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Ben Tennyson knew to expect trouble when he got the call. Based on the stormy looks on Looma and Attea's faces, he was glad he came prepared.
“Beloved, you have kept us waiting,” Looma said tensely as he walked down the ramp of the Plumber ship he had arrived on.
“Yeah, what’s the big idea? This peace treaty falls apart if you don’t hold up your end of the bargain,” Attea sneered with her arms crossed.
Ben always found it amusing that the one thing that could unite the two normally at-odds women was when they were angry at him.
“Sorry, I had to pick up a few things,” Ben said offhandedly as he began to take off his clothes. Looma and Attea were already naked, though that had nothing to do with their mood. They might be annoyed at him but even they wouldn’t break the rules they had all agreed on after their first time on this resort world Ben had created as Alien X, and the first rule of Planet Love Nest was no clothing allowed.
“Like what?” Attea asked peevishly.
“Like me,” Ester said as she strolled down the ramp, already naked, though she carried a small case at her side. “What’s up bitches?”
“Must you be present every time?” Looma asked as she narrowed all four eyes at Ester. Though Looma had been the first to agree to peace as part of the deal between herself, Ben and Attea, she had not taken kindly to the introduction of Ester to their peace-keeping booty calls.
“Yep,” Ester said flippantly as she reached down to grab Ben’s dick. “Besides, I have every right to come to Love Nest on my own merit. I’m the leader of the Kraaho and I can guarantee that peace between my people and Earth is dependent on getting this dick on the regular,” Ester went on with a smile before she narrowed her eyes back at Looma and glared darkly. “Just be happy I’m willing to share.”
“Ladies,” Ben said warningly as Looma’s hands balled into fists and Ester tensed beside him. He wrapped an arm around Ester’s shoulder, and she smiled at the display of affection even as his hand roughly grabbed her breast.
“Looma, Attea, this isn’t one of our agreed-on hook-up times, what’s going on?” Ben asked as he continued to maul Ester’s breast with his hand.
“Me and Big Red here, we’ve been talkin’, and have decided that we’d like to get started guaranteeing the future of our respective dynasties,” Attea said as she watched Ester casually stroke Ben while trying not to seem jealous.
“I knew it,” Ester said with a giggle as Ben started with the realization of what they were saying. She stepped away from him and set the case down on a nearby table. “Word on the streets for weeks has been that these two got bit real hard by the baby bug.”
“Bugs have nothing to do with Tetramand fertility rituals!” Looma all but shouted.
“Better not keep us waiting, lover boy,” Ester said as she opened the case to toss Ben a thermos.
“What’s this?” Ben asked as he opened it and sniffed. It smelled vaguely familiar, but he couldn’t place it.
“A one-of-a-kind smoothie. Drink up,” Ester said before she reached into the case again and handed Attea and Looma vials and held up one for herself. “You too, ladies, bottoms up.”
Ben had learned to trust Ester, even when she was being secretive, so he began to drink. The moment the smoothie’s flavor hit his tongue two different lines of thought caused a collision in his head. Ben reflexively swallowed before sputtering and coughing.
“Amber Ogia? Us ?!” Ben managed to choke out.
Ester turned to him with a smile splitting her face, “ Fermented Amber Ogia, and you wouldn’t believe how hard it was just to get that little bit to make a smoothie for you. And you’re going to need that smoothie because you heard right, there’s no way I’m letting you knock up either of these two without putting a bun in my oven first.”
“Why do you get to go first?” Attea demanded.
“Because that cocktail of fertility drugs we just took are going to guarantee Ben’s swimmers hit their mark,” Ester said as she drew a target on her stomach while giving Ben her best ‘come hither’ look before turning to make her way deeper into the resort. She called back to the others, “It will also make getting pumped full of his cum feel better the longer you wait.”
Looma and Attea shared a look and Ben knew they were trying to figure out who would get to go last. They fell in behind Ben as he followed Ester and as he drank more of his smoothie, he couldn’t help but feel far less in control of this situation than the first time he had been here.
The entire resort was automated to guarantee everyone’s privacy and Ben found Ester reclining on a lounge chair as a robotic limb massaged warming oil into her skin. Ben waved the machine away, setting his thermos down on the tray mounted to the top of it as he did. If the Amber Ogia hadn’t already started to work its magic, the sight of Ester’s glistening pastel pink skin certainly would have done the trick. Ester’s eyes traveled the length of his throbbing erection and bit her lip as it twitched and seemed to get larger still.
