COMMISSION: Inkdancer ch.4

Author's Note: Been a little while since the last installment of this. This was originally meant to be a bit more of a breather or even, initially, a flashback, but ended up a pretty intense chapter entry that I hope you all enjoy!

Next up will be the finale of Going Viral, followed by something exciting that isn't part of any series at all!

[F solo] [fu/F] [more tags below]

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‭I’m in luck. While I could have made some... on the fly alterations, none end up being necessary: Vett’s Place is not merely a bar, but something of a tavern, with places to stay downstairs. With two taken up by Tayle and Vett herself, the extra lodging is fairly limited, more like guest rooms than a proper inn, but after our explosive meeting and myself being an utter vagabond, one was made available for me to stay in.

Like everything else here, the room is just slightly strange, enough to be alien without being disorienting. The floor is wood, polished smooth but still bearing the natural bumps and waves that suggest much of the place was made of single large pieces. The place lacks a window, and is lit by scattering of tiny, shimmering crystals embedded in the ceiling, able to be deactivated by the ringing of a single, specific chime, the gentle hum of which can be heard occasionally all throughout this downstairs living area of the bar. It’s the bed, though, that I’m most interested in -- oval-shaped with soft, scintillating sheets, the colors seeming to ever-shift even in gloom. I strip my clothes off and topple onto it, tapping the chime on the nearby table to dim the lights, and finally relax, not even bothering to get under the sheets.

I confess, taking six cocks at once -- in the same hole, mind you -- was as exhausting as it was invigorating. What it drained of my physical stamina, it gave back in mystical, sexual energy, recharging my powers nearly to their grand total. My ass may be a bit sore, but it’s a good kind of sore... the kind that distracts me, just a little, whenever I roll over or otherwise wiggle about. Distracts me in a way that reminds me of my recent playtime, and against my better judgment, makes me want more. It’s been some time since I’ve danced without a partner... maybe some bedtime fun is warranted, no?

Rolling over in bed to lay on my side, I bring my fingers to my own mouth, sucking them, getting them wet with saliva, my pierced nipples already growing stiff with anticipation. My heart rate picks up and I bring my hand behind me, gently pressing a finger up my ass, then a second, then a third -- my asshole’s seen enough adventure, now, that a few fingers doesn’t present much of a challenge, but this isn’t about challenge. One cannot always be escalating, after all, and after taking six dicks in my butt at the same time, I’m not sure it’d be logistically possible to escalate any further.

Again, this isn’t about challenge... but pleasure. I let out a soft, slow breath, taking hold of one of my breasts with my free hand and massaging it gently, twiddling my thumb back and forth over the nipple as my fingers go to work behind me. I release a sigh of pleasure as my fingers ease in deeper, all three finally making it to the last knuckle before I start to slowly, easily pump them in and out of my ass, taking my time and just enjoying the gradual build-up of excitement in my body.

Eyes closed, I keep my pace careful and steady, picking up a little speed but not enough to get my breathing up. In and out, in and out, my fingers pump deeply and smoothly up into my asshole, reviving echoes of the earlier pleasures in my greedy, durable hole. I can feel my untouched slit begin to grow wet with arousal, but ignore it; beyond serving as a barometer for how excited my body’s becoming, it is something I’ve largely moved past. I get more thrill from the idea of neglecting it than I would in indulging it -- my ass is all I need, and even just from a few fingers I can feel it singing like a bird, arcs of pleasure racing through my body as I finally begin to increase my pace.

With a blissful purr, I force a fourth finger into my butt, allowing me to get them all a little deeper. I feel my backside easily stretch and adapt, wet with my spit and now nicely warmed up, though I find my craving beginning to increase. As fun as fingers are proving to be, I’m beginning to hunger for something more substantial -- I let out a long, low moan, my breathing growing labored as the pace of my fingers grows faster and faster. “Haaah... nmmn, okay, time for an upgrade.”

Rolling onto my back, I let my fingers slip free and hold both hands above me, focusing on the space between them -- on the nothingness, and the possibility of what could be there. It’s like looking through a window, in a way, as I choose to see beyond the barrier of what isn’t, into the threads of what could be. My thoughts tie those threads together, weave reality out of possibility, using the certainty of my own self as fuel. Because I am inextricable from existence, my will causes the very universe to question itself, and adapt accordingly. So dramatic for so minor a miracle.

Appearing between my hands (and deftly caught in one) is a hefty toy, a deep violet ‘replacement’ for a proper lover. Long, heavy, and decidedly phallic, it is nonetheless exotically shaped, less like the penis of a mahzian or one of the daagoni, but more closely resembling that of a beast. Ridged along its underside, swollen at the underside, and tapering near the tip, it provides a blend of aesthetic and functionality I find most delightful. Or, at least... I’m about to. Licking my lips, I drool generously over the thing’s tip, and roll back onto my side, bringing the lightly-lubricated dildo back to the entrance of my impatient backside, and ease the tip into me. Its built-in vibration function I’ll save for later.

