Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Matt stood at the bottom of the stairs.
“What’s the point of this, if you can’t even see me from there?” I demanded.
He said nothing but held up a small pair of opera glasses.
Nerd. I lived with an entire nerd.
“Come on. The faster you complete the challenges, the faster you get off the stairs,” he reminded me.
I took a deep breath and straddled the two tentacles, a hand on the railing on each side of me and slowly lowered myself. My crouch didn’t feel like a particularly sexy pose, and I had to let go of one side to position the dildos, but somehow, I managed to push the tip of one into my cunt. The other…
I wasn’t exactly prepared for anal. That left me one other choice. But it was too filthy, too extreme to even imagine.
Wasn’t it?
The vibrator jolted again. This time, it didn’t turn off.
“You can’t count orgasms you have before you’ve got them both inside you,” Matt warned. “Too bad you didn’t land on one of the squares with a butt plug. You could have at least warmed up.”
“I’m not putting it in my butt,” I called back.
“You have to do both at once. It’s in the rules. Unless you want to beg for mercy?” he taunted.
“I never said I wasn’t going to take them both at once.”
The look of dawning comprehension on his face ratcheted my libido through the roof. Yes, this was filthy. Yes, it was extreme. But I’d caught my dragon by surprise.
I popped the head of the second dildo in and slowly lowered myself onto them.
At first, it wasn’t so bad. The tips of the toys were slender, so it wasn’t any different than a particularly big dildo. But the lower I went, the wider they got. The texture of the suction cups teased every inch of my pussy as they slid in, aided by gravity. My cunt stretched and stretched, until I took more in than I would have thought possible. When it became uncomfortable, I started to rise, my thighs trembling with effort, and the toys rolled against each other, moving independently. The vibrator was still going and coupled with the odd sensation of the slippery silicone in my cunt and the wide stretch, I came before I even got to the tips of them again.
Matt made his way down the stairs slowly, opera glasses abandoned. He reached the step in front of me and watched, lips parted, as I worked myself up and down the ridiculous cocks, crying out and struggling to keep my balance as the vibrator worked. This time, I went down a little farther, stretching myself a little more. I didn’t mind the sting at my opening. What I was doing was so dirty, so unbelievably obscene that I reveled in every sensation of it.
When Matt took his cock out, I moaned at the sight. He braced himself on the rail, as well, pounding his cock through his fist as he watched me. “We’re going to do this, you know,” he growled. “I’m going to find another man to fuck us, and he and I are going to fill that cunt up at the same time.”
“I’m—” I came too hard to finish the sentence. Spots danced in front of my eyes when I opened them and I truly worried that I might slip and impale myself.
“I can’t wait to feel it,” he groaned. “His cock on mine while we fuck you together. I can’t wait to feel our cum filling you up.”
I didn’t want to stop at three orgasms, but the second had almost made me pass out. When the third hit me, I screamed and fell to my knees, one of the tentacles popping free to slap against my ass. I kept fucking myself on the one that remained, thrusting back and forth, aided by the slick floor. Matt towered over me on the next step, his breath exploding from him in sharp exclamations.
I opened my mouth and gazed up into his eyes.
“Fuck.” He threw his head back and hot cum splashed over my face and hair. I licked it from my lips, smeared it into my skin, sucked it from my fingers and rammed myself so far back on the dildo that I was sure I probably caused serious damage to myself, but I didn’t care. When I came a fourth time, I collapsed forward and screamed, “Mercy!”
He shut off the vibrator immediately, leaning heavily on his cane. “Give me your hand.”
I shook my head and crawled forward, the tentacle slithering from my body on a wash of lube and my own juices. “You look like you’re going to pass out. Get yourself back up the stairs. I can make it.”
Probably not on my feet, which were covered in lube now. It reminded me a little of the orgy at Ascend Red, where I required aid in walking out.