Brandon groaned aloud, his hand squeezing a final wave of exstacy out of his twitching, sticky erection. A last stream of hot, white spunk struggled lazily free into the air and ran down his hand, joining the salty strings already covering it. Sissi's wildy bouncing tits had sent him clean over the edge, the first jet of spunk coating the log he was kneeling behind, but the way the vole had to struggle to fit those magnificent globes of flesh into its mouth... the way she had kicked wildly when it had to struggle equally with her ass, ridiculous amounts of spunk coating her inner thighs and slit, drops flying through the air with every kick... the squirrel would ahve had to chew...
With his nuts no longer feeling like they were about to burst, Brandon finally relaxed the grip around his cock, only keeping up the slightest of strokes to keep it hard and ready for the second course. The vole slipped out of the reeds as sliently as it had snuck up on the voluptuos Fairy now trashing and screaming in its stomach. It needn't have bothered, of course. If Ely and Yvonne were so lost in each other they couldn't hear the muffled screams that Brandon could just about make out - he even thought she was still screaming NOT MEEE - the vole might just as well have been singing and clapping. They weren't going to know a thing until they were a fuck or dinner. For a few seconds, Brandon briefly marvelled that the vole could still have any cum left after the massive spunking earlier, and then he looked down at the mess he had left on the log, grass and all over his hand and shaft and shrugged, grinning. He'd asked, and the scholar geeks thought preds somehow got a little of the Faerie regeneration - much like he would be ready again any moment, just a minute after blasting off a ball-busting load of spunk that would have been comparatively impossible for a human to produce. While it didn't work fast enough that you could say Sissi would actually help provide the semen that was about to fill up and coat her little sister, the very idea made sure - regen or no - that Brandon's hard-on wasn't going to satisfy itself with one salty explosion today.
Unarticulated sounds from Yvonne brought Brandon's full attention back on the scene in front of him. Her dripping, beautiful gossamer wings were spasming, her lithe, slim body shivering and twitching and grinding against her better-developed lover, as Ely's inexperienced fingering and Yvonne's sheer horniness pushed her over the edge. The vole was nearly on top of them now - though not in the way he soon would be - and Brandon began the first real strokes that would lead to his next climax as the vole seemed to actually wait and hold off until she was finished twitching. The trashing inside its belly had only grown in intensity, and a corner of Brandon's mind wondered how the vole was going to fit two more Faeries in there... but every option that presented itself just led to his balls starting to throb with the desire for release again, leading him to not waste any time wondering he could spend on enjoying the show.
The first Yvonne noticed about her impending doom was coming down from what was certainly the best orgasm in her entire life, the intensity of Ely's lips on hers on the rise from her lover finally finding the right angle to grind her soaked middle against Yvonne's thigh, her arms beginning to fall asleep due to being pinned between their slick, sweaty bodies (though they could fall asleep all they wanted - she was not removing her hand from Ely's breasts anytime soon), and opening her eyes to find a small cloud had apparently positioned itself directly overhead from them. She did not notice the water-rat shape of the cloud before the vole planted one foot with most of his weight on it squarely on her back and fluttering wings, pinning both girls to the ground, and flipped Yvonne's right leg out from between Ely's to grant access to all four holes. Ely had her eyes closed and didn't notice a thing until the pleasant weight on her chest suddenly blasted the air from her lungs, Yvonne's thigh against her throbbing clit suddenly disappeared, and the vole's monster cock suddenly plunged balls-deep in her tight little slit, leaving her absolutely no air to scream with. Yvonne, on the other hand, screamed plenty enough for the both of them.