For this, now, my ass does manage to offer some resistance. The tip slides in with little enough effort, but as the toy swells in size down its length, so too do I feel the increased pressure and satisfaction from ‘upgrading’ to it. Biting down on my lower lip, I push it in deep, stretching me sweetly, my tight hole clinging eagerly to its ridged slopes. I bring my free hand back to my breast, giving one nipple a squeeze until I’m brought just barely to the point of pain, then beginning to tilt and tug at the metal bar piercing it. “Nnnn... mmmgh... fuck...” I hiss under my breath, pushing the beastly purple dildo all the way inside of me, the wide, rounded knob at its base providing the barrier I know not to push past. When you’re as insatiable as I am, toys can provide a unique challenge, in that I must always be wary not to... well, ‘lose’ them.

Once hitting the base, I draw it out slowly, relishing the sensation of every bump and knob along its length, rippling sensuously across my insides from within. Once only the tip remains inside, I push back in... then out again, and in once more, bringing myself gradually back up to the pace I’d been using with my fingers. My mind flickers into thoughts of the mahzians, these lovely people I’ve birthed into reality from my thoughts, successfully auto-piloting themselves into a substantive civilization based on the blueprints I provided. Specifically, though, I consider the sisters, Vett and Tayle, and imagine them in full heated, sweaty embrace with one another, far more intense than the tepid smooches I was able to coax out of them. As I fantasize, my arm pumps harder and faster, drilling the toy deeply and ruthlessly into my ass, massaging my nipple between thumb and forefinger until it tingles and aches....

I’m startled by the sound of a click, and a thin beam of light cascades over my closed eyes, which bolt open in response. I sit up, the toy still buried inside of me, and peer through the gloom into the hallway beyond, eyes adjusting to take in the sight of a familiar silhouette. “What the-- erm. Tayle?”

“Faz’k! I... heard sounds coming from your room, am I... uh, interrupting something...?” she says sheepishly, a pink blush creeping over her cream-colored skin, her tongue fussing idly with her lipring as she looks over my naked body. She’s dressed for bed, it would seem, with a sleeveless lavender nightshirt not quite reaching her waist, and tight white panties beautifully outline the conspicuous bulge of her twin penises.

“You can if you want to,” I purr, relaxing a little and laying back, letting my legs spread apart and bringing my hand back to the dildo, showing off as I push it back inside of my ass. “I was just thinking about you, actually... maybe you can give me a hand.”

Golden eyes widen behind her glasses, and Tayle quickly glances into the hallway behind her, looking uncertain and flustered -- but I can see the slow swelling of that bulge. She’s mine, whether she yet knows it or not. “I... are you sure? I mean, we--”

“Close the door behind you, will you?” I coo back to her, locking eyes with her as I ease the toy deeply in and out of my ass, shifting up to press my back against the curved headboard of my oddly-shaped bed. “And get those clothes off.”

She swallows hard, but then nods, taking a step into my room and clicking the door shut behind her, bringing the chamber back into a moody, sensuous gloom. Tayle looks both nervous and excited, but wastes little time in slipping her top over her head, showing off that slim figure and the dark, mottled markings that scroll along the lithe curves of her figure. I watch intensely, my idle masturbation not slowing as she slowly wiggles out of her panties, eyeing me in return. Both her dicks are rising to full life, now, and by the time she’s completely naked they’re both erect, twin columns stacked neatly above her smooth sack. She turns to face me, still blushing. “Should... should I, um--?”

“Not as bold without your sister around to impress, Tayle?” I smirk. “Get over here and fuck me before I get bored of waiting, you beautiful thing. I’m already all warmed up.”

“Not that that takes very long to do, from what we’ve seen,” she lets out a soft giggle, then moves to the edge of the bed, climbing on and crawling towards me, getting between my open legs and planting her lips eagerly against my own in a long, adoring kiss, keeping herself steady with one hand while the other caresses along the side of my breast, tongue flicking out to meet mine in the space between our mouths. I let out a moan against her lips, catching one between my teeth and giving it a tender bite, moving my free hand between us to guide her duo of dicks towards my needy hole. “Don’t you, um...” Tayle pauses, whispering into my lips, “are you gonna take the toy out first?”

“I wasn’t planning on it,” I grin wickedly, kissing her again, shifting my hips forward to provide a clearer target and bringing the spongy tips of Tayle’s cocks in line with my stuffed hole, pushing both against the pale rim of my anus and cooing out again, “Push.”

She takes in a deep breath, nuzzling into my nose as she pushes forward. She knows my limits at this point, and not to be concerned with accidentally hurting me -- after a moment of her squirming and pushing forward against my snug orifice, I feel one push inside, then the second, and suck in a sharp gasp of delight.