“I should have gotten some of that stuff sooner,” Ester mused as she trailed a hand down the valley of her breasts and across the plain of her stomach. She used two fingers to spread her folds open as she looked Ben in the eyes, “Well lover boy, you ready to be a daddy?”
Ben smirked and touched the top of her lounge chair, causing the device to recline fully in an instant. Ester’s eyes widened in surprise as she fell back and before she could push herself up, Ben had straddled the chair and her face. He grasped her head in both hands, angling it just right for his aching cock to slide past her lips. Ester’s surprised cries were muffled as he plunged his cock down her throat.
“Don’t worry, Ester, I’m going to fill you up plenty. I just thought you’d like to get the most bang for your buck out of that smoothie,” Ben said as he pulled his hips back before thrusting forward again.
Ester gurgled but didn’t try to stop him as he fucked her throat. She even inched forward so her head hung off the edge of the lounge chair, allowing Ben to free up his hands as he backed up with her. He ran his hands down her oil slicked body, knowing that she enjoyed how hard he had to squeeze to get a hold of her as he fondled her breasts.
“It amazes me that she’s your girlfriend and you treat her like that,” Attea said as she and Looma took seats on either side of Ben and Ester. Looma was quiet as one set of her hands began to caress her body, clearly enjoying the sight of Ben’s cock bulging Ester’s throat.
“I know what she likes, Attea,” Ben said as he began to thrust faster. “No reason to be jealous just because you can’t go as hard as her.”
“ What?! ” Attea snapped, pointedly ignoring Looma’s throaty chuckle. “I can take anything she can, you hairless ape!”
“I’ll hold you to that,” Ben said, giving Attea a look that made her shiver despite her haughty anger. Ester brought his attention back to her as she reached out and grabbed his ass, pulling him forward to hilt his dick in her throat.
“Okay, Ester, time to go all out,” Ben said reassuringly. In truth, he’d been ready to pop almost from the start, Ester must have added more than Amber Ogia to that smoothie, but he wanted to make the day especially memorable if he was going to be a dad-to-be at the end of it. Ben’s pace went from a sprint to breakneck and if Ester wasn't so durable that surely would have been the outcome.
Ester moaned and gurgled around his cock as his swollen balls pummeled her face. Ben had to shift his grip to the chair’s frame to keep from slipping as he leaned forward, his hips a blur as sweat that had little to do with the overhead sun poured off him. Finally, he could hold back his orgasm no more and slammed his hips home, only pulling them back to thrust forward with each pulse of cum from his aching balls.
Ester swallowed it all down almost greedily while managing to side eye Attea every time Ben pulled back. When Ben finally finished coming, he stumbled back and collapsed into another chair. Ester lay there, hardly fazed as she licked her lips in search for more cum.
“Not bad, Ben,” Ester said as she rolled onto her stomach, “but enough foreplay. Let’s put these child-bearing hips of mine to use.”
“Yes, hurry up, beloved,” Looma said as she slowly stroked her folds while teasing her nipples. “I too wish to be fruitful with your seed.”
Ben reached out and found his thermos waiting for him. He took another pull, sighing at the invigorating rush it gave him and stood up. With each step his flaccid cock throbbed and stiffened until it was wobbling like it had a mind of its own, the veins standing out vividly along its length. Ester eagerly rolled onto her back as Ben came around to the base of the chair and clambered on. His hands hooked under Ester’s knees as he bore down on her and she gladly reclined. As he squatted over her, her hands sought out his swollen, nearly purple helmet and guided it to her entrance.
Ben enjoyed the cool sensation that enveloped his cock as he pressed into Ester. It wouldn’t last long once he got going, but he savored it as he slowly filled Ester. She laced her fingers together as she clasped her hands behind his head, bringing his face closer to hers before sighing as their hips finally met.
“Give me all you got, Ben. I can’t wait to be the mother of your child,” Ester said softly, but not so softly that Looma or Attea wouldn’t hear.
Ben kissed Ester deeply, barely able to comprehend how lucky he was to have the completely out of her mind woman before him in his life. While their lips were locked, Ben did the only thing he could to express his love for Ester and raised his hips to drive them back down like he was trying to break the chair.
Ester threw her head back as Ben’s cock slammed against her cervix. It felt amazing to go so hard so quickly and the cherry on top was knowing that Looma and Attea were both slowly going out of their minds watching them. Normally, Ester got off on the thrill of watching Ben fuck a woman senseless but having someone be filled with arousal and anger at watching her getting fucked? That was a brand-new kind of aphrodisiac for Ester.
