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“I can tell.” I gave a shaky laugh. “But it’s my turn now. You promised if I let you, er, taste me, that you’d let me see your equipment.”

“Oh, right. Well…okay. But don’t blame me if it scares you.”

And with those cryptic words, he lifted me away from his face and tucked me into the crook of his arm instead.

19

HARMONY

Icouldn’t help noticing that there was an extremely large tent in the stretchy black material of his boxer-briefs. It drew me like a magnet and I reached for him at once.

“Easy, Babygirl,” he rumbled, putting a hand over mine. “I know you’re eager for your prize, but let’s go slow.”

“I’m tired of going slow!” I protested. “Let me see it!”

“All right…you asked for it.”

With a sigh, he peeled down the waistband of his boxer-briefs revealing…

“Oh my God,” I said blankly. “You’ve gottwoof them.”

“All Orcs do,” Tark told me.

I stared in surprise at the two shafts that had been revealed when he pulled down his shorts. One of them—the bottom one—was absolutely massive. It was even bigger than my biggest toy, I thought as apprehension raced through me. Topped with a broad, flaring crown, it had a shaft so thick I didn’t think I could even fit my fingers around it, let alone fit it in my pussy! It was also covered with parallel lines—raised ridges that ran the entire length of it on both the top and bottom sides.

The second shaft was situated directly above the larger one. It was considerably smaller, though still a good size. It was also shorter. At least there was only one set of balls, I thought. They were massive and located right under the larger shaft.

It was surprising, I’ll admit. But no matter how daunting the situation was, I wasn’t giving up! I wanted to make love with Tark—I wanted him inside me.

“Okay, tell me all about this,” I said and reached out to take the smaller shaft in my hand. “How does it work? Am I supposed to ride the smaller one first and then try the bigger one?”

“Actually, that’s a good idea. Gods, your soft little hands feel good on me!” he groaned. “The top shaft—my secondary shaft—makes a special cum that helps you open for my bottom shaft. It also rubs against your clit and makes it swell and become more sensitive—that way you can come again when I fuck you.”

“Mmm, I like that idea,” I told him.

“Then climb on board, Babygirl,” he growled. “Let me just get settled here…” He propped some pillows against the headboard and then motioned for me. “Come here and let me fuck you.”

His dirty words made me feel hot all over again. I straddled his lap eagerly and rubbed the head of the smaller shaft against my open pussy. At once a warming precum started flowing from its tip. As I rubbed it against me, I could feel my clit swelling and getting even more sensitive.

“Oh!” I exclaimed, looking down at myself. My pussy was open and wet and I was aching inside—as though I needed to be filled.

“That’s right, Babygirl—Gods, look at how hot and wet your soft little pussy is,” Tark growled. “Just lower yourself down on my upper shaft—need to come in you with the top shaft in order to help you open for the bottom one.”

Moaning softly, I did as he said. I could feel the second, larger shaft rubbing against my behind as I leaned forward and lowered myself down on the top one.

Even though it was smaller than the bottom shaft, it was still big enough to fill me and stretch my inner walls—which was exactly what I felt like I needed. I wiggled as I felt it slip all the way inside, the head pressing against the end of my channel.

“That’s right, Babygirl,” Tark growled softly. “Now just wait a minute…Gods!” He stifled a groan and then I felt something hot and wet spurting deep inside me. Was this the special cum that would help me take his larger lower shaft? It must be, I decided.

“Oh, Tark!” I moaned. “I can feel you coming in me—it feels so good!”

“Feels fucking good to me too, Babygirl,” he groaned. “Gods your soft little pussy feels so good around me!”

He filled me completely with his cream until it was leaking out even with his smaller shaft fully inside me. When he finally pulled out, I could feel it gushing everywhere. It even slid down and coated my rosebud, making me tingle all over.

“Oh my God—we made a mess!” I said, looking down.

“That’s all right,” Tark assured me. “As long as it gets everywhere. Because now you have a choice, Babygirl.”

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