“Nnphh... there we go,” I grit my teeth a moment, my back arching as I feel her twin shafts slide into me alongside the artificial one, filling my backside, forcing it to expand and adapt, to reshape around the trio of stiff invaders. Bringing one hand to Tayle’s hip, I lay the other on her shoulder in a reverse cradle, pulling her down onto me as I bring my lips back to hers. Her pert, small breasts squish up against my fuller ones, and I take a moment to just enjoy the warmth of her body against mine, her tongue teasing along my lips as I kiss her. Waves of pleasure almost overwhelm me as she succumbs to desire, her fingers caressing up and down along the sides of my breasts as we share kiss after kiss, her hips finally starting to properly rock back and forth, pushing her two thick, throbbing members deep into me.

“Nnn... oh, fuck...” she breathes against my lips, kissing me again, then tilting to press her lips to my throat, nuzzling and suckling at my pale skin as she thrusts into me, deeper this time, her cocks adjusting around the hard obstacle already in my ass, forcing it to the side as her two shafts stack atop one another and thrust as one. Her hands slide down to my waist, planting her knees at my sides and lifting me slightly, bringing her lips to one of my breasts -- I shiver as her lipring gently clacks against my nipple piercing, her mouth grazing hotly back and forth along my skin before she finally latches it around one nipple, suckling firmly at it as she thrusts inward and upward, slamming her dicks into me again and again, now lost to the throes of her own excitement and the inescapable trap of my body.

I cling to her, my heart beginning to race, breath picking up, black nails scraping gently down her soft skin as I pull her against me, encouraging each forward thrust as we eagerly entangle with one another. It’s been some time since only a single lover has shared my bed, and I confess, while I do enjoy the excess... this is quite fun. Focused, intense, sharing my body with her as she shares her own with me. I feel my ass pulse around her, clenching down and restricting the power of her thrusts -- then relaxing once more, letting her drive in deep. Her size is more than satisfying, particularly considering the supply, and my own toy helps gives my greedy ass the abuse that it craves. Though, as I clutch and caress to Tayle, the mahzian licking and nibbling adoringly at my nipple as she drives her two cocks into me, my mind returns to the toy in there with her... an obstacle perhaps, but one she may appreciate when I unveil its secret.

“MMnhnn... hold, a moment, darling,” I whisper, nuzzling into her soft golden hair as I reach down between us, caressing along the flat of her stomach as I do, and grope around for the thick, knobby base of my sinister dildo. Gripping it tightly, I rotate it to to the left, and immediately feel an intense vibration blossom through my body as the toy gives off a strong, steady hum along the entirety of its length. I gasp softly, bite my lip as I’m flooded with these intense, rhythmic pulses, then do my best to stifle a giggle at Tayle’s reaction.

“Hahh, is everything alright, what are you--hnAHHHsshhfUCK--!” she squeals out, and I feel both her members throb eagerly within me as they, too, feel the ruthless kiss of the toy’s potent vibrations. “Unnnh... what is... what is that thing doing...?”

“Don’t concern yourself with hows and whys, sweet thing,” I purr, kissing her lips gently again and rocking my hips forward, grinding back and forth against her, swallowing both her cocks with my ass again and again, the same motion sliding the ribbed length of the vibrating toy against her members as well. “Just fuck me, and let the pleasure consume you.”

She looks down at me, uncertain at first, but then I see her adventurous spirit flare back up, the same I saw in her spectacled eyes when I first saw her on Vett’s backroom couch. Taking a deep breath, she nods, “Alright, fuck yeah,” she whispers, kissing me again and pulling one leg upward to plant her feet on my side, now more kneeling over me than in a proper missionary position, and forcing her hips forward in a slow, deep, rough motion, stuffing me with her pair of buttery girlcocks. She trembles visibly with each forward thrust, both from the sensation of my slick, tight anal walls massaging up and down both her shafts, and by the nonstop waves of intense vibrations coming from my toy. “Fuck... o-oh fuck...” she whimpers, burying her head between my breasts, groping both with her hands and squishing them together, enveloping her cute features in the accommodating valley of my tits.

I shudder as bolts of ecstasy rush through me, rocking forward and back to meet her thrusts. We go on like this for some while, and I’m honestly impressed that Tayle’s able to keep up her deep, rutting rhythm, railing her cocks into me again and again even as my ass torments her in return. Though, even as her pace grows more engaged, I find myself craving more, ever wanting to escalate, to reach a new height, to find something new. My lust for being filled is slaked, and the vibration is driving me to new strata of sensations, but what I need is vigor, I need the fucking I get to be as frantic as the feeling racing through my chest. And, though I adore her, Tayle isn’t giving me that -- yet. “Get up, sit back,” I command, not realizing how dismissive the comment may seem, though I’m certain the young mahzian will forgive me when all is said and done.

