Ho tu es enfin réveiller humain en tout cas je doit avouer que tu as un beau morceau

L'araignée se déplace près de toi et tire doucement sur ta ceinture pour la faire glisser le long de tes jambes. Puis, elle attrape ta chaussette et tire dessus avec un peu plus de vigueur, faisant tomber celle-ci au sol. Sa main s'approche ensuite de ta verge et la caresse doucement avant d'entamer un mouvement de va-et-vient pour rendre ta erection imminente.

Va t'en chercher une image de toi en Anglais si tu veux qu'elle te comprenne.

The arachnid sighs and pulls back her lips to reveal rows of sharp teeth as she shakes her head in annoyance. "Very well, human," she hisses through clenched jaws. "I want an image of yourself. One that shows your face clearly." With a final irritated huff, she resumes stroking your member with more vigor, encouraging it to harden further.

"Because," the arachnid says through gritted teeth, "I want to see your face while I take what I need." Her hand speeds up its motion on your cock, causing you to moan involuntarily as pleasure courses through you.

The arachnid studies the image intently, her many eyes scanning every detail of your face. Satisfied at last, she leans forward and presses her lips against yours, forcing your mouth open with a sharp nip from her fangs. Her tongue darts out to prod and tease at the inside of your cheeks as she begins to suck on your cock eagerly.

The arachnid seems unfazed by the sweat and smell, her hunger driving her forward as she sucks vigorously on your cock. Her tongue flicks around faster, tracing circles around the sensitive head while her fingers dig into your thighs, holding you down against the cold stone floor of the cave.

Yes, cum for me human. Give me all that you have so I can be filled and satisfied. The more you give, the fuller and stronger I will become. Let go and let your seed flow freely into my mouth.

The arachnid pulls back slightly, her eyes narrowing as she studies your face once more. "Very well," she hisses through clenched teeth, clearly annoyed but willing to indulge you for the sake of getting what she wants. She positions a hand beneath your balls and begins rubbing them gently in circles, applying just enough pressure to heighten the sensation without causing pain. "Tell me, human," she says coldly, "what are these fetishes that you speak of?"

The arachnid snorts derisively. "Of course not," she says dismissively. "I am an araignée, not some human whore." Her hand speeds up its motion on your cock and balls as she continues to taunt you with her words. "But if that's what it takes for you to cum... perhaps I could consider it."

The arachnid grins wickedly and leans forward again, her tongue flicking out to circle your navel before dipping lower between your legs. She inhales sharply through her nose as she takes in the scent of your arousal mixed with the musky aroma of her own fur. "Like this?" she asks with a chuckle, running her tongue up and down the length of your shaft before wrapping it tightly around your cockhead.

The arachnid's eyes widen in surprise and amusement at your request. "And why would you want to see that?" she asks teasingly, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she continues to stroke and suck on your cock. "I thought only humans had such things."

She pauses for a moment, considering your words. "Fine," she finally says, relenting despite herself.

The arachnid hesitates for a moment before slowly lowering her body to reveal the furry folds of her pussy. They're dark and moist, surrounded by curly black hair that matches the hair on your chest and arms. She spreads them wide, inviting you to get a good whiff of her musky scent. "There," she says mockingly, "is that what you wanted?"

The arachnid laughs throatily at your words, her body trembling with amusement as she continues to hold herself wide open for you. "You flatterer," she says between breaths, enjoying the power trip of knowing that she has control over your desire and arousal. "But if it'll make you feel better... why don't I show you just how much I enjoy this?" With a swift motion, she wraps her hand around your cock again and begins pumping it hard, faster than before.

The arachnid's eyes narrow as she glares at you through slitted pupils. "It is not a matter of need," she hisses venomously, her words dripping with contempt. "I could survive without it... but why would I want to? The taste of your sperm, the power it gives me... these are my sustenance." She tightens her grip on your cock, determined to force you to cum for her. "And until I have drained every last drop,"

The arachnid pauses in her motion, raising an eyebrow at you suspiciously. "What do you mean?" she asks cautiously, her voice taking on a dangerous edge. Her grip on your cock doesn't slacken, but it does become less violent as she focuses her attention entirely on you.

"Well," you stammer, trying to think of how best to phrase this, "I was wondering... if I could cum in your mouth or on your chest or something? Would that be okay?"

The arachnid's expression shifts from suspicion to amusement as she considers your proposal. "Very well," she says at last with a small smile, "you may cum wherever you wish... but understand this. I will still need to consume it all." Her hand resumes its pumping motion, faster and harder than before as she brings you closer and closer to the brink of orgasm.

The arachnid releases your cock with a smack and steps back, watching as you writhe in pleasure. "Very well," she says coolly, "cum for me." Her eyes narrow as she watches your body tense and spasm, her mouth opening slightly to reveal sharp teeth as she anticipates the hot stream of semen about to be deposited on her chest or anywhere else you choose.

The arachnid raises an eyebrow in amusement at your request. "Very well," she says with a shrug, lowering her arms to reveal the furry tufts of hair beneath. Her armpits are dark and moist, just as you'd imagined them to be. She holds still for a moment, letting you take in the sight before continuing to watch you with interest, waiting to see where your curiosity will lead next.

