felix

When you reached the top after who knew how long, your skin was itching, breasts feeling sore and pussy drooling with arousal. Irritated, you struggled to take off your wet clothes, disliking the way they clung to your body. Then you reached down, the unexpected touch of your own cold fingers making you flinch and whine in frustration.

“Oh my, what do we have here?”

The sudden voice, like stones rubbing against each other, caused you to jump.

“Haha, no need to be afraid…”

And before your wide eyes, a figure stepped out of the shadows, into the pale light painted by raindrops trailing down the big round window behind. A head crowned by horns, bat-like wings sprouting from the back and a flexible tail coiling around the legs, a naked man made of stone bowed down to you.

“It’s just us,” he said as lightning flashed and distant thunder rolled across the sky, the blinding white light revealing more shadows like him, “the guardians of this church.”

Like the sound of falling pebbles, the voices of the gargoyles rang out. They chuckled and whispered, their cocks dangling right before your eyes.

The first gargoyle seemed to notice your gaze, and his voice took on a pitying tone. “Oh no, how did that happen? You’re all… wet!”

You looked at him, close to crying, “Help…”

He exchanged looks with the others, silently exchanging their thoughts, and then smiled and nodded, “Sure.”

“Boss, you first, you first…”

“Go for it!”

“She’s so pretty…”

“I want to go next!”

“No way, go after me!”

“Don’t fight…”

“Well then, don’t mind me~”

With that, the first gargoyle stepped forward and brought you in position. Facing the window with rain running down in rivulets, head down on a hastily dusted off cushion they got from god knew where and ass up, the gargoyle’s tail nudged your knees apart while his hands grabbed your ass cheeks. The cold, heavy touch sent a shiver up your spine, and as his hands spread your flesh, slick dripped from your pussy.

Then a rock teased your entrance. Its small, rounded tip slid up and down between your wet folds, circling around your clit before returning to your hole and slipping in. The deeper it went, the wider it got, until it forced your hole so wide open you whimpered. Afterwards, he quickly pulled out, only to slowly slide back in. Again and again, he sank into you, gradually stretching your pussy and allowing you to take him deeper and deeper.

At this point, you realized he was using his tail to fuck you.

He was preparing you.

His tip grazed your sensitive spot, making you whine and buck your hips. You wanted, no, needed him deeper, faster, rougher.

But just then, the gargoyle pulled out.

“Please…!”

He chuckled, “May I?”

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck, ah—!”

With one swift stroke, the gargoyle entered your sopping wet pussy with his cold, hard stone cock. Your walls clenched around the tapered tip, bulging mid-section and narrower base, feeling his outline. It was so hard it almost hurt, lacking any give or flexibility, but right then, mind almost blackout drunk on aphrodisiacs, that felt heavenly.

The gargoyle adjusted his grip on your ass, tail wrapping around your waist and dangling down to tease your asshole with its slicked up tip still carrying your temperature, and started thrusting. Slow and steady, he pulled back until his tip was barely still inside you before pushing back in. His slightly rough texture dragging along your walls perfectly soothed the itch you felt there, causing you to moan softly as you relaxed.

A few stone hands reached out to give you more pillows. Then they stroked your back, arms, head and cheeks, one finger even dipping into your mouth to press down on your tongue.

And right then, the gargoyle fucking you slammed into your pussy.

A jolt went through you as he hit a certain spot. Unable to close your mouth, you moaned loudly, and your pussy squelched with every hard plunge into your depths from how wet you were. It made you feel more and more excited, especially with all the other gargoyles watching, your eyes rolling and chest heaving, like an animal in heat.

All you could manage was a pathetic whine before you came. Your pussy fluttered, clearly feeling his canine-like shape and slightly rough texture pressing into your wet, tender walls.

Behind you, the gargoyle sped up. Delicious friction left your abdomen pulsing and your hole dripping, while the knot at the base of his cock pounded against your drenched folds. His stone body was stained by your aphrodisiac-induced heat, seemingly almost melding into your body, and your slick spread over his knot, resulting in an additional wet smacking noise.

When you came the second time, the gargoyle rammed his hard, fist-like knot into your sopping pussy.

You screamed at the sudden sensation of fullness. Your eyes rolled and your walls fluttered, stimulated by his continuous shallow thrusts. His punishing pace left you incoherent and trembling from bliss, his knot pulling on your pussy and stretching you further. And all the while, the other gargoyles were still teasing you, holding your mouth open. Each of your loud and high-pitched gasps, moans and whines was forced out of you, for all to appreciate as you were fucked.

