Komand'r At The Wedding 3

Kory looked at Komand’r in frank, and approving, appraisal. She smiled and held out her arms.

Komand’r stepped out of the shadows. “Shut up! Shut up and take it, slut!” she growled while Kory’s burning pussy absorbed two of Glur’s tentacles.

“I am, sister! I’m taking his cock—as many of his cocks as I can! Isn’t it good, Komand’r? Don’t you like the way he fucks us!”

“Yess, you little cocksucker!” Komand’r moaned, coming in even closer, as though hypnotized by Kory’s jostling breasts—how they jumped around while she absorbed the same exquisite pleasure Komand’r had known and was now bereft of. “You know how to take cock, I’ll give you that! At least you’re letting Glur know what a good fuck he is!”

And now Komand’r worried that she’d been too withholding with him—not as vocal as Kory was, or as enthusiastic. She had fun, but Kory shamelessly cried out with pleasure. Was she better to fuck than Komand’r was?

“He is a good fuck, sister! X’Hal! He can fuck me as much as he wants when it feels this good! I want it again and again, Komand’r! I want to feel all these big things in my cunt and in my mouth… my hands… even my ass! We can share him, Komand’r! He can fuck us both so niiiccceee!”

Suddenly Komand’r could take no more. She had to shut Kory up. She had to feel what she was feeling. She got on top of Glur; he immediately offered a tentacle underneath her. She slid herself down over the penetration.

“Mine! Mine! I saw him first!” Komand’r moaned, bouncing up and down on the hard appendage. She then reached out for another tentacle in front of her and stroked it while she looked over her shoulder. “Come on! Don’t give them all to her! You can put one in my ass! Go on! Do it!”

Then she focused on grinding down on the tentacle in her sex and sucking on the one in her mouth. Her ass quivered, waiting to be invaded.

Suddenly she felt Kory’s hands spreading apart her cheeks, exposing her hot asshole.

“Unnhhh!” she gurgled around the tentacle in her mouth!

Kory responded in kind, watching Glur stuff the tip of a particularly thick tentacle into Komand’r’s tiny anus: “Argghh! Munhhh! Wuhh!”

Komand’r felt searing pain, enough to shoulder aside the pleasure she otherwise felt. She had to adjust, all over again, to how brutal it was to be possessed by Glur. But Kory was right next to her, taking it too, and Komand’r knew she had to do the same.

The pain receded with the sight of Kory, very obviously not hurting at all. Then they shared the wild thrill of being wholly sealed by tentacles; the sheer pleasure of it drove away any discomfort. It was all pleasure, a new pleasure, unlike even what she’d felt when she had Glur all to herself.

She put a hand on the tentacle in her mouth and drew it back until she could speak: “Deeper! All the way in my ass! Use me like I’m yours! You don’t need Koriand’r! You have all my holes!”

Glur rammed his tentacle inside her asshole until she felt it thicken at the trunk where it joined his body. It pulled back—Komand’r felt slight relief at not having her asshole stretching so wide—it was even more of a relief when he drove back in and she was fucked again.

“HNNNHH!” Komand’r moaned when she slammed her hips down to fill her pussy. She shoved her face forward, sucking the third tentacle deeper into her mouth. She pushed back, fucking the tentacle in her ass as well.

“Wow, sister!” Kory gasped, gawking at the spectacle Komand’r was making of herself. “You really know how to treat Glur right! No wonder he’s so fond of you!”

Komand’r smiled proudly around the tentacle in her mouth. She got it now. Glur wasn’t cheating on her. He wanted more of what she had, and who was more certain to have it than her sister Kory?

The tentacle in her pussy roiled and blasted its load into her tight cunt.

“Yes, fill her up! Give her all of it! Fuck her! X’Hal! Fuck her!” Kory groaned, getting off herself when both their holes were pumped roughly by just some of the army of tentacles Glur had for them.

She waited until the tentacle had drained itself, then she pulled it away from Komand’r, replacing it with herself. She pressed her body to Komand’r’s, grinding her pussy into that of her sister’s, while Glur made up for the loss by slotting a second tentacle into her ass.

Kory moaned happily and made out with the tentacle in Komand’r’s mouth. It felt so good to share it: Komand’r sucking it and she licking it.

