My nipples begin to tingle with a strange new sensation, and then suddenly a tidal wave of pleasurable calm and relief washes over me. The ache in my massive, swollen breasts eases, and the two Hordans rumble into my flesh with moans so I can feel their satisfaction as they feast upon the breastmilk pouring down their throats. They swallow it down in greedy gulps as if they haven’t eaten in years, and the effect on their libidos is instant, and I have to admit to an exponential increase in my own.
I wasn’t expecting it to feel so good, but the whole experience is like an insanely drawn out orgasm. Every pull at my breast sends a joyous thrill through my body that keeps me riding the quivering edge of climax, and the sight of two Hordans taking such obvious pleasure from my body’s ample milk production is hot as fuck. He’s literally made me the center of a universe full of hims, where I am quite literally the queen.
It’s a total mind-fuck and so flattering I can’t quite comprehend all the attention. My body responded with delight at one Hordan, and now he’s doubled. It’s not long before I’m gushing arousal and stomping my foot at the mattress with a restlessness my core is desperate to release. I slide my slick thighs together, searching for friction to ease the intolerable need my thirsty monsters have sparked inside me.
They’re not unaffected either. They thrust into the mattress on either side of me, and I very much long for one of them to slip between my legs and thrust there. Deeply. I need the emptiness to be filled.
The Hordan at the foot of the bed chuckles.
He steps forward and kneels on the edge of the mattress, and I stare at him when he makes no move to come closer.
“You’re seriously just going to stay there?” I whine, as the twin Hordans suckle in alternate rhythms. Their two strong mouths pull my nipples deep at opposing times, and the way their lips then press into my breast tissue when they swallow drives me wild with need. They’repumpingthe milk from me, and it feels so fucking good I’m soaking the bedcovers with my juices.
The watchful Hordan smiles at me. “You taste and smell delicious, Pet.” He glides his tongue over his bottom lip and asks, “Will you trust me to serve you?”
Unable to form words, I can only nod.Hurry, I beg him from inside my delirious mind. I need… I need…
“I know what you need,” he rumbles.
Each Hordan on my breast hooks an arm behind one each of my knees. They hike my legs high and spread me wide open, providing a full view of my dripping sex for the Hordan perched at the end of the bed.
“So fucking beautiful,” he growls, prowling forward on his hands and knees. He approaches so slowly the anticipation istorture, and when he takes his first lick, I squirm and buck against the holds the Hordans at my sides have on me.
I buck and stamp my feet like a wild animal, but they restrain me with ease.
“Hordan,” I cry out, as the need to come forces every other thought from my mind. “Please.Please. I need…”
“I know what you need,” he says again in a tone so calm it sends a strange sort of shockwave through me.
I lose track of reality a moment as the Hordans at my breasts release me. Without them anchoring me, my body feels like some dissociated thing lost in both time and space without hope of an end to the trembling intensity he’s built inside me. “Hordan.”
“Trust, Pet. Trust in my love and surrender. I know what you need.”
His deep voice gives my psyche something to grasp, as do the two sets of his strong hands that take hold of me. Love radiates through me, and I’m lifted from the mattress, flipped, and then set on all fours.
The twin Hordans latch back on to my breasts, tugging downward now, to give a whole new tantalizing sensation, and the third Hordan moves in behind me, licking at the arousal now running down my legs.
I give a needy whimper and can’t help my mind from projecting my desires.
“I know, sweet Doe-dee,” he whispers inside my mind. “A masterknowshow to prime his pet.”
His words confuse, alarm, and excite me all at once, and then my mind goes blank, because he has his massive cock pressed up against my entrance, and it’s everything I want and need. Right now.
“Yes,” I cry out with urgency. “Please.”
He feels so incredibly huge, I don’t know how it could possibly work, but he spreads my folds and glides the bulbous head of his cock through my slick, coating himself in my juices.
My body shudders with nervous, jittery energy, and Hordan hums low and soft and soothing.
“I’ve got what you want, sweet girl.” He tosses an empty tube of lotion in front of me, and I feel him smear something cool and soothing in and around my pussy. A pleasant floral scent fills the air and his big fingers start to work my entrance, stretching and tugging at my flesh.
I stiffen. “What is that?”
“Elasticity cream,” he explains. “Relax and let it happen,” he commands, as he probes at my pussy with what feels like hisfist.
I squeak, and he pulls his hand away before surrounding me with calm energy.
“Easy there, beautiful. Everything’s going to feel perfect real soon. You’ll see.” He notches the smooth, broad head of his cock at my well lubricated entrance, and I pant at the intense stretch and pressure as he leans into me from behind. “Surrender,” he whispers, and by some miracle, I flare open around the thick intrusion. “Good girl,” he coos and pushes his massive cock a little deeper before he eases back, then he forges forward, forcing my tight channel to accommodate his extreme girth.