It seemed the same could be said for Ben as he fucked her like a man possessed. That said, he still showered her with displays of affection, nipping and kissing his way from one side of her neck to the other. He pressed down on her seemingly with his whole body, bending her legs back even further, using her natural elasticity to wedge her feet between the slats of the lounge chair above her head. His hands, now free, sought her breasts again and squeezed them both roughly to make her nipples stand out like points on a pair of rockets.
“Oh fuck yes!” Ester cried out as Ben tweaked her nipples with his teeth. “Yes, Ben, yes! Harder!” Ester’s cries devolved into moans and panting as her walls clenched around Ben’s dick.
Ben grunted as Ester’s pussy gripped him tightly but didn’t slow his thrusts; in fact, he went harder. That was the great thing about having such a malleable girlfriend, no matter how hard he went, she always bounced back. He let go of one breast and watched it reform into its normal, plump b-cup form before his hand shot up to grab Ester by the back of her head. He pulled her into a kiss, surprised at how easy it was to dominate her mouth. As they made out his thrusts did slow, but only so he could increase the force of them, rattling the reinforced lounge chair beneath them.
He could feel Ester growing warmer against him, a sign that she was fast approaching orgasm. Ester clung to Ben almost desperately as he pounded her with the kind of force that would have injured her if she were merely human. Finally, Ben slammed down one final time and his swollen balls lurched as he began pumping a tidal wave of cum into Ester.
Ester pulled back from his lips to cry out gutturally as she began to cum as well. Her body tensed and her feet snapped free of the lounge chair so her legs could coil around Ben, pinning him against her to ensure every last drop of jizz was emptied into her womb. The fertility cocktail was doing its job as Ester was hit with jolts of pleasure with each burst of cum from Ben. Ester’s limbs eventually went limp as the euphoric spasms robbed her of strength.
“Well, she certainly looks pregnant already,” Attea said as Ben began to push himself off Ester.
Ben glanced down at the small swell on Ester’s stomach, which she was weakly dragging her hand over as she continued to tremble. The sight made his cock twitch weakly, but after two massive orgasms, he wasn’t going to be ready for action without another shot of his smoothie. Which he found being shoved into his face. He glanced up to see Attea glaring impatiently as she proffered the thermos again.
“What’s the rush Attea?” Ben said as he took the thermos.
“The rush is the sooner I get preggers, the sooner I don’t have to be around these two,” Attea said with a nod towards Looma and Ester. “Now get that dipstick ready to go again, I’ve got an Empire to run.”
Ben sighed and downed more of his smoothie. His secret hope for Love Nest was that Looma and Attea would eventually learn to get along without needing him to play peacekeeper, not that he felt particularly burdened by the task.
When he set down the thermos, he stopped the robot from trundling away and punched several buttons on its keypad. Another waist-high robot appeared almost immediately and produced several limbs that guided Attea to a flat lounge chair, prompting her to lay on her stomach. Attea shot Ben a confused glance, but he nodded reassuringly, and she reluctantly laid down, resting her chin on her arms. The robot’s limbs promptly pinned Attea down as a tendril snaked out of the machine to slip inside Attea’s ass.
“Ah! What the fuck Tennyson!” Attea cried out as the tube began pumping something into her.
“You said you could take anything Ester could,” Ben said calmly as he began stroking his cock to get it hard again. “And it occurs to me that you and I have never done anal, so I thought I’d get you all prepped for that.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?!” Attea shouted before groaning at the pressure building up in her bowels as more fluids pumped in. “You didn’t fuck her in the ass at all!”
“But I did on our way here, several times in fact,” Ben said as his other hand ran along Ester’s leg affectionately. “What’s the matter, Attea? Are you saying you can’t handle anything Ester can?”
Attea’s mouth snapped shut as her face twisted with a stubborn grimace. Her cheeks flushed as the machine began to extract the fluids and she struggled not to groan and sag when the tube pulled out and the machine zipped away. Ben was on top of her before she could gather herself, his cock hotdogging her ass.
“H-hey, now,” Attea stammered as she craned her head back to eye Ben and his cock as it peaked out from between her cheeks. “You’re going to use lube, right?”
Ben smiled and dug his fingers into her ass, spreading her cheeks apart as he dragged his cock back so his helmet bumped against her nervously twitching asshole.
