I swallowed anxiously, envisioning his cock stuffed deep in my ass as he fingered me there and my body heated to a feverish level. I chewed my bottom lip as I tried to force back the moan that was brewing at the tip of my tongue. My clit throbbed and my pussy pulsed, wanting more, needing more.
I should be ashamed for enjoying this.
But I couldn’t bring myself to be. Instead, that moan I had been holding back finally escaped me, making me keenly aware of how much I was truly enjoying myself.
Even then, I realized my hips were beginning to move back and forth in tune with his movements, his finger working in and out of my asshole slowly, deliberately.
“One day, you’ll spread this ass for me, so I can lick that dirty hole until you come all over my face,” he whispered, and I shook with both shock and pleasure. I didn’t doubt he would.
With one hand, he unbuttoned his pants and freed his cock and my pussy clenched hungrily for it. It was just as large as Talor’s had been, just as hard and I licked my lips and was struck by the sudden thought of what it would taste like. He pulled his finger from my asshole, and suddenly I felt lonely and achy for its return. The thought surprised me, and I took a deep, shuddering breath to try to contain my wild thoughts.
He reached into his pocket and slipped a small sleeve over his shaft.
I narrowed my eyes, confused, but wasn’t given much time for thought as he slid right into my pussy, still very wet from Talor’s seed. I could feel more of it drip down me as Dex fucked my cunt slowly, lazily even. His deliberately unhurried movements forced me to feel every ridge of his cock as it grew inside me, bigger and bigger, and then something strange happened.
The clear sleeve he’d put over his cock began to rotate inside me. Little round ridges caressed my channel and suddenly I was breathless with need. The small pearls rubbed inside me, brushing against the place deep inside me that made me wild with need.
He fucked me and the warring friction within my cunt drove me so far into the world of pleasure that I began to moan, despite my attempts to stop myself.
His thumb brushed against my clit and it was all too much. He pinched it and I came apart beneath him.
My release hit me like a freight train and I shook underneath his weight.
He began to fuck me harder, more roughly and I trembled with my release, white-hot pleasure slicing through me like a hot knife to butter. Molten ecstasy took a hold of me completely and I cried out at the unexpected passion.
His hips hooked upward, and the head of his cock dragged against the top of my entrance and my orgasm deepened to a level I hadn’t expected. My moans became throatier, more animalistic and I thrived under Dex’s attentions.
It was like he knew my body better than I knew it myself.
My pussy clenched around his cock, tightening with my orgasm and he groaned loudly, grasping onto my thigh with one arm while the other continued to toy with my clit, teasing more pleasure out of me than I ever thought imaginable.
I couldn’t think anymore. I could only feel. I knew I should be fighting their advances, that I shouldn’t be enjoying their alien touch as much as I was. I should hate them with every fiber of my being, but in that moment, all I knew was pleasure.
And that despite the rough way they fucked me, none of them had really hurt me.
My head flew back and I screamed with pleasure, my pussy tightening as Dex grunted. He pulled out of me and I felt his hot seed paint my stomach, reaching as high as my breast and I moaned with desire. His hot cum burned into my skin, but it felt delicious.
I watched as he swirled his thumb in it before he brought it to my lips.
“Open,” Dex commanded.
I obeyed.
I sucked his thumb, twirling my tongue around it and decadent flavors exploded in my mouth. Raspberries. Blackberries. Strawberries. A delicious, unexpected treat. I sighed happily, cleaning every last drop off of him.
“Good girl,” he whispered, and I could have sworn my insides twirled with glee.
Dex tucked his cock back into his black pants, before walking away. With his absence, I felt lonely and I suddenly missed the touch of both Dex and Talor. I turned my head, looking between Biran and Ejan, wondering who was next.
Ejan sized me up from his spot on the wall and sighed, almost like being in the room was a chore for him. He sucked in on his e-cig, blowing out a blast of hyperoxide steam after a long moment.
“I want her on her hands and knees, Dex. Make the Robo do its thing,” Ejan said nonchalantly, and I trembled a little.
Dex chuckled.
“She’s just a human. Nothing more,” Ejan replied, almost like he was talking to himself and I couldn’t help but feel my heart falter just a little. Did he not care? Of course he didn’t. I was just a breeder to him. Someone to carry his seed and bear his children.
Nothing more.