Not harmless per se, but it probably won't hurt Seymour. Much.

Seymour woke up with a start. The yellowish light from the street was seeping into the room, but his attention was elsewhere - to be more specific, on the raging, throbbing boner threatening to rip through his pants. With every mighty twitch, the fabric creaked, pressing against his engorged meat almost painfully. Fumbling, still not completely awake, Seymour fought with his zipper until he finally **** it open, his cock jumping out as if it was spring-loaded. The tent it created in his boxers was impressive, the fabric already deeply stained with pre as Seymour slid even deeper on the couch to shimmy out of his pants and boxers.

The sight of his cock made his throat feel dry. It was almost unnaturally red and noticeably bigger than usual, bending upwards from his crotch. What was even happening? How'd his cock get this hard, without any stimu-- no. Wait. There was something, something in the air... Seymour sniffed, his rock-hard pole twitching with every breath he took. Yes, there was a... flowery scent, incredibly alluring, arousing...

Rising from the couch to follow that scent to its source, Seymour could feel his cock bob with every step, pre drooling from the slit to drip on the floor, but he didn't have to go very far. In fact, two steps where enough to bring him to the coffee table Audrey's pot was sitting on, her purple flowers now fully open and spreading that irresistible scent. She was dancing again, swaying her stalk like a belly dancer, her... lips, for lack of a better word, sucking and drooling in the air, pointing directly at Seymour's crotch hovering above her.

"Is it... you? Are you doing this?" Seymour rubbed his temples with both hands. Pink fog seemed to fill his head, and he wasn't sure if it was because he was sleepy, or... "I can... barely think..."

Seymour's knees buckled, just a tiny bit, but it was enough to bring his thick, veiny member into Audrey's reach. Immediately, she latched onto the side of his shaft, her nectar-slick, pleasantly cool petals sucking intently on the hot, velvety skin as she slid back and forth on Seymour's length, trying to find the tip. The slippery sensation sapped the strength from his legs, and they nearly gave out, Seymour's knees knocking into the coffee table even as his upper body fell forwards. Seymour barely caught himself on his arms, afraid of crushing Audrey under his weight. But now, arched over her pot, Seymour was in the perfect position for Audrey to get what she was after.

"Hnnghoooh..." Audrey's frantic sucking **** a guttural moan from Seymour's very core as she slurped her way down to his balls and then quickly back up when she realized that she'd gone into the wrong direction. Every time she latched on to a new spot, Seymour's cock twitched upwards, pulling Audrey with it and flinging a small drop of pre through the air and onto the table. "Fuuuck, Audrey, this..."

Legs shaking, Seymour tried to get up, but it was no use. His cock already felt ready to burst, hips twitching uncontrollably, and now Audrey had finally found the glans of her prize. Seymour's eyes rolled up as she slurped the underside of his helmet into the tight ring of petals on the end of her bulbous head, then swung it upwards in a tight arc to fully envelop the tip of Seymour's member. He began bucking his hips, breath hitching in his throat with every thrust. Audrey's plant-mouth was so nice and cool and slippery and tight!

His plant lover began meeting his forceful jabs with her own thrusts forwards, her pot rocking on the coffee table, loudly thumping back down after every thrust. She seemed as intent on forcing Seymour's cock all the way inside her as Seymour himself was, if not more. But it was a tight fight, tighter than any Seymour had ever experienced. Seymour, despite being so uncontrollably aroused, was faintly worried about hurting Audrey, but luckily, she was more than flexible enough to accommodate his girth. As to his length ... that remained to be seen.

Not that Audrey wasn't trying her utmost to take all of Seymour. Already the tight ring of her petals had engulfed his entire glans, the purple helmet straining upwards as it was squeezed tightly by her smooth, slick walls. The intense suction **** a steady stream of pre out of Seymour's distended slit, the sticky fluid mixing with Audrey's nectar. Already he could feel his balls churning, twitching, getting ready to deposit the fattest load he'd ever blown down Audrey's greedy hole. His mouth hanging slack, Seymour slammed his hips forwards, not caring in the slightest that his new potted plant was sucking him off better than any woman ever had; it didn't even occur to him how crazy the whole situation was.

"Fuck, Audrey, g-get ready, here it... COMES!" There was no holding back for Seymour. Even if he had wanted to, he was entirely defenseless against Audrey's frantic blowjob, and with an audible splurch, Seymour busted his nut with more than half of his cock still outside of Audrey. "Fuck, fuck, god, fuck!"

Hips jerking, Seymour rocked Audrey's pot wildly, cursing as he pumped shot after shot into her. Audrey's leaves flailed wildly, slapping into his twitching nuts and thighs, but her sucking and bobbing never grew less intense. If anything, the salty goodness spilling into her depths only encouraged, inflamed her, and Audrey used Seymour's forceful thrusting to cram more of his length down her bulbous head, loud slurping and squelching filling the room as a mixture of cum and nectar dripped from her petals and into the soil of her pot.