A moment later, the gargoyle grunted. Without warning, thick ropes of cum erupted from his cock and were pumped into your depths. It was noticeably warm, with a weight and consistency to it that reminded you of mortar.

Unable to control yourself, another orgasm rolled over you. Your pussy clenched around the stone knot, fluttering so hard your abdomen hurt a little.

The gargoyle patted your ass reddened by his vice grip with a chuckle and pulled out. He had fucked you so well his knot popped out with ease, leaving your hole gaping and slowly dripping slick. Its sight drew some chuckles and other sounds from the surrounding gargoyles. From the corner of your eye, vision blurred by the raging aphrodisiac and recent tears of bliss, you even saw a few rubbing their cocks.

Seeing them, you bit down on your lip. The heat in your abdomen that had just calmed flared up again, making your blood boil with arousal. Sweat dripped down your skin and you felt a little lightheaded, panting and writhing with need.

One of the gargoyles patted your head and trailed his fingers down your spine, cooing something. At the same time, his tail tip pressed against your clit, making you twitch sensitively at the cold, hard touch.

He laughed, yet refused to enter you. All he did was caress your sweaty back and tease your clit. It was agonizing in the best way, a sweet torture that slowly led you to the edge yet left you hanging just as you were about to fall. Too little to come, yet too much to cool down again. Steadily keeping you there, listening to your moans, until he had enough. The gargoyle replaced his tail with his fingers and gently knead.

You came as if a button had been pressed. Eyes rolling back and body spasming wildly, something in your abdomen unraveled and liquid squirted from your pussy.

Laughter like falling rocks rumbled in your ears. A crackle sounded, like stone rubbing against stone, and you could feel their gazes boring into you, clinging to your naked body. They were watching, all watching you. Watching your slick and sweat drip, your thighs shift, your clit twitch. Like they were fucking you with their eyes.

These thoughts mixed with the aphrodisiac and turned you on, winding up the tension in your belly like a spring.

Sensitive from all the stimulation, you trembled when you were touched again. The gargoyle turned you over, onto your back, and lifted your legs. Bedded on the cushions, your hips were raised to the perfect height for the gargoyle to enter you, letting you see how your greedy hole swallowed his knobbly cock bit by bit. It looked like tightly squeezed soap bubbles and felt like a scaled-down version of the bumpy cobblestone streets outside, ending in an uneven knot at the base.

He gently held your thighs whetted by your slick as he thrust, going neither deep nor fast but patiently rubbing his knobbly cock along your walls. His pace combined with your post-climax heightened sensitivity made you moan and unconsciously tilt your hips like you wanted him to go deeper. Yet the gargoyle maintained his pace, steady as a rock. In and out, back and forth, the knobbly texture caressed your insides. It was calm to the point of being agitating, almost as bad as merely playing with your clit.

Finally, when you were moaning desperately, he worked his uneven knot into you. As it pressed against your g-spot, you came with a cry, while he grunted and pumped a rope of thick, heavy, mortar-like cum into you. The sensation of it settling in your belly mixed with your orgasm, further dragging it out.

You didn’t even notice how he pulled out and was replaced.

Or rather, you barely felt him at all. Only his tip grazed your walls like a mean tease, until he slid his knot in. He fucked you in a frenzy, knot rubbing over your g-spot, and just as your pleasure was building nicely, he already came, dumping his load of weighty cum into you.

Before you could whine about the emptiness you were filled once more. Legs propped up against the gargoyle’s chest and knees over his shoulders, his straight cock sank into your pussy. Stone barbs lightly caught on your entrance and were forced in, pressing into your wet walls like a massage stick. Holding onto your thighs, he started thrusting, gradually speeding up until your breasts bounced and your hands tried to find something to hold onto.

Thick cum was compressed by his cock head, pounded deeper into you with each addictive repetition. Wet squelches and your moans filled the air, accompanied by the clinking of stone and the heavy scent of lust.

Your eyes rolled as you came. Pussy fluttering and spasming, pleasure coursed through your veins and calmed the boiling heat as the gargoyle fucked you through your orgasm. Yet relief was denied, lust reignited before it could extinguish. It sent you back into the throes of ecstasy as the gargoyle plowed you, raking your walls until they were tender.

When you trembled with your next orgasm, he buried his knot inside your fucked raw pussy. Thick cum was pressed deeper into your core and added to by him, your lower abdomen noticeably bulging from the amount.

