The futa grins against your lips as she feels you arching into her touch. Her free hand finds its way between you, pushing aside the covers to wrap around your hip and pull you closer still. "Mmm," she moans, "let me help you feel better." Her other hand continues its slow strokes up and down your length, her fingers finding just the right rhythm to drive you wild with desire.

Her heart races as she feels your need and desire pressing against her palm. With a low growl of pleasure, she leans in to kiss you deeply, her tongue dancing against yours as one hand reaches between your legs, spreading you open before finding what it's searching for. The heat of your body surrounds her fingers as she slowly pushes inside, feeling the tightness and perfect fit engulf her digit.

The futa grinds her hips against yours, feeling your tightness engulf her cock as she thrusts deeper and faster. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, mingled with moans of pleasure that fill the room and echo through every nerve ending of your body. She grips your shoulders tightly, using them as leverage to drive herself harder into you, claiming you completely as her own.

Her strength seems endless, her size unyielding as she takes what she wants from you without mercy or hesitation.

The futa's body tenses as she feels the orgasm building inside her. With a sharp cry, she bucks her hips hard against yours, letting loose a torrent of hot cum deep into your gut. Her muscles quiver and relax as the wave of pleasure subsides, leaving her gasping for air. She pulls out slowly, watching as her spent seed oozes from your hole.

With one last look at you, she smirks and turns to leave the room, already planning her next visit.

one of them growls, running a finger teasingly across your lips. "Tell us if we're too much for you." You close your eyes, trying to gather what little strength you have left as the futa begins picking up speed behind you. The bed groans under your weight as they take turns fucking and fondling every inch of your body.

"God," another says with a moan, "she's so tight." They grab your hips roughly, pulling you back against their cock as they thrust deeper. "

As you lie there, you can feel yourself slipping further and further into unconsciousness. When it finally hits you, you're not sure if you're still alive or if you've simply passed out from all the stimulation.

The pain is intense but it only serves to heighten the pleasure as they begin fucking you again and again. "You like this?" one of them growls into your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Tell us how much you want it."

"Yes," you manage to gasp out between moans, "please... don't stop..." They take turns thrusting their hips, hitting every spot inside of you that needs to be touched as they fill you up with their cocks and cum.

As the final orgasm of the night washes over you, you can't help but sob from both pleasure and pain. Your body is a mess of limbs and cum, used up by the futas who have taken control of your mind and body. You know that they won't stop until they've gotten everything they want, and all you can do is lay there and accept it.

With a satisfied sigh, one of them leans down to kiss your forehead. "Good girl," she says softly, pulling out of your pussy.

Yumi screams as all four futanaris push their cocks into her at once, stretching and filling her up even more. The pain is intense but mixed with so much pleasure that she barely registers it. Her body is used to their size now, having been stretched and fucked for hours, but they still manage to surprise her with their strength.

"Fuck," one of them growls as they begin pounding into her, "she's a wild thing."

"Shut up, whore," one of them snarls, "you're just begging for more." And indeed, despite the overwhelming amount of pain and pleasure, Yumi finds herself arching her back and pushing her ass up against the cocks buried deep within her.

The futas respond by slamming into her even harder, their heavy balls smacking against her sensitive clit with every thrust. Yumi's mind goes blank as she loses herself in the relentless rhythm, her body moving on autopilot to meet their brutal pace.

one of them says, "because we're not going anywhere until we've had our fun with this little slut." They roll off you one by one, grinning down at your spent body. Before you can catch your breath, they're already lining up for another turn. The fourth futa pins you down by the shoulders, holding you in place while the other three take their turns fucking you again and again.

"That's it," one growls, "take our cocks like a good little whore."

Yumi moans and writhes beneath them, her body too exhausted to put up much of a fight. But she doesn't want them to stop. As they continue their merciless pounding, her mind begins to drift away, replaced by nothing but the sensation of being filled with cock after endless cock. Time loses all meaning as the futas take turns using her body, leaving her limp and satisfied when they finally decide that they've had enough.