Wait (Maybe They'll Stop?)

As you round your third orgasm, you decide to just wait out the leeches. They can't suck you off forever right?

The leech's tongue becomes increasingly arousing as it squishes around your dick. You feel it forcing a build up of cum right under your tip as you keep hoping that it will just stop on its own. It increases its suction as you lay back and take it, making it harder not to cry out, so much pulling against your flesh, your ears practically leaking with spit and rendering you near deaf, your mouth suffering the same fate, spurting with their goo as you **** and struggle to breath until you close off your mouth and use your nose. You feel yourself being slowly drained as it makes you come to your 4th and 5th orgasm as they come right after each other. It gobbles up the cum without stopping its suction and thrusting motion, making you thrust forward without the ability to stop yourself but not without trying.

You realize that you won't wait them out as you will probably be dead by the time they are satisfied. The leech continues sucking your cock dry, squeezing and massaging out your cum each time. Your mind slowly drifts away as the combination of pleasure and exhaustion brings you closer to losing your consiousness and will, eventually leading to you passing out. You put your foot down and push your pelvis to the ground, trying your best to keep yourself from giving it anymore cum. The leech is bent on bringing you to your knees as it increases in speed and intensity. It fills its mouth with liquids before they harden to a slimey sponge cast. The leech pops off and falls back into the water, leaving the dripping sponge pocket pussy on your erect cock. It is a tight little dark brown foamy flesh tub steaming hot and dripping in slime. You think the battle of your bulge is over until the sponge starts vibrating around your cock and slides up and down the length of your shaft. The leech must be taking a break and made... It. The sponge cast continues to milk you senselessly, growing in size and covering your entire cock until it finally makes you give up your silly belief in beating them.

It continues milking you as the leeches pop off your body and mouth one by one until, on your eleventh ejaculation, everything starts fadeing to black as you slowly pass out from exhaustion with the sponge now wrapped around the entirety of your pelvis and still growing slowly up your torso and down your legs.