HOT VORE STORY

I explored the slimy smoothness of his gullet with my ingested feet as I whispered in a dreamy-sounding voice, "I hope I'm being good for you..." ...he was right. I felt like a slut. But those things didn't matter anymore. I didn't expect a reply, but I got a wink from the creature who partook of me, then his tongue slid out and glided along the cheeks of my rear, slathering a thick coating of horse drool on them, tasting them and getting them ready as I gasped out a whispery "Ahh!". While I squirmed in response the lovely sensations of hot, slimy tongue exploring between my cheeks, my respite ended.

His eyes closed blissfully, and I felt the little slimy rippling movements of his esophagus turn into powerful waves that started to draw me into his hungry body. The sounds of his pleased "mmmm"s, the wet noises of his gulping swallows, and my slightly high pitched moans and cries interrupted the noises of a calm, yet fateful morning in the forest. His lips formed a tight seal around me as he took my ass, hips, and throbbing shaft into his mouth in a series of sucking, slurping actions. His tongue greeted and lubricated every inch of my skin that entered his mouth in a heavy layer of drool as it slobbered over me messily, feeling so very good. And all the while his throat flexed warmly around my legs, working without a hint of mercy, it's only purpose to ingest food...and it did that to me without growing weary.

I felt my feet dip into a pool of liquid and push against a wall of flesh at the end of his gullet. Then, as his stomach growled loudly, vibrating my feet, I felt his stomach valve open wide to accept me, the pool of what must have been saliva draining down into the organ as a particularly strong gulp sent my feet and a small part of my shins into it as well. I gasped in surprise. It was so hot and humid in there! I was already starting to sweat from the warm embrace of his gullet, but this was like a steam bath. And I loved it...I made a little cooing sound and started to explore the fleshy furnace of his gut with my feet as his throat worked upon my legs. My toes encountered a thick layer of mucous covering a soft, wrinkly wall of flesh; the lining of his stomach. I pressed the bottoms of my feet against it and felt it quiver as another gastric growl reached my ears. Apparently his belly found me enticing...