This choice: Erica for fun and food | Go Back Chapter 15: Erica for fun and food (ID #701440) an addition by: David Argall ![View davidargall's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-2.gif) More by this author "...but I won't get a second chance to do Erica..."
As you head over to the bed where Erica is tied up, she begs "Please don't eat me..."
You temporize, "I decide that afterwards..."
Erica takes this quite well. "You want a piece instead? That's a done deal. Help yourself!"
You take your time about that. Your hands cup her magnificent mounds. As you start to caress them, Erica objects "Get to it. I want to get out of here before one of those sluts gets hungry."
"Relax." you assure her. "They are not going to eat you, and I want you to enjoy this."
"I'd rather just get it over with." Erica insists, but you are not so sure she is telling the truth. You can feel her nipples getting hard with passion as you tickle them. When you bend close to lick them, they are like little nails.
"Please..." she begs, but she is unable to say whether you are to stop and not stop, and you of course want to continue. Your hand dives between her legs and starts stimulating her most sensitive place. It is too much for her and she screams her joy loud enough to cause Penny to look up briefly before putting her head back between Rebecca's legs.
"A good start." You judge. "Now let's get down." and your head moves to her damp need and you start to lick. Erica starts to wiggle violently. You are not sure if she is trying to get away from your tongue, or get it deeper into her, and you doubt she knows either. In either case, you go deep and build her emotions until she explodes into a thousand pieces.
"Now my turn" you mutter as you mount her unconscious body, which does not stay unconscious long as you get into position. She starts to say "N...", but she is too slow to conclude that word as you plunge in. Then you are thrusting away and neither of you is saying anything coherent. Both of you are building to an explosion. She goes over the top first, but you follow a moment later.
"That was actually rather nice." Erica admits. "Now untie me and let me go since you are done."
"Actually I am just getting started." you correct as you untie her legs.
Erica does not realize you intentions until you pull her feet to your mouth. "Hey Wait! You said you were not going to eat me!" You would tell her you didn't say that, but her tasty toes are making it difficult to talk, and you are not taking her feet out of your mouth. "You bastard" she sulks.
As much as she might want to, Erica can't concentrate on being mad at you. Vore is quite erotic, and as you devour tender calves and taunt thighs, she is feeling the stimulation from your lips and tongue until she can no longer control herself and shutters with joy. Now she is welcoming as you reach her tight, wet womanhood, and she is rewarded with an immediate orgasm, soon followed by a blinding explosion that once again knocks her out.
She stays out of it as you swallow those delicious hips and her flat belly. It is only when you reach her mountains that she wakes, to mutter "Yes, yes, Yes!" as you guide her to paradise once again.
It is now time to untie her arms and she makes no protest as you continue to feed. You feel her shutter one last time as your jaws close over her head. Then her arms are sliding into your mouth and down your throat, and you feel the joy of some excellent eating.
Looking around, you see the girls have started on dinner while you were playing with Erica. They have taken the lid off the pot to reveal that John has been converted into a thick soup and now they bend over to slurp that soup down. Judging from the eagerness and the rate the soup level is falling, John made some really great soup.
However, to get the last of the soup, the girls are having to lean deep into the pot. All you can see of them at this point is 8 legs and 8 hips, and 4 delightful targets. It of course occurs to you that as exposed as they are, you can enjoy each of the lasses as she finishes the last of the soup. But you also realize that by grabbing their legs, you can flip the girls into the pot and then cook them down to soup, an idea that is also appealing. Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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