Valentine, Part Two

At first, I found myself thrusting back against the glass dildo, trying to fuck it myself. It felt good: smooth and with a nice heft to it. But eventually Saltine had picked up a pace of fucking me with it that was just overwhelming. They were shoving it deeper and deeper as well, and as a result I found myself trying to wriggle away. But that just pushed Pup’s cock further down my throat.

I was in the predicament of either deep-throating Pup or taking the glass dildo deeper. Except, for every time I backed onto the dildo, Pup would move in closer to close the gap. And for every time I wriggled away from the dildo and took more of Pup into my mouth, Saltine would just shove the dildo deeper. Soon, I was gagging on Pup’s cock and basically impaled on the dildo. Saltine had slowed the thrusts down a bit, instead going for long, slow strokes.

“Aww, too much?” Pup chuckled and patted my cheek. I twisted away from him and wiped some drool off of my chin. 

Saltine grabbed my hair and pushed my face against Pup’s cock. His shaft trailed along my cheekbone before Saltine pulled my head back. “Open up. Suck his cock.”

I tried, but after a minute or so I twisted away again. It was hard to focus on sucking Pup off when Saltine was still fucking me with the dildo. I could feel my pussy dripping onto my thighs. “I can’t. It’s too much. Please.”

Saltine pulled the dildo all the way out of me and climbed off the bed. “Take her pussy. I need some water.”

Pup climbed onto the bed, pulling me down onto my side in front of him so that we were spooning. He lifted up my leg and slipped into my pussy. “Is that better, baby?” He whispered in my ear, “is that what you want?”