Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57675 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 288(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57675 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 288(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” he groans. “You’re such a butt slut, taking my shaft in one stroke.”
I mewl, unable to speak. It feels like my entire abdomen is filled with cock, but I know this is just the beginning because Ranger stands up then, and somehow also maneuvers his big frame in back of me. There’s a probing feeling at my asshole again, as he pushes his dickhead against my tight pucker.
“But I’m already full!” is my breathless cry.
“Not quite, sweetheart,” he rasps. “Because two dicks are always better than one. Now relax and let your back chamber stretch.”
I know it’s useless to protest, so instead I focus on doing as my husbands command. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, trying to will myself to go with the flow. There’s already a ten inch shaft in my butt, but I know I can handle the double stuffing, and feel just fine.
Sure enough, Ranger is able to work himself in even though Ryder’s already in my back end. My anus stretches and resists a bit, but they encourage me with soft words and gentle strokes to my clit.
“That a girl,” growls Ryder. “Almost there, sweetheart.”
Finally, it’s done. I have twenty inches in my bottom, and I’m so full that I feel like I’m going to burst. And yet it’s absolutely heavenly. These men are what I need, and they answer every feminine call within.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Take me.”
“With pleasure, sweetheart,” they rasp in return. Slowly, the two cocks begin moving in my bottom. It’s difficult at first because they’re absolutely monstrous, and only growing larger as the excitement builds. But my body was made to pleasure these men, and as they begin to swing in and out, I let out breathy little gasps of ecstasy.
“Oh!” is my cry. “Fuck, yes!”
The two men grunt in return, one cock pushing in as the other cock pulls out. But then they start going in tandem, pumping my butt full with two shafts simultaneously.
That’s what does it. I adore twenty inches, and my breathing grows rapid. My clit hardens and enlarges, and then suddenly lightning hits my pussy and ass, and I burst into a million pieces.
“Oh!” is my fervent cry as my female parts pump them for milk. “Ryder, Ranger! I love you!”
My two husbands answer. The grip on my hips becomes manic, and I know I’ll have fingerprints afterwards. But it’s okay because I adore their passion, and sure enough, after a few more deep pumps, they burst into my ass, filling me with sperm.
“Fuck!” roars one. “Jerk me off with that tight asshole, sweetheart!”
“Shit!” rasps the other. “You feel so amazing,” he moans while ejaculating rope after rope of virile semen into my anal canal. And I’m a dirty slut because my ass eats it up. It milks both men, taking both their loads as I cry out and shiver with ecstasy rolling through my frame.
Finally, it’s over and we collapse in a panting heap on the floor. Holy cow, we never even got out of the foyer. We’re still right next to the front door, with our clothes lying in heaps around us, and the marble tiling spattered with droplets of cum and pussy nectar.
“It was good, wasn’t it?” I ask blissfully. “You always make me so happy.”
Ryder and Ranger kiss me tenderly while pulling out.
“No, you make us happy, sweetheart. And we’ll be here for you forever,” they intone, before sweeping me into their arms and carrying my curvy form into the bedroom.
My heart fills with love because I know what they’re saying is true. After all, Ryder and Ranger have already made all my dreams come true. My son Danny lives in luxury, and I have two babies asleep in the nursery, with two more on the way. Not only that, but I work a fulfilling job because of them, and they’ve chased away any fears that I had of the past and the future. Instead, I know I’m safe, and I always will be with these doctors who have stolen my heart.
Epilogue Two
Ryder
“Stop that,” she says as she swats at my hand playfully. I’d been trying to stroke a big breast, and my fingers had lightly tweaked a nipple before dipping down to the sweet vee between her thighs. “Do you want me to get pregnant again?” she giggles.
I laugh deep in my throat. The truth is that I’d love to see Bethany grow round with my child once more, but after ten years and twelve children, I can understand why any woman would say no. Bethany’s has been pumping out kids like crazy, and it makes Ranger and I so happy.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind …” I begin.
Ranger chimes in. “You know you’re so beautiful when you’re round with child,” he adds.
Bethany throws us an exasperated look.
“You must be kidding,” she says as little Hermia cries from upstairs. We wait, breathlessly, but fortunately, she settles down on her own. “We have thirteen children,” she says in a hushed whisper. “Twelve biological ones sired by the two of you, and of course, Danny. You can’t seriously be thinking of having more!”