Well, the first thing you are going to have to do is spit her out. Not that keeping her leg in your mouth isn't wonderful, but you can't really stay with her part in and part out of you. Since you can't finish swallowing her, you are going to have to let her loose.
Spitting her out proves a lot easier and better tasting than you expected. Tastewise, she is still wonderful, but there is this deep sorrow that she may be getting away. You try telling yourself that once her leg is out, you can swallow both legs, and the rest of her as well. But you will not be swallowing her now, and so some sorrow remains. However, that does bring up an idea. Rae is not waking, so if she doesn't wake soon...
Alas, just as you reach the point when you could get her other leg in, Rae does wake, with a very big smile, but clearly no desire to be your lunch.
"I thought I told you you should ask a girl first." Rae accuses in a tone that includes very little anger, and a smile that suggests forgiving you will be easy.
As you reluctantly let go of her delicious foot, you offer the defense, "You did enjoy it."
"That's no defense." Rae insists, tho she doesn't seem determined to defend that opinion.
"Well, it is something." you respond, "You wouldn't want me doing something that didn't please you, would you?" When Rae doesn't make a counter, you continue, "How about I swallow both of your legs this time? You will enjoy that a lot."
"No, I obviously can't trust you to stop." Rae refuses, "However, I did enjoy you kissing a leg..." Again, a shoe and a stocking are removed, as you expected. But you are distinctly surprised when she starts to remove panties as well. Noting your surprise, Rae hesitates and tries to "explain". "They're damp, and uncomfortable. It's not like I am giving you permission to do anything..." You think she is, and you are pretty sure she thinks so too.
Once again, a delicious leg is extended towards you, and you are savoring a divine taste. The difference is that Rae is not looking terrified, or even worried. Instead of leaning back like she was trying to get away somehow, now she leans forward, encouraging you at each swallow. At times, she encourages you enough that you are thinking of grabbing her and pulling her head into your eager mouth. But you are not sure how to actually swallow her and you just can't stop eating long enough to figure it out. And she is too tasty to think about anything but her great flavor. Her luscious skin is inflamed with passion, which somehow improves the already wonderful taste.
Finally you are trying [and again failing] to swallow her ham, and you are wondering if she will climax without additional efforts on your part. But you decide not to wait and find out. Again your tongue slides up to and into her damp desire, to a squeal and a claim "I didn't say you could...", which is not accompanied by much of an attempt to stop you. Technically, the hand on your shoulder can be said to be pushing you away, tho you doubt it would repel a mouse, but as her excitement builds, it turns from feeble push to vigorous pull, and then into brain-blasting explosion and another bout with unconsciousness. Again, you have a chance to think of spitting her out and then swallowing completely, but again you are just enjoying having her in your mouth too much to think fast enough to put any such plan into action before she wakes and smiles at you.
"Look, I have got to get to class." she excuses herself, "Why don't you come to my room tonight so we can continue this?" Sounds like a great idea to you. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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