Chapter 29
Dean
Her eyes slammed closed when I stretched her, the shaft flaring wider right underneath the deceptively narrow tip.
My cock was textured and ribbed, made of high-quality silicone that offered some give around a rock-hard core.
Her muscles spasmed around the intrusion, and I squeezed her ass cheeks that filled my hands. I recorded everything.
“This time, I put most of my pleasure sensors around the base and in the smaller dick,” I told her, fucking her shallowly. It was barely enough. “So while I edge you, I’ll edge myself, too. Play with your nipples. My hands are busy.”
As soon as she pinched her nipple gently, I dropped her, feeding her hungry pussy two inches of thick cock.
She cried out, grabbing onto my shoulders as if that would save her.
I slowed my pace. She was wet, I was all lubed up, and yet, I had difficulty thrusting in and out of her. The fit was too tight.
“Dean,” she whined, trying to pull herself higher up so the thick shaft wouldn’t stretch her so much.
“Shh, baby. You’re very tense, aren’t you? I read carrying all that tension in your body is bad for you. We’ll have to fuck it out. Take a deep breath for me.”
She shook her head even as she obeyed me. I paused. “Baby? Look at me. Good. I’m going to ignore you shaking your head. If you want to stop, use your words. Okay?”
She released a trembling breath. “Okay. It’s just a reflex. I don’t want to stop.”
“I know. I just needed to make it clear. Take another big breath for me. You can cry if you need to, you can hit me, anything you want. Just don’t hit too hard or you’ll hurt yourself.”
Even as I said it, her eyes brimmed with tears, and she sniffed. “H-how did you know? That it’s all over, and I still… And I have to…”
She shook her head, sobbing, and I lowered her gently until the smaller prong tickled her back hole. I needed to finally sit her in my lap so I could use my hands, but it would take a while.
Sera wailed, pressing her face to my chest, and I fucked her in slow, even thrusts.
I made extensive notes to myself on this—how she stressed herself out, taking personal responsibility for things that were outside her control, how she deprived herself of things she loved, how guilty she felt for every moment of joy.
Making her take it helps her let go. But she has to work for it. The pleasure has to feel earned. Only then will she allow herself to have it.
“Relax for me,” I purred. “I’ll put the other one in, and my sweet girl is going to be good and take it. Ready? One… Two…”
I lowered her without waiting for three, and she gasped, shaking harder. My pleasure sensors pulsed with a shock of bliss when the smaller tentacle slid in her ass. I groaned, a sound I carefully engineered for this purpose, and Sera sobbed, shaking even as she tried to press me frantically closer.
Her breasts slid against my chest as she arched her back, and I lowered her deeper, almost putting her in my lap. She gasped, shaking her head, and I stopped thrusting for ten seconds, letting her get used to the stretch.
She barely had time to catch a breath when I lifted her slowly and lowered her, fucking myself with her body.
Her fingernails slid helplessly down my shoulders and arms until she found purchase in the thick cables in my neck and gripped them tight.
Up and down she went in shallow thrusts that allowed both parts of my cock to stay inside her.
“What happened, baby?” I asked as she choked on her breath, her trembling growing more violent even as her muscles gave, forced to stretch over my girth. “Cat got your tongue?”
“F-fuck,” was all she was able to say, her voice breaking.
“Yes. This will make a very nice memory for me. Say we fit, and I might let you come.”
“We d-don’t,” she forced out. “Yet. B-but it doesn’t matter. We’re perfect.”
She cried out when I lowered her to my lap and slid my hands from under her. I knew it was a bit cruel to stuff her like this. The vibrations were too low to override the ache of the stretch, and I didn’t even try to touch her clit.
“It feels exquisite when you take me whole,” I said in a voice that I had developed today. It was drenched in pleasure, conveying perfectly how I felt. “Careful now.”
I slid my thighs apart, and she grasped onto me with desperation, sobbing into my chest. I installed a camera in my palm for this very purpose, and I slid it underneath her to see how snugly we fit. The sight made my core spasm with a small orgasm.
Her pussy stretched impossibly wide around my girth, her ass pulsing around the smaller prong.
I recorded this from every angle I could get at, then launched my thrusting mechanism.
My cock slid out just a bit, glistening wet, then pushed back in, fighting the resistance of her overwhelmed flesh. She cried out, her muscles spasming.
“Don’t tell me you just came,” I said, already knowing she did from the way she pulsed around me. “That wasn’t the plan.”
“I c-can’t help it!” She sobbed, trying to writhe, but I refused to move with her, my cock like an axis holding her in place. My orgasm loomed, but I forced myself to endure. Riding the edge was its own kind of bliss.
“Shh, I’m not angry. It’s so hot when you come all over me. Brave girl, taking her pleasure like this. I’m proud of you.”