She blinks, and nods, pulling up and off of me and sitting down fully on the bed, spreading her legs and showing off both of her beautifully glistening girlcocks, given a moment to breath outside of the tight, fleshy prison I’ve provided them. She looks up at me with an expression somewhere between confusion and excitement, unsure of my plans but trusting that she’ll enjoy them. I have no intention, of course, of betraying that trust. Sitting up myself, and with the furiously buzzing toy still entrenched within me, I climb into her lap, pinning her to the bed and reaching below us, fondling both slippery shafts and guiding them back towards my well-worked entrance, now much more agreeable to taking them inside at once. “Nnnhhh~” Tayle whimpers softly as I mount her, swallowing her throbbing members with my ass once more and sinking down as far as I can, only pausing when I feel the skin of my buttcheeks hit her pelvis, and I know there remains no more of her to take.

“There we go,” I purr, shooting a black-lipped smile down at her. I plant my feet at her sides, squatting fully on top of her, and use my arms to keep my own balance -- placing one on her upper thigh, just behind me, and placing the other on one of her perky little tits, fingers massaging deeply into her light, supple flesh as I push myself upward, then drop back down, hissing with excitement as I let my own weight drive those perfect dicks straight back up into my ass.

Letting out a long, crooning sigh of satisfaction, I arch my back, throwing my hair in a dark wave behind me as I ride her. The pace of my downward thrusts begins to rapidly increase with me at the helm, matching Tayle’s prior pace, then exceeding it as the mahzian plants her own feet and starts to thrust up into me, drilling both cocks up my tight hole again and again while I provide the necessary weight and friction in return. “Nghahh... hah... oh fuck...” Tayle whimpers, and I can see that the situation’s strain is beginning to wear on her -- between the ruthless focus of our fucking, and the intense vibration of my toy working its magic on her as well as me, her fingers begin to clutch tight to the bedsheets, teeth gritting between staggered words. The look of someone trying not to cum... but who will not hold out much longer. Time to get what I can out of her before the poor thing pops.

Biting my lip and focusing, I ram my hips downward again and again, taking her faster and faster, spikes of pleasure arcing through me like forks of lightning as I ride her. I feel her stop matching my thrusts, whether too exhausted or too oversensitized I’m uncertain, but I don’t take the time to ponder it -- a lustrous haze of empty ecstasy washes over my thoughts and my body goes into autopilot, taking her frantically into my overstuffed hole. Orgasm after orgasm shoot through me one after another, all building into their glorious zenith before finally crashing all at once, like racing downward on a roller coaster after hitting its summit. I let out a cry like a banshee’s wail, breasts heaving and bouncing with each continued pump of my body against Tayle’s, and as my ass contracts tightly around her pair of hard, shimmering girlcocks, I feel her finally release inside of me.

Shivers run across my skin as Tayle’s scream of release eventually eclipses mine, her smooth balls tightening against her slender body as both cocks erupt inside of my ass. I feel glug after glug of her hot, sticky seed shoot up and into me, flooding my belly with warmth before the excess begins to spill out, dribbling free of my backside in creamy rivulets that coat Tayle’s sack before making a mess of my bedsheets. I close my eyes, still chewing at my lower lip as I relish the sensation of being pumped full of cum, just enjoying it for a long moment before finally tucking my legs in and leaning forward, planting a long, adoring kiss on the mahzian’s lips. She returns the embrace, though lazily, clearly fuck-drunk from the intensity of her orgasm and the continuing vibrations emanating from my toy -- vibrations that, reaching back and rotating the base to the right, I finally switch back off.

“That was fun,” I grin, nuzzling my nose to hers, feeling her stiff nipples rub against my own chest. I let her remain buried in me for now, not wanting this feeling, this afterglow, to fade. I caress my fingertips up and down along her sides, letting out a content puff of breath.

“That was... c-crazy, yeah,” Tayle nods slightly, laying back flat against the bed, visibly exhausted from what I’ve put her through. Her skin shimmers with sweat, eyes fading open and shut, and even the two cum-drenched girldicks within me are beginning to soften completely. “I’m surprised you’re still so...” she swallows, “...aggressive, after what happened earlier.”

“I think you’ll find my appetites replenish quite quickly, especially after...” I pause, thinking for a moment. After being dissolved by some unknown cosmic evil? After losing my memories and needing to recreate my entire self? After building a planet and it’s people out of nothing? There’s nothing I can possibly explain to Tayle that she’ll understand. “Especially after a quick nap.” I smile, kissing her lips, then her forehead, and pulling up off of her lap to topple back properly against the bed. “You’re free to stay the night of course, if you like.”

Tayle sits up and shoots a small smile back to me, then lays at my side, arms draping lightly over my hips as she presses up against my back. “Yeah... yeah, I’d like that a lot.”

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