“Are you okay, Little one?” Kafran asks as he steps closer.
I smile. “More than okay. Are you two going to stand there staring at me, or are you going to make me yours?”
Skarg chuckles as he sets a knee on the bed and climbs up. “Hands and knees, Baby girl. I’m going to lie on my back, and you’re going to straddle my waist.”
I watch as he reclines, and I giggle as I try to plant my knees on either side of his hips. My legs aren’t long enough.
Kafran lifts my knees one at a time and puts pillows under them, elevating me a bit and making me laugh.
“Next time you insinuate any part of you is big, I’ll spank you so hard you won’t remember your name,” he teases. At least I think he’s joking. Maybe not…
Skarg grips my hips. “Nestle your pussy against my shaft, Baby girl.” He lifts me a few inches to align himself up with where he wants me and lowers me so that his shaft rubs between my folds. It’s so erotic that I’m already panting.
“Good girl,” he continues, “Now, put your hands on my chest. I want to see those pretty stones swaying.”
I glance down at my boobs hanging heavily over him. The stones drag against his chest.
Skarg moans as he slides his hands up to cup my breasts. “Fuck, that’s sexy.” He lifts one and brings the nipple to his lips.
Apparently the numbness has worn off. I’m not feeling any pain, though. All I feel is pleasure, and it’s at a new level. Now I understand what happens when my Papis get their saliva in me through the piercings. A rush of need so strong consumes me, nearly making me come.
I press my pussy down over Skarg’s erection, and that’s all it takes for me to tip over the edge. I cry out as pleasure washes through me. So much pleasure that my vision blurs, and I find myself grinding against Papi’s cock, wanting more, craving it more than oxygen.
When Skarg switches to my other nipple, I come again, shuddering violently, my arms shaking. I don’t have to hold myself upright, though. Kafran has a grip on my torso.
Skarg releases my second nipple with a loud pop. “I think our Little girl likes the piercings.”
I’m panting, my body still pulsing. But I’m also desperate for more. I don’t want them to tease me anymore. I want them to fuck me. Both of them. I’m not even scared. I need them inside me as if my life depends on it.
Kafran has settled on his knees between Skarg’s legs. He lifts my hips several inches while Skarg reaches between us to line his erection up with my entrance. “Kafran is going to lower you over my cock, Baby girl. It will be tight, but you’ll adjust.”
I nod. “Please, Papi…” It doesn’t even matter which one of them I’m talking to. Both.
As Skarg’s erection enters me, I stiffen. It’s so big. Way too big. I understand intellectually that my vagina will stretch around him, but at this moment, that seems impossible.
“Deep breath, Baby girl,” Skarg demands. “Relax your cunt. Try not to stiffen.”
I can no more obey that order than I can go sky diving this afternoon. My body isn’t taking orders from anyone, including me.
I wince as I’m stretched wider and wider until Papi is filling me so full that it seems like I’ll tear into two pieces.
Kafran pulls me upright, wraps one arm under my breasts, and turns my head so he can kiss me. “We love you so much, Little one. You’re being so brave today.”
I kiss him back, trying to ignore the pressure between my legs. When will it ease?
Kafran moves his lips to my neck and grips my chin, holding me steady while he pierces behind my ear.
A few seconds later, I’m breathing easier, calming. Even my pussy is relaxing. I suspect nerves were making me clench too tight.
“Good girl,” he whispers in my ear. “Drop your palms back onto Skarg’s chest. I’m going to enter your bottom now.”
I whimper as I obey him. I want this, but I’m also scared. I’ve never had anything as large as their shafts in either of my holes, and we’re doing both at once. It’s kind of unavoidable, but nerve-wracking.
Skarg cups my face. “Look at me, Baby girl. Relax your bottom now. Let Kafran in.”
I nod. At least I think I nod. Words won’t form. I try not to stiffen as Kafran rubs lubricant against my tight hole and then slips a finger into me. It’s not too bad. His finger is smaller than the giant dildo they made me wear today.
After sliding it in and out a few times, he adds a second finger, making me arch my chest and wince.
