“Neither of you boys is thinking straight,” May told them with a little laugh. “We’ll be seeing her again ourselves, when we’re in Cherry’s stomach too.”
“Mmmmmm…” Cherry let out a soft moan of pleasure, and glanced down at her bare midriff. The lone girl who was now inside her was too small to cause a noticeable bulge in her tummy, which remained flat… and very sexy. “I felt her go down all the way,” she informed them. “I can feel my stomach contracting…” A gasp of pleasure escaped her. “She was tasty,” she teased, and winked. “And now she’s all mine. I’m never going to let her out, until it’s time to…” She trailed off, leaving that comment unfinished, and grinned. “Who wants to go next? I’m still very hungry!”
François sighed happily as Cherry delicately plucked someone else from her eager meal crowd, and ate him. He put his hand briefly on his penis, stroking it as he watched Cherry swallow her second prey. The shiver which coursed through his body was almost overpowering. Beside him, May laughed. François’ cheeks reddened. You’re stimulating yourself in public! He was not the only one, however, and May simply seemed amused.
“I’m sorry,” he said, embarassed.
“No, don’t be,” May told him, while Cherry lifted her third prey from the group. “It’s rather cute. May I?”
He nodded, without even knowing what she wanted to do. She smiled, and reached down to touch his hardened, erect penis. She caressed it just for a moment, then gave it a playful tap, flicking it with her fingers and causing it to jerk. It hardened even further in response, and she laughed. “That should help!”
“Oh, god…” He let out a quick moan, and turned to put his arms round her naked body. She smiled, a warm, beautiful smile, and rose on her tip-toes to kiss his lips very lightly. “We’re missing the show,” she reminded him in a whisper, while Cherry sucked her wriggling fourth prey into her mouth.
“So we are.” François returned May’s kiss, just as lightly, then, his arm still round her, he turned back to face the giantess as she swallowed her food with a gulp. They watched together while Cherry ate four more people, taking a moment to enjoy each of them before she gulped them down into the oblivion of her digestive system. With eight people securely settled in her stomach, she paused, and released a sweet sigh of satisfaction, which for some reason François found incredibly arousing. Her tummy was still flat, revealing no outward hint of the food willingly trapped inside it. She rubbed it gently with a satisfied moan.
“Well,” Cherry said happily, “I think I’ve still got quite a bit of room left. Who else wants to help me fill up my tummy?”
The young man who had been standing next to François stepped forward before anyone else could. He was grinning with anticipation. He was fairly tall, almost as tall as François himself, had light brown skin and wore his dark hair very short. One of his teeth was golden, and it occurred to François, momentarily, that it would probably pass through Cherry’s body undigested. “Pick me,” he said proudly. “I’ll fill you up, baby.”
Cherry laughed. “Confident, aren’t you? All right. Let’s see what you taste like… and what you feel like inside me.” She reached down for him. The man turned to look at May and François, and winked. “See you both soon,” he said, before Cherry lifted him off the table. “Oh, yeah!!” he shouted as she carried him up. “Wow! Woo! Best ride ever, baby!”
Cherry grinned at him. “If you enjoyed coming up, you’re going to love going down. Come on in!” She opened her mouth wide, and tossed him inside. She sucked him in quickly, and played with him only a brief moment in her mouth before she swallowed. She lifted her hand to the bulge in her throat, and, with her fingers, followed his path down into her stomach, issuing a soft moan of pleasure as she did so.
She licked her soft pink lips, her dark eyes twinkling as she gazed down at her eleven remaining prey.
“Well, he wasn’t too bad,” she teased. “Mmmm, I can feel my stomach welcoming him now.” She leaned forward, resting her arms on the table once more, and her head on her forearms, her lovely face right in front of them. “Who’s next?” she asked in a soft, seductive, inticing voice. She opened her now empty mouth, offering them a full view – the closest any of them had got to seeing it yet. Beyond her perfect lips, her white teeth framed the inside of an adorable pink cavern. Her soft-looking tongue lay ready to welcome them, and to propel them back towards the far end of her mouth, which all of them could now see clearly – the pink, fleshy entrance to her throat. François’ penis shuddered with desire, a shiver of pleasure and longing rushing through his entire body as he realised that nine people had already vanished into that cavern, and that he was now looking at his own imminent fate. Soon, so very soon, he would be a lump of food sliding down Cherry’s throat, and giving her pleasure as he did so. The thought was exquisitely pleasing; the anticipation caused an almost painful strain in his entire being, but the pain of longing was, itself, a form of overwhelming pleasure.
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