Page 60 of Warped

“Good,” he says. “Now turn your sassy self around and assume the position.”

I don’t have to ask what position he means.

I turn around and get on all fours on the bed, letting both warpers get another good look at my bare bottom. Then I drop my face into the satin sheets, redolent with the scent of last night’s mating, and I lift my ass high, giving them an even better view of the plug that’s already inside me.

“Yeah, just like that,” says Traven. Then to Rek he says: “Care to do the honors, bro? You’re the official trainer, after all.”

“My pleasure.”

Rek turns and climbs onto the bed beside me. He sweeps the rough palm of his hand up the backs of my thighs and over the curve of my upturned rump, giving both cheeks a nice, firm squeeze.

“Sweetheart,” he says. “You have the sexiest little ass I’ve ever seen. I think there’s only one thing that would make it look even better.”

“What’s that?” I ask.

“A nice cream pie leaking out after it’s been fucked by a hard cock. Specifically, my cock… or Traven’s”

His words give me a funny feeling, like someone’s tickling my bottom from inside, and I squirm a little on the bed while still keeping my backside lifted high.

“I want that,” I whimper. “I want you and Traven to fill my ass with your cum until I can’t hold it anymore.”

Rek purrs lovingly. He bends down and kisses my bottom.

“That’s exactly what you’re going to get, sweetheart. But first, you need just a little more training…”

He grips the base of the plug that’s inside me and starts to pull it out, but my little ring of muscle holds onto it greedily, unwilling to let go. My body has grown accustomed to being stuffed back there, and now it doesn’t want to be empty.

“Try to relax,” Rek whispers.

With his other hand, he reaches beneath me, and his fingers find my throbbing clit. He begins to stroke it, working his fingertips in slow circles that send ripples of pleasure spreading all through my feminine core.

“Relax…”

It’s almost shameful how readily my body responds to his touch, and how easily his skillful fingers make me climax. I couldn’t resist him even if I tried. Within mere seconds, I am shuddering and moaning as a series of intense orgasms wash over me in waves.

My hole releases its grip, and the plug slides out of me. That sensation only heightens the pleasure I’m experiencing between my legs.

At the same moment, I feel something hard pressing against my thigh. It’s Rek’s cock bucking at the sight of my exposed hole.

“Perfect,” he purrs.

He looks at Traven, who is now on the bed with us, kneeling on the other side of me.

“Why don’t you lube her up?” Rek says. “I may be the official trainer, but you’re a better disciplinarian.”

“Fair enough,” Traven says.

As for me, I don’t say anything. I just lie there face down on the bed with my ass raised and fully exposed. At no point in the past two days have I felt as vulnerable as I do right now. I never would have guessed it would feel this amazing.

Traven opens the bottle of Fire lube and squeezes a good amount onto the tips of his first two fingers. Then he rubs it with his thumb, spreading it all around so that it coats his fingertips fully. The air fills with a spicy fragrance that I know I’ve smelled before, though I can’t remember exactly where.

“Do you like ginger?” Traven asks.

Oh yeah. That’s what the smell is. Ginger. I nod my head slightly on the bed.

“This lube contains a synthetic form of gingerol, a phenolic phytochemical compound that occurs naturally in fresh ginger roots. When cooked, it transforms into zingerone, a sweeter and slightly less pungent compound, but personally I prefer gingerol in its raw, uncooked state…”

As I watch, Traven lifts his lubed fingertips to his mouth and touches them briefly to the tip of his tongue. He closes his eyes and smiles, as if savoring some delicious food.

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