Alicia: The Second Girl

I watched Danielle be gutted and trussed, then stuffed tight and her bulging belly sewn closed. Cord's wooden spit was replaced by a steel one and now she was now rotating on the coals, her darkening skin oozing fat as she cooked.

The Elders told me that I could have an extra month because of Danielle's stunt.

"No." I answered, "It's my day and I want it."

I looked to Mama; "Tell them I'm ready. Tell them it's only right."

Mama nodded and the Elders agreed; I would be done that evening as scheduled.

I remember the first girl I watched be impaled. She was on her hands and knees taking the spit up her bum while her best friend helped her. She was cumming hard, harder than I ever came from masturbating, and when the spit slid up her gullet and out of her mouth she convulsed in orgasm and sprayed pee until she flopped limp.

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Now it's my turn.

I want an orgasm like that so bad.

The orgy started way too early because people were revved up by Danielle's sneaky impalement. Those who watched it had already stripped and started, those who watched her body be gutted, stuffed and sewn shut soon followed.

I dove in and was fluffed all that afternoon as the orgy rolled around me; fingered until I came and peed, masturbating until I came and peed, my big sister holding me down while men fucked me.knowing it was their last chance.

I drank little shots of Crème de Menthe and glasses of water and snorted popper hits and let two tabs of Molly dissolve under my tongue making me so relaxed and oh-so-horny.

I even showed my bare bum to the elders and pulled my pussy wide open so they could see my ripe cervix. Mama was expert in finding that little dimple; she'd practiced on me with a size 19 knitting needle and I loved the sweet cramps as she pushed it up into my uterus.

Mama told me it was nearly time, so I went to the bathroom to get myself ready. Was I scared? No, I was too horny to be scared.

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I'd already had three enemas that morning and the last one ran clean, so I only had one thing left to do. I folded a towel to kneel on and bent over the toilet, fingering my throat to empty my stomach. That first girl I watched had done that so that she didn't sick-up as she heaved around her spit. That's what I want too. I don't want to die tasting vomit and blood like Danielle.

After my belly was empty and I peed a last time, I came out of the bathroom and Mama and sis led me to the table in the kitchen. Sis had my last shot of Crème de Menthe waiting - half a drinking glass - and I gulped it down, knowing that was what I was going to taste when I started retching. One more deep snort off a popper and I laid down on the table; my pussy and bumhole loose, my body warm and relaxed.

I'm still not scared. I'm so ready now.

Big sis is standing over me, her hands on my shoulders to make it feel right for me, Mama between my open thighs. She looks down at my leaking pussy.

"Good girl." she says, "Always my good girl."

I love the feeling of my big sister's hands on my shoulders because it reminds me of the orgies. I was a nervous and hesitant little thing when I started and I would beg her to hold me down so men could fuck me. It got so I couldn't cum unless my sister held me down no matter how eager I was when I spread my thighs for any man who'd have me. I loved being fucked, so yeah; I fucked anyone who wanted me so long as big sis held me down. I came so good looking up into her eyes as she held me down while I was pounded.

And now she's holding me down for my final fuck.

I spread my thighs as Mama lifts the black shiny spit and feel the sexual hunger for it come alive in my pussy and belly. I feel my pussy clenching involuntarily and love the squishy sound it makes.

The people gathered in the dining room through the arch are quiet, all naked, some playing with each other to keep rolling for the continuation of the orgy once I'm done and taken outside to be gutted and stuffed. I know some of them will fuck while they watch my flaccid belly sliced from sternum to mound and my guts slop and plop out of me into the gut bucket. Then my gullet and bumhole will be cut, my other organs removed and I'll be hosed clean and stuffed with forty pounds of stuffing and sewn closed, my belly swollen and tight.

"Oh god, yeah." I gasp, knowing all that will happen.

Mama slides the sharp end of the spit in my pussy and starts probing for my cervix and it feels good, better than the knitting needle because I know I'll be feeling it slide all the way through me soon.

I am gasping as I feel it moving inside me as Mama lines it up and when I feel the tip sink into that fleshy little dimple I gasp; "Yeah."

Then I cry out weakly as it sinks deep; "oh god ... oh-oh-oh ... oh more ..." and it's so much thicker that the knitting needle and my pussy and uterus go all crampy as they swallow it deep. Quickly the tip tents the top of my uterus and I feel it bite then puncture and slide into the softness of my guts.

Mama isn't wasting any time getting this started.

"... on my button ..." I gasp and feel Mama lift the spit to press my g-spot against my pubic bone, "... yeah ... oh god yes ... rub it ... yeah ..." and Mama grinds it there and deep orgasmic sensations flood my lower belly.

Feelings I've never experienced before; the slippery spit sliding through my intestines; my uterus skewered by it, stretching long on every in-stroke and pulled down into my pussy with every out-stroke; and all this movement making my guts quiver like jelly.

I look up into my sister's eyes as Mama fucks the spit deeper in my core.

"... keep your hands there ..." I tell her, "... oh, yes, keep your hands on me ... I'm cumming right now ..." as I feel my orgasm start to blossom in the pit of my stomach.

Then I gasp as I feel the tip nudging my transverse colon high in my belly, "... there you are ... yeah ..." I tell Mama, happy how close we are.

"... right there ..." I tell her, "... yeah ... gonna make me cum ... ooo ... oh lord ..."

I feel the sharp bite on the underside of my stomach, "... m'gonna cum ..." my stomach muscles clenching.

I remember Danielle's last desperate cry; "Give it to me!" and I understand so much more how hungry she was for it. I want to feel it in my gullet more than I've wanted anything and Mama knows it.

She pushes harder and I feel my stomach compress then puncture and my orgasm explodes through my belly from pussy to gullet as I begin to buck and retch loudly. My sister is pressing down hard on my shoulders helping me cum harder than I ever have before.

I'm gagging on the spit as it fucks its way up my gullet, tasting the little splashes of Crème de Menthe my stomach convulses up my throat. I feel my sister tilting my head back as the spit slides upward from my stomach and I love her so much for helping me. My teeth are chattering from the intensity of this final fuck as the heavy presence rises up my throat and compresses the root of my tongue. They keep chattering as the spit slides out past my lips.

I'm overwhelmed by this bliss of being skewered from pussy to mouth; convulsing around a rigid sexual presence inside me as my orgasm pulses through me. I'm still not scared even remembering the girls before me who came hard until they flopped limp and I wondered what that will feel like, then ... oh my

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