The Slut in the Walls
The first time I got wall-fucked? It was a while back.
Kinktober Day 5: Wall Sex
The Slut in the Walls
The first time I got wall-fucked? It was a while back.
Kinktober Day 5: Wall Sex
Stuck in a wall? It had to be my worst fear. Imagine yourself crawling inside a tight space to reach the other side and the promises of riches you could find from that pile of gold.
That was the case for me. I’d even stripped bare, with only my pants and my helmet left, so I could crawl to that treasure room filled to the ceiling with jewels and coins.
But the moment my belly and weight pressed against the stone, a mechanism closed the crawlspace.
I tried to escape. I thought I was a goner. But no.
I was stuck.
The mechanism didn’t crush me. It merely held me in place with no room for me to escape.
On one side, I had a pile of gold teasing me. And on the other side, I had my posterior jutting from the wall like a mere toy or something.
Or like those whores in a brothel you can use that way, a long line of skanky cunts who are too old to be courtesans or high-prize whores.
I felt like one… And I was one.
Fuck me if I could tell how long I waited until I heard shuffling steps behind me. I assumed it was another adventurer like me, and so I cried. I even shook my posterior, begging that ‘guy’ to pull me out or find a way to break the mechanism.
Instead of words, I heard a growl.
Firm paws locked on my posterior, the claws digging into my briefs and ripping them. The instant after, the dungeon’s damp air brushed my hairy posterior, stroking my exposed crevice. And soon enough, there was the ‘thing’ breathing against my asshole.
I didn’t know what it was. I don’t know who my ‘first’ was.
But hell. That time, I felt a tongue like no other.
I am not… Well, I did not think I was into that at first. But when that tongue stroked my asshole, I didn’t peep another word. I felt a mix of weirdness, excitement, and a bit… Hornier, too. Probably it had a soothing effect, or it was riddled with aphrodisiacs.
But that tongue was divine. It slipped against my rim, then it prodded it.
I clenched, at first. Then, clenching did nothing more but increase the sensation of that tongue pushing against my tight and virgin hole. I gave up. I gave in. And that tongue slipped in, making me feel all weird. I mean, have you been rimmed? Have you felt that wetness against your rim while being stretched? Have you felt the wiggling against your sphincter? Well, that was something else with that beast: bigger, stronger, and worse… it didn’t hurt.
I was not hurting at all. And I felt like it was almost the best thing to have hit me.
I moaned, I almost came, too. I almost ejaculated from being eaten out while that ‘thing’ had its fingers planted on my firm but very hairy posterior.
I cried a bit, too, before I bit my lips.
It continued, though. It continued until I felt the cold nose pressed against my back. And then, that ‘thing’ pulled the tongue out. My hole gaped, and worse, it felt terrible. It burned. And yet, the dungeon’s damp air was like daggers planted inside it.
Tiny spikes that prodded at my guts and worse. Oh, I cried for help.
Instead, I got the dick.
I can still remember it.
I was stuck. The walls were pressing on either side against me, bricks that dug too much into my shoulders for my comfort. There were vines I could poke at with my feet, but not grab.
Whether I turned my head left or right, I saw no lever, though the wall was wide enough that I could rest on it like a bed.
If I wiggled my right arm right, there was a grip somewhere, but no way to leverage myself.
And then, there was the dick.
It was massive, wide, but not with a flared end or a bulbous tip. It was different, it was like tapered? Which makes me think the thing was canine, like a werewolf. I am not sure. But in the end, I felt that tip press against my rim and… Stretch it.
It stretched my asshole wide, and it burned… Good. Like no more icy, damp air pressing against it. And soon, I felt the beast itself couldn’t advance any further due to how my guts bulged, without pain. It wasn’t my guts that blocked it; I think I could have taken it entirely at that moment. No, it was the stone that blocked us.
I ended with perhaps a third of that cock inside and the ‘thing’ huffing behind me. But no dice, there was no way to go further, and soon, I felt the ‘thing’ pull back. For a brief second, I was almost relieved it was gone and afraid of having my asshole exposed in a dungeon.
Instead… Instead, the ‘thing’ smacked that cock back inside me. The wall around me was shaking, and I saw some dust dropping from the ceiling. But I remained stuck.
The next hits were less intense, though the ‘thing’ had its paws locked on my posterior and holding me tight while it pushed in and out, stretching my rim like crazy and making me… Almost cum.
I held my breath, I bit my lips and tongue, and I even squeezed my fist as hard as I could with my nails digging into my hands. I cried, too. And then… It was done.
The deed was done.
The creature, after a few hits, came. Its cum, I assume it was, flowed inside me. It was warm, sticky, and dense. It made me feel bloated after a few seconds. I’d imagine it would have been worse if the ‘thing’ could have taken me entirely because, by the time it pulled back, I smelled cum in my breath and sensed how much cum cascaded from my stretched asshole on my buttcheeks and balls. I could even hear it fall in a cascade, splashing around, before the slow drip from my stretched rim followed, letting more cum ooze out.
I mumbled something. I admit… I wasn’t at my best, and even my words escape me. But I think I asked for more. But the ‘thing’ was gone.
The dungeon air was a pain, as it now rushed against my stretched insides. I cried, kicked my feet. And then, there was something else. I think it was an Oni or another Demon. Nevertheless, those hands were on my posterior.
And… That Demon took me.
How could I say it was a demon? The warmth. That cock was extra warm, and with experience, I can tell that cum gave that ‘odd’ tingle. Once he came inside me, yup. He didn’t take long either. It was like five minutes of pummeling my ass and guts before it came, and soon, my asshole was again dripping and gaping and practically winking at anyone around.
I heard more footsteps after that. I cried and begged to be released, though more often it was followed by the footsteps going away. Maybe they were monsters that got spooked when I cried?
But yes… Nobody helped me. And I got fucked again. Another Demon. Then an Ogre. Then another Demon. And another giant-like creature. I was practically a walled-in bitch for them and my asshole… Fuck, my asshole remembers it. It was great, though. I didn’t feel any pain… I didn’t feel any discomfort, only pleasure.
Only a satisfaction that increased with each fuck until I was practically cumming with each ‘partner’. Even from the small goblins or wandering slimes.
I could have stayed like this for days. I mean… I wasn’t feeling tired, hungry, or thirsty, somehow. Sure enough, the wall was not comfortable. I had been twisting my shoulders to be in a better spot that wouldn’t hurt. Otherwise, I was feeling great!
Luckily enough, I found my savior. Or he found me.
Arnst, a Dwarf who often scours the dungeons for people who are locked like me. It is a common occurrence, in fact. I didn’t know. But he told me that when he found me, he hadn’t seen a spot that was as covered with cum or someone as abused as me.
The whole corridor reeked of sex and bestial musk, he said… And worse, that time, he had forgotten some of his tools. Same for his crew. I’m still unsure if that’s the truth.
We chatted… And somehow, that’s how we ended with him using a stool so he could fuck my ass, and so would do his crew. For each turn, they would pay me twenty gold.
There were six of them, all hung bastards that hadn’t returned to the surface for days to spend what they earned from liberating adventurers like me.
I came, they came… They freed me. They paid me. And they escorted me above ground.
But that’s how I found that adventuring wasn’t all about finding treasures.
Or rather, I found my own treasure.
So… What do you say?
Do you want to have a turn with my ass? Slide a coin in the slot and have your fun!