Have u considered that sexual activity is a natural part of the human experience rather than some invading wild animal which must be staved off and hidden in shame?
Firstly, I have to say thank you to everyone who liked, reblogged, and commented on my first post. I appreciate all the love.
Secondly. . . well here's the second part!
18+ Smut Below the cut.
The first week using the app was exhilarating. You didn't think you'd be as into it as you were, but nearly every day, whenever you were home, the app was on, and you waited patiently for someone new to fill you. After that, the novelty had begun to wear off. Your apartment was getting messy due to neglect, and there wasn't much variety in the clients you were getting. Most of them couldn't hold a candle to that Tester either, and you were finding yourself disappointed more often than not. So, you settled into a routine. The app would get turned on the second you came home, you'd change clothes, and start making dinner. By the time you were sitting down to eat, someone was ploughing away. Every once in a while, you'd stop to slip your hand down your pants and circle your clit until you came all over whatever cock was currently having its way with you. Most of the time, you let them have at it while you continued your nightly routine: cleaning up around your apartment, watering your plants, catching up on your TV shows. You were a little disappointed that things had become so blasé, but your financial situation was looking up, and you had to remind yourself that this is what the app was for.
This night had started like every other. Your first client had pushed his way inside just as you were plating up your dinner. Nothing special, you ignored it for the most part. You continued with cleaning up after dinner and putting a load of laundry in the washer when another uneventful client took his place. And so it continued until you were in the shower. You were rinsing the shampoo from your hair when you felt something cold and a little slimy teasing your entrance. It slipped along your folds, coating you in a slick, thick substance. At first, you thought it was lube, and you were thrilled at the possibility of something larger attempting to stretch you out, but when you swiped your fingers through your folds, the substance that clung to your fingers was thicker than any lube you'd seen before. You watched it stretch between your fingers, clear and goopy. Maybe it was some kind of strange precum.
You were still pondering the not-lube when the slicked-up cock slipped past your outer lips, circling your entrance, spreading its goo around. It was teasing you, or prepping you, maybe? Your breath caught in your throat when it slid upwards, brushing over your clit. It stayed there for a few moments, running its length back and forth. It rocked against you for a little while longer, and you delighted in the feeling of something other than your fingers on your clit.
Its shape was stranger than anything you'd experienced thus far. A little on the thinner side, slick and smooth. No obvious head that you could feel, but slightly tapered towards the tip, almost like a vibrator. It moved its way back towards your entrance, circling a few more times before it pushed easily into your center, aided in part by the goo but also by its shape. You were able to feel how its base got gradually thicker the further it went in. When it bumped your back wall, you inhaled sharply at the feeling of it hitting your cervix, a slight cramping sensation that caused you to clench, as if your body was trying to expel the intrusion. You felt the appendage respond to your protest, and it eased back a bit. After a moment, the appendage began to move, the tip had begun to wiggle about inside of you, searching. In its haphazard movements, it bumped against your sweet spot, and you moaned. The creature had found its target and had begun to tap the spot with its tip over and over again. You threw your head back and anchored yourself against the shower wall. Your hands ran over your wet tits, thumbs tracing your nipples. You could feel an orgasm building deep in your stomach, and you wanted nothing more than for the creature to keep doing exactly what it was doing. But it had other plans, and it pulled out of you, nearly all of the way before it pushed back in, angling that strange tip upward to hit the spot it had been abusing just moments before. Another moan was ripped from your lungs, and you could feel your arousal beginning to drip out of you and mix with the goo now coating your thighs. The creature's assault on your pussy picked up, hitting your g-spot with every thrust. You were a whining, moaning mess. One hand continued to palm your breasts while the other found your slick clit. As the creature continued to fuck you fast and hard, you could hear the sounds your own body was making, a graphic squelching noise accompanied by faint splats as goo and arousal dripped from you and splattered on the shower tile. You came hard and had to throw a hand against the wall to keep yourself upright as your pussy spasmed around the appendage. The creature fucked you through it, never letting up, no matter how hard your body clenched around it.
In the wake of your last orgasm, you could feel another one beginning to build. The creature's pace was brutal, and your last orgasm had made you so sensitive. A sudden whine of disappointment fell from your lips as the appendage abruptly ceased, resting inside you for a moment. It pulled almost completely out of you, just the tip inside. Just as quickly as it had stopped, it rammed itself back in as deep as it could, pushing against your cervix again. Your knees almost gave out in answer. It pulled out slowly again, stopping just before it left you empty. At the same time, something else began to prod at your pussy, cool and slick like the first appendage. Ever so slowly, it wiggled its way under the first appendage, one stacked on top of the other, two of them now nestled inside. The stretch wasn't immense, but you felt so full with both of them in you. They began to push forward, continuing to open you up. There was no way you were going to be able to remain standing for whatever was about to come, so you slid down the shower wall and onto your knees, keeping them spread wide. You leaned forward, bracing your hands on the floor.
The dual onslaught began slow and gentle, as one pushed in, the other pulled out. You could feel your body stretching around them, learning to accommodate both. When you had been stretched enough, they started working in tandem, both cocks filling and stretching you, pushing against your g-spot again. It was so good it almost hurt, and you barely recognized the noises that left you. All you could do was brace yourself as they resumed a brutal pace. Your second orgasm hit hard and without warning, flooding your senses. The cocks didn't seem to care that you were clenching around them; they continued pushing forward, almost desperately. The first one targeted your g-spot again, making sure to hit it every time. You were so overstimulated, so full, that you barely noticed the second one continuously bottoming out and pushing against your cervix. Until on its last thrust, it pushed through. You gasped as you felt it move its way into your womb, releasing a mess of goo similar to what was currently dripping down your thighs. Simultaneously, the first appendage released. The sensation of the two cocks releasing into you and the overstimulation of feeling so full had left you twitching on the floor of your shower. You felt fuller than you ever had, and you hoped they'd stay a bit, keep you full and plugged with their cum, but too soon the appendages, which you now realized were probably some type of tentacle, pulled out of you.
You stayed on the floor for a long while as the tentacle cum continued to drip from your poor cunt. When your limbs had stopped shaking and your breathing returned to normal, you stood. You stuck an arm out from the shower curtain and blindly sought your phone. You had to turn the app off; no way were you going to be able to take anyone else tonight. Through the steam of the bathroom, you noticed that your client had left you a review, "5 stars. She took my tentacles so well." The slight praise, along with the sizeable tip, made you glow with pride.
AN: I know human cervixes don't work like that, but this is esentially written hentai, so suspend some disbelief with me for a moment. Also. . . I think it's hot. Sue me.
