u/dancinggreengiraffe

Flynn was actually nervous for the first time in a long time. It was their wedding anniversary and Emma had been acting off all afternoon. He'd spent a few hours, trying to guess at what it was she was going to ask him. All she'd said was that they were skipping dinner tonight, very unlike her, and that he had a special surprise to give her tonight.

Emma called out his name from the bedroom in a sexy seductive tone to her voice that hurried him along. A flickering glow of candlelight outlined the door. Flynn's heart beat fast as he eased the door open. Inside, the bedroom was completely transformed: the bedframe gone, all furniture pushed aside to make space for one giant mattress covering almost the entire floor. He didn't know they came in this size or how she'd got it in the room. On all sides, they were surrounded by gentle orange glow. And right in the middle there she was, the beautiful Emma lay back naked on the mattress, propped up by her elbows to look up at him.

"Oh wow." he said, a beaming smile spread across his face. "You really went all out this year."

"Tonight's a special night" she said, batting her eyelids slowly at him and then pulling a pouty face. "Don't you want to make it the best one yet?"

"Oh yes. In any way you need baby."

"Any way?"

"Any."

Finally, she smiled and gestured him closer, opening her legs from him to crawl across the mattress right up to her. He felt very overdressed to be so close still in his shirt and tie but she grabbed his face, pulling him in close for a kiss that could only hold real love. "There's something I never told you, baby." she whispered. He was so entranced, his lips quivered to be so close to hers after that kiss. "Something I want. Something I need. Will you please me?" She was undoing his tie as she spoke, holding him so so close, her heat radiating into him.

"Of course. You can tell me." He gripped the mattress beneath him, fighting the urge to touch until he had permission while she unbuttoned his shirt ever so slowly.

"I bet you can't guess."

He could give it a good try. The mattress was long enough to lie the two of them end to end and she'd stopped working her hands down at his belt, not even touching the buckle. Flynn knew his place. He looked deep into her big brown eyes and she whispered go ahead. Finally, he kissed her once more on the lips and slid his hands gently up the curves of her body, letting her lay down fully. His mouth moved to her neck and she gasped softly. One step at a time, taking it to savour every moment, he worked his way down Emma's soft skin. He cupped her breasts together playfully to kiss both at once but didn't stop for long as he knew what she liked best was yet to come. Down and down he went, working himself into a more laid down position as his head reached the destination. Just for a moment, as he lay on his stomach, he indulged in her as a pillow. Her soft hairy bush was like blanket over the cushioning beneath. But gently she guided him out of that with her hands and he got to work, starting with one long stroke of a firm tongue from back to front and holding position at the clit. Her pussy was so delicious, he moaned more than she did.

"Really dribble a bit baby, you want me as wet as possible." Emma instructed.

She was already soaking, dripping onto the mattress but order were orders. He gripped her thighs firmly to stabilise himself and really get into it, vibrating his tongue the way she loved so much and right on queue she arched her back up and let a loud moan slip out. Flynn carried on trying his best to let saliva out but all he wanted was to suck juices in while he worked his magic on his wife. Her hands guided his head softly into all the right places but before she could cum, she lifted him away.

"What's wrong?" Flynn asked as he got up to his knees.

"Nothing baby but that's not the main event of tonight. I'll just tell you. I want... erm... I want you to put your feet in me."

"My feet?" Flynn stood up, still wearing socks and trousers. "That's the surprise? I can do that, if that's what you want."

The two looked at each other awkwardly for a moment. "Go on then." Emma said. She wasn't going to help him any further.

"Right, right." he rushed to take off his socks while still standing and fought his belt to get it off quickly. As he pulled down his boxers, his rock hard cock flicked upwards, slapping at his stomach and it was such a relief. He stepped onto the mattress and sat down facing her, his legs outstretched but hers opened up. They hadn't sat like this since they tried scissoring once a long time ago. His hand naturally moved to his dick as he shuffled closer.

"That's it baby. I want both feet, toes first."

