Page 51 of Advance and Retreat
She’d never felt less tired.
In the end, he said, “She does love it.Are you going to be my good girl, Toni?Are you ready for me to fuck your gorgeous mouth until I shoot down your throat?”
Following the vicious climaxes Imon had forced on her, she shouldn’t have been roused by their demands.They’d learned a lot about what thrilled her, though.Her pussy clenched, and not just because Imon was shoving his tongue in it.
“She’s ready,” Wovir grinned.He held her wrists in one ham-sized hand.The other lazily played with her breasts, his calloused thumb tracing her areolas.“She’ll do as she’s told.”
Feru stood, his fly already yanked open.He shoved his pants down, and his thick, eager cocks bobbed in readiness.He leaned close to her face, lifting the primary out of the way, aiming his smaller length at her lips.
“Open up.Take his cock.”Wovir was breathing as loudly as Feru.
As if she had to be told.The cinnamon-like scent of the Imdiko was all the prompting she needed.Toni moaned in delight as his musky sweetness slid across her tongue.He was sugar and spice and everything oh so nice.She swallowed the wetness coating his flesh, damned near slurping in her eagerness.
“Suck it.Take every inch he gives you.”Wovir’s demands added to the enthrallment of being theirs to fuck.The knowledge they’d stop if she wanted was set aside for the fantasy of being helpless to deny them.It lit her like an overloaded circuit board, adding to the heady excitement of all they did to her.
Feru’s hips rocked, feeding her carefully so she wouldn’t gag, then retreating.Wovir continued to mutter crude and exhilarating commands and observations.Imon’s occasional licks to her clit consumed her pussy.She seized in near-orgasm.
“Give her the big cock,” the Nobek growled presently, now roughly massaging her breasts.“Fuck her willing mouth until you come, my Imdiko.”
Feru groaned an agreement, pulling his secondary free.At the same instant, Imon withdrew his magic lips and tongue.Toni whimpered at the loss.
“Hold her very still,” the Dramok said, his groin drawing to her heat.“The only exertion I want from her is orgasm.We can’t have her relapsing.”
“You’re all right, Toni?”Feru paused, his primary barely an inch from eager lips.
“No, I’m dying.Fuck me before I go insane.”She stuck her tongue out to claim the pearlescent drop of pre-cum glistening on his cock’s tapered head.She managed to catch it and sighed as a hint of saltiness was added to the sumptuous bouquet that was Feru’s flavor.He shuddered.
“Her libido’s healthy, if nothing else,” Wovir observed.His speech was slurred, his fangs having descended.
“Easy does it,” Imon insisted.“Watch for any sign she’s fading.”
Toni thought she might have to beg them to continue, but the Dramok eased into her.At the same moment, Feru’s hips sank, allowing her to capture the tip of his heated flesh.
The clanmates took her, their movements careful, far slower than she wanted.With her mouth full of Feru and held motionless but for the trembling they couldn’t deny her, she couldn’t protest.Still, her pussy and ass delivered incredible sensations as Imon slowly invaded.She sucked greedily on the jerking cock cautiously fucking her mouth.Its small spurts of passion teased Feru was getting close to shooting down her throat.
She was aware Wovir had moved from the back of the couch at her side to behind her head.He maintained his gentle but firm grip on her wrists in one hand.If she weren’t so caught up in the growing need to come, she’d have been impressed by his balancing act.He knelt on the arm of the sofa, somehow steady despite his impressive bulk.He gripped his larger cock, masturbating as he watched Feru slide in and out her mouth.
“I’m going to come all over your gorgeous tits as soon as Feru’s done,” he grunted.“You’ll smell of me for days.Any Kalquorian within six feet will know you’ve been marked by me.”
Toni had no idea if what he said was true, but the thought of others scenting she’d been claimed by Clan Imon was exciting as climax hurtled toward her.Imon’s thrusts were slow but precise, finding the exact spot where eagerness lived.His thumb circled her clit, teasing and beckoning orgasm to conquer her.
Feru’s rhythm faltered.He uttered a sound between a sob and a grunt.Then his hot seed was jetting on her tongue, in her throat.She swallowed in reflex to keep from choking, then kept swallowing as his lust poured.
Climax inched closer, opened ravening jaws to consume her.
“Move,” Wovir gasped as Feru’s delighted cries waned and the flood abated.The Imdiko staggered back and sat hard on the table.He flailed to keep from tumbling to the floor.
Wovir shouted.Thick, creamy ropes of cum arced and splashed on her breasts, covering her in dripping warmth.At the same instant, Imon pinched her clit and rubbed.
Though she couldn’t move, the world around her heaved and bucked, as if in sympathy for her inability to do so herself.She had snapshot instances of seeing Imon’s jaw tighten, his body straining.His heat joined hers, a seemingly endless loop of his thicknesses jerking in her.
Their blended cries quieted to gasps, then sighs of satisfaction.Feru appeared with a warm wet washcloth to clean her off.As she lay sated and lazy, the trio arranged her nest of blankets and pillows.Cozy and cared for, she was nodding off before they finished.
Feru roused her long enough to drink some water.“We’re going to shop for dinner,” he whispered, as if loath to keep her awake.“Your com unit is here on the table if you need to get hold of us before we return.”
She muttered thick in her throat.She thought she was trying to say something like, “see you later” or “be careful.”Then darkness closed in, and she was out.