Brandon was in absolute heaven. Between the absolute shocked and panicked looks on the little sluts' faces, the way the vole was pounding them, Yvonne's panicked screaming for the vole to "Leave Ely alone!!", and his hand working his own shaft in a blur, things could hardly be better... until Ely managed to catch a breath on an outstroke and added her own desperate squeals of "Too big!" and "... splitting me in half"! The Pixie boy's stroking gained a burst of speed, jizz pounding in his balls and demanding release, and when he actually heard Yvonne scream "OH GODS, IT'S EATEN SOMEONE! SOMEONE IS SCREAMING IN THERE", Brandon would have laughed out loud if he wasn't too busy muttering frantic instructions about fucking her harder and faster under his breath. For a few seconds, The vole looked like it felt exactly like him and was going to blow its load right into the little slut - Brandon could actually see *Yvonne's* ass rise slightly every time it pushed home - the bulge in Ely's stomach had to be huge! And then, just as the pounding of Ely's nearly virgin pussy was reaching the point where Brandon was sure the vole was going to spray her as full as her slutty big sister, the monster cock pulled free with a pop that carried clear up to Brandon and a squeal from Ely higher than any she had made with it going in. Yvonne, apparently utterly confused, was still screaming about the someone the vole had eaten, but Brandon understood what was happening, and his grin matched the vole's.
Brandon couldn't actually see the cock enter the hole, but the way Yvonne suddenly threw her head back and stared straight ahead, the way her screams disappeared totally into shocked silence, and then the ear-piercing screams as the vole started pumping... Well, Brandon didn't need to see more than her face to know the monster cock had gone straight up her ass. This was even better than he had hoped! The black-haired, gorgeous girl was writhing in agony - or would have, if she had any room to move other than slipping slightly against Ely's sweaty, screaming body with every piston pound into her bowels. Brandon's own cock was on the verge of exploding, only the vague idea that the vole had to be just about to spunk kept him from pushing himself over the edge, kept him lowering the pace of his frantic stroking to avoid jizzing before the climax.
Ely was still screaming for the vole to stop and that he was going to tear her in two, only this time she was meaning Yvonne. Yvonne, on the other hand, was just screaming. It was a toss-up which was going quicker, the water rat's cock in and out of the squealing Faerie, or Brandon's slick, cum-covered hand up and down his trembling shaft. Then, it was an equal toss-up who was more surprised between Brandon and the girls when the vole suddenly did just what Ely was asking and stopped, clearly without jizzing. Brandon was actually so surprised his hand stopped jerking his cock, much to his pretty much permanently on the brink balls' protest.
Brandon's hand was stroking his cock again even before the wicked grin took the place of the look of confusion on his face. Of course. It was perfect. Yvonne gave anotehr yelp as the Vole lifted her a bit, and then the cum-slick cock slid in between the slick Faerie bodies, their desperate squeals and their bodies movement giving an entirely new and different stimulation to the vole. It shifted its paws slightly down the back of Yvonne, adding some pressure, and began pumping in and out, its balls slapping against Ely's crotch and it belly rubbing against her lovers' ass. The two Faeries were moving as much as they could to get away, but the weight was too much - the only thing they accomplished was grinding their sweat-and-now-cum slick abdomens and belies against each other and dricving the vole to pump between them even harder. Brandon was now very nearly shouting at it to fuck them, his own ball-busting climax just moments away - but after the two tight holes, the trashing was too much for the vole. Its pounding gained speed manyfold, and then with a last balls-deep push and a sound very much like those coming from Brandon, it shuddered and climaxed. Grey-white spunk splattered both girls' front, rubbed all over by the vole's trashing, some even shooting out to land on Ely's face.
Brandon's first jet of spunk shot from his cock as the girls' cries of disgust changed to panicked squealingNearly as soon as the last drop of spunk had gone between their bodies, the vole lifted the two now practically glued together girls up, turning them to push them headfirst into its mouth. Brandon was nearly insensate in his pleasure, but the sudden change in their cries from telling the vole to leave their friend alone to outright selling their lover out - TAKE HER! I DON'T EVEN HAVE TIIIIIIIIIIIIITS! YES SHE DOES! YES SHE DOES! LONG LEGS TASTE BETTEEEEEEE- as their impending fate suddenly dawned upon them just spurred him on to new strokes and new bursts of spunk. They didn't stop screaming either until the vole got both of them into his mouth to well past the shoulders and started chewing. Brandon thought he was going to faint again, watching their slick, spunked bodies jerk and twitch with every snap, crackle and pop from hte vole's jaw. He imagined he heard them still screaming even as their butts disappeared into he mincer, though that was probably just Sissi. Spunk all over his hand, Brandon fell back into the hut, exhausted...
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author