The Dread of Damned-Chapter 171: Numbing pleasure

In front of my eyes, her gaped asshole slowly narrowed a little, the puckered ring of muscle twitching and contracting like a living wound trying to seal itself shut, a sign of her regeneration as a transformed werewolf. The raw, inflamed edges glistened with a mix of her own slick fluids and traces of blood, the scent of iron and musk heavy in the air, making my nostrils flare.

While pinning her down by her narrow hairy waist, the fine and soft fur matted with sweat digging into my palms, finally feeling my resolve crumble like a dam breaking under pressure, I plunged my hips forward towards the gaping hole with pink and raw insides still fresh with blood visible, the crimson streaks smeared along the inner walls pulsing faintly with her heartbeat.

In one fell swoop, I felt the warmth and softness envelop my whole length, the slick, velvety heat sucking me in like a greedy mouth, I had thrusted with such vigour that it took me a second to realise that not only my length but even my ballsack that had grown painfully heavy with desire had slipped inside the enlarged hole, the stretched rim clamping down just enough to trap them in that throbbing, blood-warmed cavern.

The whole experience was electrifying, her insides were still raw and loose from abuse of my fist and had engulfed my cock and balls completely, the tender flesh quivering around me, every ridge and vein of my shaft grinding against the battered walls that oozed a sticky warmth.

She thrashed under me, her body convulsing like a wild animal in a trap, the whimpers again loudening to howls as I pinned her down, her claws scraping against the ground, leaving deep gouges in the earth as her fangs bared in a snarl of agony and ecstasy.

I had to close my eyes to savour the sensation, the overwhelming pulse of her regenerating tissues hugging me tighter with each passing second, maybe it was because it had been too long since I had taken someone, or maybe I had gotten too lost in the enjoyment of loosening her up and had unintentionally edged myself to the brink of madness.

But it was the closest I had ever came to cumming in one thrust. The desire to just let go was almost maddening, a coiling tension in my gut that made my muscles tremble, every nerve ending screaming for release as her heat milked me from within.

As her healing slowly closed her up, the flesh knitting together with a wet, squelching sound, her insides were enclosing upon my whole dick almost like moulding her inside to the shape of my dick and my balls, moulding around every contour, every bulge, with a vise-like grip that sent shocks of pleasure radiating up my spine.

The healing caused the soft and hot insides to squirm as if alive and as that feeling encompassed around my balls it felt like they were being supported and massaged by soft small hands, delicate yet insistent, kneading the swollen orbs with a rhythmic pressure that made them ache and throb with impending eruption. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The current that zipped through my entire being was unlike any I had ever experienced, a lightning bolt of raw, primal lust that made my vision blur and my breath come in ragged gasps, and as if losing my mind to it all I gave up on controlling anything at all as I pulled my whole length out with a wet and too loud a pop my balls and dick slipped out of the hole, the sudden void leaving a trail of her fluids dripping from my skin, splattering onto her furred thighs.

And far too fast I thrusted them back in again, the forceful re-entry eliciting a guttural growl from deep in her throat, her body arching involuntarily.

And with that I began thrusting like a madman, not a man at all, maybe an animal, my hips slamming forward with brutal abandon, as I felt my balls crushing against her entrance before slipping inside and being massaged by her squirming insides, the repeated intrusion stretching her anew, blood and arousal mixing into a slippery froth that coated us both.

It was like I had two dicks, not only that the pleasure I was getting through my shaft and whole dick paled so much so that my whole focus was on the feeling traveling through my balls, the intense, ball-deep stimulation making them churn and tighten, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy that bordered on pain.

And thrusting like that, being lost in that sensation like an animal in heat I felt a load so overwhelming and mind-numbingly pleasurable that it almost felt painful ripping through my entire being, my veins bulging as if they might burst, sweat pouring down my back in rivulets.

My blood, essence and all uncontrollably rushed through my body and towards my balls and dick, a torrent of heat building to a crescendo that made my toes curl and my teeth grit.

And just like rope after rope of thick cum shot out of my dick and filled deep inside her asshole, the hot, viscous spurts painting her insides white, flooding the raw depths with my seed that overflowed and bubbled out around my shaft.

I was so lost in pure pleasure and ecstasy that even cumming didnt slow my rhythmic abuse of her battered ass but instead I increased my pace as if chasing that pure high, my body moving on instinct, pounding relentlessly as her hole clenched and spasmed around me.

As I thrusted my whole cock slipped out as I pulled back, the slick withdrawal accompanied by a obscene squelch, as it did a thick and silver rope of cum shot on her asscrack, the pearly strand glistening under the moonlight, dripping down the hairs leaking pussy as I was still cumming like a dam had opened, the endless pulses making my knees weak.

Without another care I plunged myself back in the next rope of cum filling her insides, the reinsertion forcing out a gush of mixed fluids that trickled down her legs, soaking the fur.

The ecstasy was so high that I couldn’t even be bothered with her thrashed, howls, whimpers and drool, her saliva foaming at the corners of her muzzle as she writhed beneath me, her eyes rolling back in a haze of torment and bliss.

Neither did I register my hands slipping from her waist to her chest, the shift happening in a blur of motion, her pair of breast were almost nothing like a humans now, as almost the entirety of them felt touching an areola now, the swollen, sensitive mounds covered in a fine layer of fur that tickled my fingertips.

They were still firm and full but now but now you had to dig through soft brown fur to caress their soft areola like skin, the texture rough yet yielding, the nipples hardening into peaks that begged to be tormented.

As my finger gripped the inhumanly soft flesh with animalistic instinct sd my fingers pulled the firm teats back like archers to my madness, twisting and pinching them savagely, eliciting fresh howls from her throat as blood welled up from tiny punctures where my nails dug in.

She howled and her legs thrashed at the new feeling as I lifted my knees and placed them above her legs that had twisted like a wolfs now to lock them into place while thrusting ahead, her joints cracking audibly under the strain, her claws raking futilely at my thighs.

The moon was high into the sky now and unknowingly silver streams of silver essence had started spiralling around me at some point, ethereal wisps that shimmered like liquid mercury, coiling around our entangled bodies and amplifying every sensation with a amplified glow.