After a long while, he pulled out with a wet plop.

Your hole gaped from being repeatedly knotted. The flesh inside was red from the constant stimulation, feeling puffy and burning faintly.

And yet, the gargoyles’ next actions came as no relief.

The following cocks were smaller than the others with less novel textures, but they all got creative before dumping their cum into your pussy. One fucked you slowly while kneading your breasts and using your dripping slick to tease your asshole with his tail tip, relishing in how it dripped from between your folds. Another turned you onto your belly and fingered your pussy until his fingers were dripping wet so he could prep your ass, stretching the little bud into a blooming flower before pushing his cock alternately into your pussy and your ass. And you didn’t know who started it, but he used his cock and tail to fuck your two holes simultaneously, keeping you on edge with their sometimes slow and sometimes fast pace and denying you your orgasm until the very end.

When they were done with you, sweat was flowing down your spine and your belly was swollen from how much thick, heavy cum pressed down on your womb. Your eyes were unfocused, your holes gaping, and faint bruises were already covering your skin.

Just as you vaguely thought they were done, another pair of hands gripped you. Large and steady, they turned you onto your back and pressed your legs up until your knees neared your ears. In this position, you were forced to present your puffy, gaping pussy to the gargoyle towering above you. Outlined by the faint light shining into the little room through the round window behind him, you saw broad shoulders and large wings, adonis-like abdominal muscles hewn into the stone torso, and a big, fat, curved, exaggeratedly veiny cock hanging between his thick thighs.

The gargoyle sounded a little bashful as he apologized before penetrating you with his enormous cock head.

Your sopping wet hole was stretched to its limit, quietly squelching as centimeter after centimeter sank in. Folds spread and erect clit twitching, just the tip had your eyes already rolling. When he was one third in, you felt him push the mortar-like cum filling your channel being pushed deeper inside, and by the time he was two thirds in, you felt him bottom out, carved veins pressing firmly into your walls. The pulse of pleasure as he completely filled you made you throw your head back and your muscles spasm as slick squirted from your pussy like a broken sprinkler.

Blood rushed through your ears, deafening loud. Every little touch and move made you pant like an animal in heat. You couldn’t tell whether you were screaming or crying or trembling. All you knew was that you were stuffed with cum and cock. A cum-dump being fucked into oblivion by monster cocks. So cock-drunk you couldn’t tell up from down.

When the gargoyle slowly pulled back, your folds clung to his girth. His veins and distinct cock head dragged over your already overstimulated g-spot, and when he once more sank into your depths, you came again, pussy fluttering.

The large gargoyle grunted. He rolled his hips with great patience, letting you get used to his monstrous size before speeding up. With every thrust, he got faster and plunged in deeper, eventually pounding both his cock and the other gargoyles’ accumulated cum into you. His hips drenched by your slick slapped against your forcefully bent up ass and folds, wet smacks matching the rhythm of your heartbeat until overtaking it.

You felt him in your gut and at the back of your throat, fucking the air out of your lungs and making your pussy gush. He left you in a constant state of overwhelming pleasure, and when he finally somehow rammed his fat knot into your abused hole, you came so hard you blacked out.

And all the while, the large gargoyle still rocked his hilted cock inside you, showing his big outline from your pussy through your abdomen, knot grinding against your g-spot while his tip pressed the others’ cum against your cervix. Then with one last roll of his hips, cramming himself as deep into you as he could, he came. A thick rope of heavy cum erupted from his length, more and more of it pumping into you until your stomach bulged as if pregnant.

He pulled out with some difficulty, producing a loud squelch and leaving your thighs red and trembling from his hold, your hole so stretched one could see the cum stuffing you. Looking at his masterpiece, he paused for a moment, then flicked your clit.

You moaned and shuddered reflexively from the current this touch sent through your body.

Despite how spent you were, how tired and thirsty, you still… hadn’t had enough.

Abused by the aphrodisiac and gargoyle cocks, you’d already been trained into wanting this.

As such, it was to your great pleasure when they continued. Big, small, knobbly, smooth — each and every one of the twelve gargoyles fucked their knot into your pussy at least once and dumped their cum into you. They filled you until there was so much the bigger ones couldn’t fit anymore and took to fucking your stretched ass, only to switch back to your pussy just as they were about to cum.

By the end, everyone was fucking your ass with their cocks wet from your slick and stuck their tips into your pussy to use you as cum dump, until it overflowed. Thick glops of it fell out of your pussy, hole stretched so much it couldn’t close, slowly dripping down and landing on the floor with a splat.