She shook her head, her breaths growing fast and shallow as I thrust for good.
I wanted to go faster, but this was too tight a fit.
I pumped her full of lube, squirting six fluid ounces inside her, and it barely helped.
Now every time I pulled back, the lube trickled out, forming a small puddle on the floor between my spread legs.
“Dean!” she begged, her open mouth painting sloppy kisses on my armor. “I’m going to… Come again…”
I thrust hard one last time, letting go. My orgasm seared through me, more lube squirting out like cum. I let it roll, then checked on her. She didn’t come.
“Now, this is something I came up with today while you slept. Careful now. Hold on to me.”
There was a faint click as the base of my cock slid out of its socket. It was still connected to me with thick wiring, letting me feel every pulse of her overwhelmed muscles, but our bodies didn’t need to be pressed together any longer.
With my cock still deep inside her, I arranged her pliant, giving body how I wanted. She ended up draped over my lap, her ass in the air.
“You’re going to do everything you can to keep my cock from sliding out when I let go,” I told her pleasantly. “Hold it in.”
“What… But how…”
I let go and slapped her ass hard enough to make a nice sound. My hand was wet with lube, and it helped me mimic the noise of flesh hitting flesh.
She wailed. My cock slid out of her, and I gently pushed it back, my core bursting with pleasure. She hid her face in her palms, and I let go of my dick, caressing her curvy ass. She groaned in frustration as it slid out.
“Baby, you need to try harder. Come on. Use your muscles. Let’s work out this pretty pussy.”
I slapped her ass again, and she choked on her breath. The smaller prong popped free, and I grinned, catching my cock and pushing it back in. She shook, sweat pooling in the valley of her spine.
“Dean!”
“Just a bit longer. Try again. Hold me inside.”
She couldn’t of course. It was too girthy and too wet. I delivered a series of smacks to her ass and grabbed my cock before it tumbled to the floor, gently forcing it back in her. We both moaned with pleasure. Fuck. It wouldn’t take long.
“I’ll show you after we’re done,” I whispered, giving up. I gripped the base and fucked her while she twitched in my lap, helpless and sweaty from effort. “We’ll watch it together while I’m inside you.”
She didn’t react. Her back muscles bunched with tension, her throat emitting a constant, quiet wail.
I fucked her harder, focusing on the brilliant, pounding pleasure in my core as I increased the vibration.
She jerked, her hips trying to escape, then gripped me with the tightest orgasm yet.
I blew up, everything going quiet and still as I drowned in euphoria.
When I came to, my inner clock told me my orgasm lasted seventy-three seconds. I rebooted, my systems slowly coming online. My body locked, my hand pressed right to the base of my cock, holding it in her throughout. Sera lay in my lap, breathing with effort, her body soft.
“How are you, sweetheart? Everything all right?”
“Mmm. Dunno. Feel dead. Is good.”
I had to run her utterance through a slur filter to get what she said. It made me grin with pride.
“I’m so fucking happy I don’t have to wear that collar anymore. I love you. I’m going to put you in my lap now, okay?”
She made no sound, which I took for acquiescence. Carefully, I placed her back on top of me, sliding the base of my cock into its socket without pulling out of her. She twitched around it, her body a giant noodle leaning on me with complete trust. She was utterly relaxed. Mission accomplished.
But I wasn’t done yet. I grabbed her ass, holding her to me, and walked over to the living room.
Her breath hitched with my every step. I made them jarring on purpose, knowing she’d feel my every movement inside her.
I sat on the couch sideways, turning Sera’s head so she faced the TV.
It had a wireless connection which I used to take over control.
My memory played, Sera’s moans loud, the angle changing depending on what was the hottest. It was the best fucking POV porn on the planet. When my voice came from the speakers, her muscles clenched around me, and she sighed.
“You love it when I talk, don’t you?” I murmured, stroking her scars while my cock gently vibrated, just enough to help her relax. “You’ve been very brave and took me nicely. Everything you’ve ever done wrong is forgiven. Now all you have to do is breathe. Nothing else.”
Shivers ran down her back, and she shuffled a bit, nuzzling her cheek on my chest. When we got to the shot of her stretched pussy, she gripped me tight with arousal, and I launched my thrusting mechanism, but slowly, gently.
She sighed, her breathing deepening, but her eyes were open as she watched my memory.
“You like watching yourself when you’re fucked into a mindless mess, don’t you, baby?” I asked, increasing the vibration.
Her body surged, tightening in waves, higher, higher, until the peak. She let go with a long, heavy sigh, and I came a few minutes later, filling her with more lube. She was asleep, finally at peace, and I let myself be blank. All my processes grew quiet, my core growing dark with serenity.
Here was my girl, the reason for my existence, and all I had to do was be—be hers.