He worked his toes around the entrance first, testing out the waters so to speak. It was an odd place to feel the slick but he didn't dislike it. Her opening was warm as dipped in. Immediately, she groaned. Toes are thicker than fingers. "Just like that. Keep going." she said.

"Keep going? How deep?"

Emma didn't answer. Instead she leaned back, biting her lip in ecstasy. Once every toe was in, it got easier as the foot narrowed and her warm cunt sucked him in ravenously. He could see her squirming and writing. "Yes. Yes. Deeper. All the way."

"What does that mean?" Flynn tried to pull back slightly but the suction was stronger than anticipated. He fought a little harder but, like elastic, he was pulled in further and then her walls slipped over the heel. "What's going on, Emma? How are you doing that?"

"MmmmMmm"

"Baby! I'm stuck."

"I know dear, keep going." she whispered

"What? What-" the realisation hit. "You planned this."

"Surrpriise! Happy anniversary." she giggled.

"You're a pred."

"MmHmm"

"But, but-" he pleaded. "What's going to happen?"

"The best damn orgasm of my life. Isn't it sexy? What could be better for our five year anniversary?"

"What about me?"

"Well you'll be a pile of slop, dear. Hmmm" she frowned. "I didn't put any towels down. They might make me keep the mattress when you're a stain on it and I'll have to pay to buy. Shame. Renting was half the price."

"That's what your worried about?"

"Oh no, that doesn't matter baby. Tonight is about me and you. Aren't you excited?" At that moment, the suction over came friction and he slipped in up to his ankles.

"You're not going to let me out, are you?"

"I can't. It doesn't work that way." she was struggling to speak through the pleasure. "The pussy wants what the pussy wants. It means, I love you."

Flynn took a few minutes to process this, all the while he slid in so slowly and Emma squirmed and moaned. "Well," he came to terms, "If there's really no way out. Then I guess that's the way it is. I'm destined to be cum."

"Destined to be my cum." she corrected, "It matters."

"And it'll feel great?"

"Like you can't imagine. Real bliss." Emma reassured him.

"Then you may as well enjoy it as much as possible."

"Oh baby." she sat up and her clit slid up his shin, making her scream as she hugged him tight. Flynn had long stopped stroking himself but he took some precum as extra lube onto his fingers, spat some too and reached down between their warm bodies. "Oh yeah." she moaned, holding onto him tight to stay upright and he did the same one-handed. Now he was in halfway up his shins and it made sense why she'd waxed his legs earlier. "Keep going, baby, harder. Can you push in a little."

Again, Flynn did as instructed even knowing it would shorten his life. All that mattered now was Emma's joy. Her whole body was trembling but the tightness inside turned his legs numb, only aware of warmth and pressure. Wriggling, his toes, he could see the shape they made near the top of her abdomen. "I'm gonna-" Emma pulled him close enough to feel their chests together as she screamed in pleasure to pull his knee through. It hurt so much for Flynn to be contorted that way against the shape his legs wanted to be. He couldn't put up a fuss, it was their special night. Her special night.

As she came down from the peak, her face still clenched up, she asked almost desperately, "Tits or ass? Or thighs? Hips? Wherever you like, where shall I put you?"

"What?"

"The fat! What do you want to be, I can choose."

"Erm." the crushing strength of her cunt became a real distraction working up his thick thighs and cutting off blood flow.

"Tits it is. You always loved those. I could do with a size bigger to really pop." Unexpectedly, she kissed him passionately and really squeezed her boobs against him. "Last chance to do that." she said and Flynn realised, his head was lower than hers now as he'd nearly fallen in up to his balls. She moved his hand back to her pussy. "Come on, we can rub one more out before the killing blow."

"I love you." was all he could think to say as his fingers struggled to work with most of the area rather full.

"Love you too."

"You know I always loved your thighs too, right? When you'd sit and I'd kneel while you crushed my head until you came. I couldn't breathe. Sometimes, I wanted to suffocate." He realised he was getting quite weepy. "Better that than to disappoint you right?"

