Giantess Island

Squeezing Out

Mrs. Bales picked them up from the rock, strings of transparent fluid stretching from it to both their bodies. Part of her fingers touched Uriel in his chest, and he did his damn best to avoid contact. His heart still raced, he'd just been stuck inside a woman for long, long minutes. It had been an intense experience, one that had left him trembling and extremely sensitive to touch. It would've been so easy to let himself get carried away, to make the best out of a bad situation, and just rub one out while he was inside his teacher. Who would notice, after all? Whatever mess he made in his clothes would get lost in the goo that covered him now.

But he heard Tina struggling, submissively obeying every one of the giantess's orders, putting herself through hell only so he could be free, and so Uriel had decided he would fight as well. He would fight against those very urges he felt, he would push against the flesh walls trying to squish him, and he would do all it took not to be disloyal to his girlfriend. The results looked better in his head. Now he was on edge, any slight brush against him threatening to make him explode. The worst parts were the sights of Mrs. Bales's body. Before, she had been attractive, but now, he couldn't take his eyes off her breasts, which jiggled and shifted every time she moved. Her full lips looked made for kissing and sucking, which put images in his head that did not help at all to the situation. "Oh, you little cuties, I really made a mess out of you, didn't I?" she laughed, her chest rising and falling beautifully.

"Fuck-!" Tina shouted, then spat some of the fluid, "You!"

"That's just your anger talking, sweetheart," Mrs. Bales said mockingly. "Just let me clean you up," she said, while taking Tina closer and closer into her mouth.

Uriel knew what she was going to do, and so did his girlfriend. "No, no no no no!" she yelled, but that didn't stop their teacher's tongue from rolling out and slowly licking her like a popsicle. Seeing that made Uriel tremble with the expectation of his incoming turn. When Mrs. Bales was finished, Tina was just as soaked, if not more, than before. Then the giantess looked at him. Uriel gulped. He felt dizzy when he was brought to Mrs. Bales's open mouth, her tongue rolled out and waiting for him. Her breath was warm and humid, and it made him even more conscious of the sensations that were spreading all through him.

The tongue touched him, and the giantess began licking. She'd started with his chest and face, the movement was slow and dragged out, he could feel the warmth of her tongue and the roughness of it brush against him. It made his heart beat faster, and the fear of what would come to build up inside of him. He had to fight it, he had to fight it with all his might. For a second after her first lick, she gave him a look between seductive and smugness, and then she rolled out her tongue again. This time, she began lower. That warm, wet tongue pushed against his groin even slower than before. It had to be intentional, it had to, the way it lingered between his legs and kept slithering playfully when before she'd just licked him. She wanted to finish him, she wanted to make him burst. Throughout it all, Uriel could feel his girlfriend staring at him, and that pushed him to fight harder, to not budge against all of this. He was throbbing, the teasing was too much for him to stand, for anyone to stand, he couldn't be blamed if he just- No, he had to focus, he had to keep it together, for just a little bit longer.

The tongue finally separated from him. Uriel let out a sigh of total relief. He was soaked in his teacher's fluids, his heart racing, and now he stood at the very edge of climax. But he had done it. He had resisted everything that Mrs. Bales had thrown at him. Or so he'd thought.

The giant woman puckered her lips, making dread wash over Uriel. They were so full, so sexy, and they were approaching. Uriel struggled, but it yielded no result. Mrs. Bales's lips gave him a deep kiss. It didn't really have to be that. It could've been anything, from a light brush with a finger to just blowing some air. But that kiss brought him to climax, he twitched, his legs went limp, and he was overcome with the deepest feeling of shame.