This is the story of the the time I had a tongue in my prostate.
I met Kyla at a dance club in Bucharest. We hit it off and ended up back at her place. She was slim, about 170 cm tall, jet black hair, and had on a tight black dress. She had full lips, soft skin, and brown eyes. Her apartment was in a very old building, at least several hundred years, but was beautiful with large spaces and high ceilings. Despite its age it was fully modernized and quite luxurious.
She was quick to kiss me as soon as the door shut behind us. The intensity caught me off guard as her tongue explored my mouth urgently. In the embrace we groped like a couple of teenagers and I was lead quickly to her bedroom.
Now just in her panties my eyes were treated to two spectacular breasts being highlighted by the ambient lighting. As she pulled me closer she reached into my pants and started stroking my already hard cock. She whispered to me that she wanted to put it in her mouth and proceeded to fully undress me until I was standing there naked with her kneeling in front of me.
She took hold of the shaft with one hand and looked up at me as she slowly licked around the head. She took me into her mouth while her tongue continued to work all the right spots. Damn she was good at this!
She took most of my 7 inches into her now open mouth. I could see how her tongue was elongating, and was starting to coil around the shaft. I didn’t know what was going on, but it felt too good for me to care. Her tongue gripped strongly at the base, and coiled around to the head, almost like a boa constrictor, but not too tight. It was a wonderful sensation and only got better when her tongue was able to move and contract in coordinated ways to further stimulate me, all while the top of her tongue was able to work the head. She looked up at me and winked.
I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to last, and the moaning and grunting from Kyla let me know she was enjoying it too. However, what happened next I will never forget. The tip of her tongue had been licking my dick hole, but I suddenly felt like her tongue had changed shape once again, and I started to feel her sliding inside the my cock. She had made the tip quite small so it wasn’t painful, and it seemed to self-lubricate. At first she went in only a centimeter, withdrew, then back again, slowly testing my reaction. She looked up at me as if to ask if ok to proceed and I nodded. At first it was a bit of an unusual sensation, but I quickly got used to it and fuck it felt good. She was simultaneously playing with my heavy balls and inner thigh with her hands.
With her unnatural tongue still wrapped around my cock I could start to feel her probe its tip more deeply into my dick hole. In a slow continuous motion she sent her tongue all the way along the urethra inside of my cock until she was just past the base. I felt so violated yet so aroused, but hard as steel. I didn’t dare move and she was in total control. With her hands she pulled gently on my balls and applied firm pressure to my perineum.
When her tongue went even deeper it entered my prostate. I felt a whole new level of arousal and a wonderful tingling throughout my penis. She stopped there and the very end of her tongue started to vibrate from within my prostate. It was like I finally new true pleasure for the first time and couldn’t help but moan and moan.
Just as I was about to cum her tongue rapidly withdrew out of my cock, and when I came it was like a flood. I must have emptied my whole body into her mouth over what seemed like at least a minute. Everything was swallowed and I collapsed onto her bed.
She followed and curled next to me until I recovered. The night was far from over, but that is a story for another time.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6olh8h/mfminor_trans_wormtongue
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