A Darker Shade of Gray by JJ Argus

Author:JJ Argus [Argus, JJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-07-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

I was left in a garden, a strange garden, with soft leaves underfoot. I'd never seen the vegetables before, whatever they were. They were green and yellow, and grew straight up from the ground on very strong short stalks. They were very – phallic – shaped, rather like cucumbers or zucchinis, and it was only the most natural thing in the world to guide my throbbing, sopping pussy over one and slowly sink myself down upon it.

I shuddered and moaned and cried out softly as the heat and excitement gave me the strength I had previously lacked, riding up and down it, faster and faster, sobbing with the pleasure sweeping through me and over me. I came, crying out, arching and writhing as I impaled myself on it again and again.

I eased off it, gasping, sweating, and found another, sinking down upon it with a glorious sense of rightness, of heat and pleasure and exultation, riding it to a massive orgasm that had my throat aching with my screams of pleasure. Again I pulled off, finding another, and another, and another. I was exhausted, but always I seemed to find the strength to crawl to another and ride it to orgasm.

I have no idea how long passed. I next remember crawling away, the little man on my back, dazed, weary, back to my bed, where dozens of little people crawled upon me, stroking, licking, caressing, sucking, chewing, pinching me to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm until everything blacked out.

And then I was crawling again. This time the reins were attached to the sides of my mouth, to a ring set between my jaws so my mouth could not close. I crawled along, turning as directed, then pausing as another of the bigger men stood there and pushed himself into my open mouth. Two smaller men stood beneath me, mouths on my nipples, sucking – drinking, I realized, and it didn't seem strange that I was giving milk, though I'd never been pregnant.

Wherever I moved there was almost always a little man sucking, drinking at my nipples. Around me was a kaleidoscope of strange lights and shimmering sounds, but I paid very little attention. None of that really mattered.

Then I was back in the garden, riding the strange gourds, the strange vegetables. I was sopping wet, and as I slid myself up and down each one I could almost sense it drinking in my juices, just as the little men drank from my breasts.

And then the world slowly, slowly seemed to shift around me, hazy, then clearing, and that view echoed my mind, which became even hazier, then slowly began to clear. I was... I was in my room, in my bedroom. I knelt on the floor, my big dildo beneath me, upended, and I was riding up and down, gasping, panting, moaning as I stared at myself in the full length mirror. I was leaning in against it, seizing the frame in my hands, using it to balance myself as my hips rolled and rose, dropped and twisted.

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