Eve Langlais: Hybrid Misfit

The tip of his cock pearled a drop of fluid as I stared. I craned my head towards it, but couldn’t quite reach. Simon thrust his hips forward and the tip of his shaft entered my open and waiting mouth. I licked the pre-cum and then sucked at the mushroom cap trying to get more, for his unique flavor hit my tongue and I craved more.

I looked up to meet Simon’s glowing gaze as I slid my lips along the length of his shaft. The cords in his neck tightened as his rod filled my mouth, my teeth grazing him. He was just too big for me to take completely, but I did my best. In my position, bobbing my head was hard, but Simon took care of this by fucking my mouth, his hard prick going deep enough to gag me, then withdrawing.

Not to be outdone, Gene finally stopped his oral torture of my pussy and I felt my pelvis hoisted. The tip of his shaft probed at my wet slit and I moaned around the rod in my mouth. I wanted him to fuck me so bad. But Gene teased me, rubbing his swollen head against my sensitized nub, making me mewl around Simon’s prick. Restrained by ties and bodies, I was at their mercy, and while it frustrated me that I couldn’t take what I wanted, it also made me wilder than I ever recalled getting.

After what seemed like an eternity, Gene impaled my sex on his long cock with its curved tip. I grunted at the welcome penetration, my channel squeezing tight and sending jolts of pleasure throughout me. Slowly at first, Gene pumped me, his thrusts matching those of Simon’s, still filling my mouth.

It was exciting and different. Trying to concentrate on my oral technique with Simon’s cock versus the fucking of my pussy was distracting. One moment, I’d suck energetically only to lapse when Gene would pound vigorously at my willing flesh sending me spiraling on the wings of pleasure. Then Simon would remind me of his large presence by probing the back of my throat with his shaft and off I’d go again, working his thick rod.

A particularly hard series of thrusts, and a new angle, had the tip of Gene’s cock finding and striking my g-spot-over and over. The jolts made me forget the shaft in my mouth and I clamped down, lost in bliss.

Simon hissed and I loosened my oral grip. I opened my eyes to see his eyes smoky with pleasure.

“Suck,” he ordered even as I felt his blood trickling down my throat. I needed no further urging. My dark side took over and sucked at the inadvertent wound that pumped his life force into me. It fed me and drove my rapture to new heights.

My cheeks hollowed and I inhaled him, hard and fast. His fingers twisted into my hair, aiding me in pumping his cock down my throat. I felt him tighten before he came in a creamy rush that filled my mouth and spilled out. I wanted to smile with the knowledge I’d made him lose control. Simon withdrew his shaft from my mouth and moved off of me to the side.

Gene’s cock still worked me, his body glistening with sweat as he pistoned my channel. He smiled when my eyes caught his and he increased his pace sending me into a series of mewling gasps. My pleasure coiled inside me, and without Simon’s weight pinning me, I arched my hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. Gene leaned down over me, his muscled arms keeping his full weight off of me.

“Take what you need,” he whispered before kissing me. I wasn’t going to, after all, my succubus side didn’t really need feeding. But when Simon’s big fingers pinched my nipples while Gene swirled his cock against my sweet spot, I came hard. In the throes of an orgasm-a nine for sure on the Richter scale-the leash I held over my needs slackened and I took what Gene offered.

I sucked his tongue into my mouth and as I tasted him, I opened my other mouth, the esoteric one that fed on pleasure and emotions. The rush of power that flooded into me threw my body into another climax before I’d completed the first. I shook with the force of it and still Gene poured himself into me, his body pounding away until finally, with a cry I heard with my mind and not my ears, he came, a hot torrent that filled me in more ways than one.

Even half conscious, I knew to pull away before I drained him too far. I tore my mouth from his panting. Gene collapsed on the bed beside me, his breathing ragged. I stared at the ceiling as I tried to regain my breath, my being radiating satiation and power.

“Wow,” I managed to say.

Thick fingers wrapped around mine, and I turned my head to smile at Simon who lay propped beside me on one arm. “And that’s just the beginning,” he promised with a grin.

My hand was grabbed on my other side and I swiveled my head to see Gene with a beatific look on his face. “Screw hybrid misfit, I think we should call her awesome.”

I blushed at his praise. Somehow coming from a guy who had super powers and lived longer than I cared to think about-and fucked an entire harem on his own-it said a lot. I hoped. Or did he say that to all the girls? Nah, I know I’m good. And, I’ll admit, that was a personal best for me.

“Still hungry?” rumbled Simon.

I frowned. “You know, you guys didn’t have to feed me. I can fend for myself.”

“Not anymore,” Simon growled, followed by Gene with, “There’s no need.”

“What do you mean?” I asked. Sometimes I could be clueless and while I had an inkling of what they meant, I needed to hear it said.

“From now on if you need to feed, you use us.”

A part of me bristled at his caveman answer. Who made him the boss of me?

Gene smoothed it over with, “Having grown quite attached to you, it would please us if you would turn to us if you need feeding as we cannot be sure of our jealous reaction should you choose to feed off another.”

“Oh.” They liked me? I warmed up-not just my desire but my heart, too. “What if it’s an emergency?” I queried.

“Emergencies are fine, but if we have a say, we’ll never be too far from your side.”

I frowned. “I’m not moving in.”

“Yet,” said Simon with a smile.

I knew I should have probably been a little annoyed at their gently put command, but, I’d never had a boyfriend before, and now it looked like I had two, and while they’d share with each other apparently, nobody else could join in. It was kind of hot.

“Now, on a different note, didn’t someone say something about pleasuring me all night?” I queried with a naughty grin.

I laughed when they pounced on me with eager hands and mouths. And true to their word, I spent a blissful night, and I didn’t fall asleep until dawn touched the sky, smooshed between my lovers, clasped to my delight, in their arms.

I woke to find Simon gone and Gene still wrapped around me. I ran my fingers over his bald crown, blushing when I remembered what he’d done with that shining pate the night before.

Who’d have thought it would be so arousing?

Gene stirred and stretched with a yawn. “Morning gorgeous,” he said cracking open an eye.

“Hey you.” I grinned at him, much too pleased with myself this fine morning.

“How’s the most beautiful hybrid misfit in the world?” asked Simon coming in with a tray laden with food. I bounced on the edible offering with a voracious appetite, for while they’d fed my esoteric side, my human tummy still required nourishment.

“That’s a girl. Eat up, you’re going to need the energy,” Simon said with a wink.

I sat up straighter and pushed out my chest with a coy smile. “I’ve got tons of energy anytime you’re read, baby,” I cooed.

“Great. Grab a shower and change. Then meet us out in the living room. Time to start your training,” he announced.

“My what?” I asked, blinking. Simon turned to leave and Gene hopped into some pants, moving to follow. Hey, what happened to a morning pick me upper?