“Attea, I’m not a monster,” Ben said as the robot holding his drink extended a nozzle and squeezed a healthy dollop of lube of onto his cock. Ben took one hand off Attea’s ass to work the lube over his whole cock and then placed the tip to Attea’s puckered hole.
“Hhhnnnn,” Attea whined through grit teeth as the pressure of Ben’s cock forcing her asshole open made her whole body tense, which just made Ben bear down on her more. She clapped her hands over her mouth to muffle a whimper as Ben’s cock finally pushed passed her tightened sphincter.
“Mmm, got to say, Attea, your ass is one of the tightest I’ve ever fucked,” Ben moaned as he slowly sank more of his cock past the resistant ring of muscle.
“One of?” Attea squawked indignantly. “My royal ass should be the tightest ass you’ve had the privilege of fucking,” Attea protested in a strained voice.
“What can I say? I get around,” Ben said amusedly before shifting his grip to Attea’s slim waist. “Time to put this ass to the test.”
Attea tried to ask what that meant but her words died on her tongue as Ben slammed forward, jamming his fat cock up her ass. Attea’s throat bulged as an involuntary croak escaped her, prompting her to cover her mouth again as her whole face turned red with embarrassment. Ben never gave her the chance to recover as he pulled back, making her eyes cross at the strange sensation, and thrust forward with enough force to make her pert green ass jiggle.
“Guh, hhrrrmmm, ah!” Attea couldn’t hold back a myriad of noises as Ben pounded her ass. Being fucked normally by Ben always made her feel like she was going to be split in half, but this, this might actually do it.
“You can make this stop, Attea,” Ben said over the clapping of their bodies colliding. “Just admit you can’t go as hard as Ester.”
“Rrrrr, n-n-nevvvverrrrr,” Attea moaned even as her eyes seemed on the verge of rolling into the back of her head.
“Okay then,” Ben said with a resigned shake of his head. His grip tightened on Attea’s waist, and he leaned over her until he was practically laying atop her.
As the angle of his cock changed, Attea gave up trying to hold back her cries. With each thrust of Ben’s cock, she whined and cried madly as tears flowed freely down her face. Despite her pained wailing, her ass never stopped squeezing Ben’s dick and he grunted every time he began to pull back as it felt like her ass didn’t want to let go.
“Don’t wear yourself out too much, beloved,” Looma said as she continued to tease her body with all four hands. “I expect you to be as vigorous with me.”
“Wouldn’t dream of disappointing you, Looma,” Ben grunted out as he roughly dropped his hips onto Attea’s butt.
“E-e-ennnough!” Attea cried out. “Get your c-c-cock out of m-m-my ass!”
“Okay, Attea,” Ben whispered into her ear, “I was just about to finish anyway.”
Ben slammed down one last time and groaned as he began to cum. Attea joined him as the flood of cum filling her was unlike anything she had ever experienced. It made the enema that cleaned her out feel like a drop in the bucket. She began to feel dangerously full as he kept pumping cum into her. Despite the pain and pressure filling her, Attea’s body wouldn’t unclench. It almost felt like she was climaxing as well. Through a haze of discombobulation Attea told herself there was no way she could have cum from all that… right?
Ben eased himself off Attea, his softening dick sliding free of her ass with a wet sucking sound. He gingerly sat down beside Attea’s prone form, careful to perch on the edge of the chair so his cock could hang free. He was feeling a little tender after being wrung out by her incredibly tight asshole and was definitely going to need a minute after that.
“Now who looks pregnant?” Ester said smugly from her reclined position.
It was true, Ben found, as he looked over his shoulder and saw Attea’s stomach quite swollen. Even after the thorough fucking he had given her asshole, it had closed right back up, sealing his impressive load in her.
“Fuck…you,” Attea said weakly, unable to muster the energy to turn her head toward Ester.
“Oh, but it's still your turn. Speaking of which,” Ester said as she rolled smoothly off the chair to her feet, grabbing the thermos as she did. She walked over to Ben and handed him the container as she knelt between his legs. Ester gently cupped his cock with both hands and began to work her tongue along the length of his shaft.
Ben sighed as Ester cleaned his cock without making him twinge and stroked her hair appreciatively before taking a swig from the thermos. His sensitivity soon passed and Ester was casually sucking his cock as the Amber Ogia helped bring him back to full staff.
“You’re a freak, you know that, right?” Attea muttered. She had mustered the strength to roll on to her side and now glared at Ester.
