Forest cried out as she felt pressure building up inside of her.  Tension welled up in her body as she was lulled almost violently into bliss on Ryan's tongue.  Her supple thighs began to tremble, her spine arched, and she felt that dam was about to burst . . .

And he stopped.

She made a disappointed noise filled with frustration as Ryan eyed her.

Then he yanked her towards him, her face was still a mask of heavy disappointment.  She was going to yell at him, something.  Or complain when his thighs lined up with hers and she felt the heavy, thick head brush up against her dripping folds.

A gasp escaped her lips as he began to press into her, impossibly large, opening, filling, and then stretching her.  One of her hands gripped his shoulders as the other tore into the mattress again.  Had she breathed, just the act of him slowly sheathing himself inside of her vice tight channel would have taken her breath away.

"Ah, Ryan," she managed to say, her voice thick with agony and ecstasy combined. 

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