Double-Stuffed

Phil pulled his fingers free with a wet sound. Claire whimpered at the sudden emptiness, but Gloria didn’t give her time to adjust.

“Do it,” Gloria ordered, eyes locked on the place where the glass toy still stretched Claire open. “Put it in beside the toy. I want to see her take both.”

Phil stood, shoved his jeans down just far enough, and dragged the head of his cock through the mess coating Claire’s cunt. She was soaked - his earlier cum, her own slick, spit from his tongue - everything glistening under the bedroom light. He lined up right against the base of the glass toy and pushed.

Claire’s cry was sharp and broken. The stretch was brutal. Phil worked himself in slowly at first, feeling the hard glass press against the underside of his cock the entire way, the thin wall of muscle between them forced to yield. Gloria held Claire’s hip steady with one hand and kept the buzzing vibrator clamped tight to her clit with the other.

“That’s it… take it. Look how full she is.” Gloria’s voice was thick with approval. She leaned over Claire’s back to watch every inch of Phil disappear alongside the toy. “All the way. Don’t stop until your balls are against her.”

Phil bottomed out with a groan. Claire was shaking, wrists pulling against the silk restraint, free hand scrabbling for anything to hold. The dual stretch had her cunt clenched impossibly tight around both his cock and the glass. Every tiny movement dragged the toy against him and forced another desperate sound out of her.

Gloria clicked the vibrator higher.

“Fuck her,” she said simply. “Hard. I want to hear it.”

Phil gripped Claire’s hips and started thrusting - short, deep strokes that kept him buried and made the glass toy shift inside her with every snap of his hips. The wet, filthy sound of it filled the room. Claire’s thighs were dripping. Every time he drove in, a fresh trickle of slick and leftover cum ran down her legs.

Gloria kept the vibrator locked in place and used her free hand to spread Claire’s ass open wider so she could watch the stretched rim clinging to both shafts. She delivered another sharp slap that made Claire clench and cry out.

“Such a greedy slut. First you let your husband fill you downstairs while your father was on the way. Now you’re taking his cock and a toy at the same time while I hold you open. You love this. Don’t you?”

Claire could only nod frantically, forehead pressed to the dresser, mouth open and panting. Phil fucked her harder, the dual pressure pushing him right to the edge. The vibrator’s insistent buzz against Claire’s clit had her whole body jerking between them.

Gloria leaned down close to Claire’s ear, voice pure filth.

“He’s going to come inside you again while you’re still stuffed full of that toy. And you’re going to take every drop like the messy little wife you are.”

Phil’s rhythm turned rough and deep. Claire’s cunt fluttered and squeezed around both him and the glass in tight, rhythmic pulses as her orgasm slammed into her - loud, shaking, messy. The extra pressure and the way she kept clenching dragged Phil over right after her. He buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding her already-full cunt with another thick load while the toy kept her stretched open around him.

They stayed locked like that for several long seconds - Phil twitching inside her, Claire trembling and dripping, Gloria still holding the vibrator against her oversensitive clit with a satisfied smile.