Ester backed off Ben’s cock as she sat back to return Attea’s glare, and Attea felt another shiver run down her spine. Ester didn’t break eye contact as she spoke to Ben, “Ready to go again?”
“Let’s make some tadpoles,” Ben said.
“Hey! That’s offensi-” Attea started to say when Ben and Ester pounced on her. Together, they lifted Attea onto Ben’s lap, where his cock pressed against her swollen stomach.
Attea’s face twisted with an annoyed grimace even as her grip on Ben's shoulders tightened, “You expect me to do all the work after what you just did to me?”
“Of course not,” Been said as he grabbed her ass and made her yelp as he lifted her up. “I think you forget how light you are.”
Attea tried to protest being manhandled but Ester guided the tip of Ben’s cock to Attea’s folds and the sensation of his cock dragging against her slick slit made her mouth snap shut. As Ben’s grip on her ass tightened, Attea struggled to hold back a groan as a trickle of cum escaped her ass. No matter how hard she clenched, more spurted free as Ben began to lower her onto his cock.
Something cold suddenly slid along the crack of Attea’s ass and she nearly sprung off Ben completely. Attea glanced down and saw Ester still kneeling behind her, the pink girl’s tongue covered in cum. She locked eyes with Attea as she swallowed and then prodded Attea’s leaking butthole with her tongue.
“Get your freakin’ tongue out of my ass!” Attea shouted.
“Make me,” Ester teased before kissing and licking around Attea’s sphincter.
“Oh, that’s it!” Attea growled before her tongue shot out of the corner of her mouth, aiming for Ester’s face.
Ester’s hand snapped out and caught Attea’s tongue, making the amphibian woman’s eyes widen in surprise. Surprise quickly turned to alarm as Ester tightened her grip on Attea’s tongue and brought her hand to Attea’s asshole.
“Whaid, noh, pwease!” Attea begged as Ester slowly shoved her fist and Attea’s tongue up Attea’s butt.
“I thought you'd like all this attention, Attea,” Ben said as he let her sink onto more of his cock.
Attea felt like she was losing her mind as her holes were stuffed. Feeling Ben’s cock and Ester’s fist grind against each other through the walls of her body was bad enough, but being able to taste the bitter mix of Ben’s cum and her own ass as her tongue was forcibly fed into her bowels left her wanting to scream and moan at the same time.
Ester continued to lap at the cum leaking and squirting out of Attea’s asshole as she fisted the bratty empress’s ass. It felt so good to finally put Attea in her place after all the times the Incursean girl had pretended like Ester was invisible during past sessions. Ester moaned into Attea as she felt Ben’s cock throb against her fist. The idea of Ben breeding all three of them excited Ester in a way she couldn’t explain, and it had her furiously pumping her own pussy with her other hand.
Ben was steadily bouncing Attea on his cock as she slowly began to sway from the stupefying waves of pleasure threatening to overwhelm her. In truth, Ben was feeling a little overwhelmed too. Attea felt tighter than ever with Ester’s fist pressing against his cock and after three intense orgasms, Ben was starting to feel the strain.
“Hey, Ester, wanna give me a hand?” Ben asked through labored breaths as he let Attea rest in his lap.
“Thought you’d never ask, handsome,” Ester said with a laugh as she let go of Attea’s tongue.
Attea let out a strangled squeal as her tongue shot back into her mouth, the sensation of it rapidly dragging along her sphincter shocking her with a small orgasm. She wasn’t given any time to recover as Ester’s hand shifted around and gripped Ben’s cock through Attea’s body. Her eyes bulged as her body was stretched in a way she hadn’t thought possible, and her hips twitched as spasms rocked her lower half.
Ben groaned and grunted as Ester jerked him off through Attea’s body. It was such a unique sensation that Ben felt his balls tense as pressure began to build. He grabbed Attea’s face and pulled her into a kiss, eliciting a surprised but pleased moan from her. That moan transformed into another squeal as Ben finally began to come.
The moment his cum flooded her womb, Attea pulled back and let out a long, drawn-out gasp as warmth flooded her core. The warmth turned to heat and pressure like nothing she’d ever felt before, filling her until it felt like a star had suddenly formed in her core. Despite the intensity, it wasn’t unpleasant, but it also seemed unending and she found it difficult to form thoughts that weren’t about the pleasure consuming her. She wasn’t even aware when Ester’s hand pulled free of her ass or that she was being laid down as she moaned and writhed continuously.