"Holy shit, that was intense..." Seymour gasped as the last globs of cum were sucked from his cock, his heart hammering in his chest. "I never came that ha--nrgh!"

Audrey wasn't done yet, her hunger not sated. Her head bobbed back and forth on Seymour's still rock-hard pole, smearing it with nectar and his own cum, every fowards movement carrying her down his length a little bit further. With his cock much more sensitive seconds after his orgasm, Seymour could twist and turn uselessly, his legs and hips shaking as Audrey assaulted his member.

"A-Audrey, I just came... I c-can't, not so soonnngh!" It was obvious the ravenous fuckplant didn't care, slurping and drooling all over Seymour's cock. "Please, I ca--oh gaawwd!"

Something was slithering down his urethra. Still distended from the sticky load Seymour had just unloaded, there wasn't much resistance, but he could still feel the smooth, tentacle-like stamen Audrey was extending down his length stretch his peehole slightly. It quickly reached the base, absorbing any and all remaining specks of cum, before questing further inwards, soon tickling his aching nuts. From the inside of his scrotum.

"Wh-wha..." Before Seymour could react, he felt cool fluid spill inside his ball sack, bathing his poor, overworked nuts in soothing nectar. "Ooouuuh..."

His body, tense from the sudden invasion, relaxed considerably as Seymour felt his scrotum swell, pulling at his crotch and becoming taut as the nectar filled it, the post-nut ache soon gone completely. Seymour began thrusting his hips again, meeting Audrey's bobbing even as he felt her massage the cool nectar into his balls. Was it doing something to him? Probably, with the way the small orbs tingled and churned in his overfilled sack. Did Seymour care? Not at all, not with Audrey's tight love tunnel wrapped around his cock. His heavy sack swinging with every thrust, slapping against Audrey's stem, Seymour kept fucking his new house plant, at a more sedate pace for now. His eyes were half closed, mouth a slack 'o' of pleasure. It seemed to suffuse his entire being as inch after inch of his cock disappeared the eager hole sucking him in.

"Damn, Audrey, you feel soooo good..." Seymour murmured, speech slurring slightly as Audrey swallowed the last of his length, her smooth petal lips wrapped tightly around the base of his shaft. She began working his twitching member, tightening and releasing, sucking and slurping, the stamen inside his urethra undulating and moving back and forth. "Fuuuck, keep doing that..."

With literally every part of his cock stimulated, inside and outside, Seymour closed his eyes completely, a dopey smile on his face as he revelled in the sensations coursing through him. He felt Audrey's leaves wrap around his sloshing sack, hugging it against her head and stem, massaging the taut skin gently. Even if Audrey didn't make him rich, this feeling alone was worth diggin her up from behind the warehouse. Already Seymour felt another orgasm building, his nuts seeming to swell with his seed, pressing against the leaves wrapped around them.

But when he finally passed the point of no return, Seymour went crosseyed and groaned deeply - his nuts tightened, yes, trying to expel another big load of baby batter, but with Audrey's stamen plugging his urethra tight and her petal lips clamping down on his base, there was no way any of it was even getting out of his scrotum. Audrey, feeling Seymour's hips bucking and hearing his lustful groan, undulated faster, sucked more intently, even began bobbing her head back and forth again, all to receive her reward... But to no avail. Her stamen swirled around Seymour's nuts excitedly, tasting their contents and heightening his lust, threatening to drive him insane.

"A-Audrey, you... please, let me cum, I can't cum, it's in the--hnnngh!" Babbling, stammering as he felt his nuts bloat with unspent semen, Seymour tried to pull back from Audrey's pot, hoping he could disengange from her frantic sucking and shower her in his seed. But with the involuntary jerking and twitching of his body, it was all he could do not to collapse and crush Audrey. "Please, let me--fuck, I need to cum, I--cumming!"

Again, his balls contracted, pure pleasure burning through his crotch, Audrey squeezing down in his scrotum as if she was trying to **** out his salty nectar, and again, nothing could get past the tight seal of Audrey's stamen and petals. Seymour grunted and cursed, trying to halt his bucking hips to maybe change position, get enough leverage to pull Audrey off his cock, move his hands so he could grab her pot, all in vain. He was completely at the mercy of the insatiable fuckplant, with his body trembling in the face of this unspeakable arousal.

"Please... please let me c-CUM!" Seymour's whisper turned into a shout as he felt another orgasm race through him, a mass of cum pushing against Audrey's unyielding stamen. Panting, Seymour couldn't even buck his hips anymore, trembling weakly as he fought not to crush the fuckplant firmly attached to his groin by collapsing. "Hah... hooh... please, I just need to..."

