To ask for a miracle of lust! (Pink Trigger's Power >2299)

"Mister Player, for what purpose do you summon anyone in this world?" Zepar asked. He/she was smiling, but he/she sounded a little disappointed. "For lust!"

"Mister Player, to satisfy that demonic craving in the pit of your soul..." Furfur added, nodding. "... You must!"

"Forgive us if the next ritual... is a little rushed!!" the two exclaimed as an unseen audience laughed.

I shook my head, telling them that was wrong. I'd summoned the two of them to grant me the miracle of love. Sure, having your lust satisfied by two cute, bouncy demon twins in aprons with endless energy, an air of mystery, and no shame whatsoever-

Okay. Forget it. I talked myself into it.

"That's the spirit!!" the two declared, each grabbing one of my arms and dragging me over to a sofa. I was powerless to resist.

"Now, simply take a rest! Let the two of us take care of you," Zepar entreated me, winking and turning his/her back to me.

"Now, leave the rest to us! We'll show you a special treat." Furfur did the same, even winking the other eye as he/she turned as well.

"Revered among the earls of hell... our ultimate technique of instant-kill love!!" the exclaimed. With a practiced motion, each of the two of them raised an alternate leg to the couch, climbed up, and took a seat on either side of my lap. In that position, reaching over their heads to weave their fingers together, the two proceeded to rock their bodies in perfect unison, the curves of two buttocks grinding against my instantly erect pole.

Ah! One of them must surely be a man! I knew this! And yet... those hips! Shouldn't I expect the man to be flatter?

There was nothing flat about either of those asses doing good work for me. Without patience, I waved at the two to pause for a moment, pulling my piece out of my pants. Then, without a second thought, I yanked on the dangling side-ties of their panties, whipping them aside. I could now see each of their hips bare in profile... I could probably see more if I went looking for it, but I had no desire to. With my remaining strength, I pulled each of their coat tails upward, determined to have bare skin-on-skin contact.

"Mister Player, are you sure?" Zepar asked me, raising an eyebrow with a catty smile. "Even a sorcerer doesn't have the defense for this!"

"Are you sure, Mister Player?" Furfur asked me with half-lidded eyes and a toothy grin. "No mortal can survive this terrible offense!"

I was sure, I was sure! Get on with it, because I have something important to ask you next time! But for this time, please...!

The two looked at each other, then back to me... then began attacking me again with that rapid grinding. My meat was pounded and massaged between those two bare asses.

I'll confess I'm aware something brushed me occasionally. I didn't keep track of what direction it came from. I wasn't thinking about it.

At some point, I surely came, but I regret to say I can't recall the sensation. I faded out like a dream.

"Sleep well, Mister Player. Sleep for a long time..."

"Sleep well, Mister Player! Until next time!"

"Be removed, obstacle, but choose our route again!!"