Bed springs creaked as Rachel was tossed onto the mattress. A far larger form mounted her right after, a knee spread her legs and pressed against the roiling heat of her balls, then lips were on her like a vulture, stripping away at her until she was nothing but a hot mess waiting to cum. It didn't take long. Carmen's kisses rained upon her throat, teeth kneaded her flesh, hands moved from hips to her waist to hold her in place, and three erections throbbed and oozed all around her. Rachel was tiny and helpless to her lover's whims.
Just one hand was enough to control both her wrists. The middle horse-cock dominated her body, easily the girth of her waist, yet the others were always there. She'd take all three before long. Rachel cupped her lover's cheek, stopping another love bite, and pulled her into a deeper kiss. Though her tongue surged to meet Carmen's, it was immediately subjugated, forced to the bottom as her mouth was explored as if for the first time. Rachel moaned into the kiss, pulling her love in tighter.
Their tits mashed together and spilled over the sides. Nipples ground into each other, firm nubs that flicked the others as both futanari breathed deeper. Rachel's little fingers weaved into the cosmic black of Carmen's hair, doing her best to never let go and feel every little bit of her girlfriend. She wrapped her legs around the taller futa's hips, and used her feet to feel at her voluptuous rear. Maybe she didn't have the biggest breasts of their group, nor were her cocks the biggest, but her ass was flawless. Pert enough to bounce a penny off.
Human weakness forced them apart, breathing deep, each breath shaking the ropes of spit between them, "I've missed this," Rachel said. Even separated like this, their chests were together. She felt Carmen's heartbeat match her own, racing faster the longer they looked.
"Me too," Carmen said and cupped the much smaller hand on her cheek. She kissed it, inhaling deep, "Everything's different, but I'll always remember this smell. This feeling."
"Weirdo," Rachel snickered, "What kind of obsessed stalker memorises their girlfriend's scent?"
"The kind that has a magic book and three cocks, which, by the way, are getting dry," Carmen said and reared back, protruded her hips to make clear just how huge her members were against Rachel's aroused body. While individually, they were smaller than Rachel's biggest member, they stood out against her frame.
"What do you want me to do about it?" Rachel asked, voice lowering to a loving huskiness. She reached up and brushed the heads with her finger tips, smearing endless streams of pre-cum over her skin and the purple glans. The middle prick drooled unobstructed, long ropes of pre snapped under their own weight and landed with a heavy splat on Rachel's bed. That's right, she thought and arched her head to catch the next dollop in her mouth. This was the first time they'd fuck in her house. All the other times were at Carmen's place, when her family was out.
Now they were in a far more average room. Rachel wasn't rich by any means, comfortably placed at middle-class with a single-sized bed that forced her few past girlfriends to snuggle real close when they slept over. She couldn't imagine how tight it'd be with Carmen, but she couldn't wait. The simpler setting only made the goddess known as Carmen Robins stand out more.
She didn't need to, of course. Rachel gulped down the dense offering of pre-cum, so thick it pasted her gums in Carmen's flavour even once she'd licked them clean. It seared every inch of her oesophagus down into her belly, where it caught aflame and spread throughout her body. Her cock twitched beneath Carmen's and launched its own salvo of dick juice.
Carmen moved so she straddled the diminutive futa, "Well, that's up to you. I can use your body until I'm satisfied, which won't be for a while, or you can make the first move. Either way, you won't be walking out of here today."
"So confident," Rachel said, unsure if she was teasing or marvelling at her lover's words.
"I've been thinking about this for a long time," Carmen said, fingers tightening around the redhead's wrist, "Those rare times I could feel properly, I always thought of what I'd do to you. Even when I fucked that entire strip club, even as I was face fucking our friends downstairs, I tried imagining how I'd wreck your cunt for all other cocks. There's only one possibility I came up with though."
"What's that?" Rachel asked, breaths heavy like Carmen was crushing her lungs. She wasn't. If anything, she was so powerful, it was like she pulled Rachel off the bed and into her personal world of unsatisfied lusts.
"It's embarrassingly simple," Carmen leaned down, slipped her arms under the petite futa and held her tight, then whispered in her ear, "I'm gonna fuck you. I don't mean make love or have sex or mate, I'm going to fucking destroy you. You showed me some hentai, remember? Those faces they made as they were fucked into oblivion? When I'm through, your brain will be mush, hollow, only capable of one thought; sex. Then I'll fix it with the book and do it all over again."
Rachel shuddered. For once her cocks were silent, only her pussy convulsed and squirted across the bed. Her eyes rolled at the sensations, her cunny walls ground together, as if to crush the imagined cock that violated her to a near untouched orgasm. Drool escaped her clenched teeth, which Carmen licked up, leading to another deep kiss that only prolonged Rachel's climax. It didn't last long yet dilated into hours in her mind.
"You like my plan?" Carmen teased, fingers playing across Rachel's body like a piano, before delving past her masculinities and dipping into her sodden depths.
