My reward was a deep, vibrating groan which penetrated through my flesh and thrummed against my nerve endings with mind-blowing intensity. I almost came from that sound alone. Then something slick and hot touched my asshole, gently massaging. I clenched, trying to move my hips, but there was no give to the hands holding me.
I sucked the satyr’s cock, running my tongue under the edges of his head and pushing gently into the seam, gathering more delicious pre-cum into my mouth. The cock vibrated with a single, deep note which resounded inside me like a glowing light.
A hot, wet tongue thrust slowly into my pussy, and Nomios made another noise of pleasure which traveled straight to my G-spot, teasing it with golden tingles.
Pan lubed up my asshole, and I lost myself in the sensations. The taste of his cock, I still could not identify… until more pre-cum landed on my tongue. The dark, tart flavor was as familiar as a quiet summer evening filled with the sounds of cicadas, and I knew.
Wild berry wine.
Nomios licked my clit with tight, circular motions of his skillful tongue, and I shivered, gripping onto his furry thighs with shaking hands while taking his delicious cock as deep as I could, sucking every drop out of it.
Pan pushed a slick finger into my ass, and I clenched tight around it while Nomios sucked my clit more insistently. His cockgifted me another spurt of pre-cum, and music reverberated inside me as the satyr groaned his pleasure right against my clit.
I came with his cock deep in my mouth, my moans going straight into it, and Nomios tensed under me, his hips jerking. As I rode my orgasm, Pan buried his finger deep in my ass, my hips held still, and Nomios came in my mouth, flooding it with the impossible, wild taste.
I tried to swallow it all, but it overfilled my mouth and some of the decadent wine fell into his thick fur.
“Lick him clean,” Pan growled.
I released the satyr’s cock from my mouth and licked thoroughly along his shaft, running my tongue across every inch of him. Pan removed his finger and resumed massaging my asshole, now tight with the latest orgasm. I kept licking, and Nomios’ cock remained hard, despite his heavily productive orgasm.
“That’s the original Pan’s flute,” Pan said, his voice dark and delicious as Nomios hummed against my pussy entrance, licking me gently. “The musical instrument was named after my cock and looks nothing like it, though it produces a similar sound. Soon, we’ll play a flute duet.”
With that final word, he pushed his fingers into me again, now two. He stretched my asshole and I tried to shy away from the intrusion, but both satyrs held my hips in place. Nomios thrust his tongue into my pussy again, licking against my G-spot, and Pan fucked my ass with two fingers, plunging them deep.
Every time he pushed back in, it felt easier, and soon, I rocked my hips against his fingers to urge him faster. My ass lit with sensation, gaping to be filled and stretched. It felt like a second clit.
“How are you doing that?” I gasped, because I was definitely going to try this again someday.
Someday soon.
“It’s the lube,” Pan said, adding a third finger to the mix, and I shuddered at feeling too full again, relishing the stretch. “A Revel special. Makes everything more sensitive.”
He pulled out his fingers and pushed them in again, excruciatingly slow, and I felt every inch of his penetration, sliding against my walls with glorious bliss. He took them out slowly, and my asshole quivered to feel so empty.
“She’s ready.”
Nomios rolled me off, and I landed in the grass with a soft gasp. He turned to face me, and he grinned Pan’s grin, wild and promising dark, forbidden pleasures.
In a flash, Pan was behind me, sandwiching me between two satyrs, my legs intertwined with theirs, coarse fur scratching my bare skin. Nomios gripped my top leg and raised it, hooking my knee behind his hip.
I shivered as the cool night air touched my hot, sensitized flesh.
Pan reached over my shoulder to play with my nipple. His cock rested between my ass cheeks, hard and ready. He rubbed it against my asshole in a slow, sensuous rhythm.
Nomios rubbed his cock against me too, one of his bumps pressing against my clit, overloading me with sensation. My body was hot, stuck between two naked, furry males, but I wasn’t overheating. Most of the heat pooled between my legs, my pelvis a furnace, burning hotter by the minute.
“Please,” I begged, tangling my hand in Nomios’ wild mane. “Please,” I repeated, reaching behind me to stroke Pan’s cock.
“She begs,” Pan said, his voice hot on my neck.
“She wants to be fucked,” Nomios answered, white teeth flashing.
“She’s a wanton girl, asking for two fat cocks at once,” Pan laughed, slapping my ass. The heat inside me increased, everything tightening in painful knots. I moaned and pressed myass further back to rub myself against Pan’s shaft, but Nomios held my thigh in his powerful grip.
I was stuck.
“Please, I will do anything,” I whined, looking into Nomios’ amused eyes.