Darius & Daria (Fantasy Creatures)
From Create Your Own Story
You read their names aloud. You're a little excited. You rarely get the privilege of serving two people at once. Plus, it means double the pay for the same amount of time. As you think to what they might want to do, you hear chatter outside your door. You walk over, and press you ear to it.
"Just knock, Dari," you here a girl's voice say. "Unless you're scared."
"I'm not scared, Dari," a boy's voice replies. "It's just... y'know... He's a he."
The girl huffs.
"Well, we can hardly hire a woman, can we?" she says. "How would I get off if we did that?"
"How am I suppose to—"
"He's wearing a dress. Just pretend. Now, knock on the door."
You hear a nervous couple of taps, then open the door to greet your clients. You see a young woman and a young man, both remarkably similar looking. They both look a little young to be knocking on brothel doors, but you're not one to judge. They're clearly siblings, twins even by how old they look. They both wear blonde hair, the girl's shoulder-length and the boy's rugged and not extending down much further than the top of his ears. They both have the same blue eyes, and they are both the exact same height. Judging them by their appearances alone, you figure they were probably once hard to tell apart. Before the girl developed her curves, that is. As it stands now, the two are both quite attractive in their own right, though quite baby-faced.
"I suppose you two are my clients," you say. "Come in."
The girl, Daria, barges past her brother into the room. Darius, the boy, gives you an apologetic look, then walks past you. Daria is already on the bed. She's shed her clothes, discarding them to the floor. She has a somewhat boyish appearance, with smaller breasts and slimmer hips than you'd expect of someone her age.
"Come on!" Daria shouts. "You're on the clock. Don't waste our time."
You move up to the bed, lifting up the ruffles of your dress to expose your lower half. You climb on top of Daria, and softly kiss her neck. You hear her nervous breaths in your ear, as her legs wrap around you. You line up your meat with her hole.
"Not yet," she whispers. "We always said we'd lose it together... at the same time."
You understand. You'll just have to wait for Darius to muster his courage. You look over your shoulder. He's eyeing your shapely rear. It's more womanly than his sister's. You can see the tent in his trousers. Whatever his worry, he isn't struggling to get it up.
"Your sister's waiting," you say, making your voice as soft and feminine as you can.
Darius nods, then approaches. He pulls his trousers down, revealing a rod heftier than even yours. As he discards the rest of his clothes, you begin to tingle in anticipation. You look at his body. It's much more masculine than yours. He's even grown a little hair on his pecs. Out of the three of you, your body is the most feminine, aside from your six-inch cock. This seems to relax Darius, as he begins to get a grip on what he's doing. He climbs on the bed with you and his sister, planting himself behind the two of you. He pushes the head of his cock against your opening. Being partly elven, you're much more malleable down there than a human like Darius would be. It'll still be a snug fit, but your behind has never needed lube to have a good fucking.
"I want you to moan like a girl," Darius says.
"I am a girl," you reply. "Now, fuck my pussy."
Darius squeezes his meat into you. You make sure to let out a girlish moan to please him. As his cock fills you up, you make your move on his sister, thrusting slowly in to her virgin hole. You listen to her groan, and imitate her for her brother's pleasure. Darius climbs on top of you, and begins thrusting in and out of your tight boy-pussy. Meanwhile, you mirror his movements, plunging in and out of his sister at the inverse of him. As he thrusts in to you, you move your ass up to meet him. As he pulls back for another thrust, you slam your cock deep into his sister. The both of you keep going, dicking deep into the person below you. Daria moans softly into your ear, while her brother grunts above you. You feel your balls begin to clench. You want to cum, but you've learned how to control yourself. Without relenting in your thrusting, you hold back your climax. Without warning, Darius begins to get a little rougher with you. He puts his hands around your neck. He squeezes the sides, allowing you to breathe, but still restricting your airways somewhat. His sister smiles as she see his fingers around your throat. She takes ahold of your neck as well, her fingers with his and her thumbs lightly pressing your Adam's apple.
"God, that's so hot..." she mutters, her words nearly blending together into one continuous stream of sound. "Are you our little bitch?"
You nod.
"She's a good little bitch," adds Darius. "I wanna fill her so bad."
"I'm nearly there, Dari. Just hold on a... ah... a second."
You pick up the pace a little, and so does Darius to keep up. With their hands around your neck, it becomes too much of a hassle to swallow; you begin drooling a little. Some misplaced dribble finds Daria's face. It seems to trigger something in her. She begins to buck he hips against you, her face scrunching up.
"I'm cumming!" she shouts. "Dari, I'm cumming!"
On cue, Darius begins to fill your boy-pussy with his seed. It's like a flood, thick white coating your insides. You burst your banks as he does, and begin pouring out your sterile seed into Daria's womb, continuing to fuck her as you do. Daria squeals at the sensation, and you feel her walls tighten around your member until you're done thrusting. The twins let your neck go. Darius slumps down on your back, his dick still in your boy-pussy with his cum dribbling down. Your own cum drizzles from Daria, staining your bed as it reaches the sheets. You all just lay there, like some sort of erotic sandwich. It's strangely peaceful, but that just might be the orgasm talking. You feel your eyelids getting heavy.
Do you…