Your whole body was numb and sweaty and trembling, brain fucked empty, and your stomach bulged from the copious amounts of mortar-like cum, heavy and stuffed to the brim. Small spasms caused by your uncountable orgasms caused your pussy to contract around the still pliable yet gradually hardening substance filling you, finally making you pass out from overstimulation.

When you regained consciousness, it was already the next day. You were dead tired, extremely hungry, your limbs heavy, and there was still something thick and hard plugging your fucked raw pussy. It was so bad that just turning over left you drained of strength and panting for breath.

When you dizzily reached between your shaking legs, you felt something hard sealing your entrance. Your folds were covered by it, also reaching your clit and ass like some kind of strange sex toy. Experimentally pulling on it sent a shiver of pleasure up your spine and forced a hoarse moan over your burning vocal cords, immediately making you recall the events of last night.

Shocked, you looked down at yourself and gaped at the sight.

Your belly, no, your entire abdomen bulged, from your bellybutton to your folds. It made your skin stretch, a hardness hiding beneath the soft flesh and leaving you unable to tense your muscles without gasping in pleasure and overstimulation alike.

By now, it was clear: That thing stuffing your pussy was the gargoyles’ hardened cum.

It had filled your gaping hole to the brim and perfectly molded according to your shape, then hardened over night, or maybe once the daylight shone on it. Either way, just lightly tugging on it sent fresh currents along your nerves, forcefully reigniting your arousal.

With tears gathering in your eyes, you bit your lip and took deep breaths as you removed the dildo of hardened gargoyle cum from your pussy. Your slick eased the action, yet it fit so well and reminded you so much of the insanity of last night that you couldn’t resist fucking yourself on it. Every dip and bulge was a faint memory of the gargoyles’ cocks, especially the knot-like shape towards your entrance. Only the flared tip was new, wonderfully kissing your cervix every time you completely swallowed it.

By the time you finally pulled the pillar out of your hole, you’d come three times and were feeling lightheaded.

Your entire body trembled as you slowly dressed. The clothes were a little crispy from getting drenched in rain last night, but you couldn’t afford to care about it. Only, when you were fully clothed, you glanced at the hardened cum dildo and fell into a long moment of hesitation.

You couldn’t just… leave it here. What if someone else found it? But how were you supposed to get this thing out of a church…?

Ah.

Both ashamed and excited, you pulled down your pants.

And as you worked the pillar back into your ravaged pussy, eyes glazed over and cheeks flushed with lust, a dozen pairs of dim, stony eyes stared at you, silently watching.

--

"Stone, with me."

Turning on her heel, Dr. Iva Robotnik held her head high with her shoulders thrown back as she marched away from the crowd of officials that had been watching her latest presentation. While she enjoyed the praise and seeing the pure awe on these simpleton's faces, their stupidity was making her skin crawl.

While she couldn't hear Stone, she knew her agent was dutifully following after her. Pressing a button on her gloves, Iva didn't hesitate to practically glide up and into her mobile lab.

The lights flickered on as she heard Stone's boots step inside the truck.

Twirling around, Iva felt her long coat flutter around her legs. Standing at attention was her loyal agent.

Stone's face was passive as she met Iva's eyes.

Her suit was immaculate, not a single wrinkle marring the smooth fabric. The tan hijab she was wearing was pinned neatly and tucked into her suit collar. She was average height for a woman, but her boots gave her a couple inches. Not that it did much when Iva was six foot and nearly half a head taller than Stone.

"How are you feeling, Stone?" Iva asked innocently. The lab door had shut behind Stone, sealing them both inside. Any noise from the outside world had been cut off, leaving them in their own world.

"I-I'm fine, ma'am," Stone tried to keep her voice even, but failed. Her face had grown darker as she bit her lip.

"Oh? That presentation lasted much longer than either of us expected," Iva slowly approached her agent. She didn't bother hiding her smirk when she saw Stone's body begin to tremble. "I wasn't sure if you could handle it."

"It--" Stone swallowed. "It's fine."

Stepping in front of Stone and invading the other woman's personal space, Iva watched as Stone had to tip her head back to stare up at her.

"If that's the case, then I think you've earned a reward. How does that sound?"

"I'd like that, ma'am," Stone nodded rapidly, her pupils blowing wide in excitement.

"Good. Then strip."

Stone didn't need to be told twice.

Keeping her eyes trained on her agent, Iva pressed a few buttons on her gloves to prepare for some fun.

