House Slut 40: …and no place to run

After awhile Tegan heard people reenter the room. It definitely sounded like more than one person. She sensed someone approach between her legs and took a deep breath as she awaited penetration. Whoever it was was taking her ass again and she winced slightly as she felt them press against her battered pucker then let out a startled whimper as more pressure was applied and she felt herself forced open. Whoever was entering her was impossibly big, and she instinctively tried to pull away.

“Shhh.” Said a soothing female voice and she felt a soft hand stroke her cheek.

“Gnndy?!” Tegan enquired incredulously.

“That’s right babe.” Candy replied as she urged her hips forward, doing her darndest to gently – but steadily – make her giant strapon fit into Tegan’s asshole.

“Nnnh.” Tegan protested through her gag, remembering how excited Candy had been at the prospect of fucking Tegan in the ass no more than 12 hours ago. She assumed James must be here too, one of the men who’d already fucked her.

“You’re doing great babe.” Candy purred, as finally Edgar’s tapered tip forced Tegan’s tight hole open until it was wide enough to accept the shaft. Tegan whimpered again, her feet and fists clenching and unclenching. She was helpless against the assault, and had a mental image of Edgar – the thickness and length of two soda cans end to end – completely rearranging her insides.

“Look at her go!” said a male voice from off to one side. Tegan didn’t recognise it, or at least she didn’t think she did. It was hard to focus on anything but burning sensation of her anus stretching open, the giant red dildo disappearing inch by agonising inch inside her, and she panted hard trying to calm herself. She remembered her competition in the Halloween event, Zoe, taking an impossible looking Dragon dildo the same way, and reasoned that she would be ok, as long as she relaxed, and Candy was careful. All the same, she had never felt more helpless and as the object stabbed deeper inside she very nearly quit. She felt impossibly full, to the point all she could feel was fullness.

“Almost there babe.” Candy purred.

“Ammog?” Tegan pleaded. She felt like her abdomen was going to burst. Finally, she felt Candy’s lower belly press against her crotch, telling her that she had bottomed out. She was shaking with a rush of endorphins.

“Great job!” Candy enthused. She fumbled with the buckles of her harness then reversed them, strapping the thigh straps of the harness around Tegan’s thighs and pulling them tight. Tegan’s muscles tried to push out the large intruder but it gave about an inch then stopped, held in place by the harness.

Candy got on her knees between Tegan’s legs and started to lick her pussy, her tongue exploring her slimy hole between her puffy lips, sucking her clit and nibbling gently at her inner labia. Tegan felt her muscles clenching in response and groan each time her ass clenched around Edgar, giving her no reprieve.

After a minute or two of oral ministration, Candy moved up and licked Tegan’s belly. Tegan wondered if she was cleaning up the messes the men had left behind and her question was answered when Candy spat a mouthful of sticky semen and saliva directly into her face, eliciting a ripple of chuckles from the men. Then she felt Candy start rubbing her clit with two fingertips before inserting the fingers into her vagina. With Edgar taking up most of the space in her pelvis, this was unusually difficult.

“I don’t know how you guys expect to keep using her pussy, she’s definitely at capacity.” Candy remarked sympathetically, withdrawing her fingers and idly twiddling Tegan’s inflamed clit.