Give her one last cream filling
From Create Your Own Story
Your boyish hands grasp the sticky pale skin of her trembling thighs as you ram her up against the silent arcade machine. She inhales sharply at the sudden motion, a pierced eyebrow rising in alarm as she tries to turn her head around to look at you. Pressed close together, skinny bodies flush with sweat and various juices, you smell her. She smells of salt and musk, and something more, something sweet and rich. Almost like ketchup. In a single heaving motion, with your demonic virility coursing through your sixth grade body in one final ecstatic push, you force yourself further inside the pinned girl. And further still.
After the marathon fucking session her tight teenage vagina has transformed into something sloppy and lax. There's hardly any resistance left as you throw yourself past the folds of slick muscle. You bash your swollen head against her cervix, the quivering tip of her womb, finding it just as lax as the rest of her pussy. Its mouth hangs slightly open. You forcefully cram it shut with your pulsating dick, and keep pushing, forcing her cervix to accept more and more of your cock. Then, suddenly, your're inside of her actual womb. She cries out. In her exhausted state, you're not sure whether she can even distinguish pain from pleasure. In either case the shock proves too much for her exhausted body, and she faints without another sound. She sits impaled on the shaft of your dick.
Her cervix squeezes tightly around your victorious cock, just below the straining glans. The interior of her womb feels odd, almost alien to the touch. The walls, slick with secret secretions close in about the tender head of your cock, squeezing it furtively almost like a gloved hand. Scalding hot marshmallow walls with the texture of a million tiny pinheads press against your skin, practically gluing you to the deepest parts of the punkette's teen belly. The pleasure is simply too great.
Sticky gobs of semen pulse uncontrollably from the invading head of your cock. You fall against her unconscious body with a deep groan of primal pleasure as creamy sludge continues to pour into the girl's baby sack, seemingly without end. Then, finally, it's over. Your demonic presence forcibly manages to pull the boy's body back from the brink of exhaustion. Shaking some sense back into your head, you slip your flaccid cock out of the depths of the punkette. A stream of thick white paste trickles down her thin legs as she falls limply into a sticky pile on the floor. Two letters flicker vividly on the screen above her sleeping, raven-black head.
K.O.
You stagger out of the arcade, grinning like a lunatic.
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| 6th Grade Boy |