“Is she going to be okay?” Ben asked Ester as they watched Attea shudder while cum leaked from both her holes.
“She’ll be fine in a few hours, or however long it takes for your sperm to fertilize at least one of her eggs,” Ester said as her hand continued to stroke her pussy while she watched Attea.
“ Eggs plural ?!” Ben’s voice cracked as his eyebrows climbed his forehead. “How strong were those fertility drugs?”
“Oh, it was a real doozy of a cocktail. I wouldn’t be surprised if we don’t all give birth to twins at the least,” Ester replied as she scooped up some of the cum leaking out of Attea and licked it off her fingers.
“Wonderful!” Looma cried out, causing Ben and Ester to turn towards the Tetramand princess. “Siblings will make each other strong fighting for the throne. I always wished I had a brother or sister to prove myself against growing up.”
Ben and Ester shared a worried glance before Ben stood and stretched as he walked towards Looma.
“Well Looma, you’re up next, though I could use a breather. Would you mind a little warm-up?”
Looma pouted as she sat up so she and Ben were eye-level with each other. “What did you have in mind?”
Ben clapped his hands and mechanical tendrils burst up out of the sand, shooting straight for Looma. Looma immediately began grappling them, crushing or ripping them apart as she got a hold of them.
“I hope you don’t mind me not subduing you myself, but if it helps, I did build them...as Grey Matter,” Ben said as more tendrils continued to appear until Looma was bound and suspended in the air before him.
Looma gave him a lopsided, unbothered smile. “It’s not ideal, beloved, but I find it acceptable. Now what are you going to do to me?”
“Get you ready for the real thing,” Ben said as he clapped his hands again.
More tendrils emerged but these ones were tipped with gleaming metal dildos that were instantly recognizable as replicas of Ben’s cock.
“You’re always so considerate, beloved. Don’t take too long gathering your strength, I am feeling very fertile,” Looma said huskily before her mouth was stuffed with metal cock.
Ben sat down on an empty lounge chair and was soon joined by Ester. She snuggled up beside Ben while casually stroking her pussy as they watched Looma’s holes get filled with dildos.
“How come you never make me toys like that?” Ester said in a mock pout.
“Because I could never make anything more fun than what you bring to bed,” Ben said before kissing Ester’s forehead.
“Good answer,” Ester said as she nuzzled Ben's shoulder.
Meanwhile, Looma continued to struggle, grunting around the dildo sliding in and out of her mouth. Her grunts turned to moans as one slicked its length along her dripping pussy before slipping inside her. It felt so good to be filled so full but the cold, lifeless dildo paled in comparison to the real thing. Still, Ben’s toy had bested her and according to Tetramand tradition, she was duty-bound to obey the victor. That didn’t mean she couldn’t keep trying to break free, but every time she managed to tear an arm loose from the mechanical tentacles, more appeared to bind her even more securely.
As a third dildo pressed against Looma’s asshole, she tried not to fuss as Attea had. She didn’t think she could bear the shame of being seen acting so cowardly, right until the dildo forced its way past her tight ring of muscles. The only reason her cries didn’t fill the air was because of the dildo stretching out her throat. She tried to tense her ass in an attempt to crush the dildo but whatever metal Ben had cast them from was extremely resilient and it continued to force its way into her ass relentlessly.
Having two thick, rigid rods pistoning against each other through the walls of her body made even Looma, in all her substantialness, quiver. Despite her initial averseness, Looma began to writhe with the thrusts of the tendrils. It almost felt like a real battle, she had been surprised and shaken by her opponent’s tactics, but now was the time to gather her resolve and show off her fortitude. She embraced the pain of having her ass stretched wide open and sucked eagerly on the dildo forcing its way deeper down her throat.
Looma noticed that Ben never took his eyes off her as she drooled from both ends and that aroused her further. Being made into an erotic display by her lover should have felt shameful to the proud warrior princess, but Looma found her heart racing with excitement. Ben may not have been her ideal mate, but he had proven time and again that he could take her in hand, something no one had ever been able to do.
Looma was on the verge of coming as Ben watched when he snapped his fingers and the tendrils stopping pumping and began to set her down.
“Bwahh! Beloved, why did you stop?” Looma’s voice was nearly a whine the moment the dildo retracted from her throat. “I was so close to coming!”
“The only thing that should make you come is the real deal,” Ben said before he raised the thermos and downed the rest of his smoothie. His cock had already been growing hard, but as the Amber Ogia hit his system, his cock surged to life, throbbing almost angrily.
