“I…” I trailed off asmoreof his cocks emerged.
Unfortunately, it was painfully obvious that putting the two together would be unmanageably thick—beyond even what I took from him as Cock-jizz the Zeanidion.
Hmph.
“Well, Iwantto,” I muttered petulantly, accepting I was beingtooambitious in this case.
Even science has its limits…
“We’ll start with one,” Ziggy calmly replied, although I noticed him lubricatingbothwith his tendrils. “You can milk it with your perfect ass while you come all over the other.”
Lordt. Have. Mercy.
My sneaky stellar collision knew exactly what he was doing with that filthy mouth of his, judging by his equally filthy smirk. But all thoughts of clapping back evaporated as he effortlessly lifted me into the air before lining up just one of his cocks with my eager little hole.
Ya boy is ready for descent.
“Breathe, babygirl,” Ziggy soothed, working his way in with slow, steady thrusts, deeper and deeper. “Let me in.”
“Nnngh…” I whined, burying my face in his furry neck and gripping his broad shoulders for dear life.
He grabbed my ass cheeks with his paws, spreading me wide as he continued to push me down onto his thick length. The stretch was almost unbearable, painful in the best way, and I was thankful he’d thought to wrap a tendril around my cock and squeeze before I could blow too soon.
Because I never want this to end.
“Fuck, Zig,” I mumbled, my body shuddering as my rim hit his balls. “Please…”
I wasn’t even sure what I was asking for, but my stellar collision knew. He loosened his hold on my shaft and pulled me closer, nestling my throbbing cock against the onenotburied in my guts and wrapping a tendril around both of us together.
I’m not gonna survive this.
“I’ve… got you,” he panted, holding me open as he used his tendrils to slowly raise and lower me. “Mine…”
At this point, I was almost beyond speech, and it sounded like Ziggy was struggling with words as well, but there was one more thing I needed to say.
Besides that other thing…
“Breed me,” I murmured, essentially giving my Space Daddy the green light to wreck my ass.
Even with how eager I was to be wrecked, Ziggy never gave me more than I could handle. Yes, he increased his pace, but it was controlled—the drag of his one cock against mine and the other against my p-spot just enough to have me dancing on the edge of release, sobbing into his fur while I slowly unraveled.
“More…” I managed to croak, no longer able to see through my tears. “I can handle more. P-please…”
“Good boy,” he gritted out, tightening his grip on my ass, betraying just how much he’d been holding himself back. “Because I still need to give you my knot.”
What…
My dick-drunk brain had barely given two slutty thumbs up when Ziggy abruptly slammed me down onto what I’d mistakenly thought were his balls. And, as usually happened with his knot-blessed skinsuits, the instant he locked into place, my vision whited out, and I exploded all over both of us.
When I came to, Zig wasstillpumping cum deep into my ass with his long fangs buried in my neck like a Wookie vampire.
“F-f-fuuuuuuck…”I moaned asmorecum pulsed out of me, coating his fur-covered chest and abs, combining with the release shooting out of his second cock.
He must have “somno fun-timed” me at that point, because when I opened my eyes again, I was flat on my back, free from the knot but with Ziggy’s Borque head between my thighs as he gently lapped at my incredibly sore little hole.
Ground Control to Commander Babygirl.
“Fuck,” I repeated, craning my neck to sleepily gaze down at him. “What’s the damage?”
