⋆˚꩜｡ 18+, Maul having two dicks, pierced cocks, rough sex, mean maul, use of the word slut, double penetration, anal, full nelson, man handling, doggy style, praising, degrading, fem reader. Reader getting fucked on the couch. My requests are open⋆˚꩜
You couldn’t believe it. Sex with Maul was fucking amazing, but now that you’re taking both of his thick cocks, it can’t get better than this. There’s no way. Your zabrak lover has your back against his chest as he holds you in a full nelson. Head lolling back against his shoulder, your tummy bulging from how deep he is. Your slick coating your inner thighs as the rest rolls down his shafts, and coating his heavy balls.
“So fuckin’ greedy, look at you. You really were eager.”
Maul mumbles out. Already so drunk and gone off of you, that words are just falling from his lips. At the beginning, he always thought you were just talking big as no woman before you was ever able to handle double penetration. They all talked a big game but by the time their panties were off, most of them shied away. Realizing they were in deeper than they intended.
But here you were, defying the odds. Your pretty pussy sucking him in, while your ass squeezed around him like a vice. His tips, already so sensitive from the way you were sucking on them prior has him falling apart with every thrust. Your gummy walls were so warm, causing your usually composed lover to lose all restraint. He tightened his grip on your smaller frame before his thrusts picked up in speed. Gargled screams escape your throat as he forces himself even deeper.
You felt Maul shift, but it wasn’t until your face was mushed against the couch that you realized he flipped you, his movements had slowed down enough that he was able to manipulate you into a new position without pulling out. Just for his pace to pick right back up again.
“You’re so easy for me huh? Taking all of me like a slut. Underestimated you.”
He grunts out, the sentence breaking up slightly when he feels you pulse around him. Maul always enjoyed keeping up with how many times you cum around him, wanting to one up it the next time he’s buried in your walls, but this time, he’s lost count. Your hands are gripping the couch cushions like a life line, trying to keep yourself steady as he ruts into you.
“Fuck baby fuck, can’t get enough of you, ‘m gonna.”
Maul stumbles out, his pace is erratic, wanting to get one more orgasm out of you as he chases his own high. The second your tight holes spasm, his movements halt, forcing himself, as well as the bulbous knots at the base of his cocks, all the way in. Causing you to squirm, trying to get away from the oncoming overstimulation.
He growls, a warning. You’re so full, it’s overwhelming. Soft whines fall from your lips as he paints your walls white. Thick ropes spurt out, coating your insides. His cocks twitching faintly as the last of his orgasm crashes over him.
“You better not pass out on me. ‘M not done with you.”
His next goal is for you take both in one hole…
