Consumed

Dan was squirming on the bed with pleasure. He nodded without hesitation. Tammy smiled and kissed him again before positioning herself so she was sat on top of his chest, her hand reaching behind her — refusing to release her grip on his cock. She laughed as she repositioned her body so that she was sitting on his legs — making it hard for him to move, not that he had any intention of moving away from her. Seconds later her warm mouth enveloped his manhood. He sighed with pleasure again as her saliva trickled over his helmet with a gentle flick of her tongue.

“That feels so good,” he moaned.

Tammy looked up and sucked her way to the tip of his cock before letting it slip out of her mouth, “I want to taste you,” she said.

“Don’t stop, please…” he sighed.

Tammy smiled and continued to suck on his member, much to Dan’s delight.

“Ouch,” he suddenly sat upright. “Less teeth,” he whispered, still nervous of anyone catching them.

Despite having his penis in her mouth, Tammy couldn’t help but smile at his request.

“Tammy,” he whispered as he tried to get her attention as he felt she couldn’t have heard him. “Tammy,” he repeated. He looked down to where her head was bobbing up and down. When he whispered her name for a third time, she opened her eyes and looked him directly in the eye. “You’re hurting me,” he whispered, a frantic look in his eye and a quiver in his voice despite his best efforts to hide it from Tammy for fear of offending her.

Tammy didn’t release his penis from her mouth, instead she closed her eyes and — within a split second — clamped her teeth down, with enough force to ensure the top row met up with the bottom, before twisting her head to the side as hard as she possibly could, tearing his member from his body with an awful ripping sound that was nearly drowned out by his loud, ear-piercing scream. Blood spraying everywhere. She sat upright, her jaws chewing, with a devilish look in her perfect blue eyes. Had Dan been able to open his eyes he’d have been able to see a complete look of euphoria upon her pretty, but bloodied, face. A few determined chews before she took a hard swallow. Dan continued screaming, with his complexion getting paler, as Tammy sucked her fingers clean.

“You taste amazing,” she said, “nom nom nom.” She moved down his writhing body, back to where his appendage used to be, and stuck her tongue into the still bleeding hole. Dan’s shrieks of pain and terror abruptly stopped as shock, and blood loss, forced him into a state of unconsciousness — not that Tammy cared as she continued to lick at the blood as though she were a cat lapping up a bowl of delicious fresh milk.

A few more minutes of frenzied drinking and she moved back up to be face to face with him, “Why’d you have to fall unconscious? You missed the best bit.” She sighed, “They always do.” She prised his mouth open and tentatively reached in, with two fingers, and took hold of his tongue. With it firmly between her fingers, she pulled it out of his mouth and touched it with her own tongue, “Kiss me,” she purred. She made the tongue flap up and down, using her fingers, and matched its actions with her own tongue. “I knew you’d be a good kisser,” she said when she eventually stopped. She couldn’t help but laugh as she took his tongue between her teeth. She released her fingers and started to slowly move her head backwards until Dan’s tongue was stretched as far as it could possibly stretch.

The same mischievous grin spread across her face as it had done earlier. She took a hold of his tongue, once more, and informed him, “These are two of my favourite things,” she said. “The first…” she used her head to point downwards to his crotch, “…You can’t beat it. But, the second best bit?” she smiled again and gave Dan’s tongue a short, sharp tug — ripping it from his mouth. “Perfect!”

She tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and dropped the piece of tongue onto her own. She held it there for a moment to savor the flavour, “Oh my, how did you have this in your mouth for all these years and not get tempted to swallow it yourself? I don’t think I could have done it. Although, I’m not entirely sure how feasible it would have been to actually eat it yourself…” She looked at Dan. There was absolutely no colour in his complexion at all, other than the traces of slowly drying blood she had inadvertently wiped on his skin whilst getting close to him, and his chest was barely moving up and down. “You’re not listening to me at all, are you?” she said, a slight hint of disappointment in her voice that her playmate was already near death. She carried on chewing, occasionally sucking, on the tongue before swallowing it down her throat. “Yummy!”

A knock on the door shattered her euphoric bliss and made her jump.

“Who is it?” she asked.

“It’s me,” said Johnny. “Can I come in?”

“Hang on!”