Stone was methodical as she took the pins out of her hijab to unwrap the cloth from her head. Her hair was in a neat bun as she folded the scarf and proceeded to take her suit off. As soon as she was down to her bra and panties, Iva stepped forward again.

"Let me," she purred. Stone let out a stuttery breath as she dropped her hands. Iva could feel the heat coming off Stone's body with how close they were as she brought her hands around to unclip Stone's bra.

Perky breasts greeted her as she pulled the plain bra away. Next time she'd have to ask Stone to wear something fancier. Licking her lips, Iva brought her hands up to cup Stone's breasts and squeeze them gently. She could feel Stone's trembling grow.

Unlike her own small breasts, Stone's wear perfect. Not too big, not too big. They fit into Iva's hands perfectly. She couldn't help but be fascinated by them.

Every little squeeze, pull, or swipe across a nipple had Stone reacting. There were some days Iva made Stone sit in her lap so she could fondle those tits in her hands for as long as she wanted. Sometimes she would even put on a strap on and let Stone's ride her.

But, that wasn’t Stone's reward today.

Iva let her hands slowly slide down Stone's body until they settled on a her hips. Her thumb rubbed circles into the silk of Stone's panties.

Stone whimpered.

"Doctor, please..."

"Patience, Stone."

Glancing down, Iva's lips curved wickedly. She could see the growing wet spot on Stone's panties.

"You're such a good girl for me, Stone," Iva flicked her eyes up to meet Stone's. A hitch in Stone's breath and the tightening of her thighs was all Iva needed. Taking a hand off Stone's hip, she cupped Stone's face. "No matter what I ask of you, you always perform spectacularly for me. Good girl."

Iva was quick to wrap her arm around Stone's middle as she let out a high pitch whine, her legs nearly giving out. Chuckling, Iva pressed Stone close to her as her nimble fingers made their way to the woman's bun. She deftly pulled the elastic out of it, letting black, silky locks cascade down Stone's back. While Iva hated her own hair being long, however, it suited Stone. Made her look ethereal.

"Ma'am..." Stone gasped into Iva's chest.

"C'mon," Iva whispered into her ear. "Let's make you comfortable."

Using her grip, Iva led Stone towards the makeshift bed that had come out of the floor. In fact, it was actually just a workbench with a soft mat on top of it. It wasn't until they both had experienced some aches and pains from laying on the hars surfaces in the mobile lab that Iva had gotten the mat. At the moment, the bench was waist high, allowing Stone to lay down on her back with ease. She had her legs bent and her feet on the soft surface as her fingers tightened into the fabric.

She stared up at Iva, biting her lip as she nervously met her gaze. Leaning down, Iva gave her a quick peck on the lips before pulling away. Stone pouted up at her. She loved her kisses and wasn't satisfied with only one.

Keeping her smile to herself, Iva grabbed her chair and rolled it over until she was settled at the bottom of the workbench, staring at Stone's bent legs.

"Raise your hips," Iva told her. Stone did so, allowing Iva to slip her fingers into the waistband of Stone's panties and slowly pull them down. By the time she had the panties in her hands, she could feel how heavy the fabric had gotten from Stone's dripping pussy. Iva brought the panties up to her nose and took a deep breath.

"Doctor!" Stone whined impatiently above her.

"I know, my dear," Iva tossed the panties aside to settle her hands on Stone's calves. "Let me give you your reward."

Stone's legs shook as she spread them with Iva's help. Iva pushed her hands against Stone's ankles so they were pressed tightly against Stone's thighs and out of the way. Spread completely wide, Iva smiled widely at her own prize.

Stone always kept her bush nice and trimmed, making it easier for Iva to play with her pussy. At the moment, she wasn't met with glistening and quivering lips, but rather two gems sparkling in the lab's lights.

"So good for me," Iva breathed out. "Two hours. You kept these in for two hours while we entertained those morons. I think you deserve to cum two times."

"T-thank you, ma'am," Stone gasped, her excitement clear in her voice.

Taking one of her hands off Stone's legs, Iva knew she would keep them there without her holding Stone. Instead, she ran a finger around the plug burried deep into Stone's pussy. The fake gemstone looked like a ruby--Iva's choice.

However, just a bit lower was a smaller, purple gemstone--amethyst this time. Stone's choice.

Iva had been shocked when her agent had shyly asked if she could wear an anal plug as well today. Not one to deny her lover, Iva had expertly lubed up her fingers and played with Stone's ass until she was comfortable enough to take the plug.