"That'd be a waste of good sustenance. It wouldn't be the same, sloshing you if you were dead already. Hey, can wriggle now? Kick and fidget? Ohhh yeah, like that. Don't stop the fingers, though."

"You like that?"

"You're so good at this. My tasty boy. Sure you can pad out my thighs. Maybe not too much, the rest will be tits ok?"

Speaking of tits, his face was at a perfect height now to really embrace them one last time. She squeezed them for him, half enveloping his head. In a way, a simulation of what was to come. To be wholly within her flesh.

"Yeah-" he said as he sunk below and took a breath right before his balls popped inside her like sucking jelly through a vacuum cleaner. "Oh my-"

"You'll like this bit" she said and shoved him onto his back before falling back herself, straightening them up to easy his slide in as his cock went in base first. He'd never felt that before. With his ass entering at the same time, her grip could not be tighter on his cock. At the same time, they both screamed and her orgasm pulled him in all the way up to the tip, forcing an ejaculation onto his tummy. "How was that?" she panted.

"Amazing."

"You're very last is a good one." she laughed and propped herself back up. "No stay down, it's easier." she scooped up his little puddle with her fingers. "Here, I'll give you the taste since it's your last chance." and she dripped it into his open mouth. Bending at the neck, he reached up to suck her fingers.

"I guess you are what you eat." they both laughed together. His last chance to eat cum before he became hers. "Oh. I love you, take me all now."

"I think it's time for your hands to go in." she said, sorry to have to rub herself instead.

He had to wriggle to fit them past his torso but he could see she liked that a lot. Flynn tried his best to push the mattress with his shoulders to really make her feel good. Emma let him slide in quickly up to just past his old scars below the nipples so he could savour the last bit that would feel great for him. Her stomach protruded a lot over him now. His POV was his own shape in her tummy, underboob and her eyes looking down at him. The upper chest was like a massage. They'd always liked when she played with his nipples so she pressed her weight down on him with her hands as she sucked him all the way up. Emma loved the way he whimpered every time.

"This is it, baby." Emma finalised as she engulfed the top of his shoulders, releasing the tension very quickly and snapping at his throat. He still had just enough space to bend at the neck and get some licks on her. "Ah yeah. You'll make such great fat. The next prey will be easy. All the boys and girls will want me."

Her ever so ravenous pussy made up the rest of his throat and then was the time for her to get up on her knees and push down his head. She was trembling again, so excited she was about to burst. He'd barely last seconds once he was in. Over the chin, Flynn realised he'd missed his chance to say a last goodbye so he stuck out his tongue the moment his teeth collapsed in under the pressure and really played that clit. The final thing he heard was her raging screams of pleasure and the last of him was sucked in. In an instant, a great stream of thick slick burst out of Emma, sending her onto her back to unleash the rest of his remains, drenching the rented mattress but it was ok because she was cumming so hard for him. She lay on her back gasping for breath, writhing all over the slippery mattress until all the feeling was gone. As she sat up, she saw Flynn's wedding ring sat in the middle of the puddle. She snatched it up, sucked it clean and put it back in the box she'd kept in her nightstand.

Looking in the body length mirror, she posed with her stomach as it was, admiring what Flynn had done for her before she shifted it about at will, filling out all the right places nicely. After a steamy shower where she'd had another wank. She walked back into the bedroom and stared at Flynn's remains already drying up before turning to get her clothes. That was when she realised. Her bra wasn't going to fit. Emma snorted at the idea, grabbed a white shirt, a short skirt, heels and nothing else. The clock read exactly 10:30. The club down the road was still open. Looking in the mirror, she smiled proudly cupping her boobs. "Ready babe?" she asked.

The End.

{Discussion} A question about Aryion because I find the layout confusing. Where do I put my written stories?

{Story} Their Final Anniversary (OC, dancinggreengiraffe) [fatal, f-pred, semi-willing, pussy vore]