"Oh dear god, Myka," Kelli cried out. "You have to feel this! God I feel so damn full."
"Ok, give me a minute to get my side ready," I responded, licking my lips at the way her face displayed the obvious pleasure she was feeling right then.
"Yes, yes. But hurry please."
So I grabbed the lube that she brought and began to prepare my side of this monster shaft. Kelli grunted and moaned as my hands moving up and down my side of the cock caused the shaft that was seated in her to move against the walls of her core, and probably to tap against her cervix. I could have sworn that just applying the lube to the toy caused her to come again, and that made me grin. Once I had my side of the dildo as slick as I could, Kelli leaned back and I maneuvered my pussy, which was again dripping wet, to line up with the head of the artificial cock. I used my hand to bend the slightly flexible rubber until I felt the head push past my labia and into the tight confines of my channel.
Once I had the head of the massive toy inside me, I began rocking my hips to cause my side of the cock to spread its lube and my juices so that it would slide further in much easier. Then I began hitching forward bit by bit, Kelli crying out in moans of pleasure each time I pushed forward. I took it slow, moving my legs so that Kelli and I would form a seated scissor position once I had bottomed out, that way we would be breast to breast and could hold each other tightly while using our hips for stimulation. For what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes, I inched forward little by little, and in a bit of a surprise I felt the tip of the dildo tap something deep inside of my body. When I looked down I saw that both Kelli and I were now pussy to pussy, as close as the center disc allowed us to be, and I shifted my legs and grabbed her in a tight embrace and kissed her as deeply as I could.
The sudden movement caused the large dildo to move around inside of both of us, and we both moaned loudly into the kiss. Kelli had opened her eyes and we were now staring deep into each other's souls as she began to rock her hips in a back and forth movement, while I chose to make my movements more circular. I could feel the absolute fullness in my stuffed pussy, and with each of our movements I was feeling the head of the cock rubbing against my deepest parts, and I could feel the climax of orgasm building swiftly. We held on to each other so that we did not get pushed away from the other's body, and as we moved we kissed, letting our tongues have free reign to tangle and wrestle with the other.
We moved and gyrated, thrusting our hips in wild abandon, letting the desperate need we both had to bring pleasure to the other guide our actions. Kelli and I both grunted and moaned out the first mutual orgasm together, both of us feeling the trembling body of our lover as it shook in the throes of climax, yet we kept moving together, intensifying our pace. The disc in the center of the toy had an unexpected yet pleasant effect, in that it caused a delicious friction on each of our greedy clits, further heightening the intensity and pleasure of our strange dance. The squelching sounds of soaked pussy again filled the surrounding woods, and our breathing and moaning became ever more frantic.
Within a minute of the first, Kelli and I were launched over the edge into another more intense climax, causing her to cry out loudly in what sounded like both pleasure and pain. The only sounds I was capable of making at the moment were unintelligible, but still we continued to thrust and gyrate against each other, our frenzied need increasing yet again. My muscles began to ache with a divine yet painful throb as we both pushed past orgasms three and four, and I noticed a slight bit of drool starting to leak out of Kelli's mouth and her eyes had begun to roll back into her head.
In that moment I knew we should probably stop, but a need so desperately primal had gripped us both and I realized I needed to do something more. I used up all of the will power that I possessed in that instant to look at the bond between Kelli and me, and I shied away from manipulating it for fear of doing some sort of damage to what we felt for each other, but my power seemed to demand something be done. I looked briefly at the bond again, and in my mind I almost asked my power what I should do, and as I did this the light of understanding bloomed full in my mind. I took ahold of the bond as Kelli and I continued to rut with each other, because that is what we were doing; rutting. Once I had a grip on the bond between us I altered it just enough to let Kelli feel everything that I was feeling in that moment, and I began feeling everything from her as well.
It was like someone had begun playing a majestic series of chords from an organ, each note not significant enough by itself to cause such intensity, but combined together, the notes able to blast the audience with volume and sheer power that could shake the very foundations of the Earth. That is what we felt together, and Kelli's eyes shot open as she realized what I had done and both of us were pulled into a climax so grand and powerful we could not even make a sound. We held each other tight and our bodies trembled uncontrollably in mutual bliss. Each orgasm we experienced caused shivers and trembling that pushed us into yet another climax. On and on, for nearly ten minutes, we did nothing but hold tightly to each other as our bodies went into orgasmic overload.
I had, at this point, my right hand over Kelli's left breast, and I was doing my best not to allow the quivers and contractions I was feeling to cause me to grip her there too tightly, but try as I might, I could not remove my hand and place it somewhere else. The sympathetic vibrations of our trembling and the multiple orgasms it was causing became nearly overwhelming, and in that instant I felt a sharp burning sensation in the hand that was on her breast and the strongest climax of the night hit at that moment. We both threw back our heads in a screaming shout of pure uncontrollable bliss and the burning in my hand intensified to an almost painful level. But within seconds of that final climax beginning, it ended, and the burning pain with it, and Kelli and I slumped together able to do nothing for long minutes but breathe.
Eventually we fell back from each other, our terribly abused pussies still flowing, our juices running down our thighs like open faucets and staining the sheets below us. It took more time than I could figure for us to be able to move, but eventually we managed to slide away from each other, the squelching slurp of the dildo sliding out of our spent bodies mixing with the sounds of our still labored breathing. Eventually I was able to move the used toy to the bottom of the bed and I pulled Kelli up with me and pulled her into a tender and sleepy embrace, as I kissed her forehead to let her know she was safe in my arms. She mumbled something I couldn't understand as I snuggled into her chest, my arms wrapped around her possessively, and we both fell into slumber to the soft rumbling of my contented purring.
When I opened my eyes I was running through that forested wood of my nightmare once again. The same dampness in the air, the branches hitting my face and my naked body. I even looked down and could see the blood dripping from a cut on my hand, even with the low light that was barely making it through the canopy of trees. I recognized the feel of the damp earth on my feet, and the chill that sinks right to the bone. It was all the same, including my horribly intense fear of what was happening to Kelli at that moment. What was not as familiar, however, was the anger I was feeling that was bubbling just below the surface of my raw emotions.
I had never been this terribly angry before and in many ways the feeling was driving me forward faster than I remembered. I was near the clearing with the standing stone, and I was shocked to feel that whoever I met in that clearing stood a very good chance at getting torn apart, as I was prepared to lay into anyone who crossed my path.
I rested my hand against the stone as I came into the small clearing, and just like in my previous dream, my blood caused ancient glyphs and runes to glow with that damned sickly green light. I heard her this time, and I whipped around and looked intently at the hidden face of one of my fellow Neko, and my enslaver. Like before, she was in shadow and I could not make out her identity, but I did not wait for her to speak this time. I sprang forward, ready to pull her apart for what she had done to me, or really what she was planning to do to me and Kelli, and through the strange bond that in my previous dream sickened me as it tried to exert control I felt surprise this time, and a touch of fear. Behind the Neko that I was about to beat to a pulp, I noticed a figure in the dream that I had not seen in my previous experience.
She was taller than me, or the other Neko, and her body and face were shrouded in a strange looking green cloak with the hood pulled up. It was clear, however, that from the opening in the front of the cloak that she was completely naked underneath. Everything seemed to slow down at that point and I saw the hooded figure reach into her cloak as a burst of anger flowed through that strange bond, and as she removed her hand from within her coverings she cast some dark substance into the air between us, and I again knew a deep seated fear. It was short lived, however, as in that moment the dream faded around me and I opened my eyes to see Kelli sleeping there next to me in our cabin, cradled in my arms.