388: Two Cocks for Two Maids (18++)

Selirius’ body bulked further, his muscles stretched under great tension, displaying clear striations through his thin skin while he leaned over Angela’s through-and-through fucked body, growling over her like a mad bull, mad with lust for tits and pussy. And that lust reflected in the king’s thrusts and the girth of his phallic organs that bulged Anastasia’s throat and lifted her entire body off the ground with the strength of his cock pushing up against the depths of her womb.

But even as the king’s attention focused on his Anastasia, he did not ignore Angela. Even as he fucked Angela’s throat from bottom up, his cock grew additional veins at the back of her mouth. These veins then moved down Angela’s trachea and pumped ample oxygen for the girl to breathe while she focused on her delirious task—gurgling and fantasizing something about a ‘vault’ and ‘hidden juices’.

But fucking Anastasia in such a cumbersome position was getting increasingly difficult. One arm in Anastasia’s mouth, another playing with both his maid’s bodies, switching from one to the other. Though his reach was long, he could not properly build momentum to get enough womb-pounding, maid-body-through-fucking stimulation to finally cum again.

The king needed a proper grip. But he did not wish to abandon Anastasia’s mouth and throat, nor could he if he wished to keep her properly in the air. But if both his hands would be busy with Angela, that left only one option.

Selirius pulled his hand from Anastasia’s mouth, withdrawing his twelve-inch finger-cock, that quickly morphed back into two, bony dark-colored fingers.

“Ghaaah!!!” Anastasia gasped for air. But only a second later her body swayed on her King’s cock: forward, then back. Anastasia tried to catch her balance by moving her arms, but another thrust into her womb threw her off balance and she fell back.

“Ghurk!” Anastasia chocked when a long tongue wrapped around her neck, preventing her from falling back.

“Dhon’t whorry—I’ve ghotshya,” Selirius spoke with his tongue out of his mouth. It must have been at least five or six feet long to catch his maid from the distance between them. But the king’s tongue only grew. It coiled once more around Anastasia’s neck, then went up to her mouth and pointed its tip to her half-parted, gasping lips.

“Ophen wide,” Selirius told her maid while the tip of his tongue formed into a cock.

Anastasia opened her mouth and the king instantly thrust forth, securing his maid’s position in the air. Once his tongue-cock was down Anastasia’s esophagus and moved further down, he loosened his grip on her neck as it was no longer needed.

And with both his hands finally free, Selirius grabbed Angela’s petite body properly around the waist and lifted her entire body off the ground. He angled her up and resumed his thrusts, each more powerful than the last, fucking all the way through Angela up Anastasia’s womb. The stimulation was great indeed, but a hard-core, debauched pervert needed to escalate ever more to get off over and over again.

With his lower cock already at the maximum depth it could invade, Selirius moved his ‘upper’ cock down Anastasia’s convulsing body. The two cocks and Angela’s tongue were the only thing that kept Anastasia upright while her pussy, mouth, throat, womb, and stomach were pounded into, through, and against.

Angela’s tongue did not find the hidden juices it was looking for in Anastasia’s womb. No doubt it was that fat cock that took them all while she wasn’t looking! Angela wrapped her tongue around the end of the fat, womb-smashing cock, squeezed that piece of meat tight and jerked it up and down, pumping it for the juices that it stole.

“HohOHOOO~~” Selirius jerked and lost his momentum for a moment from a new type of pleasure he had not quite experienced before. His tongue-cock barely made its way to Anastasia’s stomach, not even half-way to where it had to be. But Anastasia’s orgasmic convulsions that clamped her esophagus around his tongue-cock made it increasingly difficult to progress.

“MFFFF~” the king’s whole body tensed up from the rapidly rising pleasure brought on by Angela’s vigorous tongue-job. The way her tongue rubbed up and down the underside of his cock in the damp, hotness of Anastasia’s womb. The king felt himself swell in there, filling up all the remaining space that only increased the pressure on his cock that he felt could burst at any moment.

Feeling orgasm approach, Selirius wanted to satisfy both his cocks. So, he tightened his coiled tongue around Anastasia’s neck once more, squeezing tight around his tongue-cock inside and jerked that cock through Anastasia’s neck while Angela’s tongue jerked him to a glorious, groaning, shaking, cum-blasting orgasm inside Anastasia’s womb.