inside Izzy is in turmoil. Her relationship feels made of glass, and her heart feels like it’s made of mud. ‘Maybe this will help me and Jacob grow close again.’ She thinks, ‘It worked in the past.’ She looks up at Grup standing over her, his cock hard and his smile wide. She can smell the chlorine from the pool nearby, but the sweet smell of the shrubs overpowers it, and as a bonus, it protects them from view.
She touches Jacob and can hear whispers in her mind: ‘It’s so big, nothing like Cane. What does it taste like? What does it feel like to touch it?’ Izzy finds the telepathy interesting but also feels it is so invasive she swears to learn how to turn it off.
Grup, with no shame at all, pulls his shorts down. His heavy and aggressively oversized cock hangs in the air. He grabs it with a big hand and strokes it slowly.
Jacob’s eyes are transfixed, going back and forth with each stroke.
Izzy, watching Jacob, feels herself getting turned on. She motions for him to go first. “You want to taste it, don’t you?” she whispers to Jacob.
‘I do.’ She hears in her head, but out loud Jacob says, “No, I couldn’t. I don’t—I’m not into it.”
Izzy shakes her head, knowing he is, and says, “No, you go first.” She gives him a small push in the right direction.
Grup looks down at the two small humans arguing over who gets to lick his dick first and decides it is time to break them out of the no-you loop. He pulls both of them close, one on each side of his mighty member.
Izzy reaches up first, and then Jacob matches her motion. They stroke the mighty member together. Izzy is the first to put her lips to the head; the cum is the consistency of Elmer’s glue, almost but not quite unpleasant.
She smiles at Jacob. “It’s so big,” she whispers.
Jacob’s perfectly normal cock strains in his shorts as Izzy holds the thick cock out for him to lick the tip. “Want a lick?” she asks, making Jacob twitch.
Grup moans, “I tire of this chatting; someone lick it.” He grunts; he reaches down and grabs Jacob’s head and messes his hair up before pulling his lips tight to his cockhead.
Izzy starts stroking the length with both hands. Jacob is stuck teasing the slit of Grups’s cock with his tongue, eventually adding in his hands to stroke the cock with Izzy; he watches Izzy masturbating the orc and looking over at him with a smile, having fun.
He licks and kisses the tip, wanting to make the big orc feel good. He finds out he can lick deeply into the urethra of Grup’s mighty member. He finds it oddly familiar to licking the labia of a vagina.
Grup grunts loudly, “What are you doing?”
Jacob looks up and smiles while tongue-fucking Grup’s opening; he watches as Grup reaches over and grabs onto the building for stability.
Izzy reaches down with one hand and plays with Grup’s sack; it’s heavy and full and hard to the touch. “How long has it been?” she asks.
Grup grunts and thrusts in the air, pushing Jacob’s head back and forth as he holds it tight to the end, “Too long.”
Izzy licks up the side of the cock, working her way to the tip, where Jacob’s and Izzy’s lips touch, and she makes out with Jacob. The mix of orc cum and Jacob’s embarrassment was intoxicating to her. “What are you going to do when he cums?” she whispers to Jacob.
He blushes and strokes faster, trying not to think too hard about it.
“Are you going to clean it all up?” she moans into his ear, starting to breathe hard from the exertion of stroking him faster.
“Oh fuck.” Grup grunts, feeling his nuts tense; he holds back. “Not yet,” he growls.
Izzy looks up at grup. “Oh, what are you waiting for?”
Grup looks down at her. “I am not ready yet is all,” he says with false confidence. Izzy’s hair tingles as he hears Grup’s real reason:‘I want to plaster you in my cum and cover your breasts, not cum on this lesser mate’s face.’
“He is not lesser,” Izzy says harshly but starts to take off her top and her bra, showing Grup her chest.
“Fuck, that’s just what I wanted.” He pulls his dick away from Jacob and points it at Izzy. “To paint your pretty body with my cum,” he grunts, running his cock through her cleavage.
Jacob starts to lick the shaft as Izzy strokes it, rubbing the tip on her chest, pulling her breasts tight around it. She can feel the strength as he thrusts; it makes her spine tingle.
“Yeah, you wanted to cover me?” Izzy teases, “Are you sure you don’t want to try to fill me again?”
The pair of them teasing Grup and the fact it’s been days is pushing him to his limit, his cock throbbing. He loses control.
Grup grunts, “Yes, yes, Scarlet, yes, urrrrghhh.” He growls and squirts his thick cum onto Izzy’s chest, the side of her face, her hair, and the concrete that makes up the floor.
Izzy grimaces as Grup pulls away. “Thank you. I was getting aggressive…” he whispers. She can feel the hot cum running down her chin. She fake smiles, wiping some of the ridiculously sticky cum off her face.
Jacob looks at Izzy and quickly decides to take his shirt off and help clean her up as best he can.
Grup stretches. “I need to cool off in the pool,” he says as he reaches down and messes with Izzy and Jacob’s hair before stomping off to his favorite inflatable pool toy, only remembering to tuck his dick back in his shorts just before stepping into the water.
Izzy smiles at Jacob and then kisses him. Deeply and lovingly. Their tongues dance together. She pulls on his hair and tastes him. She clenches her legs, her arousal growing. She makes him bite her neck and kiss his way down her chest, making him lick cum from her skin as he goes. “Jacob,” she whimpers.
Jacob licks up the cum, feeling humiliated but also loved. She plays with his hair as he kisses his way lower. He can smell her arousal. His mouth waters as he kisses her panties. He moves them aside and kisses the fold of her leg before parting her lips and seeking out her clit.
Izzy laughs out loud at Jacob’s thoughts: ‘I am the seeker of the clit… The clit seeker!’
He finds it and swirls around it. She pulls him into a 69 with him on top. She massages and strokes his cock, and it grows to its full length quickly before she takes it in her mouth. ‘It’s nice not choking on it,’ she thinks as she gets into a rhythm of Jacob’s tongue and her sucking.
Jacob struggles not to cum too quickly. He forgets the last time he felt her lips on his cock; he struggles to hold on, his girlfriend’s mouth feeling amazing. He thinks about the silicone life form in the parking lot high above him, about how she felt when she sucked his dick, and turns himself on more.
Izzy wiggles impatiently; she needs more than just his tongue. She is delighted when Jacob presses a finger to her opening. Her wetness letting it slide in easily. He curls his finger and rubs her G-spot, but it’s not enough; she needs more. She wiggles again, and he puts 2 fingers inside her; this time she humps his face slowly, helping him hit her g-spot perfectly each pass. But she again wants more. She thinks about how Cane fills her, how his knot expands and wiggles until Jacob adds a third finger.
With each finger he puts inside her, he gets more jealous and more turned on. His fingers are still covered in globs of cum as he forces them inside his girlfriend. He feels himself losing control.
Izzy bucks her hips on the 3 fingers. “Fuck me,” she begs when she pulls his cock out of her mouth.
Jacob tries to pull away; he wants her vagina. But Izzy’s hands hold him tightly. She lets him thrust into her mouth as she thrusts herself against his fingers. They orgasm together, Izzy pushing Jacob off her so they both look up at the morning sky.
Izzy swallows the regular human amount of cum, then turns and kisses Jacob’s leg. ‘I love you.’
He smiles and gently touches her vaginal lips. ‘I love you too.’
Grup yells over the hedge row, “I also love you both, now keep it down; I am trying to understand this Far Side comic.”
