Weekend Wake-up Call – First Mataras: Michaela (M/I/M/M)

Michaela’s breasts hung down between Raxstad’s parted thighs, and fingers gently plucked her nipples.  The Nobek widened his legs so that her groin was made available to a hand which wrapped around her cock.  It moved up and down, sending delicious trickles of molten warmth into the member.  
As Michaela’s prick hardened, thick fingers – Raxstad’s, she thought – stroked her pussy.  The Nobek continued to hold her down between the shoulders with his other hand, keeping her pinned as the men made her hard and wet.  She clutched the leg beneath her, panting as the Kalquorians played.  Her tears dried up as pleasure surged.  In the aftermath of punishment, what they did felt astounding in comparison.
The hands on her breasts massaged the mounds.  There was an occasional pinch on the livid tips, sending splinters of excitement straight to her clit.  The hands were powerful and strong with hard callouses on the fingertips, and yet managed to be gentle.  
The hand working her cock was every bit as incredible.  It pumped up and down, from base to the flared head, gripping her in a hold that was deliciously tight without being hurtful.  Michaela gasped with each knowing stroke, feeling her balls draw up tighter to her body.  Wonderful pressure built in them, growing with every second.
Then there were the fingers tracing the petals of her womanhood and drawing teasing wet circles around her clit.  Ticklish delight sprang from those delicate touches, feeding the growing tension in Michaela’s male parts.  Even the aching burn of her spanked ass was feeding the internal fire now. 
Her panting gave way to whimpers, then strengthened into moans.  Korkla’s clan was touching her even though they should not wish to.  They were going to make her come, both as a man and a woman.  Their whispers encouraged her release, calling her beautiful, calling her perfect, calling her theirs.
“That’s it, my pretty little girl.  Let yourself go.”
“Lovely, lovely Michaela.  Come for us, my beauty.”
“Go ahead, my poor, wonderful love.  Let it happen.  Surrender yourself.”
The sweetness of climax began, unfurling in a hot ribbon of ecstasy that traveled the length of Michaela’s cock.  At the same time, her clit seemed to suffuse with brightness.  Her entire body stiffened with the oncoming orgasm.
“Here it comes.  That’s our girl.  Yes, Michaela.”
The fingers stroking her pussy closed around her clit.  They pinched and tugged and ravening fire billowed through her belly.  Michaela detonated.  Her pussy seized in a series of spasms, each convulsion sweeter than the last.  Her cock jerked in the grip of the man who stroked it.  The liquid fire burst free, showering the floor with elation.  Michaela writhed on Raxstad’s lap, her cries ringing as she came.
No release date set