Sandwich
Story by shadewolf32 on SoFurry
The next installment of my (still) unnamed sci-fi series, a quick and dirty story with no plot.
Immediately following: https://www.sofurry.com/view/2148032
You've probably noticed I've been in a sort of writing frenzy lately. That's basically just because all this might soon become illegal in my country, as the good ol' US of A is set to be taken over by fascist puritans who are happy to not only ban porn, but also declare trans people pornographic criminals. Somehow. Point being, this is literally porn, and if they're labeling trans people "porn" and outlawing all of it, I'm betting they won't hesitate to eventually widen that definition to include anything and everything furry and/or LGBTQ+. So, as a bi furry, I'm kind of panicking and just trying to get all this out before I'm labeled an enemy of the state.
Don't worry. It'll probably take them awhile to deport all the immigrants and destroy the Department of Education before they come for furries.
FML.
Shade breathed in and his nose filled with Ami's scent–sweet and warm, with an underlying scent of power and dominance. He let that breath out in a groan, a smile spreading over his face. The firm, warm mass behind him shifted, pressing closer, and a pair of muscled arms pulled around him from behind. Rayne.
"Mmm," Ami moaned in a fair approximation of drowsiness. "It's always cute how long it takes you organics to restart."
Rayne's chuckle reverberated through Shade's back.
"Yeah, yeah," he said–Shade could hear the grin.
"I think I know how we could get warmed up," Shade said with a smirk.
"Oh, do you?" Ami purred, one arm reaching up and pushing his shoulder, rolling him onto his back. The sheets were thrown off and he was suddenly very aware of the increase in pheromones from both her and Rayne, her hot scent mixed with his earthy musk permeating the bedroom. He felt Rayne's breath huff against his neck, glanced down and saw his boyfriend's sheath, a hint of red flesh peeking out, and made up his mind.
"Nfff, I need this," he groaned, sliding down and nuzzling the sheath and two fuzzy balls beneath, giving it a lick.
"Well, in that case," Ami chuckled, standing and walking around to the foot of the bed. "I might as well get down here and get you ready for what he's gonna do to you next."
Shade groaned as much at the words as at the sensation of Ami grabbing his ass, thumbs prying the cheeks apart.
"Ohhh, yeaah," Rayne groaned, arching up off the bed and pushing his growing shaft against Shade's nose.
Ami must have known exactly what he was doing, because the second he slipped Rayne's pulsing cock into his mouth, her tongue, slick and hot, was dragging up his crack, sliding over his sensitive hole. He made a muffled whimper as he sank his head down, lips meeting the base of Rayne's crotch, nose in his fur, drinking in his musk. He settled there a moment, just enjoying the feeling of Rayne growing, filling his mouth. Meanwhile, the slick sounds of Ami's tongue glazing his tight pucker were overlapped only by Rayne's soft panting. Shade had expected him to be grabbing his head by now, but he seemed content to lie back and let Shade suck him off. For now, at least.
Shade began to bob his head and gave a muffled, shuddering moan as he felt Ami press a finger into his hole, working her synthetic saliva deep inside him. It was different from organic saliva–which wouldn't have made for good lube–thicker and more slippery, letting her finger get all the way in, down to the third knuckle.
Shade sucked harder and his moans turned into soft whimpers. Rayne groaned and there was a hand on Shade's head, fingers ruffling the fur, stroking his ears. There it was.
A single droplet of synthetic saliva rolled down the cleft of Shade's ass, toward his balls, but Ami's finger caught it, sliding it back up, pressing it into him. He grunted and pulled off of Rayne's cock to breathe, and Ami chuckled, wiggling her finger and twisting it, making Shade moan. The finger slipped out and Shade turned, looking over his shoulder.
"We outta get you one of those cybernetic lube implants," she said, patting his ass. Rayne chuckled and pushed up onto his elbows, then turned and rolled off the bed.
"Could be interesting," he said. "Although, I dunno. The prep is half the fun. I say keep your ass the way it is."
"Noted," Shade groaned, then grunted as Ami took his hips, and suddenly he was flipped on his back.
"Damn, I forget how strong you are," Rayne laughed, positioning himself between Shade's legs.
Ami chuckled and climbed up, straddling his lap, while Rayne took his thighs and lifted them.
"Oh, fuck," Shade groaned as the android grabbed his cock, giving it a slow stroke with her soft semi-organic paw pads, then pushed it against her synthetic sex in the same moment Rayne's thick cock nudged his ass. Her glowing blue eyes were on his, radiating, alive with energy, and he glanced up to Rayne's darker blue.
Ami dropped her hips slowly, and Rayne pushed in. The sensation of filling and being filled was intense, the groan that emerged from his throat a completely involuntary sound, met by Ami's moan and Rayne's growl.
"Fuck," he gasped, breathing heavy, slowly.
"You said it," Rayne sighed, and Shade felt him twitch before pulling back, then thrusting back in, just as Ami lifted up and slid back down. The android smiled, keeping in perfect rhythm with Rayne's increasing pace. As soon as Rayne noticed, he grinned and gave a hard thrust, Ami giggling as she plopped down into his lap, Shade groaning and bucking. He could only moan and let them fuck him, not that he wanted anything else. He was exactly where he wanted to be.
He'd been in the middle of a bisexual sandwich before–but this was different. He loved them both, and that made the pleasure so much sweeter.
Ami's breasts bounced each time she dropped, her nipples glowing blue, and Rayne reached around, grabbing her hips. She moaned and Rayne growled, forcefully pulling her down onto Shade's lap as he started to slam into his ass, making Shade cry out. He was 99% sure she was just letting Rayne think he was in control of her movements, but then she was using that hyperrealistic semi-organic body, not nearly as strong as the military-grade one with the powerful motors. So maybe Rayne was completely in control, slamming her down each time his hips met Shade's ass.
Shade was gripping the bed sheets, holding on for dear life, letting out half-formed curses and whines. The heat was increasing, and they were all getting closer. Ami reached up and started grasping at her breasts, fingers sinking into the soft synthetic flesh and fur. Rayne was pounding, grunting with every hard thrust, still driving Ami down, lifting her up. Her heat was slick and tight around Shade's cock, caressing and squeezing, and Rayne's thick, firm cock was drilling him, spreading him open.
"G-gods!" Shade gasped, the first full word in minutes, and the last one before it hit.
He arched up off the bed as Ami crashed down, taking his knot, and simultaneously Rayne's popped in, lodging behind his tight, clenching hole. Ami's every squeeze was timed with his throbs, each one also a clench that milked Rayne's shaft. He wrapped his legs around the sexy half-lup?n's waist, filling Ami up as Rayne's warm, thick cum shot into him, rope after rope into his tight backside while Ami took his.
Ami fell forward on top of him, Rayne fell forward on top of her, and they breathed, panting.
"Fuck, that was hot," Shade moaned, still catching his breath. "That thing where you–"
"Yeah," Ami panted. "That was great."
"What?" Rayne purred. "That thing where I–"
"Where you grabbed me," Ami cut off again. "Yeah. That."
She had a habit of doing this, predicting their thoughts and finishing them. Shade didn't mind. He was too out of breath to finish them himself.