Robin wakes up later

As she stirred from her sleep, Robin Buckley felt both exhausted and uncomfortable. A cold breeze fluttered across her upper body and there was a strange weight upon her arms and legs; her blankets must have got tangled around her in the night.

Night? Robin **** her eyes open as she saw that a red light filled her bedroom, illuminating it like a rosy sunset. Her covers moved across her ankles. She froze.

She had not moved at all and yet now it felt like her bed was shifting around her. Despite the chill, her body seemed moist and sweaty, while she could feel a dampness around her mouth and all over her chest. Had she dribbled in her sleep? That would be embarrassing, especially with Steve and Nancy probably nearby.

“Ohhh no,” she squeezed her eyes shut as the last few hours came rushing back. She never wanted to see a cock again, especially one that was part of an unnatural possessed tentacle hive that facefucked her for the better part of two hours. Her jaw still ached and she gagged as she realised her mouth was still full of the taste of cum.

But there were some parts of the humiliation that made her want to smile, too. During the hideous cum-swapping chain between the three of them, both Nancy and Chrissie had given her light, forgiving kisses when they had spilled the cum. Nancy’s kisses over the course of the game had been light and gentle, while Chrissie’s were more forceful and hungrier. She hated to even think it, but Robin could have spent the whole night swallowing and swapping cum if it meant more time in the other girls’ arms. Even the feeling of a syrupy load dripping over her lips felt erotic when the cum was falling out of her mouth and towards another’s open mouth.

Robin felt her nipples harden, then she stiffened as a pair of slimy ropes oozed over her chest. It was not her blankets which were wrapped around her limbs and body.