"Doc, you feel so good," he said with a droopy gaze. "So, so good, I want to fuck you really badly."
He was not talking like himself either but that only goes to show that I’m not the only one acting unlike myself.
"I’m going to pound your hole till all you can think of are my twin dicks." He said and shoved one in first.
It sent chills and shock over . And then he positioned the next one, ready to shove it in as well.
I wanted to say it wouldn’t fit. Wanted to protest but what my rational thinking and my body wanted were different.
My eyes were bleeding with greed, anticipating when he would shove his second dick inside and fill .
And then he did.
At the sa ti, the white-haired claid my lips and cupped my breasts, massaging them and pinching my nipples.
My body jerked and jolted, but I was unable to make any sound besides the muffled moans from our lips.
My eyes rolled back, jittering as the pleasure consud .
It felt good.
Too good, infact.
I... I’m in trouble. I think... I think my body’s broken.
The silver-haired moved wildly, his hands positioned on my ass to keep in place, and from below, the white-haired moved viciously as well, trying to pound my hole until there was nothing left.
The pleasure was too much for to handle.
It was too good, I felt I would die.
My body, my mind, my hole that these two were rcilessly railing, felt like they were lting.
Over and over, they pounded my insides, changing positions as they willed, bending over as they willed and filling all my holes.
The white-haired fucked my mouth while the silver-haired used both of his dicks at the sa ti, fucking my pussy and asshole.
It was too much.
And I couldn’t even pass out.
Once again, we were in the position where the white-haired lay underneath , playing with my boobs as he fucked my pussy, and the silver-haired tailed my ass.
How long had it been?
I don’t even know how many tis they’ve cumd inside or how many tis I’ve reached climax.
My cervix keeps clamping, even though I don’t want it to, like it knows when to hold tight for their dicks to feel good.
"This is punishnt." The white-haired suddenly said and my exhausted eyes widened. "How could you try to compare our pride to a rubber dildo? Did it feel good?" He asked and thrust even deeper, my breath caught and my insides churning.
My mouth gaped and saliva rolled down without restraint.
"After this, you’ll never be able to think using a dildo again." He said, and then he ejaculated inside , accompanied by my powerful orgasm that trapped the silver-haired’s twin dicks and milked him of his seeds.
And then, just as they were about to continue, I sniffled.
I was crying, thinking about how this wasn’t fair.
"What? Did we make you cry?"
"It’s just... It’s not real." I said. Even if the pleasure felt so realistic, how was it possible for these sa n to appear in my bedroom?
It’s not possible.
"Everything is a dream and when I wake up, I’ll be alone. So why are you torturing ?"
They both looked at and then exchanged glances.
"So you think it’s not real?" The white-haired asked, slowly moving, making lewd squelching sounds as he may.
"Then how do you explain how we’re here?" The white-haired asked.
It looked like he had finally co back to his senses.
"It’s because it’s a dream," I said to them. "Once I wake up, all I’ll feel is this lingering feeling in my body and you two will disappear. I..." I cried and he kissed my eyes, sucking in the tears.
"Well, that’s not a big issue now, is it? All we have to do is not disappear before you wake up. Isn’t that right?"
"What’s going to change?"
"If you will it," the silver-haired said, reaching for my breast from behind. "Then we won’t change back into our true form."
"Your true... Form?" I looked lost, and the white-haired laughed.
"Have you still not figured it out?" He asked. "Our identities, that is."
"Your..."
The white-haired began to move again.
"Well, let’s not dwell on it any longer and go one last round." He said, and the silver-haired began to thrust.
I didn’t have any voice left to moan and could only move my hips slightly until I felt myself drifting into sleep.
"Isn’t she cute?" The white-haired asked, chuckling.
"What have we done?" The silver-haired asked as reality finally hit him. "What made us act like animals?"
"Technically, we are animals. But... It seems like she enjoyed it. She’ll probably be shocked once she wakes up so let’s clean up first."
The words were fading too fast for to hear clearly, but one thing I know is that I had the best sex ever.
And then the next morning when I woke up, I found two naked bodies sleeping by my side.
The white-haired on my left, the silver-haired on my right, and a body that was due for repair because it was completely damaged.
I grabbed the sheets and scread inwardly in horror.
Was I still in the dream? What were they doing here and why was my body a wreck?
They slowly woke up, noticing my small movents.
"You’re awake?" The white-haired asked, smiling as he rested his head on his arm. "It’s the new year," he said. "Happy New Year,"
"O-oh, happy New Year," I said, but then shook my head.
What was going on here?
"How do you feel?" The silver-haired asked, and I turned to him. "We worked you hard last night because of a sudden rut. Sorry."
I slowly cald down after hearing his apology.
I did notice he wasn’t acting like his usual self, but... None of that.
Why were they still here?
"You made a wish and so here we are." The white-haired said. "We’ll be in your care from now on."
"Please take care of as well." The silver-haired said, and they both got down, walking with their naked ass on display towards the door, and leaving alone in the room.
What in the world is going on?
After coming to terms with the fact that this was, in fact, not a dream, I realized that the bottle I had sniffed and they had licked was an aphrodisiac. One that only works an hour after intake, which was effective with just sniffing as well.
That’s why I was so hot.
And that’s why they were so high.
In any case, I got myself two hot lovers who knew how to work to the bone each ti they took to bed.
This had to be the best Christmas and New Year I have ever.
Thank you, Santa, for granting my wish this year.
(So, that concludes it. Happy New Year to all of you, and wishing you that the start of it will be great, to the end as well. See you back in the main plot)
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