Looma tried to rise on unsteady feet but her near-orgasm and being bound left her unbecomingly weak in the knees. Ben grabbed one of her arms in an attempt to help her steady herself, or so she thought. Ben went from supporting her to pulling her, tipping her forward. On his own, he probably wouldn’t have been able to do much, but Ester appeared beside him and together they flipped Looma. The sand absorbed the shock of her landing, but she still hit the ground with a solid ‘thud’.
Ben and Ester grabbed Looma’s legs and lifted them until her ass was in the air in a pose Ben had recently learned was called the Inverted Lake Pose (Rook had taken an interest in Yoga). Then, with Ester holding Looma steady, Ben clambered up onto her. It was something that wouldn’t have worked if not for Looma’s size and Ben was still perched rather precariously as he began to line his cock up with her flushed folds. One of Looma’s sets of hands came up to offer Ben more support and he gladly braced himself on them.
“You ready, Looma?” Ben asked as his helmet teasingly pressed at her entrance. “It’s going to be a challenge to not drop me.”
“I will not fail you, beloved,” Looma as she stretched out her other arms to steady herself further.
Ben dropped his hips, plunging his cock into Looma. He sank only half his cock into her as he was still getting accustomed to this unique position. Looma adjusted her arms, lowering Ben until he went from being parallel to the ground to having his head lower than his ass. It made all the difference as Ben could now drop fully onto Looma, his cockhead poking the pillowy entrance to her womb. It constantly amazed him that a woman with such a chiseled physique could feel so soft inside.
“Mmm, what a view,” Ester called out from behind them, souring Looma’s euphoric smile.
“I am trying to enjoy my turn, please keep your thoughts to yourself,” Looma said as diplomatically as possible through grit teeth.
“We’re going to have to learn to get along, Loo-loo,” Ester said as she stroked Looma’s muscular buttocks. “We’re going to be aunties after all.”
“What…are you talking…about?” Looma asked, her anger and confusion momentarily distracting her until Ben yelped as she nearly dropped him.
“Our kids are going to be half-siblings, and while they won't have any claims to each other's respective thrones, that still makes them family,” Ester explained.
“And?” Looma breathlessly demanded.
“And in case you haven’t noticed, family is very important to Ben. Our kids are going to grow up being around each other,” Ester went on.
All four of Looma’s eyes widened and she looked to Ben as he stopped thrusting. She had never seen such an uncharacteristically sober and determined look on him before, and then he was back to his usual happy-go-lucky self as he smirked.
“It’s not really me you’d have to worry about. I don’t think your and Attea’s forces combined could stop my mother from seeing her grandchildren.”
Ester laughed as Ben squeezed Looma’s hands affectionately and resumed pumping.
“I…suppose...we can learn…to get along,” Looma said, her breath hitching as Ben drove himself down harder and harder. Every thrust brought his cock barreling into her cervix, and it was all Looma could to keep her balance and not drop Ben.
“Great! In that case, I have a little bonding exercise I’d like to try,” Ester called out chipperly.
“Very...well,” Looma grunted as Ben smiled approvingly. She hated how that look made her heart flutter. She had never deigned to care for his approval before.
Moments later, Looma heard something being dragged in the sand and then felt Ester’s cool touch on her warm skin. Another grunt escaped her as Ester dug her fingers into Looma’s ass cheeks.
“What are you...?” Looma started to ask before her words died as she felt something cold and metallic press against her asshole. “Guh!” was all Looma could manage as Ester began to thrust the metal dildo in deeper.
“Doesn’t that feel great?” Ester asked as she continued to press forward until her hips slapped against Looma’s ruby cheeks. “Doesn’t she feel nice and tight, Ben?”
“Oh, yeah,” Ben grunted. Looma had indeed tightened up as Ester began to fuck her ass, almost to the point where Ben couldn’t move. The only thing keeping him going was the Amber Ogia spurring on his need to come.
“I’m. Going. To. Shove. All. Four. Fists. Up. Your. Ass. For. This!” Looma growled, biting off each word as the discordant rhythm of their fucking made it almost impossible to focus.
“Sounds like a fun time,” Ester shot back flirtatiously, punctuating her words with a solid spank to Looma’s ass.
The breathy, wanton moan that escaped Looma as Ester’s hard hand impacted simultaneously drained the blood from her face and made her cheeks flush until they were nearly black. Ben and Ester both paused at the sound, with Ben glancing back at Ester over his shoulder.