The stamen in his scrotum swirled and undulated excitedly, stirring up his semen, and Audrey's slurping got louder and more **** as her nectar's flow increased, dripping down onto Seymour's bloated scrotum. She clearly wasn't doing this on purpose - her **** sucking made clear she wanted Seymour to empty his balls into her just as much as he did. But Audrey didn't realise that she herself was the reason that it wasn't happening, instead driving herself wild with the promise she could taste at the tip of her stamen. At least, that was what Seymour's barely lucid mind read into her behavior as she kept slurping and drooling all over his perpetually straining member.

"Audrey... please, I can't take it, let me cum..." Pleading with his tormentor, Seymour tried to will her to finally retract her stamen, let him spill his-- "Agnnh!"

For the fourth time, Seymour's arousal reached a crescendo, making his body twitch and jerk, only for his seed to be held back, bloating the fat nuts cradled by Audrey's leaves. It cost Seymour the last of his strength; feeling his arms slip, he pushed himself up with one last herculean effort and crumpled to the floor between coffee table and couch, his head resting on the cushion. Audrey, not even reacting to the fact that she'd narrowly avoided getting crushed, was pulled after Seymour, pot and all, thumping onto the rug and spilling soil on the ground. She hadn't given up a single inch of cock.

"Au-oooh-drey, pleeeeaaaase," Seymour groaned, his entire body slack on the floor, Audrey bobbing up and down on his length. "I... can't..."

For the first time, he could actually see what she was doing. Her elongated head was distended by his length, the glans stretching the part right between her purple flowers where the stem began. Seymour was almost impressed at how big his cock seemed. But more than that, he was impressed by Audrey's tenacity and stretchiness - or would have been, had not all of his mind only had one goal: finally empty his overly full balls. Only there nothing he could do; the raging torrent of lust made him unable to lift even a finger. Seymour's only hope was that Audrey finally decided to pull her stamen out of him.

Another almost-orgasm wracked Seymour's body, making him twitch weakly as his nuts swelled between his legs, Audrey's embrace tightening once again. How long had it been since she started sucking him off, since this exquisite torment began? The sky was already lightening, but had it really been hours? Or had Seymour just woken up shortly before sunrise? His brain seemed to float on pink clouds, his mind processing everything with a delay, only pleasure, pure, maddening pleasure mattered anymore. Struggling to even turn his head, Seymour smiled at the way Audrey fought to finally receive her prize, bobbing her head, squeezing his nuts... all in vain, he knew, a new climax once again failing to **** Audrey's stamen out of Seymour.

"Ghg!" He didn't even have the strength to make anything but strangled sounds, his cock twitching and jerking Audrey's head. "Ghhhd..."

Seymour could see his ballsack swell, shiny and taut with seed and nectar, almost as big as an apple. It didn't hurt, curiously, the tightness only adding to his burning arousal. Part of him didn't even want this to end; it felt amazing, after all, the frustration at not quite being able to reach that peak giving the lust a delicious edge. Forever being milked by a relentless plant, always on the brink of a mind-blowing orgasm...

His nut sack was now almost too big for Audrey, and the plant struggled to hold it in her leaves, its weight pulling her deeper in the soft soil of her pot. It looked almost comical how the small plant fought to keep holding the sloshing sack, but in the end, it slipped from her grasp and smacked into the rug. Seymour barely even groaned, the impact paling in the face of the other sensations that overwhelmed him. But there was one sensation now coming to the fore that made tears of happiness form in his eyes - twisting and squirming, taking her time, Audrey was pulling her stamen upwards and first out of Seymour's nuts and then through his distended urethra.

"Thnk yoo..." Seymour whispered as he felt even Audrey's petal lips relax a little, the undulations of her slick hole now intensifying to coax one last, true, monumental climax from him.

The building pressure in his lower abdomen almost scared Seymour, but finally, the end was in sight. His breathing quickened, heart thumping loudly in his ears, droning out the frantic squelching from Audrey, his nuts gurgled audibly, twitched, contracted, and...

SPLURCH!

With a wet, gooey sound that seemed to echo through the room, an almost jelly-like glob of cum was jettisoned out of Seymour, eagerly gulped down by the plant latched to his cock, as was the next, and the next, and the one after that. Sucking with all her might, Audrey gobbled up all Seymour could give her, a never-ending series of thick wads of cum disappearing down her stem and into her pot. Seymour fought to breathe through the intense sensations assaulting him, gasping and moaning as his cock jerked and twitched wildly, shaking Audrey up and down forcefully.

After who knew how long, Seymour finally **** the last glob of five orgasms worth of cum out of his balls, up his cock and into Audrey, his eyes fluttering closed as darkness began to envelop him. He was faintly aware of Audrey still sucking on his stiff, throbbing member, slurping up every last of his swimmers, but it seemed almost lazy compared to her frantic, greedy sucking from before. Then, Seymour lost consciousness.