“UNNHHH! GHHHH!” Komand’r moaned when she climaxed, the tentacle in her mouth coming along with her, Kory cooing as her tongue felt the surge blasting through it and ending up in Komand’r’s mouth, a thick warm load that she just had to smile through.

“MUUNNHHHH!” Komand’r gurgled, because now the tentacle in her ass was going off, making her buck up, down, and forward, for how else could she take having burst after burst of such a wonderful explosion inside her?

The tentacle in her mouth came away and instead, Kory kissed her, kissed her lips for every drop of cum that spilled out of them.

“We get to share each other too!” Kory squealed with delight. “Why should Glur be the only one to fuck you, enjoy you? You’re too much fun for just him! You’re my sister, my fantastic sister to fuck!”

She pumped her hips, rolling her cunt against Komand’r’s, more than making up for Komand’r not having a tentacle inside her there. Kory hardly missed a stroke as they were both fucked in the ass, both pressed together all the more firmly by the tentacles that wanted them as bad as they wanted another.

Even more than they wanted to kiss each other, Glur wanted them. A big tentacle stuffed Kory’s mouth. Her greedy hands seized hold of its body and began to stroke, eager to have it come down her throat like with Komand’r.

“Fuck her!” Komand’r groaned, rubbing her cheek against Kory’s to feel the tentacle wiggling around in her mouth, as anxious as all the rest to give the sisters pleasure.

Kory had to come as her tight ass squeezed an orgasm from the tentacle that was sodomizing her.

“Take it, Kory!” Komand’r growled, reaching around her to grasp the tentacle in her ass and force it in harder, deeper, giving Kory the rough fucking that Glur was just too gentle to satisfy her with. “You! Wanted! To! Be! His! Now! Take! All! Of! Him!”

Kory’s eyes widened, all but glowing a brilliant green as she exploded in unison with her sister. Then she fell away from Komand’r, smiling as another tentacle moved to replace her. She watched while her sister took three tentacles at a time, penetrated in every hole in her full-breasted, hot-assed, wet-mouthed body.

Glur kept fucking Komand’r savagely. The tentacle grew and grew, elated to have access to her pussy once more; he hammered it into her in a feverish delirium. Komand’r could only squirm, her pussy constantly dripping the previous ejaculation the pumping cock was forcing out of her.

Suddenly Kory pulled the tentacle away from her cunt, going at it herself, her lips and tongue voracious. She lapped up every bit of semen she encountered before sticking her tongue inside of Komand’r, moving it around, lips sucking hard at the folds of Komand’r’s pussy to get to the taste of her sister beyond Glur’s seed. Komand’r groaned and erupted—Kory licked every drop that flooded her pussy.

Then Glur was fighting Kory for her womanhood. The Tamaranian was shoved roughly to the floor. Before she could get up, Glur was back inside Komand’r, driving a swollen tentacle deep into her sex. Komand’r screamed, whimpered, having multiple orgasms while the pleasure of being rutted piled on top of the pleasure that had mounted from being tongued.

Glur pounded her cunt bestially, Kory watching wide-eyed, shocked at how effusively Komand’r could be a receptacle. Before she had a chance to go for her sister again, Glur had come. His eruption poured thickly into Komand’r, making her buck and whine, the inside of her body thundering and seeming like it was all hot cum.

A tentacle actually came out of Kory, thick and swollen, to go to Komand’r’s pussy.

The next series of thrusts were brutal and deliberate. Glur fucked her like a bitch in heat. Komand’r bit down on the tentacle in her mouth, which retreated with a shriek of pain, and Kory replaced it with her hand, letting Komand’r bit down on the bracelet she wore.

Komand’r tensed her arms and legs and felt a mad gush of release shooting inside her and running right back out. It sizzled on the tentacle impaling her, sloshing down its length and dripping down onto her legs. Glur wailed crazily, pumping his other tentacles even faster, shooting so much of his cream through the air that it seemed like a ticker-tape parade.

Kory happily collected the ejaculate from her body and rubbed it onto Komand’r. She would be content with however much she ended up with—she didn’t want her sister to feel short-changed at all.