First Time Double Penetration Fills me Up and Melts my Brain
Title: A HEATED Arrival of the Forbidden Fruit
The anticipation was palpable as I gazed upon the two imposing members standing before me, my heart pounding with a mix of apprehension and exhilaration. I had heard the tales, the whispered rumors of this prohibited fruit – one that was said to fill one with a most sinful pleasure, yet also leave them anew. It was with trembling hands that I reached out, slowly caressing the rigid shafts, feeling their warmth and the pulsing veins.
“You are mine now,” I whispered to the devices, “And I shall claim you as no other has before.” With that, I brought the smaller of the two to my eager mouth, savoring the taste as I began an oral assault on the phallus, coating it with saliva.
“Mmmm,” I purred, “Tis almost a shame to subject this beauty to penetration. Almost…”
Setting the toy aside, I positioned myself atop its brother, the more substantial and intimidating of the two. I could feel my body quivering with anticipation as I slowly lowered myself onto it, my breath catching in my throat as it stretched me open, claiming my most intimate of depths.
“Ohhhhhh,” I moaned, as I settled onto its full length, my walls stretching to accommodate its girth. I began to move, slowly at first, savoring the way it filled me and brushed against my walls. As my arousal built, so did my rhythm, until I was bouncing on it with reckless abandon.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I chanted, my milking muscles gripping it tightly as it thrust in and out of me. The pleasure was intense, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I felt as if I were floating, slipping into a state of euphoria.
But I wanted more. Glancing over at the other toy, I retrieved it, coating it liberally with lubricant, readying it for the forbidden act. Spinning around, I slowly pushed it into my already stretched opening, feeling my body resist its intrusion. But with patience and determination, I slowly pressed onward, until both enormous shafts were buried deep inside of me.
“Oh God yes!” I screamed, as I began to buck my hips, my hands gripping the base of each toy as I fucked myself wildly. The pleasure was incomparable, an almost transcendent experience. My mind went blank, lost in a sea of pure sensation.
The first orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, my walls clenching around the intruders as I was washed away in the intensity of it. But even as I gasped for breath, I continued, driving myself to ever greater heights of ecstasy.
When I finally slumped forward, unable to continue, I felt wholly changed. Sated, but also craving more. The toys had left their mark upon me, and I knew I would never be the same again.
I rolled off of the mattress, my legs shaky as I stood. Gazing down at the mess I had made of myself, a smile played about my lips. Perhaps, I mused, I had found a hobby after all.
