Richey’s Sexual Education

Rachel moved her free hand into her jogging pants, her fingers delving ever down towards her nether region. The bedroom window let in some light and indicated it was still raining lightly, but she was unconcerned with anyone seeing her as Richey’s bedroom faced upon wooded area with a creek.

Taking a few moments to kick her pants off, she spread her legs and bent them back so that her knees were almost touching her breasts. It was her favorite position for getting off.

She played with her clit as she played with him in her mouth, using her tongue to pleasure him tenaciously. She heard him squeak about ‘tickling’, which made her smile.  Soon, she felt his little body tense up. “Mmmm”, she moaned as he swirled around in her mouth and on her tongue, feeling him release his arms from her thumb. For her, his taste was like to the tang of a peach and she rather liked peaches.

The nature of the situation led to her orgasm building quite quickly and she tasted something new and salty – she instinctively knew that Richey had cum.

Until that very second, she was not sure if she would follow through on her naughty thought. She knew she shouldn’t…but, would this opportunity ever arise for her again? She thought it very unlikely. In that split second, she felt that he probably deserved it and that’s what tipped the scales over the edge. She was still feeling a bit annoyed and also had some sexual angst. Somehow, eating the naked boy would satisfy both desires, one to punish him and the other to consume him, releasing her own sexual energy as she fingered herself to climax.

“Told you you’d love it little cousin. Consider yourself…blown”, she whispered softly, adding, “…here comes the slide”, then she used her tongue to upend his body and swallow him head-first as he slid forward across her tongue and into her gullet.

 ‘Gulch’, ‘glutch’.

Having polished Richey off, a pleasant sigh escaped her lips as she enjoyed the delightful feeling of his body squirming as it flowed down into her own, than the fluttering in her belly. She giggled at the thought of Richey’s ‘sugar monster’ – it had tasted very sweet. “The sugar monster was sweet little Richey”, she whispered, almost in a purring voice, “but I decided to eat all of you up, hmmpf.”

She pulled her pants back on, made a quick trip into the bathroom and then out to the couch to continue watching TV as if nothing had ever happened, though her face was flushed and sweaty.

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Richey was surprised at the speed at which he was sent into the girl’s mouth. It was quite the thrill ride. Her tongue was an animal unto itself as it first swirled all around him, then pressed up through his legs, concentrating on his crotch more than anything else. He gasped in surprise and delight as the tip grasped his nuts. No one had ever touched him there, his most precious of body parts.

“Oooh, oh, it tickles Rachel”, he said, not realizing what this newfound type of pleasure was, tickling being the first thing that popped into his head and the closest he could describe the feeling. But it was more than that and the feeling grew as the intensity of her tongue continued unabated. He began to feel a pressure building, like when he had to pee really bad, "Ooh, ah, Rachel, it really tickles...", suddenly, his body tensed up and the pleasure flowed from his body through his tiny penis and a stream of sticky juices erupted from it and spewed onto her tongue. He shuddered and his eyes rolled back.

As he let go of her thumb to grab hold of the wild muscle, he closed his eyes and continued to spurt his load in several tiny explosions onto it. He had wanted to make the good feelings last, but he hadn’t matured enough to resist the urge to contain his eruption, the tip of her tongue being too forceful for his nascent sexual abilities and he was left gasping for breath. If this is what his cousin meant by ‘blowjob’, It had felt wonderful and his thoughts immediately turned to wanting to do it again.

From inside, he heard her low moans, “Mmmmm” as he swirled around in her mouth and on her tongue. As he finished spurting, he subconsciously let go of the tongue and his body splayed and fell backward as the girl said something about a slide. The next thing he knew, his body was shifted up violently, hitting the roof of her cavernous mouth and he was sent barreling towards her gullet head first, flailing with his arms and legs desperately to try to slow his slide towards it as the girl angled her head up.

“Whoa! Whoa!”, he screamed with nervous apprehension at the feeling of total helplessness.

He felt like he was being swirled around in a whirlpool of her saliva, then felt his body get sucked into a narrow tunnel. Grasping frantically at everything, he could feel the inevitable buildup of pressure force him further into it, pinning his arms to his side. His whole body was squeezed unmercifully into it. It actually felt somewhat good at first, the squeezing, sort of like a very strong full body massage. However, being still aroused, the squeeze on his little member was especially tight as he traversed her throat headfirst and his penis was bent back against it’s will, causing him immense pain, the fleshy texture giving way only slightly. The pressure from all sides mounted and the air was forced from his lungs. I don’t like this water slide, was the last thought he had before his ears popped, causing him to scream before he passed out, his body descending with increasing forcefulness and speed until it broke through the threshold of the stomach’s sphincter with a squelch and plummeted into the jostling depths of her belly.

Soon, his tiny body was in the early stages of being broken down into pulp to be eventually absorbed and distributed throughout her body.

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