"A random chapter from a work in progress. I figure I will have more enthusiasm if I see that there is an audience for it. I tried this 5 months ago, maybe I'll have better luck this time. Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Amy, Shadow, Blaze, and Silver are in a confined location and mature themes ensue. That's right: a sevensome. If anyone asks, this is a thought experiment in disinhibition."
In February, I changed my name to Yay Darkness and published the first 7000-or-so words of a story I titled Warlockry. When it got no feedback, I took it down and changed my name back to what it used to be. Here I have a future chapter, specifically the fourth. My goal was initially to keep it up for a few weeks to gauge FFnet Sonic fans' enthusiasm for carefully crafted discourse on disinhibition in Sonic characters, but now I feel confident enough to keep it up indefinitely.
I will emphasize again that this is M-rated stuff. I consider myself tasteful, but I can see how one could consider it vile. Avoid this if you take offense to the the thought of Sonic characters having sex in a somewhat depressing situation.
R &/or R
Chapter 4
"Of course we're still here," Sonic groaned upon awaking. No part of him was surprised. He wasn't confident in his perception of time anymore, but it had to be at least days, if not weeks. The situation was not changing. At this point, sex was for entertainment as much as it was for escape. No, more so: their hope was painful, no plans worked, so they had stopped seeing their purpose as a means to freedom. Now, they knew they were supposed to, and it was diverting enough to keep their minds off being imprisoned. The dreadful thought occurred to Sonic that they were falling into place as the voice's pawns. They were learning helplessness and becoming docile sex toys.
Desperation to escape that dread overtook his reason. They were all corrupted now, so their genitals were constantly on display. He noticed with some humor that he was experiencing morning wood for the first time. He loomed over his nearest friend, Amy Rose, whose behind greeted him while she lied atop her most recent partner, Tails, who was cuddled with her so cutely that his cock stayed firmly within her where he left it. Sonic wetted his wood with an autofellatic maneuver. He smirked as he poised his wood against her unoccupied entrance, leaning against her quills. He breathily murmured, "Amy," before pressing into her.
Amy yelped. Knowing as soon as she was lucid that she was being surprise fucked by Sonic, she was tickled. Indeed, it could be said she was waking up on the right side of the bed. Tails in turn awoke to her vocalization to find that he was unwittingly involved in a threesome. He had the same despair hangover that Sonic was combating. His solution was to capture Amy's lips against his and stiffen to a usable girth. Within a few moments the pink hedgehog was being doubly penetrated, her moans being intercepted by Tails' tongue. Sonic's smirk grew to a grin. Ah, what was he worried about, again?
Knuckles sat, roused, in the ruins of the orgy, the other three non-sexing members beside him. After a moment's thought he pointed; "Sonic is good."
Blaze saw that he pointed with only one finger. The wistful tragedy of his using only one finger to point struck her hard. They'd been there so long he was used to not wearing boxing gloves. She looked at her own hand, considering whether it would take acclimating to return to wearing her regal gloves. The sound of a particularly attractive moan caught her attention, and suddenly the introspection she was having toward her hand took on a licentious dimension. She surmised they were all torn between mind-numbing sex and pointless misery. She shut her eyes to block out the dark thoughts and began to stroke her clitoris.
Silver was in Shadow's lap. The wet sound of Blaze's pleasure brought him to full mast. However, Shadow had something else in mind, his arms enwrapping the younger hedgehog with an unusually gentle kiss. Silver was too transfixed to give much thought to his suspicion that Shadow was preparing an ambush of some kind. Silver mused that perhaps Shadow had lost track of his own scheme after moments passed with only their deepening kiss and no nefarious surprises. The adorable thought compelled him to hold him closer, releasing a moan he could be sure Shadow didn't mean to share.
