Of course—what a ridiculous question.
Nodding eagerly, I get in position and balance my weight on the mattress, sticking my ass out to him.
I’ll do whatever he tells me to do—Iwantto be told what to do, and I trust Ben to be in charge of my pleasure.
But withtwotoys? How exactly will that work?
My train of thought is interrupted as the hard, artificial cock is pushed into me. I gasp as Ben slowly slides it in, its thickness stuffing me. He grips my ass cheek and slaps it, letting out a pleased hum.
“Back up onto it,” he orders. “Show me how much you can take. It’s the biggest you’ve ever taken, Dev. Fuck, your cunt is stretching out on it.”
I whimper and push back, the knot as deep as I can get it. The bottom of it is flared slightly, and the more I rock back, the fuller I become, until eventually I can’t move.
“Oh, fuck. Baby, you took it all.Fuck—” There’s a slapping sound behind me, and I realize Ben is touching himself as he fucks me with the fake cock. “Oh, mygod. I haven’t even inflated it yet.”
I’m stuffed, full of cock, but I still need more. I squeeze the toy with my pussy, the pleasure building inside me.
Knowing that Ben is behind me, getting off by watching me take it, only enhances the sensations.
“Inflate it,” I beg. “Please, turn it on.”
But there’s a new pressure, and I’m stretched even wider.
Ben is pushing the other toy into me.
He slides in the second cock slowly as my cunt makes room for it, and the slapping sound behind me grows faster.
“I’m not going to last watching this,” Ben gasps as I moan. “I need to come.”
“Come on me,” I beg.
Then Ben pushes the second silicone knot all the way inside me, and my cunt clenches. I start to come, just from being stuffed, while Ben lets out a hot, deep moan behind me.
Wetness coats my ass as he turns on the switches on the base of the toys.
It starts slowly, with Ben still moaning behind me and shooting ropes of cum across my ass. The toys inflate only the tiniest bit, filling me deliciously until I can’t breathe.
I see stars and buck back on the toys wildly, experiencing the hardest orgasm I’ve ever had in my life.
I can’t think; I can only feel.
Until a word leaves my mouth, one that I never thought I’d scream.
“Alpha!”
Despite my fog of haze and pleasure, a pulse of horror ricochets through my chest. I freeze.
What did I just say?
I called Ben an Alpha. I cried out for an Alpha, not Ben.
Oh, my god, oh, my god…
I whimper, a mix between shame and pleasure as the silicone knots inflate inside me.
“Shh, sweetheart.” Ben rubs my back and adjusts the toys, drawing out my orgasm. “Keep going. Fuck, you look incredible. You’re takingtwoknots.”
I drown in the pleasure until I can no longer hold myself up by my hands and knees. I collapse on the bed, the plush mattress cushioning my fall with the toys still inside me. Ben quickly wraps me in the blankets of my nest, cocooning me and pulling me into his arms, tucking my face into his neck.