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“More than one?”
“Eventually,” he said, and when he felt me tense he pulled back. “Sloane, it is only fair. Haven’t you heard? I can throw children very high. I shouldn’t waste that talent on just one child.”
I laughed, and he laughed, and then he kissed me.
My breasts were still bound, so they rode up against his chest plate as he pressed me to him, and whatever fears and final shreds of ambivalence I had melted away. “I love you,” I said, squeezing him tightly between my legs—and then I knew what I wanted to do. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes, my love,” he said instantly. “Why?”
“Because,” I said, wriggling back from him and onto the webbing again. “I want you to put both of your last pair in there.” I ran a hand down my stomach and pushed my middle two fingers into my pussy, by way of illustration. He paused, and then inhaled. “Nuh-uh. You said you’d trust me. This is what I want. You know it stretches yourself, and babies come out of there.”
He tilted his head. “No one on TV seems happy about that fact, however.”
“Less watching TV, more asking Sloane, please.”
Nia’n’an took that in stride. “All right, my love. What precisely does Sloane want?”
“Sloane, your beautiful and adventurous wife, wants double vaginal penetration. So bring both of your dicks over—unless your sperm comes out of a different hole?” It seemed important to ask all of a sudden.
“Same holes,” he said, with emphasis on the S.
“Oh good—then fucking double barrel me.”
We both heard the alarm on my phone go off in the other room, an innocuous little chiming sound that somehow signaled the beginning of the next phase of my life.
“As you wish, my love.” And he clambered up onto the web with me.
NIA’N’AN
I’d always created my packets early in the morning alone, before Sloane woke, knowing it was time to do so by the dull ache I felt inside myself where all my seed resided.
But now, to be full, and knowing that Sloane was willing to receive it from me?
I could already feel it rushing up, filling my last pair from base to tip as they emerged.
It was only her request that made me hesitate.
But I trusted her completely—and I knew if she changed her mind, she’d tell me.
Until then, it was my job to try and accommodate her mating desires, as much as was possible, and so I began to suspend her at once.
“Is this part of the deal?” she asked, as I lashed tethers for her to my very high ceiling, and when I was through, I reached for her to wind her into them, supporting her at her shoulders, hips, and stomach, so that she was lying comfortably in midair with her back up and her breasts hanging down—and then I bent her knees and tied them to her wrists, and her ankles to her thighs, and both her legs to a point above her, so that she was almost completely splayed out. “Oooh, Nia’n’an,” she said.
“I want access to all your holes quickly.”
“It’s so sexy when you say it like that.” She laughed—but then I gently spun her at my hip’s height, demonstrating that I could put one of my pair in her mouth, or turn her and mount her, and her eyes went wide. “Yes. Very yes. Start fucking me, please.”
“When you are ready,” I promised—and then started hauling her up into midair by the lines I’d hung her on. She gasped with surprise, rocking as she rose up.
“Nia’n’an!”
“I have a plan, my love,” I told her, and it was this: I tacked her line down safely, then crawled up the wall, across the ceiling, and out to her, flipping and then lowering myself, so that my face was first between her thighs. I licked her and she moaned, so I kept doing it, as I moved the rest of me around beneath her, until I was nudging one of my last pair against her lips.
She took it in at once.
I was careful. I knew I was much larger than she was and she could be easily physically overwhelmed, seeing as she was trapped, but she kept making appreciative moans, and so I rocked her above me, fucking her with my tongue and my anatomy in her mouth, in turns.
Then she started to squeal.
