RUMPILINGUS:

Your ass tries to retreat from my pilgrimage, but the attempt is futile. Really, how could you attempt to do such a thing? Don’t you know I’m THE MOUTH MAN, and there is no other? I’m the LONE WOLF, and I nip the back of hinies like canines do. My long tongue fits into every nook and cranny of a woman’s posterior. My tongue was made for licking and a whole lot of sticking. I’m THE BOTTOM FEEDER, literally. Nothing gets my day started like latching onto a woman’s pussy and ass to provide a soothing mood to get her ready for the hectic, oncoming bouts with life.

And you, my dear, are the lucky contestant today. You have hit the RUMPILINGUS jackpot, so all day long you will be rewarded oral sex–I mean, a multitude of the spine-tingling madness. Get your body ready for this twisted shit; there’s no piece of your nether region that won’t be off the menu for my embracing. Settle in; we’re in pussy-and-ass-eating class. There’s no belting out unless you raise your hand. This is my game, remember you’re a contestant in it. Take my evil doings to your raunchy fanny quietly. Can you do that? No, you can’t! You’re already shaking the room with the rumbling of your kinky voice.

I feed you that shut-the-fuck-up and raise-your-hand stare. You say, “Sorry!”, and I proceed with the racy deed. There’s mutiny looming in the air as you seek to disobey my orders; you scream again, but you cover your mouth almost immediately. I hit you with that evil glance again; you straighten up and fly right. The moans are finding an escape from underneath your breath, though.

Technically speaking, you’re not in contempt. But, we’re kind of splitting hairs here. Those heavy legs of yours are a challenge to keep braced up in the air, but I’m eager to satisfy you–my small BBW. There’s nothing like settling into the camp of a voluptuous woman. All of this ass and its accomplices enjoy my pillaging upkeep. There’s a lot of area to cover in this ass forest. I’m leaving down bird seeds to mark my steps and find my way back to refuge, but I’m hungry. I in turn gobble up my pointers along with this vegetation. I’m lost now out here in the wild; it’s only your derriere and I rummaging through the likes of this seemingly barren place where we’re alienated from civilization. Did I get lost purposefully only to be separated from the likes of others so that I could have my way with your posh awakening? Maybe so, maybe I had to kidnap you and strong-arm that nasty body.

You’re mine now. There’s no telling how long it will take a search party or the Rangers to locate us. Or, maybe no one will ever latch hold of our bearing. I’m overseeing this feeding frenzy at this very moment, though. So, trying to figure out how to get back home to Sesame Street is on the backburner. I’m caught up in this whirlwind of a fantasy, and I’m fighting at my bulldozing persona. I peck at your bottom like I’m some crotch-fiending woodpecker. Your sap spills down the bark. That’s a gorgeous wet back, but you’re no Mexican, though. I munch at the thick glob and work it back into this equation. You pin both hands over your mouth, and you yelp like man’s best friend, the four-legged one (not mine). I wallow in the painstakingly irresistible fight that you’re intertwined in. (To scream or not to scream?) That is the motherfuckin’ question.

You’re going toe to toe with fate and the inevitable nature of things–you can’t help that urge to sink into your uninhibited fix and express your flagrant desires. Remember now, we’re in class, and this is an oral exam. You will be graded on how well you follow instructions.

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