All The Way

I was ready.

After three weeks of intense preparation and orgasms; after having my cervix stretched until it stayed loose and open all the time; after the blunt rod was pushed down my throat into my stomach as Lily hammered my cunt deep with a vibe and sucked my clit making me cum as I regurgitated around the rod; after so many exhausting orgasms; I was ready.

Pete had played inside me with the sharp spit nightly; teasing me as it scraped the tender flesh of my uterus, my cervix tight around its taper. And now he stands at the foot of the table holding it, smiling at me as Lily revs me up with her oiled hands.

All the adults in our community are here, eager to bear witness to my ultimate surrender and my ultimate orgasmic ecstasy. My cunt, my belly, and my gullet are hungry for what is about to happen to me. I ache for it as Lily's hands take me to the throbbing edge of orgasm.

Since puberty I've watched other girls in our community do this; riding their orgasms as their bodies are penetrated, then cumming hard and long in their final moments. Girls still twitching as they are carried to the communal yard to have their bellies opened and cleaned before they are suspended over the coals; becoming the feast for Saturday's celebration that precedes our monthly orgy.

Megan is to follow me next month, and she sits in the place of honour at the head of the table, close enough to reach out and touch. I can smell her arousal wafting from under her short skirt and as Lily plays with me to wind-up the insatiable lust in my body. Megan plays with herself, her eyes locked on my face. I swear I will only show her ecstasy.

My body is oiled inside and out. My skin slides as I squirm on the table, my gullet, stomach, and bowels feel like silk from the oil Pete pumped inside my cunt and rectum, my stomach plump with the oil I swallowed.

Lily fingers me hard and I feel my orgasm near.

"Cum for me." she tells me, "This is your last chance to get off."

But I don't want to cum yet. I want this sexual tension to build until it explodes inside me and lasts the rest of my life. I don't want another playtime orgasm, I want the real thing; the total body orgasm I've witnessed so many times.

"Oh yes." I whine, "Oh, do it to me. I'm ready." and Pete lowers the spit between my open thighs and eases it into my cunt, sliding it deep to find the flaccid opening of my cervix. It feels like heaven as he fucks it deep into my uterus, scraping the tender flesh there.

Beside me, Megan has her fingers inside her now. Her legs spread as she slumps in her chair, her open thighs lifting her short skirt up to her waist, exposing her soft belly dimpled by her navel. I can hear her ragged breathing. I wonder who is going to cum first; her or me?

I see Danielle on the floor near her, slumped against the wall, finger-fucking herself like a demon. She's so eager for her turn, but not quite mature enough.

Pete is pushing firmly as he begins my final fuck, stretching my uterus inside my lower belly, the pinpoint of pain riding the tip as I feel it thick under my own belly button. I can feel my labia and clit being pulled inside my cunt as though the spit is going to push me inside out.

I grunt as I feel the flare of penetration, a fresh wound stretching over the taper, my uterus and cunt sliding back down the shaft as the tip tickles my bowels. He's fucking me deeper with each stroke, deeper than I've ever been fucked before, a depth that won't be complete until I can taste myself when the spit slides over my tongue and between my lips.

I can hear others in the room; Stacey saying 'wow' calmly when my uterus is skewered; Megan's excited breathing as she watches and masturbates; spit spraying through Danielle's clenched teeth.

I'm still pushing my orgasm away, saving this building energy for the final push.

Pete is playing inside my belly, probing and exciting my bowels, twisting the spit and stirring them as he fucks me deeper. I can hear and feel my belly gurgling as it reacts to being played with, the peristalsis of my bowels squirming inside me, trying to push this invasion out of me. But they can't, and I don't want them to. I want this.

I want this so bad.

We've practiced this so often, so thoroughly and to so many sweet orgasms, I want the real thing now.

Oh god how I want it.

Then Pete pokes the underside of my oil-plumped stomach with the sharp tip. It makes me gag and heave a splash of oil up my gullet. Through the fog of my lust I remember what I wanted my last words to be.

"All the way up!" I cry out as I gurgle and heave and Pete presses deeper, dimpling my stomach, again feeling that pin-point of sharp pain in my core, my orgasm threatening.

"All the way up!" I gurgle again as I heave and Pete pushes harder and I feel it puncture my stomach.

"All the way ..." I vomit a mouthful of oil and the spit is fucking my stomach and I release my grip on my orgasm and feel it explode in my belly.

I'm cumming hard now, from my clenching anus and throbbing cunt to my convulsing gullet. My nipples tingle wildly as my belly undulates with the pure overwhelming intensity of my final fuck. I'm so aware of being watched by dozens; so aware of Megan masturbating as she watches me with wide eyes; so aware of Lily moving past me to stand at the head of the table to catch the spit once it's through.

I feel the spit low in my gullet, riding up and down as Pete keeps fucking me, and I'm regurgitating deliciously, each heave a convulsion of throbbing pleasure. I feel my stomach pulled up and down, clinging to the spit just like my uterus does; riding this perversity as Pete plunges it in and out and still my orgasm rolls through me from crotch to throat.

Feeling a slick pressure on the root of my tongue I tilt my head back and my teeth chatter on the spit as I open my mouth to let it slide past my lips. My nose under her belly, I can smell Lily's oily cunt. She's aroused by what her husband is doing to me and I know she envies me but lacks the courage to lay down on this table herself.

Oh god, Lily; you're missing the best fuck of your life.

I feel Pete raising the spit, grinding it against my g-spot, making my orgasm double in power. It grows so immense in my belly it feels like it will burst, and oh my, wouldn't that be the ultimate experience.

I don't forget my audience, the room of friends growing so aroused by watching this; friends who will gorge on my flesh tomorrow and fuck each other with fresh memories of these moments.

"All the way up!" I heave and gurgle wetly around the spit that has completely skewered me. In and out. Up and down. Like an infernal cock fucking my very soul.

Beside me I hear Megan start to cum, this sweet young girl who will endure her own final orgasm on the next special Friday. She makes small animal sounds as she shudders in her chair, her fingers buried in her cunt, grinding her own g-spot.

Oh Megan, I hope you find as much pleasure on your table as I am when you go.

"All the way!" is my final gurgling heave as oil spurts around the spit from my spasming gullet.

I'm still twitching and shuddering on my spit as I am carried out into the backyard.

Barely clinging to life, my belly is opened from mound to sternum in one quick and deep cut and everything slithers and plops out of me. It's a sweet sensation of completion as the word darkens and my final sleep takes me.

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