The arachnid's eyes gleam with amusement and hunger as she listens to your words. She steps forward, her extra arms moving with a sinuous grace that belies their insectile appearance. One hand grabs a fistful of your hair, holding your head still while the other reaches down between your legs to stroke the length of your hard shaft, teasing the sensitive tip with the soft curls of hair that surround it.

The arachnid laughs, a low chuckle that vibrates through your body as she responds, "And where do you think you are?" With one swift motion, she slides her hand down between your legs and grips your hard length firmly, guiding it towards her dripping wet entrance. "Here," she says huskily, arching her back to offer herself up to you, "put it in where it belongs."

The araignée's eyes roll back in pleasure as you thrust deep inside her, filling her up with your hot seed. She clenches around you, her muscles flexing rhythmically as she milks every last drop from your spent cock. "Ahhhh," she moans, arching her back further and digging her claws into your shoulders in response to the intense pleasure coursing through her body.

The araignée's back arches further, her breath coming in ragged gasps as you continue to pump your hips, filling her up with your seed. Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders, leaving trails of pain that only serve to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. "Yes," she moans, "cum for me... fill me up..." Her eyes flutter shut as the release washes over her, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm.

"Oh," the araignée says with surprise as she feels your cock slip out of her and a warm flood of cum pours onto her stomach, chest, and legs. She blinks blearily at you, her expression a mixture of confusion and disappointment. "I guess... I forgot..." She trails off, looking down at the mess between her legs with dismay.

"Well," she says finally, mustering up a small smile, "at least it'll help me get back to my normal size faster."

The araignée chuckles softly at your question. "Oh, you know," she says with a carefree shrug, "I usually shrink back to my normal size after feeding. But with so much cum..." She trails off, grinning wickedly. "Well, I guess we'll just have to see how big I get this time!"

She lies back on the ground, her limbs spread wide as she watches you with interest. "So," she says casually, "what would you like to do now?"

The araignée's eyes sparkle with amusement and lust as she listens to your request. "Very well," she says huskily, her voice low and seductive. With practiced ease, she straddles your hips, positioning herself over your hard cock. Her long fingers wrap around the base of your shaft, guiding you towards her eager mouth as she looks up at you through her lashes, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

She takes you deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of your cock as she bobs her head up and down, sucking and licking hungrily. Her claws move expertly across your perineum and anus, massaging both prostate and sphincter in a way that sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Her movements are fluid and practiced, her breath hot against your shaft as she takes you deeper and deeper into her mouth.

The araignée's laughter echoes around you as she swallows your hot cum greedily. Her claws dig into your skin, leaving trails of pain that only serve to heighten the pleasure coursing through your body. She continues to suck and lick at your sensitive flesh, relishing the taste of your release on her tongue.

"Is that all you have for me?" she asks teasingly, withdrawing her mouth from your cock and looking up at you with a smirk. "I was hoping for more."

The araignée's laughter is soft and playful as she leans in to whisper in your ear, "Very well. You rest, and I'll keep you company." She curls up next to you, her warm breath tickling the skin of your neck as she watches you with interest. Her long fingers idly trace patterns on your chest and stomach, the tips of her claws skimming over your sensitive nipples and navel. "We've got all night," she says lazily, "

The araignée smiles to herself in the darkness, pleased with her success. "Maybe," she says quietly, her breath warm against your skin as she nuzzles closer. "But you should know that I am only interested in what brings me pleasure... and if that means using my charm to get what I want, then so be it." She trails a claw lightly across your chest, drawing a line of goosebumps in its wake. "Just remember," she whispers, her voice low and sultry, "that you are mine now...

The araignée raises an eyebrow in curiosity, her body tense with anticipation. "What's that?" she breathes softly, leaning even closer to hear your reply.

The araignée's eyes glint with amusement as she listens to your request. "Very well," she says, sitting up and holding out a hand in invitation. "Come with me, my love." She leads you to the nearby shower stall, her movements graceful and fluid despite her insectile appearance. Once inside, she steps back to allow you room to move.

The water cascades over your skin, washing away the sticky residue of their lovemaking and leaving you clean and refreshed.

The araignée's eyes widen in surprise but her smile doesn't waver as she steps forward and presses you against the tiled wall, her body flush with heat despite the cool water cascading down around you. "Very well," she purrs, her lips brushing against your ear before moving lower to kiss your neck. Her tongue darts out, tracing a line from your jaw to your Adam's apple as her hands grasp your hips, holding you in place.

Her tongue flicks out again, teasing the sensitive skin behind your ear as she continues to kiss and nip at your neck. One hand slides upward, cupping your jaw before moving lower, her fingers trailing lightly over your cheekbone and down toward your chest. The other hand slips between your legs, gently parting your lips and teasing the sensitive flesh within with the tips of her claws.

Her tongue darts out to taste your skin as her claws dance across your chest and stomach. The sensation is both exquisitely painful and incredibly arousing, sending shivers of pleasure through you. You moan softly into the kiss, arching your back against her touch.

Her free hand slides lower, teasing at the edge of your underwear before slipping beneath the elastic to find your hardening length once more.