Iva had watched Stone's face closely when she slid the second plug into her pussy. Stone's eyes had gone glassy and her face completely lax in pleasure as she wiggled her hips.

"How was it feeling so full today?" Iva hummed, turning her face into Stone's thigh. She began to pepper small kisses against smooth skin as she curled her fingers around the base of the plug in Stone's pussy.

"So good," Stone panted. "I could feel them rubbing against each other. I feel so full."

Stone's words were jumbled together, her legs trembling as her pussy clenched around the plug. Iva pulled the toy gently, but not enough to slide it out.

"You like being full, don't you, Stone?" Iva began sucking bruising into Stone's thigh, claiming her. "Do you want a larger plug next time?"

"Yes!" Stone answered eagerly. "Wanna feel them."

"Do you think you could last a whole day with them both in?" Iva licked at a darkening bruise on Stone's inner thigh. She couldn't wait to see Stone struggle to hide her gait when she walked tomorrow.

"Yes, yes! Please doctor!" Stone begged. Iva wanted to shake her head. Stone always wanted to be pushed to her very limits when they played around. No doubt she'd be trembling and begging for release halfway through if they did go a whole day.

"That's my good girl."

Pulling her face away from Stone's thigh, she tightened her grip and gently pulled the toy out of Stone's pussy. She was absolutely soaking as the toy easily slid out of her.

"Doctor!"

Stone's legs tried to close at the feeling of being empty, but Iva stopped them. Tossing the toy aside, she didn't hesitate to shove her face against Stone's glistening lips. Lapping at the excess juices dribbling out of her, Iva hummed at the taste. She would never tire of it on her tongue.

"Please, please--!" Stone arched her back as she ground her hips down on Iva's face.

Pleased with Stone's reaction, Iva kept going. Two fingers joined her as she shoved her tongue deeper inside of Stone. She spread Stone open, expertly pulling her closer and closer to the edge.

"Close!" Stone panted above her. Iva hummed in response before wrapping her lips around Stone's clit.

Stone screamed.

Iva didn't stop for a second as she sucked harshly on Stone's clit, her agents noises music to her ears.

Stone's body went limp as she settled down from her orgasm, her chest heaving. Iva could feel fingers combing through her short hair. She ignored them.

Instead, she plunged three fingers into Stone's pussy, her slick coating them instantly. The fingers left her hair as Stone slumped back down at the sudden onslaught of new pleasure.

Curling her fingers, Iva pushed down and could feel the unyielding pressuring of the anal plug through Stone's walls. She massaged the spot.

Stone's wiggled hard against her, completely overwhelmed.

"More, more..."

Iva circled her tongue around Stone's clit. She could feel Stone's body tightening again.

Taking her other hand off Stone's ankle, she kept her other hand thrusting in and out of Stone's pussy. She had to search for the anal plug's top with her other hand, but once her fingers slid across the smooth gemstone, she grabbed the base firmly.

She pulled it out halfway before slamming it back into Stone's trembling hole.

"Fuck! Doctor!" Stone shouted, voice wrecked. As Stone's thrashed against her, falling into her second orgasm, Iva could feel her own crotch throbbing in pleasure. She was no doubt as wet as Stone was.

She continued to gently tease the plug out before thrusting it back in, the pressure sending little shivers up Stone's body. Meanwhile, she had eased her other hand out of Stone's pussy but kept lapping up her slick.

With one final lick, she pulled back. She pushed a finger against the anal plug to make sure it was snug before leaning back in her chair.

Her back protested from staying in that position for so long.

"D-doctor."

Smiling, Iva stood and rounded the workbench before leaning her hip against the metal, staring down at Stone's sweaty face. She brushed Stone's hair off her forehead as she met soft, exhausted eyes.

"You didn't cum," Stone mumbled. "Can I...?"

"Yes, you can make me cum," Iva rolled her eyes affectionately. Even after two mind-blowing orgasms, Stone still wanted to make sure she got off too. "How do you want to do it?"

"Could I use the dildo gag? You could ride my face."

If Stone had a tail, it would be wagging a hundred miles per hour with how excited she appeared.

"I like that idea," Iva smirked as she leaned down and sealed the deal with a kiss. It was slow but just as passionate. Stone moaned into it, thoroughly pleased. After a few more, short kisses, Iva stood to retrieve the other toy.

"Doctor?" Stone called out.

"Yes?"

"Could we try anal beads next time?"