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SLOANE
The problemwith wearing a pinned-down spider blanket was that it was two way—I also felt it when my spider-dude moved.
Which he was doing, now.
I woke up, feeling bleary. He’d turned down the lantern but left it on to one side, so I saw his shadows on the wall first. I spent some time trying to decide if I was dreaming or not, as I saw a portion of his anatomy extend like a finger-puppet.
Then I blinked, woke up, and twisted my head.
Above me, from that gap between where his torso met his spider-bits, where there was a band of elastic-like tissue, a portion of that was expanding.
Make thattwoportions, expanding, curving out and up from the lowest part of his hips like a pair of devil’s horns.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered, as my eyes got big, and he shifted again, his whole body swaying.
I was afraid I was witnessing the spider-dude version of morning wood.
Each of them seemed thick and sturdy—like the kind of dick you could bounce things off of, as hard as they were. They were smooth and dark colored, with no variation in girth from end to tip, a thing which I thought might be disappointing until I realized that each of them could move.
Independently.
My jaw fell open, watching both of them sweep through the air, thinking of feeling one—or both!—of them stirring inside of me.
I had to grit my teeth not to groan. My clit already felt like it was a tiny throbbing heart, and watching his dicks absolutely begging, justbeggingto get fucked, was agonizing.
I couldn’t imagine waking him up. What would I do? “Hi, spider-dude Nyyyyannne. You don’t understand me, and I don’t know you, but I noticed you wanted to get it on? By any chance, have you heard of DP?”
But then, the only thing that could’ve successfully distracted me from my own needs happened—his dicks started touching each other.
Thankfuck,at least one of us was going to come here.
I gawked at them in utter fascination, the growing wet heat between my own legs ignored, as I watched him work his dicks against each other, rubbing and twisting, as his body slowly swayed. They seemed delicate at first, and thenthey seemed to move at odds with one another, more forcefully, twisting as best they were able, as the rest of him moved in sharper, staccato bursts, jerking back and forth.
Sticky fluids dripped from the tips of both of his dicks, threading down as delicately as his silk did, glimmering by the lantern light, and I couldn’t believe it that I, Sloane Marlow, who—rather famously amongst my friends group—was adamantly against facials, was now hoping for a taste of spider-sploodge.
At that, I couldn’t manage it anymore. I wriggled my fingertips over to drum the right spot. I didn’t even need to get them underneath my skirt; my clit was so ready to go off. Nyyyyannen shifted restlessly. I could tell he needed this, and fuck so did I, God, just hurry it up andcomealready?—
His body swung forward again and again, and graceful arcs of cum shot from his body six, no, seven times, each slightly iridescent by the lantern light, until they spattered and were lost on the floor.
Then his dicks unclasped and he sagged. I had a moment to wonder if he might collapse all together and crush me, but I would be okay with that as long as my hand was still between my legs. I bit my lips together and came with a hiss, my orgasm belatedly chasing his, before quietly panting to catch my breath.
I watched his dicks shrink and...invert?...until they disappeared, and the cum was dry, and it was like nothing had ever happened, except for the fresh flood between my legs.
I hoped I’d have a small respite from my perpetual horniness. Long enough to sleep—because once we got going again, who knew when we’d rest next?
I sighed, trying to relax, but I couldn’t stop thinking.
Who the hell had he been dreaming about?
And how many legs did she have?
Seventeen
NIA’N’AN
When I woke next,I knew that I’d soiled myself. I could scent it in the air.
I was up before Sloane was, though, thank goodness—she was still sleeping contentedly, beneath me.