“I think you may have just found her weak spot, Ester,” Ben said, his voice rich with amusement.
“Only one way to find out,” Ester said, raising her hand high and bringing it down so fast it whistled.
“WaiEeeeeettt!!” Looma tried to say before her words dissolved into a girlishly high-pitched squeal as Ester’s tungsten hand clapped against her ass like a thunderbolt.
Ben grunted again as Looma’s tunnel nearly crushed his dick and then he was pitching forward as Looma’s arms gave out. Fortunately, Ester’s other arm shot out and wrapped around his waist, suspending him in the air.
“Thanks, Ester,” Ben sighed before looking back at her with a confident smirk. “Can you keep me up while I finish her off?”
“Oh, you bet I can, sweet cheeks. Now give her a creampie she won’t ever forget,” Ester said as she gave Ben a far more playful spank than the ones Looma had received.
It was a little awkward without Looma to support him, but she was still a trembling mess beneath him. Ben had to work his core harder than he had ever before, but he knew Looma would appreciate the effort once he had come. Ester resumed thrusting and spanking as well and soon they were a chorus of moans, grunts, and squeals.
Sweat dripped off Ben and his muscles burned as his need to come became his singular focus. Looma’s arms alternated between flailing in the sand and groping at her breasts as Ben bounced his hips off her, letting gravity help do some of the work. Meanwhile, Ester’s thrusts had slowed as she savored the sight of Ben fucking Looma, the way his heavy balls bounced was almost hypnotic. Almost, she still rhythmically spanked the red giantess to enjoy Looma’s cries and trembling.
“Looma...you’re...going...to...make...a...great...mom!” Ben grunted as he worked his hips harder before slamming down one final time. His cock lodged into the opening of Looma’s cervix before spraying cum like a firehose. His balls constantly tightened and contracted as Ben came and came and came.
Looma bucked beneath him, orgasming as her womb quickly filled, until a harsh spank from Ester stilled the princess even as it made her climax intensify tenfold. Her hands latched onto one of the lounge chairs, desperate for something to cling to, and quickly sundered the frame to pieces as pleasure like nothing she ever felt before melted her mind. The thrill of battle was nothing compared to the euphoria that had her in its grip.
As lucidity began to flee her mind, the last cognizant thought she had was that it was still akin to battle in a way. After all, were Ben’s sperm not unlike an invading army, Ransacking and pillaging her womb in search of her eggs? She swore she could almost feel her eggs being assaulted until they were fertilized. In that moment, Looma knew she would have quadruplets, a rare and blessed sign.
“Beeee~eeeeen,” Looma called out in a slurring sing-song voice, giddily intoxicated by the warm sense of impending motherhood filling her.
Ben was grunting softly as his cock refused to die down and continued to weakly pump cum into Looma’s womb, even though he had long since filled her to capacity and his jizz was leaking out around his cock and trailing down her stomach. He managed to lift his drooping head to look down at Looma.
“Yeah?”
Two of Looma’s hands came up to envelope his head as the other two gripped his chest and then Ben was being pulled down. His cock slipped free of Looma’s pussy with one last spurt of cum as he and Looma kissed. Looma was a surprisingly delicate kisser and that still rang true even with her blissed out of her mind.
Ben settled in between Looma’s massive breasts as they continued to make out before she shuddered and gasped suddenly before passing out beneath him. Ben’s brow tented in confusion until he heard Ester cough. He looked back to see Ester still standing on the lounge chair beside Looma’s upraised legs and couldn’t help noticing she had stuffed one of the metal copies of his cock in Looma’s pussy.
“That should put her out for a while,” Ester said as she stepped down and held out a hand to Ben. She pulled him into the curve of her body as he made it to his feet and ran a finger playfully down his sweat-slicked chest. “Now I’m sure you’d like to rest but do you think you could manage one last encore for your main girl?”
Ben chuckled tiredly, “The spirit is willing, Ester, but the Amber Ogia is gone which means we have to go back to doing things the old-fashioned way.”
Ester pouted but Ben recognized the mischievous gleam in her eyes, “Well, what if I told you I wasn’t completely truthful when I said that it was a one-of-a-kind smoothie.”
A smile slowly split Ben’s face as he reached down to firmly squeeze Ester’s ass, “I’d say we have at least a few more hours before either of those two are on their feet again.”
“And that’s why you’re the best boyfriend ever, and soon to be the best daddy ever,” Ester said as she began to lead Ben away.