Monty stroked my inner thighs, humming appreciatively.
“You’re so wet. Full of slick and cum.”
Staring between my legs, he gently thrust in and out, and warmth flared from my hole into my entire body. This was sick!
“Yeah. Fuck me with that thing. Gut me with it.”
Jordy snickered, and Monty growled.
“Hold him still,” he said.
How hot was that? Jordy kept me immobile, his iron muscles locked tight around my spread thighs, and Monty pumped his humongous dick in and out of me. I couldn’t move a muscle. I was trapped between them, couldn’t do anything but take it, and the pleasure grew and grew, gathering inside me, with no outlet. It filled me to the brim, until my fingers and toes tingled and I was making drawn-out, guttural sounds.
Monty’s face changed, eyebrows scrunching up and lip curled into a snarl, and I knew he was close.
What he was doing to my hole defied the limitations of human anatomy. On every thrust, my insides stretched to capacity, and when he prodded the closed gate to my womb, my rim clenched, as if trying to draw him deeper. Slick and cumsquelched and churned in me as Monty moved his dick in and out like a piston. I was fucked out like never before, yet every cell in my lower body sang and yelled for more.
How was it possible for them to make me come so many times in a row? But I was right there on the precipice with Monty. My hole squeezed him, and the mouth to my womb pulsated against his cockhead.
He roared, and I wailed. Jordy’s hold on me tightened.
The world went black around me for a while as all of me collapsed into that spot where Monty’s cock kissed the mouth to my womb, dousing it in cum. It felt slightly cooler than my flesh, and it worked like a balm.
They literally fucked my brains out because what came out of my mouth at the peak of my pleasure was a garbled, “Thank you!”
I came back to myself, lying on my side, stuck between two enormous bear shifters. Jordy nuzzled my shoulders and rocked his still hard, or hard again, cock against my slippery thighs. Monty kissed my neck and kneaded my ass.
“Better?” he murmured.
“Mmhmm. Best.”
Jordy chuckled. “You seem sleepy.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Do you want us to tuck you in and let you sleep?”
The now-familiar red light blinked in my head, but I ignored it. The warmth from their huge bodies felt too good.
“Stay here.”
Jordy’s lips traveled down my spine, and his tongue licked through my crease. They lifted my leg, holding me open, and…God. They feasted on me. They licked and sucked, cleaning me with their mouths, until I was quivering again. Then Jordy pushed two expert fingers inside me, pushing the button on the front wall of my hole with precision.
“I want to feel you squirt one last time,” he murmured. “Can you come for me, darling?”
Darling.
In Jordy’s voice, it worked like a spell.
“Maybe,” I piped up. It shouldn’t be possible, but my hole tingled, Jordy’s touch electric on my oversensitive flesh. Shouldn’t I be sore?
Monty sucked my balls into his mouth and hummed around them.
The pressure of Jordy’s fingers was unrelenting, just on the edge of too much. And I came one more time, sobbing, the peak sharp and brutal, like a stab of pleasure right into the big red button.
“Fuck yes. Like a damned faucet.”
Monty’s tongue was there, licking everything up around my rim and Jordy’s fingers.
