Doctor's Orders (Pounded By The Pack)(Steamy BBW Werebear Romance) (2 page)

My lips slid down his cock as he murmured, his hand lazily sliding to hold onto my head. My patient’s fingers coiling into my hair, I felt him push down harder, forcing my mouth to take in more of his thick, juicy cock. I pushed up against the palm of his hand, but even in this state, he wanted control. For my petulance, he pushed down harder, forcing me to borderline gag until finally pulling me back up by my hair. Thankful, I gasped and let my tension dissipate before he inevitably pushed me back down, opening my throat for further abuse.

In a half-daze, the shifter controlled me now, dominating my mouth with the forcefulness of his need. With a handful of my hair in his unsteady fist, he dictated my speed, setting it just against my comfort levels. I felt my mouth fly up and down his thick, uncompromising cock at a staggering speed, and every time he stopped to pull my lips free from the length of his shaft, tendrils of my saliva drooped between my quivering lips and his rock hard erection.

After several minutes on me knees and sucking down his furious shaft, I turned to the other shifters — I wasn’t quite sure I liked how hungrily they stared at me, licking their lips in the dim lighting. “How much longer do I need to do this?” I asked. “Surely it won’t take too long…”

“Oh, you’ll have to serve him much longer than that. You have to throw your all into it if you want to save him,” the one named Jake told me. “It’s going to take everything you’ve got.”

I took this to mean blowing him harder, as impossible as I considered that. However, he held my hair back, preventing me from sliding my lips down his rod. With a lustful, sly look to his half-opened eyes, Brian pulled me to him. Settling backwards onto the couch, he tugged at my slacks, ripping them apart like it was nothing.

“What are you…how
dare
you?!” I shouted at him, angrily punching his shoulders will my balled-up fists. “We play by
my
rules!”

But he had already shredded my panties off, and was tugging me down towards his face. Resting his head into a crook in the couch, his firm, powerful hands forced me to straddle his head. I tried to hit him again, demanding to be released, for them to all get out of my house before I called the—

But the thought never finished, because his tongue against my pussy made me tremble in untapped delight. With widened eyes, holding onto whatever parts of the couch I could reach, I felt the incredible strength of his wicked tongue as it parted the lips of my pussy, expertly darting into my slit. My face felt warm almost immediately, and I clutched tufts of his hair with my free hand, riding his tongue and moaning out my incredible pleasure.

“This is…the most…the best…” I stumbled over the words, unable to properly communicate. “How…”

“You see now,” Jake whispered in my ear hungrily. “Shifters are the best lovers on the earth…and if you open yourself up to our treatment, you’ll find untold pleasure in this evening.”

“Your?” I asked, clenching my thighs together over Brian’s face. “You mean…more than…”

Jake chuckled, grasping the hand that tightly held Brian’s hair and guiding it backwards to the cock. As I rode the werebear shifter’s face, I stroked him off, feeling him squirm lightly beneath me as he ramped up the action against his face. After a few minutes, he dropped his head down, reaching up to push a calloused, powerful finger inside. He let it slide along my inner walls, tantalizing me for a brief moment before slipping in a second. Together, they zeroed in straight onto my g-spot. As he manipulated my inner button, he reached his face forward to suck on my hood, his tongue finding and toying with my clit.

I almost couldn’t handle the sensitivity and the unbelievable feeling that was mounting inside me. I understood that there were orgasms — and I’d even had a few, although never with the intervention of another — but
this
…

I bucked my hips against his lips, grinding downward against his fingers and his mouth until the rising sensation inside me met its apex. My mind blanked out as a rush of emotion and power struck my body, and my rigid body rode out several climaxes against his face as he sped up his movements.

Spent, I clutched onto the upholstery again, my hand reaching for his cock once more. He pushed it aside, then me, choosing to reach up to shred off my top.

“No, I don’t need you ruining
any more
of my clothes, thank you very much.” I chided him as I unbuttoned and shed my top, reaching behind to unclip my bra. Tossing the garments to the side, my large, soft bosom bounced into view, and I could see a dazed half-smile cross his lips.

The other shifters had been right. I was going to throw everything into this.

Having proven that he could make me orgasm with just his tongue, I pulled Brian to a sitting position on the couch. His tree trunk legs spread with his feet against the floor, and his head rolled slightly as he looked at me with undeniable need. Positioning myself over him, my back to his chest, I grasped his cock — harder than rock! — And gingerly teased my slit a little bit before finally descending down upon it. I was going to take him about halfway, as I wasn’t sure I could handle
all
of his staggeringly large, girth shifter shaft.

But the werebear had other plans, and his hands were instantly upon my shoulders, pushing me down to hilt his
entire
, achingly large cock. My lower lips parted around it as it pushed inside, stretching my inner walls to the point of almost being too painful. I knew they made unbearably large toys now — intimidating things in an array of colors that were hysterically large for the usual sexual non-deviant — but I had never,
ever
imagined that a
man
could fill me this much.

But then again, this was no regular man. This was a werebear shifter, as strange as it was to say it to myself.

Brian clenched into my waist, binding his fingertips into my hips as he powerfully lifted them up, then brought them down with a crash, sliding into a steady rhythm with me. I rose to the challenge, determined to match this incredible hunk of a man, one who singlehandedly beat the entire string of boys I’d fucked in days long since passed. I rolled my hips with every thrust, and as I brought the speed up, one of his hands instead slid onto my shoulder. He was eager to keep me in line, as tired and pale as he still was, and that meant making sure I maintained his determined speed.

