It must flow : Part 2 (Dune sandworm)

 It had been a few days now since you had passed your tests and, despite the fact that the way that you had passed the test in a rather unorthodox method, you were now moving on the training stage of your journey in becoming a warrior, the warm drifting across the air and your skin as they would do so. The first couple days of training had been basic, mostly learning about your weaponry, learning how it was used and learning how to fight against the other forces with it although it would be quickly become apparent that just training you in combat wasn’t the plan due to the fact that the other forces that were wandering around Arrakis were much more heavily armed with intent to plunder the spice, no matter the cost. However, you and the other fremen did have a couple of tricks up your sleeves, the first being that your nomadic nature meant that there were no strongholds that you could be trapped in or corners for you to be pinned down in but your second secret and your most valuable one could be found underneath the sand.

It was the sandworms that would aid you within the battles that would come in the future, although you were told that they would not spare any adversary to sate their own carnal desires like they had done with you. There were two methods that the sandworms could be used to destroy the enemy, one of which being to simply let the sandworms do their work and kill the enemy by dragging them into the sand and to never see them again, their corpses consumed by the worms. The second was a technique that the generations of fremen had been working on for generations which was to tame the sandworm and be able to ride them into battle, to make sure that they could be commanded despite their size and deathly risk that they would pose upon you regardless of if you were friend or foe.

The role of a rider was not one a simple fremen could do and the reason that you were chosen was that you were able to survive being dragged away by the beasts, the elders viewing you as being chosen by them for some reason. Either way, you were now where you were now, standing in a hole in the sand at night, the area still being cripplingly warm despite the fact that you weren’t wearing anything, your moisture suit being left by the side of the sand since they wanted you to be naked. They had a theory that, since the creatures had torn your clothes off and had sex with you, you clearly had something that they desired biologically and as such they decided that you being naked was a lot easier then you just being fully clothed and having to take them off again.

With that you were waiting, of which you had been doing for hours, your eyes looking up at the darkness, wondering if the other forces that were attempting to harvest the spice of the planet that you called home were hovering above. You imagined the battles that would be undertaken against the plunderers, the enemy soldiers killed within the sands which would claim their bones and bodies in time, their vehicles turned to mere scrap metal which would also be left to rust under the sand when the next storm came. The dunes were the one constant that you could rely on this planet with no matter how far you moved and how long it took you to go from place to place, no matter what you did or what you lost, you’d know that the sands would be with you all the same, forever.

That was when you saw the sands start to shift in front of you, the sand moving across itself as a worm would come towards you with you being ready to embrace the work as you waited for its arrival, sweat dripping down you. You could see that it was another juvenile worm moving towards you although it seemed to be larger then the worms that had you at their mercy in the cave with you wondering how big this one could possibly be as it got closer and closer to your location. Eventually you’d watch as the worm would reach the area right outside the hole, the worm moving closer and closer to  you before she would proceed to pop out of the wall of the hole, slowly slithering this way out and revealing itself to you, your eyes taking in the larger being once again.

The first place that you looked was the head with you watching as the fleshy petals that made up the mouth would open up to reveal the flower-like resting face, the inside of the mouth being a fleshy pink with hundreds of holes running around it with you assuming that those holes were used for it to breath under the sand. Your eyes would then look across the rest of the head of the worm, seeing that the head had neither nostril nor eye, instead just having a large and bulging head that was covered in large bumps all over it, some of the bumps being simple growths whilst the others were clearly linked to whatever the bones were on this thing with you being able to see it as it ran across the petals flesh. Your eyes eventually moved down to the beasts long body,watching as the ribs would run down the worm before you see something on the beast of which seemed to be some kind of slit, the slit undulating in the air as the hole would slowly open up.

You’d watch as the hole would open more and more by the second, the woman’s hole dripping with fluids as the body would wind around in the sand, slowly winding around your body and making it more and more cramped within the sands by the moment. You could feel the ripped skin of the worm rubbed across your skin as she would tighten around them, feeling the tightness against your ribs and torso as you moved your hands upwards into the walls, feeling the sand cascade down your fingers. You’d then feel as the worm would slowly bundle itself in between your legs, spreading somewhat before she would proceed to angle her head so it was slightly above your own, drool dripping down from her mouth as you’d look as what you assumed to be her pussy would open fully.

You’d see as the hole would drip down onto the floor, pushing down by the sand before you’d watch as the worms would start to move towards your cock, clenching around the air as the sandworm would make some kind of noises. You’d watch as the hole would grow closer and closer to your member, the woman seeming to struggle to not jam your cock inside her right away, the petals rubbing against one another as she would do so, the warmth of her being felt all around you in the process. You’d then see as the woman’s pussy was resting right against the tip of your cock, fluids dripping down the worm-like body before she proceeded to slowly slam herself down your cock driving it deeper and deeper down your member as she would do so.

