Waking Up With Black Tongue Novels & Stories

Flattening my tongue to its full width, I take one long, slow stroke from her ass all the way to her clit. "Oh god! Yes!" she yells. "Eat me, Mike. Please! Eat my pussy!" I push my tongue just between her steamy, dripping lips and begin lapping at her juices that have built up inside her. Her taste is arousing and my cock is rock hard as I tongue fuck her and eat her delectable cream. She's pushing her ass off the bed and spreading her legs wider, trying to suck my tongue deeper inside her sweet black pussy. While sliding my tongue in and out of her delicious cavern, I watch her aroused pink clit peek out from under its fleshy black hood. This is what I like about fucking in the daylight; yo

Blood. The metallic tang of blood on my tongue jolted me awake. I blinked against the harsh morning light streaking through the windows. My vision was blurry and unfocused, but as I tried to move my hands, the sticky liquid that coated them anchored me to reality. The haze I’d woken up with was now gone. The blood that streaked across my fingers and the flesh under my nails were unmistakable.

Four guards were assigned to guard and protect us. I was already familiar with them. This particular day, the one that was usually assigned the morning shift on Tuesdays, entered "Luna, breakfast." I was so excited to eat that I rose to take my food. I took my food and settled down to eat. Immediately, I put the food in my mouth and started chewing. I noticed that my throat was burning. I swallowed it to stop the burning, but that just made it worse. I started choking and vomiting blood. I held my throat to ease the pain, but that did not even help at all.

Blood trickled down my nose, the warm taste thick on my tongue as I struggled to stay conscious. In that moment, I teetered on the brink of unconsciousness before everything went black.

I lоvе the fееlіng of his mоuth оn mе, and thе shivers passing асrоѕѕ my bоdу. Whеn I wаkе up оn thе ѕhіttу mаttrеѕѕ, I’m сlеаrеr. My bоdу tіnglеѕ, аnd I remember the drеаm. Blаkе is my еvеrуthіng. I knоw thіѕ now.

But beneath the revulsion, a treacherous heat bloomed low in my belly, tingling and spreading outward with every deliberate stroke. Gods… his tongue. It was impossibly long and thick, rough like warm velvet over sand, textured in a way no human tongue could ever be. It curled slightly at the tip, pressing firmly against my folds, parting them, tasting every inch of me as if I were the rarest nectar. When it dragged over my clit again I couldn’t stop the tiny gasp that escaped my lips. My eyes snapped open. The Black Beast was between my spread thighs.

Black. Voices woke me.

I assured her and instructed one of the ladies to make a cup of chamomile tea which will calm her tense body down in no time. She was led to the room where she was attended to while I waited by Mr. Black’s side for him to wake up. He finally woke up after three hours and he seeing me by his side made him jump a bit “How are you feeling right now? Do you feel better?” I asked, a broad smile on my face He tried speaking but couldn’t say anything well, his throat was still a bit swollen and the redness of his skin were still visible. “You cannot afford to speak now or force anything out if you don’t want to lose your voice forever” I threatened subtly and that made him surrender.

I was just about to speak when a massive coughing fit seized me, and my body began to shake uncontrollably. I groaned in pain. Immediately after, bright red blood actually seeped out from between my fingers, dripping to the floor and creating a startling scene. In that instant, everyone looked at me in shock—even Simon, who had offered me the glass, was scared out of his wits. "How could this happen?" Willa sounded completely stunned. She instinctively reached out to support my limp body as it slumped toward the floor. Delilah, however, beat her to it and caught me. She no longer had that carefree smile on her face as she bellowed, "Hurry up and call for an ambulance!"

Because the world couldn’t go on like this. “Don’t think too hard.” He brushed a strand of hair from her face. His fingers lightly brushed her temple and suddenly exhaustion washed over her. “Sleep.” Her eyes closed on their own accord. Sleep came much easier. ⸻ Liz woke up to a metallic taste on her tongue. It was disgusting. If she didn’t know better, she’d think it was blood. She didn’t think much of it though, perhaps she had bitten her mouth while sleeping? There had to be some explanation. What bothered her was just how better she felt. She even managed to get out of bed all on her own. Humans didn’t recover this quickly. She was sure.