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Symbiote Blues update
🕑 Added 2018-09-17 21:22:15 +0000 UTC After Felicia and Gwen were clean again, Peter had Felicia put on fresh stockings, a garter belt, and high heels. Gwen had never worn nylons before, so he helped her put them on, attaching the garters, teasing Gwen by spreading her legs and kissing her pussy. Just as she started to enjoy it, he bit her clit, making her gasp with pain that jogged her earlier pleasure into something she couldn’t easily process.Gwen was sitting on the edge of the bed. When he stood up, she tried to rise too, but he shoved her flat on her back. She opened her legs for him, and his cock throbbed maddeningly, but he didn’t give her what she wanted.
“Stick your fingers in her cunt, Cat,” he told Felicia.
Felicia went to Gwen, her garters straining over her thick thighs as her strong legs effortlessly balanced on her heels. She slid her fingers inside of Gwen, who moaned frantically, her confusingly intense sensation now resolving into ecstasy.
“Now let her suck your fingers,” Peter said.
Felicia took her fingers away from Gwen’s pussy and held them up to her face. Gwen sucked at them, hungrily bobbing her head back and forth on Felicia’s hand, her bare ass writhing on the bed.
“Enough,” Peter said. “I don’t want you to have too much fun. You can indulge yourselves when I’m done with you.”
He led them back to the living room. For a while, he simply had them walk around for a while, enjoying the sight of their naked ass, their jiggling breasts from every angle. Felicia’s were more outwardly impressive, her breasts heaving ripely with every step she took, bounding from side to side when she turned around. But there was something about Gwen’s long, sleek legs encased in stockings, her pert and tight-looking ass framed beautifully by her garters, her delicate breasts and understated curves belying the lust he saw in her eyes, the cock-hungry kinkiness he could see making her vexed and impatient, while Felicia was more cool and sultry. Felicia wanted to have an orgasm. Gwen wanted to be fucked.
“Get on the coffee table, Gwen,” Peter told her. “On your belly.”
Gwen lay down on the table, her breasts hanging over its end. Peter stretched her limbs out to each corner of the table, webbing hands and feet in place, putting a cushion of webbing under her groin to lift her ass up into the air. Finally, he webbed her eyes shut.
“Why?” Gwen asked, groaning in dismay. “I want to watch…”
“Be grateful you’re getting fucked. You haven’t earned getting to watch too.”
“But, Peter…”
Peter took up his belt and lashed at her well-displayed ass, Gwen crying out in pain.
“That, you earned,” he snarled. “Want to earn some more?”
“No, Peter—do what you want with me. Do whatever you want…”
Gwen couldn’t see, her ass in the air, her arms bound, her knees open to expose her cunt. Submitting to Peter felt more like giving into the inevitable than making a choice. His power was just so—overwhelming.
“See that sweet little ass, Cat?” Peter asked, patting Felicia’s well-rounded backside as he said it. “Get down on your knees and put your tongue in her asshole.”
With Felicia on her knees behind Gwen, Peter webbed her hands to the coffee table, then pulled her knees wide and webbed them down as well. He saw Felicia luxuriating in Gwen’s ass, resting her face against inner curves of her buttocks. He shoved Felicia’s face deeper in, making sure her mouth was pressed against Gwen’s asshole before he webbed her in place.
“Now you just wag your tongue,” he told Felicia, condescendingly patting her on the head. “You should be good at that.”
Gwen shivered as she felt Felicia’s lips against her asshole, tongue pressing into the pressurized tightness of her anus. Her mouth dropped open, and as Peter circled in front of her, he grinned readily to see her chin down.
“That’s good,” he said. “You’ve got the exact right idea.”
He rammed himself into Gwen’s mouth, pulling on her hair to keep her head lifted up to his cock. Gwen’s lips closed around him eagerly; she sucked wetly, hungrily. The blindfold kept her from seeing, but she felt Peter throbbing in her mouth as well as Felicia licking at her ass, tickling the wrinkled grommet of her anus.
Over Gwen’s curvy ass, Felicia’s eyes were on Peter, thrilled to see him fucking Gwen’s face. She felt like partners with him, like they were fucking Gwen together. She might’ve been his bitch, but Gwen was hers, and she didn’t need the webbing to stay buried in her hot, creamy ass, her cunt swelling and dampening as she licked into Gwen’s rectum.
Gwen sucked at Peter’s cock, her ass writhing in Felicia’s face. When Peter pumped into her mouth, the force flowed through her to rock against Felicia’s face, making the cat burglar’s cunt throb almost to the point of coming. She mewled as her tongue twisted through the heated tightness of Gwen’s anus, Gwen moaning as she felt both tongue and cock going deeper inside her.
Sucking frantically on Peter’s cock, Gwen could not feel submissive. It felt too good; it was blissful to have Felicia’s tongue in her ass, to have a throbbing erection in her mouth, to have Peter pulling her hair as he fucked her throat. Her cunt pressed against Felicia’s chin, burning with lust.
“Eat her asshole, Cat,” Peter grunted, his eyes gleaming as he enjoyed the sight of Felicia’s face between Gwen’s tasty ass, knowing her tongue was violating Gwen’s asshole and that Gwen was enjoying it. “Suck my cock, Gwen! Suck the cum out of my balls!”
He tugged at Gwen’s hair, making her cry out into the gag of his hard cock. She closed her lips as tightly as she could around his manhood, sucking not with the painful desperation he demanded, but with an almost equally desperate enjoyment of his cock. She loved the way his cock throbbed deliciously, burning her lips with friction as he pistoned between them. Her cunt boiled with need. She gurgled around Peter’s cock as she tried to shove her ass higher, Felicia’s tongue deeper—it felt like if she could just get a little more of that tongue, then it would reach the burning in her pussy.
“I’m going to drown you,” Peter groaned out, fucking his cock hard and fast into Gwen’s mouth, his balls slapping against her chin, her lips starting to feel swollen as if bruised. “I’m going to come in your cocksucking mouth, you cunt! Swallow it! Swallow me!”
Gwen gurgled, gulping down Peter’s member just as it spurted. The thick, burning seed scalded her throat as she swallowed it ecstastically. Her ass twisted within the confines of the webbing holding her, her asshole clutching Felicia’s tongue, her cunt wet on Felicia’s chin. She squealed as her womanhood spasmed powerfully, squirting directly onto Felicia’s justly famous breasts. She seemed to throb and clench every time she swallowed another dose of Peter’s cum.
As Peter pulled free, one last spurt of his semen leaping out onto Gwen’s exhausted tongue, she cried out for more: “Please, let me keep sucking your prick! It’s so big and it tastes so good! You need to keep coming in my throat!”
"Oh no," Peter laughed. "I couldn’t do that. All your holes need to be full of cum.”
Felicia’s tongue was deep between Gwen’s buttocks, gripped so tightly that she couldn’t even move it. Her own pussy was on fire, it was so close to orgasm, but she could do nothing except stare pleadingly at Peter, hoping that her turn would come soon…
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Shendude
This is really hot, and I can't think of anything else to say about it (also, I'm almost a whole month behind, yikes)
