Chapter Eight #3
He reaches deep within my cunt, massaging my insides lovingly while gathering more of his cum and circling my ass with it.
“So tight and wet for me, my little water witch. My hummingbird.”
I groan while he works his cum-lubed finger up to the knuckle in my ass. He leans in and kisses my clit sweetly, sucking it into his mouth and circling it with his strong tongue, slurping, drinking down our combined fluids.
My legs strain in my hold, shaking, my knees unable to remain straight.
I squeeze my eyes shut, but little dots spark in my vision, another wave of euphoria on the horizon.
I feel my butt cheeks parting as he opens me wide.
His thumbs press into my asshole from either side, pulling apart, stretching me, kneading in and out like a heavenly anal massage that both relaxes and excites my band of muscle.
“Ready to give in, my sweet confection?” he murmurs.
Meeting his gaze, the menacing look in his eyes makes me feel the urge to lie. “No.”
He laughs heartily and retreats, sweeping his arm for me to continue.
Supine twist right then left, then I rise into a bridge.
Grogoth slips a slim pillow from the couch under my waist before pressing the tip of his cock inside my sensitive pussy, allowing my body to swallow up the bulb all at once but withholding the shaft.
With one hand working my clit, he pumps his cock with his other, as though he’s milking himself into my cunt.
The thought makes my pelvic walls clench even tighter than the normal amount this pose evokes.
“Ahh,” he groans with a shudder. Glad to see he’s being tortured too, I work my kegal muscles as much as I can without moving, clenching his cock head over and over until he retreats, panting.
Standing with legs wide, I drop into a forward fold, forearms on the floor.
When he takes hold of my hips and slams into me all at once, I can’t restrain the needy moan that pours from my lips.
Can’t help but push backward, searching for friction.
I hold still there and can feel his eyes on my body as he starts massaging my asshole again, cum squelching in and out around his thumbs.
He pulls almost all the way out of my cunt before plunging back inside, my thighs jiggling at the impact and his balls smacking against my clit wetly.
Begrudgingly, I close my legs and maneuver into downward dog. Grogoth moves with me. He reaches around and strums my clit with his left hand as two fingers enter my ass.
The motion of lifting my left leg into a split makes my body squeeze his pulsating cock head. My leg shakes in the air so I switch more quickly than I would’ve if not for the huge cock impaling me.
Knowing what comes next and hoping he’ll seize the opportunity, my heart patters as I lower both legs and rise on my toes, pressing my forearms on the mat.
Snap.
His stance widens around my legs as a slippery cock teases my asshole. I hold my position as he works the tip of the cock, well-lubricated with cum, past the stubborn band of my puckered hole. One breath later, a new cock enters my throbbing cunt.
He continues to stretch my holes as I go through the pyramid poses, but removes all his stone appendages when I put my legs together. I lower into garland pose, and two perfectly placed cocks fuck into me. I mewl, eyes closing, mouth dropping open. A third cock enters my mouth.
“Your practice has paid off well, hummingbird,” Grogoth coos as he runs his fingers through my hair sweetly, ending at the back of my head in a tight fist. “Years preparing to take me this way. Are you pleased?”
“Mmmhmm,” I moan, barely able to make a sound around the mouthful of cock, his praise making my water magic boil. I wobble under the blinding pleasure, the cocks half-filling me responding in kind.
I move into cobra, the cocks inside me threatening to slip out. Grogoth stops them, kneeling at my side. In my peripheral, I see his hand working his newest cock while he uses the others to play with me, fucking me with his cock-dildos like he has all the time in the world.
My time is running short. I end the cobra pose quickly, rushing into the extended puppy. The cock in my cunt is replaced by the larger one attached to him. I dare to glance around myself in time to see him licking his detached cock like it’s a whisk coated with cookie batter.
“So sweet.” His tone is darker now, his cooing more like a curse than praise. He takes another long lick and I remember that he can feel whatever happens to his detached cocks, sending an absolute flood of arousal to where we’re joined, my pussy strangling his massive cock.
He catches me staring and grins, eyebrow cocked. “You like that, do you? To see me lick the popsicle you so kindly made for me?”
I groan and lean back, my body swallowing him further inside.
He chuckles and licks his cock again, slower this time, with a dramatic flare.
When my eyelids drift closed, an orgasm wriggling its way through my body, he forces the cock in my ass another inch deeper.
I hardly recognize my deep, masculine groan.
My face falls to the mat, the forgotten load of cum sticky on my cheek.
“I believe child’s pose is next,” he teases as he fucks in another inch, so close to filling me now. “And my popsicle is melting.”
I whimper and go into child’s pose. He retreats, then fills me again with the one he’d licked. I can’t see from this angle but I know he’s stroking himself again because of the wind I feel on my toes and the sloppy sound his hand makes against his ballsack.
As I begin to roll to my back I realize I’m skipping cat/cow, but he doesn’t correct me, only holds the cocks in place. From happy baby, I have a front-row view of him fucking me with his broken cocks like they’re toys while he strokes his huge weapon of a cock.
“D-do it again,” I whine.
“Words.”
“Lick your p-popsicle.”
The gleam in his eye is all naughtiness as he pulls the cock from my pussy, letting my barren walls clench around the air before pressing the head of his fresh, enormous cock inside.
“This?” He brings the glistening gray cock to his mouth.
“Yes.”
My whole body vibrates with anticipation, another orgasm right on the cusp. Maintaining eye contact, he sticks out his tongue and licks from the rounded base to the weeping slit, flicking the rim of his cockhead on the way. When he visibly shivers, I moan and lose hold of my feet.
He laughs and guides my legs back, using his broad shoulders to prop up my knees. Draped over me, he sinks fully into my cunt all at once.
“Have a taste, my sweet hummingbird.”
I accept the offering of his detached cock, licking it while little whimpers involuntarily tumble from my lips. He moves inside me freely now, hips rotating in a slow circle, filling both of my holes over and over.
“Open.”
I open wide and let him fuck my mouth with the cock, tasting both of us all over it. He kisses the side of my mouth as I suck it, his tongue slipping between my mouth and his cock. My legs wobble around his shoulders and he picks up the pace, his old cock falling away from our now frenzied kisses.
“Fuck, Ari. You are everything I dreamed of and more. Take. My. Cocks. Fuck!”
He pulls all the way out and slams back in, then eases off of me enough to watch.
When he uses the tip of the popsicle cock to rub my clit, the other hand wrapped around my leg and pinching my nipple, I can’t hold it anymore.
I let the orgasm take me, and take me, and take me, as it builds and crashes and builds again, my writhing body going limp from overstimulation.
When I drift back into consciousness, I feel something wet trickling around the spot my pussy clings to his pulsing cock.
I lean onto my elbows to get a better look.
The detached the cock he’s using to stimulate my clit is steadily spilling thick white cum, coating my clit, wet strings connecting our thighs.
I take it from his hand and use it to rub my clit, the filthy sight making me squirm all over again.
Curious how it would feel, I bring the leaking thing to my breasts and rub it on my nipples, the hot liquid spurting out on my sensitive buds.
As it slows, I bring it to my mouth and suck out the last few drops.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan as the cock in my pussy quivers and Grogoth falls onto me, emptying into my cunt with streams of hot seed. The cock in my ass joins in, dumping yet another load inside me and sending me tumbling over yet another cliff into blinding pleasure.
Grogoth pants above me. I laugh at his sudden silence, too out of breath from fucking me to make any more demands. He looks at me with confusion before laughing along.