Worms of Ecstasy: A Sensual Odyssey of Unbridled Desire and Unconventional Pleasure

Hannah lay on a pile of worms, her swollen breasts and belly shiny from all the fluid which now covered the both of us. My hands were shaking and I had a hard time maintaining balance because I was just so completely overwhelmed by my arousal. The sight of her, the sight of the worms and the thought of what was happening was almost too much for me. I was sitting there with a vacant stare for far too long, but there were so many possibilities. I felt that I had become a creature of urge, but with so many fighting for supremacy within me, I was practically paralysed.

I was still aware of the worms all around me. Each individual one, in some way, occupied a small part of my mind. I wanted desperately to be fucked, to cum again. I wanted desperately to fuck Hannah, to make her cum again. I collapsed. Worms then covered me completely, tickling my flesh, teasing me with an orgasm that constantly seemed just out of reach. I didn't need to breathe, all I needed was this wiggling cocoon. They slithered across my pussy, my clit, my ass. They wrapped themselves around my boobs, my nipples, squeezing. It was heavenly. My mouth hang open, and before long, as if they'd decided I'd had enough torment, a worm began to make its way into my mouth and down my throat. I could feel its entire length as it went deeper, it was inside my stomach by the time its tail end slipped past my lips. A warm, soft kind of pleasure irradiated outward from the worm inside me, and another one began to enter my mouth, then down my throat, just as the one before it had.

I felt the first one enter my intestines, spreading its warmth as it went. Deeper and deeper within me, an indescribable sensation had me shivering with delight, a feeling which seemed to change slightly when the next worm followed. And more kept coming in. I didn't bother to count how many, but by the time the first one slowly stretched my ass open and began worming its way out, another had just started on its way down my throat.

I wasn't cumming though. I kind of didn't mind, but it suddenly occurred to me that something was different. This was more of a massage than a fucking. A massage of my insides. It was deeply soothing, and quite pleasurable. It had calmed my mind, allowing me to focus. It removed my frantic urge to cum and allowed me to simply enjoy the erotic, almost romantic pleasures these worms could offer. One by one, through my mouth, down my throat, and all the way through my entire being they slithered, until finally coming out of my ass, stretching it in such a way that I never seemed to quite get used to it. It never loosened up at all in fact, which was odd.

When finally the last one emerged, my asshole popping shut behind it, I felt like I had the energy to sit up again. I noticed Hannah's stomach had gotten noticeably bigger - considerably so. It looked like she could fit two beach balls inside. And yet her flesh didn't seem stretched to bursting like I would have expected, it retained a degree of suppleness that had me tingling again. She was rubbing it all over with one hand and massaging one of her breasts with the other while a group of worms congregated between her legs. There were a couple attached to her nipples as well, contorting themselves in sucking motions, drawing her milk into increasingly large, pulsating sacks. Judging by the way her body was writhing about, she may have been screaming with pleasure were it not for the worm in her mouth. It seemed to be practically pouring its fluid down her throat, as large amounts of it were seeping out the sides of her lips.

It was an incredibly arousing sight, and I was happy to just sit there and watch, enjoying the feeling of the worms beneath me rubbing against my pussy. The urge to cum was returning , and I kind of felt like I was getting close, then the worms at her tits really caught my eye. The sacks had grown in the few seconds since I started watching, and were now about as big as a pair of bowling balls. And they were not only pulsating, but bulging in such a way that it looked like they were full of tiny creatures. That realisation drove me wild, I couldn't help but start touching my pussy, fighting against the worms that were down there for access to my clit. I grabbed a boob and then noticed that my nipples were now just as sensitive. With a gasp, I gave my actual clit back to the worms and brought both my hands to my chest and started rubbing and squeezing them, throwing my head back and sighing as I felt an orgasm welling up from an unfamiliar place. My nipples had also become engorged, just like Hannah's had before...

With that sudden realisation, I opened my eyes. Hannah was kneeling before me, the worms from her nipples in each hand, giving me a strange smile around the worm which still hung out of her mouth. She continued to drool copious amounts of their fluid, which trickled down her enormous breasts and even more enormous stomach. The sacks of the worms in her hands were still pulsating, and they thrashed about as she brought them closer. I couldn't help but fall backwards. I was so excited at what I was about to experience, everything seemed to move in slow motion as Hannah loomed above me and pressed the worms to my nipples. Immediately, they began to push, and at that moment, I finally started to cum again.

My nipples began to stretch, slowly at first, but the more they did, the more intense my orgasm became. Small twitches turned to convulsions, or at least they would have, but the worms held me in place, and Hannah was straddling me now, her massive belly eclipsing most of my vision, at least in those brief moments I could keep my eyes open.

She fed the worms into my nipples, and it was slow going, but I didn't mind that one bit to be honest. When they were maybe three inches in, bulges began to inch their way towards me. They stretched my nipples to an insane degree, and the pleasure I felt as they did so was incredible. A bunch of small, wriggling creatures were then released into my boobs, and I barely had a chance to react before another couple of bulges stretched my nipples once more, and another burst of those creatures entered my breasts, which had begun to expand to accommodate them. This process was repeated dozens of times, and each time was as intense as the first, if not more so.

By the time they were done, my boobs were bigger than Hannah's, only full of these strange little creatures, and I could feel them squirming inside. I exhaled a long, overdue breath, and was able to open my eyes and focus, just in time to see the worm in Hannah's mouth wriggle its way past her lips and down her throat, and I watched it bulge as the worm went deeper, before disappearing. Still holding the two worms, she licked up the fluid around her mouth. I wiped away what was left on a finger and brought it to my own mouth. Damn it was tasty. I so desperately wanted to taste it on her lips too, but her stomach and my boobs made it impossible. Instead, I just rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples, which were still slowly leaking milk. I'd occasionally taste some off my hands while I massaged her, and she seemed to be enjoying it very much.

"That feels so nice Amy," she cooed. "But..."

Without another word, she moved

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