Slug fucking

“What do you say?” she asked Jesus as she lay back and pulled her cunt lips apart with one hand. “You’ve fucked maggots and worms into me. What about a slug?”

She rubbed the slug against her warm wet entrance and was a little amazed to feel it squirm towards her. She moaned as the slick creature squeezed its way into her cunt and shuddered around it. She could still feel it moving after she came, so she knew she hadn’t crushed it. Yet.

“Please fuck my cunt, fuck that fucking slug into my dirty cunt and cum in me so the maggots can eat the remains of that slimy fuck.” She couldn’t believe the words which were tumbling from her mouth, so debased and aroused.

Jesus wasted no time in mounting her and, with a little help, thrust into her cunt in one vicious motion. “Oh fuck me, please,” she begged.

She could still feel the slug, though it was harder to notice as the undead dick ploughed her cunt. “Oh fuck, that feels so good,” she screamed.

After several thrusts, she felt Jesus pushing against her cervix and begged for more. After a few more thrusts, she felt him push against the slug and shuddered as the creature was mashed against her cervix by the rotting cock. “Oh, God. Fuck.” She grunted unintelligibly.

After a few more thrusts, Clara had a thought which she could not help but desire. “Don’t cum in me,” she begged, “I want to suck the slug off your cock as you fill my mouth, please.”

Jesus continued to fuck her in quick short strokes as she came again. Clara wondered if he had heard or if he had understood. Then he suddenly pulled from her cunt, and stepped over her body to hang his member in her face.

She wrapped her lips around his cock and sucked on it, tasting a combination of her own arousal, her undead lover’s rotting flesh and fermented cum and the slimy residue of the slug mashed. She came and spurted as she tasted the foul mixture. It only took a single suck for Jesus to join her.

As the undead dog came into her mouth, she moaned and shuddered in pleasure. She tasted the foul off white gunge and felt the wriggling creatures. Clara pulled her head back on his third gout and let him spurt his cadaverous load over her face.

Then his orgasm was settling. A single worm wriggled from the end of his cock. Clara panted for several moments, looking at it before grabbing the end in her mouth and sucking on it like a strand of spaghetti.

As Jesus moaned at the sensation, the fridge door opened, and Clara looked up, a single cum covered worm halfway between her lips, her face, tits and cunt covered in rotten cum and half wriggling maggots.