You’d groan as you’d feel the warm and wet hole would push against your member, your walls clenching and clenching around it in almost heartbeat-like tempo, pushing and rubbing against the veins as you did so. Eventually she would reach the base which was where she would rest for several moments before she would pull herself up your cock, doing the same motions she was doing going down your member, the mouth slowly shutting in the process,neading the spit into her petals as she did so. She would reach your tip where she would stop again for a couple seconds, this time aggressively nuzzling against the tip of your coco, grasping at the glands before proceeding to slam itself down onto your tip, a moan escaping your mouth and dissolving in the air in the process.

She would repeat this process several times over, moving up and down your member almost mechanically, going from head to tip and making it so that every single inch of your cock was covered in her thick, wet fluids. As she did this you didn't really know what to do with the rest of your body, not knowing if you would trigger something in her if you happened to touch her although you were getting bored about the sinking feeling of your fingers pushing against the sand hole that you and her were having sex in. Eventually you decided that you might as well go about moving your arms, pushing them into the sand then flexing them into a hug motion, catching her in her grasp which made her tighten against you but it didn’t feel like a threatening gesture, instead feeling like one of love.

With that she would stop for a couple seconds, clenching around the base of your member a couple of times before she would start again but this time it seemed like she was speeding up inside of going at a steady pace. The woman would grow faster and faster by the moment, slowly ramming and hitting against your waist as you groaned out into the air, looking up at the worms mouth to see that it was opening as well although it didn’t seem to be making any sound with you briefly wondering if they actually had vocal cords or not. This train of thought would be interrupted by the feeling of her body ramming against your own again, the fluids dripping across your legs and your member as you realized that she had changed tactics about how she clenched around your member.

Instead of the random, heartbeat-like clenching around your member she was instead clenching around your cock in a almost milking-like motion, drifting across the entirety of your cock, going from base to tip regardless of where she was when she was thrusting.She’d move from your tip to your base to your tip again, massaging your member to a rather extreme extent as she would make sure that the rest of your cock was pleasured as well, moving across your member in waves and making it pulse out with pleasure. Your arms would start clenching around her again, hugging against her body as she would tighten herself around you once again, curling around your body and tying herself into knots for you as she did so, her mouth opening wildly as it moved closer to your own.

That was when she would start to go even faster against your member, a mixture of your moans, the sounds of sand hitting against sand and the wet plapping of your crotch against her own echoing out around the hole. You could feel as the pleasure would melt around your cock, the clenching and rubbing drifting across your member making your fingers flicking around the air, taking sand off the walls as you would do so, your hips even springing to life before she would ram against the worm. You’d feel as the two of you would clash, slamming against one another as the fluids sprung all over the place, the fluids hitting against the sand as you would do so, the worms tail burrowing against the walls which meant she was feeling quite a lot of pleasure too even if she wasn’t showing it.

That was when you felt yourself begin to throb inside of her, your cock pushing up against her holes which responded by clenching around your member, groping away at your member and rubbing against your glands as you did so.  You’d feel as the pressure would grow more and more intense by the moment, the orgasm that you were attempting to hold off getting harder and harder to avoid, your hands clutching away at the sand as you got closer and closer to orgasm inside of the worm. Eventually you couldn’t take it anymore, gasping out into the air as you rammed yourself inside of her, making sure that you were as deep as you could go as you did so, feeling as her pussy would clench around your member to make sure not a single drop of cum escaped her.

You’d feel as the ropes would start spraying out of your cock, the massive amount of ropes pushing deeper into her pussy with each volley, the woman staying deathly still as you would pump her full of your seed. The ropes would grow stronger and stronger before they would reach their peak, a massive bundle of ropes shooting out from your cock and nestling inside of her, no doubt getting her pregnant if you were compatible, the woman’s pussy clenching around your member a couple of times as you did so. Eventually your orgasm would start to come to an end, several ropes escaping your cock which would grow smaller and smaller by the second  before turning into mere drops, a sigh escaping your mouth as the worms mouth would open as if to moan.

After a few moments of needing to get its breath back, you felt as the beast would start to unwind against your body, slowly moving across your body and loosening around your chest and your arms, the woman turning her head and burrowing back into the sand, leaving you on your own again. With that you assumed that the beast had been tamed, your cock dripping with her fluids as you looked up to the night again, knowing that you’d be able to lead a army of them in the future if you were able to tame them in such a way, your eyes glancing down at the sand to watch it shimmering in the moonlight, the grains of sands shifting all over the place and falling down as more worms slithered towards you. With that you’d simply smile to yourself, knowing your fate as you would lay back and wait for them to arrive, knowing that you had the strength to tame each and every last one of them.