Title: Board-Tans Have the Best Sex
Author:
arts_fictionFandom: 4chan.org
Pairing/Characters: /d///rs/
Rating: NC-17.
Warning: If you know 4chan and if you know /d/, you know how this is going to be. Don't worry, though, it's pretty tame. (Squeaks/Kinks include multiple penetration, begging, "pegging", and a perverted hermaphrodite with tentacles.)
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction inspired by the anthropomorphic representations of 4chan.org boards, /d/ and /rs/. Obviously, I am not moot, and therefore not the owner of the boards. And I'm obviously not making money off of this, since even moot can't make money off of it himself...
Summary: /d/ fucks /rs/. (There's nothing else to be written about this fic. It's pure trashy porn, complete with "thick shafts" and "tight holes".)
A/N: If you don't have an image of what /rs/ and /d/ should look like, look into
these links. And
this, too. (They are not worksafe.)
/rs/ writhed on his fours, breath coming in shallow and out in high moans as /d/ pounded into him from behind in a merciless rhythem. There already were two thick shafts inside /rs/'s tight greedy hole, stretching and filling him like no other board alone has before. /rs/ could feel the slimy tentacles running his body before tweaking his nipples cruelly, causing him to shudder both out of backseated revulsion and arousal. He threw his head back and lost himself, moving back what little distance he can under the leather binds to meet /d/'s thrusts. So great was his pleasure that /rs/ almost did not notice until /d/ pulled out until only the cockheads were inside to attempt to add yet another of her thick cock in him, causing a jolt of pain. /rs/ protested, "/d/, wait! There's too many-- you're too big--" The pressure behind him, however, did not stop. /rs/ panicked and tightened immediately.
Feeling the unwillingness, /d/ suddenly pulled out, ignoring /rs/'s whines of protests and pinning his thin wrists down above his head with one of her many tentacles when he frantically tried to turn. /rs/ shuddered at the harsh grip and wiggled his ass enticingly, begging for the two members to fill him again.
"P... please, /d/. I need..."
From her ventage, /d/ saw /rs/'s stretched pink asshole opening and closing, hungry for more. She knew that despite what /rs/ said, he could take more. No, he -wanted- more, and wasn't fooling anyone otherwise.
"/rs/, it's either all of my cocks or none of them."
/rs/ inhaled sharply and bit his lips in indecision as he imagined all three of /d/'s cock filling him in. It was impossible to picture it. Sure, he occationally had two dicks inside him at the same time, but /d/ was ridiculously and multiply endowed. If all of them went inside-- /rs/ wasn't sure if he'd ever be able to stand again.
Sensing /rs/'s hesitance, /d/ decided to play dirty. She used one of her long fingernails to scratch the creamy inner thigh and dangerously roll the tight balls. She went up, pressing the rim of the puckering hole with the pad of her thumb, not quite going in but not entirely out, either. She smirked as she heard /rs/'s begrudging moan. "/rs/, don't you want me to ravage your tight ass?"
/rs/ cried out loud but did not respond as /d/ cruelly massaged the raw hole. Whether it was out of true fear or unconscious hope that the drawn-out resonse will warrent a rougher punishment was uncertain. /d/ frowned slightly as /rs/ simply moaned and shook instead of answering her. She longed to be inside his tight, velety heat again. So /d/ took one of her cock placed the lowest in her hand and inserted it back in the already-tightening asshole, using just the cockhead to tease. "Don't you want this inside you, bitch?"
/d/ got even louder moans and whimpers. She thrust in shallowly, not fully inserting but merely stretching. "Don't tell me you don't want all three of this filling you up, like you always wanted but never could have. You want it, don't you, /rs/? You -need- it, don't you, you little slut?" At this and at the particularly stimulating half-thrusts, /rs/ jerked his hips backward and cried out, "O-oh, yes. -Yes-. Please!"
/d/ smirked triumphantly. She drew out and took all of her members in her hand, positioning them so that they were directly centering /rs/'s eager asshole. /d/ ignored /rs/'s sharp cries as she pressed. It was difficult, almost enough for /d/ to considering going back and trying to holding the hole open with her tentacles while she tried again.
Then, she felt /rs/ shudder and relax.
At the back of her mind, /d/ marveled at the elasticity of /rs/'s orifice as she saw it stretching wider and wider, until she was sheated at the base completely. /rs/ breathed in and out harshly. /d/ groaned as the insides spasmed and massaged her cocks. No one alive has ever been able to take her all at once before. This was better than good; it was amazing.
/d/ gripped /rs/'s thin hips with both her hands and pulled back to thrust violently again, again ignoring /rs/'s protests to go slower, to let him adjust first. He'd get used to it soon enough, as he always does.
/d/ was proven right only after five deep and violent strokes.
/rs/ started to cry out freely again, but this time in pleasure; his lithe body writhed again, greedy for more. The thick poles in his tight body was almost monsterous in size, but /rs/ could not help but cry out as /d/ pulled in and out rhythemically, hitting that spot inside him every time to make his toes curl and cock jolt. He had been teased mercilessly with the tentacles in ever orifice before the fucking began, and /d/ had always had him teetering on verge of orgasm but was never merciful enough to give him the final shove to the fall into the blissful void. The five mere minutes that already seemed to have molten together into a stretch of infinity; /rs/ had never been in the state of blissful torture before with any less than a full day of getting rammed. High whine tore from /rs/'s vocal cords as he rode his climax, spurting sharp loads. Even after he rode out his orgasms, however, /d/ was long way from done. /rs/ could do nothing but moan and shiver, tears streaking his face, as the violent thrusts flawlessly hit him just right to make him groan in half-despair and half-pained pleasure. There was too much-- his nipples felt swollen and ripe, way too sensitive for the rough handling and pinching of /d/'s green tentacles. His spine felt as if it was electricuted.
/rs/ lost himself in sensory overload, involuntarily twitching and moaning, unaware of anything besides /d/. He crossed the boundary from pleasure to pain and to pleasure again. When /d/ finally unloaded and marked /rs/ inside-out, /rs/ fell unconscious, cock hard again.
/d/ pulled out, heedless of the moans of discomfort emitted from the unconscious body below her. She admired the stretched, pink hole in front of her. Filled to the brim with thick white ejaculate, it gaped and twitched. /d/ smiled in satisfaction. She was sure that /rs/ will never be able to be satisfied with anyone else again.