Your body does as it wants

The two hunters try and help you on your legs, but you push away their arms. They stand over you in slight confusion at your response. And before they can ask you about it, you reach out to their trousers, feeling both of them up at once through their breeches.

“Hey…What are…?” Bearus asks.

You don’t respond with words. Instead, you reach into their leggings, fishing out their manhoods and popping them free. Your tender fingers play with the soft shafts. You feel them slowly beginning to grow hard, allowing your hands to grip them and stroke their lengths in unison.

Groans come from their throats as your hands rub their flesh. You hear no protests. And the moment you begin to lightly peck their spongy heads with hot kisses, they give you signs of encouragement.

“I don’t know why she’s so eager, but I can’t say ‘no’ to such a hot redhead wanting to show her appreciation,” Sid says with a moan.

“Fuck. We’ve been out here for a week without someone to comfort us. I don’t think I could turn away such an opportunity even if I wanted to.”

You ignore the hunter’s idle chatting, instead focusing on pleasing them. Once you feel the two fully erect in your hands, you moving from light kisses to wrapping your pouty lips around their glans. You suckle the sensitive heads of their cocks, giving each man equal parts attention.

You feel them twitching in your stroking hands and hear them gasp with pleasure as you tease them. Your lips pop off one cockhead, leaving it glazed with spittle, and go to the other every so often.

You can tell Sid grows impatient, as the next time you wrap your lips around his glans and flick it with your tongue, he places his hand in your orange hair. You feel him pull on your head, trying to get you to take him deeper into your gullet. You gladly oblige, taking his whole length into the scorching confines of your mouth.

“Fuck, that’s good,” you hear Sid say at the sensation. He does not let go of your head, his greediness keeping you from showing similar affection to Bearus. You lovingly stare at his face from under your brow, studying his pleasure.

No longer receiving attention from your mouth, the bearded hunter gets another idea. He pulls away from your grasp and moves around you. With his large hands, you feel him tug at your hips, bringing you up onto your knees.

You can’t look behind you, Sid keeping all your attention on him, but you have an idea as to what Bearus has in mind. You moan eagerly around Sid’s cock when you feel the warm bulb of Bearus’ penis press to your quim.

The large hunter behind you slowly feeds his length to your hungry pussy. Your mouth pops off the cock in front of you in a gasp. “Yes, right there!” you manage to yell out before Sid pull your lips back onto his meat.

The two men begin to bounce you back and forth, spit roasting your supple form. Although you enjoy using your mouth on Sid, the real excitement comes from Bearus’ fat cock pounding away at your cunny. His strokes are powerful and quick. The way his strong hands help guide your hips to his needs, using your body to drive him closer to release, makes you all more the wanting for him. It doesn’t matter if he isn’t conscious of your pleasure. This dominance, this virility, is all you wanted to experience when you got on your knees before these men.

Bearus plugs your hole with increasing vigor. He would pull out slowly only to drive in with all his strength, his heavy balls pressing to your hot button with each thrust. Through his wild fucking he does not notice that your canal is already lined with the seed of another creature. The darkness helps conceals your previous encounter, leaving only what seems like a horny girl’s wetness.

Although Sid lazily enjoys the lush warmth between your cheeks, Bearus is already growing on the verge of coming. His thrusts become more frantic and his grip tighter. His breaths come out in quick bursts, until he pulls out of your steamy cunt with a slurp.

You pull your mouth off of Sid and look behind you, confused why Bearus had suddenly stopped thrusting into you. Looking over your shoulder, you see Bearus grab hold of his prick, stroking it and aiming at your backside, intent on painting it with white streaks.