"Oh god," Rachel bucked into the penetration, slight as it was, "Please, Carmen. You have to do it now. I'll fucking die if you don't."
"Don't be so dramatic," Carmen chided and gave a light slap on her inflamed mons, prompting a startled squeak.
"I'm serious," Rachel groaned, hips rolling in desperation, "I need your cocks in me. All of them. I'll go crazy if they don't stretch me out. I want to feel them ruin me. I want them to be my everything. I need them to fuck my womb and inflate it and fuck my ass and my throat. Please, give it to me!"
Carmen erected herself back to her imposing stance, cocks casting long, gnarled shadows over the redhead, "In good time. First, we have friends to help out." She picked up the Futa Note, a mischievous smirk on her lips, "But I'm generous. On your hands and knees."
Like the most obedient dog, Rachel followed her instructions and raised her hips high. She expected Carmen to penetrate her then and there, while using her back as a table to write in the notebook, instead she felt her lover's breaths on her belly as she slid underneath.
"Hi," Carmen grinned, then lifted her up, aimed the cocks at her face and slid them past her lips with a moan. When did she get so good? Rachel wondered in the flash of cognition before her mind slowed to a halt, the feelings of Carmen's lips, teeth, tongue, throat and oesophagus all working in tandem to pleasure her. Skin met her cunt next, the overly endowed futa raising her knee to grind against Rachel's femininity and balls. Paper touched her stomach and a voice reached her mind; 'hold it'.
Rachel grunted and shifted her weight to one arm, while the other held the book in place. Her body dipped, pressing her crotch harder against Carmen's mouth, which invited her deeper. The feel of quick lines being written barely registered above the sensations, then her whole body shook as she humped into her lover's throat.
"Wh-what's happening?" Rachel asked, though she recognised the feeling. They hadn't done it in weeks, but she knew how it felt to be changed by the book. She didn't get an answer, though it breezed through her mind as she luxuriated in her pleasure. Then the writing stopped and the book placed aside. Hands clapped tight onto her decadent ass, locked into place, and she squealed as Carmen picked her up.
The much taller futa slid free with a lurid slurp, "I made them match." To demonstrate, she held the slimy pricks apart, both now the same hulking mass wreathed in brutal veins. Rachel just stared and moaned when Carmen took them both into her mouth, lips spreading further than should be possible for the pair. They bulged through her neck and into her chest, before she pulled off again.
"Before I destroy your slutty cunt," Carmen said, the description sending flutters through it, "I owe you."
"Huh?" Rachel grunted, her lover kissing each cock head like they were copies of her. Carmen smirked and laid down on the bed, her head draped over the edge, offering a straight path down her gullet. The invite was obvious, even in a fugue state, and the redhead leapt up to waddle over. Her balls jostled heavily with each stride and made running impossible, though she reached her goal quickly. Obscured by her genitals, hands on her tits as if to offer them, Carmen waited.
For everything they'd done, Carmen had always been on the 'pitching' end. Rachel didn't mind either way; the orgasms were unmatched back then, though she'd wager today would make them seem like drops in an ocean. But here her lover laid, mouth open and willing, tongue whipping at her balls like the most seductive poet, and at her mercy. Rachel stepped back and angled one cock down to Carmen's lips, the other targeted the grandest valley on earth; Carmen's tits.
"I won't hold back."
"Please," Carmen said and kissed the head taunting her, tongue flicking at the urethra. With a wailing moan, Rachel charged and buried over two foot of hyper-sensitive cock down her love's throat, while the other was caught between those tits, so soft they felt like clouds. A moan compelled her deeper, vibrations passing along her length, until her heavy balls smothered Carmen's face from the nose down. Not one second after hilting, Rachel yanked back and slammed home again.
"Oh fuck, I've never, hmm... felt this before," Rachel moaned, leaning forward to grope her far bigger girlfriend's tits, hands no larger than a house cat's paws by comparison, "I sucked myself off once. Oh god. But that doesn't compare. Your throat... fuck, moan for me again, Slut. Ahhhh hmmm, fuuuuck."
Carmen's throat rolled as Rachel impaled it on twenty-eighty inches of rigid girl-cock, then vibrated when it lingered for more than a second, before she slurped as it withdrew and gagged on the return. Drool spilled from her lips, down her cheeks and into her nose. Viscous bridges connected her and Rachel's balls whenever the redhead pulled away, then reconnected with a splat. All the while, Rachel's snatch coated the other side of her scrotum and her thighs.
"It's so good," Rachel cooed, hands moving to hold her love's head in place as she hastened her thrusts, "Your tits are so fucking good. Look at them with my cock there. And, hmmm, the other one's bulging too. I can see it as I fuck you, Carmen. How's my balls in your face? Are they sweaty? What's my musk like?" Moans answered her, each hum another stab of pleasure. She slowed down.
