Because I’d never done this before—I’d only ever seen other women take two cocks at once—I wasn’t sure what I would like. I had been thinking about tasting one of their cocks for a long time, so I’d happily start there.
Before I made a move, I pulled away from the kiss to gesture to Myro to join. This time, he didn’t hesitate, and scooted closer to begin pulling my robe off. I sighed beneath his soft hands, arching my back and sitting up on Fey. The bastard gave me one of his cockier grins, running one hand up and down my thigh, while the other moved up to prop his head. His erection bumped me gently a few times while I leaned into Myro’s hands.
I moved my arms back to allow Myro to fully de-robe me, literally. Then, naked and straddling a golden god, I moved back down to kiss Fey’s chest. I kissed down his torso, running my hands down the sides with enough pressure to feel the sculpted muscles that strained at the skin. This time it was his turn to shiver, and I smiled as I continued my work.
Myro was watching—I could tell— and he stood up and I heard the jingling of pants being removed. I was near the soft gathering of golden hairs above Fey’s pants, and I lifted my body up to assist myself in removing them. Fey groaned above me, and I again smiled. Seducing alien gods was apparently a gift of mine.
Then, Myro gently pulled my hips up from behind until I was standing, but bent over Fey’s cock, now pointing directly at my mouth. I looked up to Fey, meeting his anticipated gaze. Then, not breaking eye contact, I lowered my head until I could run my tongue over the tip. Fey, apparently having been waiting for this for a long time, thrust his hips upward almost violently.
I jerked my head up and away, not wanting to get cock-punched in the face. “Sorry, you have no idea how many times I’ve imagined your mouth on me.” He whispered, then settled back down. I turned away from him, deciding the cocky bastard needed a little lesson.
Now facing an equally-excited Myro, I ran my hands up his chest until I was close enough to feel his cock pushing into my stomach. He gasped, but placed his hands on my hips, tugging me closer. I tilted my head up, inviting him to kiss me, to which he eagerly complied. I heard Fey sigh in the background and I decided to give him a show.
I used Myro’s considerable height to climb up him, pulling up until my legs were wrapped around his strong waist, and his hands were supporting me by my ass. He squeezed and moaned and twitched beneath my body, completely at my mercy.
After a few moments, I moved to his ear, where I whispered, “I want you to fuck me, Myro.” Myro practically yelped, but swiftly lowered me and turned me back around.
“Welcome back.” Fey smirked at me.
Still wanting to teach him a lesson, I lowered my head and took his entire length into my mouth and throat in one swift motion. He gasped, bucking again, but I was already working. I’d never given a blow job, but I’d seen plenty, and I thought I knew what to do. I pulled, sucked, and ran my tongue over every inch of that man’s cock until he was panting and gasping above me.
And he tasted exactly as good as I thought he would. All man-musk, remnants of his alien soap, and something headier, fully Fey. As I worked Myro moved up behind me until his hands were at my opening. I twitched, anticipation flooding through me almost as strongly as the absolute lust and desire and arousal and heat I was already drowning in. It was a potent elixir, and I moved my hips back onto Myro’s fingers.
Plunging inside of me, Myro immediately worked me into a frenzy. It was difficult to maintain my ministrations on Fey’s cock, when all I wanted to do was pull Myro inside of me, but both were amazing.
Their power grew in intensity as I writhed between them. Once I was sufficiently soaked, Myro removed his hands and replaced them with his thick cock. I sucked harder. He pressed the tip in. I added my hand to Fey’s cock, earning myself a loud gasp from him. Myro pushed in another inch. My hips seemed to have a mind of their own, pushing back and begging for more.
Then, unable to contain himself, Myro shoved the rest of that glorious cock into me in one move. I rocked forward, almost losing my grip on Fey, but settled onto Myro’s girth with satisfaction. Fuuuuck. He felt so huge, so strong as he entered me. I sucked and swirled my tongue and tried to bring Fey closer to orgasm, distracting myself before I came in three seconds.
Fey was bucking more now, and had sat up slightly to place his hands on my head and push me up and down on him. I squeezed with my hand and his noises became more frequent.
Equally losing control, Myro pounded into me, using my hips and waist to yank me onto him again and again. The slapping of our skin was sending me into a cacophony of pleasure and arousal. The combo of both of them inside of me, both of them losing control of their power and their bodies, was becoming overwhelming.
But in a good, sexy, all-consuming way. I thought I might’ve transcended, but who the fuck describes sex as transcendent? No way was I telling either of them that.
Rocking back and forth between these two impossibly sexy aliens, being caressed by their
