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My wonderful-fucking-soon-to-be-spider-mate wanted to rock my world.
“Is that good?” he asked, checking in.
Just when I thought I couldn’t love him anymore.
“Yeah,” I breathed. “Keep going.”
He was spinning his thumb inside of me and—I realized—getting a good layer of his oddly pretty spider jizz everywhere.
Now that I wasn’t going to have to wear his ashes in resin...maybe there was a future for me on Etsy, with charms full of spider cum. I giggled, and he paused.
“Are you all right?”
“I am.” I beamed up at him. “I was just thinking of forever.”
“I am too, now,” he said, pulled his thumb away from me, and brought both of his dicks to bear. I could feel them nudging up against their respective holes, pushing in.
I groaned, and Nia’n’an leaned forward. “I know, Sloane,” he said—and I was so happy I could understand him. “You feel so good when you take me.”
If other women had known he could do this, he would’ve had a line around his apartment complex for three city blocks.
And then when he started spinning his dicks in small circles? “Oh my God, what the fuck,” I whispered, my head rolling back.
“Do you like that, my love?” he asked.
All I could do was nod my head and moan as he slowly spiraled deeper.
It was good—but it wasn’t goodenough. All of my orgasms had been fantastic, but they’d done nothing to abate the horniness deep inside my hips, where I needed him to be. “You’re—it’s—” I started, trying to explain and losing words with each of his strokes. “I—I need it,” I whined. “More—get it in me.”
“I am quite a bit larger than you, my love. Have patience.”
“No,” I said, pouting. “Don’t wanna. Need—” I started, but then he slid the final few inches in, and the pressure stole away my breath.
“Is this what you needed, my love?” he asked, and I didn’t know if he was being literal, or deservedly sarcastic.
All I could do was squeak “Yeah” and nod my head, and find things to hang on to.
He growled, and from the first stroke I knew I was in trouble.
Everything that’d been happening for the past half hour or so?
All the orgasms, on both of our parts?
Foreplay.
Just the appetizer.
And now we were on the main course.
My jaw dropped and I groaned thoughtlessly as Nia’n’an thudded into me. He was using his hand wrapped around my thigh, and the rebound from the webs he’d put me in, while shoving himself forward, and moving his other hand’s thumb to stroke my clit.
I’d heard the phrase “fuck me stupid” before, but I’d never gotten to experience it. It was just as strong a high as any other drug I’d ever taken, and I looked forward to getting to do it nightly, and maybe afternoonly too, for the rest of my entire fucking life.
“Oh—G—G—God—” I stuttered, as he rammed his two huge fucking dicks in and out of me.
I trapped his wrist right where it was with a hand, so that he kept rubbing the exact right spot. I was either going to come again or actually meet God—the first—no, the second?—
“Fuck!” I shouted out, as another orgasm took me, making me kick my good leg against his hip, and my toes curl inside their cast.