My hands crept to my ample breasts, playing with my puffy nipples as I rode his thick cock. Every last bounce against his hips racked my body with a new wave of pleasure, and tweaking my nipples only added to the unbelievable revelry. One hand slid down to my pussy, finding my clit and furiously running circles against the engorged bead as I fucked him
hard
, uncompromising in the intense rhythm.

It turns out that he wanted to see me bouncing against him now, and his stray hand coerced me to spin around. Straddling him, my knees settled down on either side into the couch, and his hands reached up to grasp at my pillowy breasts. I trembled as his strong, almost leathery fingers grazed my nipples as we crashed our hips together, meeting each other in a furious display of primal mating.

So absorbed was I in my feral urges that I barely noticed Kyle unsheathing his own thick shifter shaft, and the head of his bobbing cock came into view as he stood up onto the couch, slumping his ass against the back and holding himself steady. Freeing his hand for a moment, he grasped me by the hair and forced me to part my lips around his girth rod. In my intense bout of pleasure, I didn’t think twice of doing as he wanted — my lips slid halfway down his cock, pumping up and down it with unshakable need, before I even realized what I was doing.

But there was no going back now, and he held my head down around his slick werebear dick as I rocked my hips into those of his alpha male. Brian seemed to be stirring a little more now, and was exercising a little more activity. For instance, his hands were now firmer, grasping at my breasts just tight enough to make me squeal in a mixture of just enough pain and almost too much pleasure. He would also pull his hands free to clap them against my ass, bringing them down
hard
against my thick, soft cheeks. As he spanked my ass while he fucked, the air would hit my reddening ass and continue the discipline.

I wondered about the third shifter just in time to feel a pressure against my inner star. His thick finger was pushing against my asshole, slipping inside to rib my singularly unfulfilled hole as the others occupied the rest of them. Although I was mildly experienced in anal play, I was surprised to feel him dive it in past the first knuckle, and then minutes later when he slipped a
second
finger inside to work my ass.

I tried to pull myself free and tell him to stop when I felt the inevitable push of his purple crown. Holding my asshole agape with two fingers, he was trying to insert his cock into my ass.

Finally, I struggled myself free from sucking Jake’s cock. “Lube! Bottom drawer, over there!” I jerked my head in a direction, and as Jake pulled my mouth back onto his cock, I felt Kyle recede from my pillowy cheeks.

There was a slight rummaging to the side, and I heard him fumbling with a few scraps in the drawer. Finally, there was silence for a minute or two, and I focused on fucking Brian and sucking down Jake.

Just as I was forgetting about the entire thing, I felt the fingertips invade my asshole again. Reaching in, they pried my hole open, and the slick cock of a freshly-lubed shifter pressed inside. Gradually, gently, he inched his way in, sometimes pulling back before retaking lost ground.

As Kyle asserted himself against my ass, I realized that I was being claimed by all three shifters…all three at once. At first unsure if my body could withstand the incredible ferocity of taking on them all, I let my tension slip away to discover that, not only was I able to handle them…but that it was the most fulfilling sex I had ever had.

Jake, still assaulting my throat with the power of his thrusting, began to become more erratic with his movements. Quivering slightly, he held my head clamped onto his shaft and powerfully rocked his hips against my face until he finally went stiff as a board. Giving a roar, he released several ropes of cum across my tongue, sliding down the back of my throat. I eagerly swallowed his gift as he pulled himself free, collapsing down on the side of the couch and watching in a slight, spent delirium.

Brian and Kyle, however, had no such qualms. With enough of his strength restored, Brian pushed both of us off and rose up from the couch. Still pale and sweaty, he scooped me into his arms and lifted me up against his rippling chest, and I slid my ankles into the crook of his bank. Holding his head in my arms, I felt him lower my body onto his thick, wet shifter shaft. Although I had been highly satisfied with the arrangement just moments ago, this new angle was much,
much
better. I didn’t even mind as I felt Kyle slink up behind me, holding me still long enough to push his lubed, slick cock into my asshole.

Pinned between both shifters in the air was a sexual configuration I had only dreamed about before. They resumed the powerful pummeling of my needful chasms, but thoughtfully moved against each other — as one cock pulled outward, the other thrust inward. This meant that I was continuously experiencing both layers of pleasure at the same time, always…and it drove me absolutely wild.

I could barely contain my excitement at their forceful domination of my body. Letting a hand droop down, I started rubbing my clitoris again, pleasing my inner goddess with every ounce of strength I had left. Bouncing in the air, squeezed between them as they clutched onto my body, I didn’t think it could get any better…but then I felt Kyle’s hands snake up to my breasts, grasping onto them firmly and playing with my nipples.

Kyle was the next to lose control. The bucking of his hips fell out of sync with Brian’s own movements, and he was soon punishing my bowels with an incredible burst of thrusting before finally going rigid against my body. His cock buried as deep into my ass as it could go, I felt him twitching as his shaft let loose every drop of cum that was in his heavy, dangling balls.

Kyle planted a bite against my shoulder and disentangled himself from our sweaty, orgasmic collision of bodies. Dropping down to the couch as well, he watched as Brian brought it home.

Throwing me down to the couch between them, the alpha male spun me around onto my knees. With my feet dangling over the side, I grasped onto the top of the couch, glancing over my shoulder and biting my lip at him.
Don’t be too rough
,
I pleaded with my eyes.