Sonic opted for slow strokes to contrast Tails' quicker pace. He sensed the others awakening in a sexual sense and found it greatly gratifying. In sex, he felt exalted, like a god. He could not see himself as a plaything when others willingly humiliated themselves before him. Before, he couldn't understand why Blaze and Shadow were so hell-bent on ruling, like their sevensome was some kind of monarchy. Heptarchy? Now he saw very clearly the unique joy of being first among them. He rolled his hips faster to match and then exceed Tails' tempo.
Knuckles reclined, supported casually by one arm. He compared the one-, two-, and threesomes before him. Whether and which to join. A whimsical warpath entered his mind. He knew by then that the others were trying to cast bondage over him, drive him into submission. He answered to no one. With this noble yet deviant sentiment, he descended upon Blaze, shocking her with fluttering-open eyes as he kissed her. He rubbed his knuckles against her moist vulva, concocting within her a brew of emotions: surprise, some hybrid experience of apprehension and promiscuity, and a touch of fear, as she had never seen his fists do anything constructive. Thus, the seven became two pairs and a pile, and Knuckles had set about conquering them beginning with her majesty.
Amy neared climax from being filled by the boys beneath and behind her. Suddenly, Tails whispered a change of plans to her, and before she could express her disdain at being denied her rightful stimulus, the fox withdrew from her and, using his tails, swiftly grasped and pulled Sonic downward onto his slick erection. Sonic was stopped in his tracks, so to speak, fully depriving her of the pleasure she was making use of. Driven by smirking vengeance, Amy pulled away from her final penetrator, rolling to the wayside of her friends' androphilic coupling. She slipped her tongue into Tails' mouth, granting the confused boy understanding of her machinations by then placing her behind onto his face. He did not hesitate in setting upon her still-expanded and sensitive anus. She shrieked at his unexpected fervor.
Sonic could not resist pushing the limits of their new configuration by leaning forward enough to taste Amy's pussy. Tails did not allow him to hinder his fucking, instead demonstrating great dexterity by holding Sonic's hips firmly with his tails and Amy's legs with his hands. He was making it clear he was the mastermind, and even orgiastic mavericks would be subject to his schemes. Sonic found his advanced methodology adorable. With Amy desperately holding onto him for his tongue to bring her ever closer to her favorite thing (orgasm via him) and the mastermind himself's twitch-prone thrusts into what Sonic could reasonably assume was his favorite orifice, he knew that he was first among them even as he submitted and pleased them.
Shadow could sense Silver's growing jealousy in light of Knuckles' actions. They discussed a simple quid pro quo arrangement, sending them out of one another's intimacy and into a formation to intercept the campaign Knuckles was conducting. Said echidna was still carefully and effectively masturbating Blaze. She moaned with shuttered eyes as she continued to refuse to think logically. Unbeknownst to her, Silver settled in a yogic, detemined pose near her and across from Knuckles, his hands charging with the quintessential psychokinetic green glow. Knuckles failed to notice Silver's witchery as Shadow assaulted him with the perturbance of an aggressive but not unloving kiss.
Amy found release bestowed by the oral prowess of her hero, honorable mention extending to their adorable mastermind. She lost her grip both on her motives and more literally on her precise position in the threesome. She fell gracefully onto her side, the fuzzier thoughts in her head not amounting to anything in the way of wherewithal to intercede further between Sonic and Tails.
Tails lost track of his master plan once he had begun filling Sonic. Now he basked in the warm thoughtlessness of climax, his cares like old gods, far away and forgetful. Sonic pressed their lips together, bringing him partway out of his stupor. It was clear Sonic was unsated with how he dominated Tails' tongue in their largely one-sided kiss. Tails remembered more of what was being thought by the version of him prior to his orgasm. He reached a hand out to Amy, caressing her during his kiss with her hero as if to assure her they did not forget about her. Noticing this, Sonic transferred his affections from Tails to Amy, the ensuing homing attack catching her off-guard. Tails wiped his mouth with a smirk of delighted compersion. A yelp from Knuckles forced his attention toward their seven-minus-three-equals-foursome.
Shadow bit Knuckles' lip when his vocalization sent his mouth agape. He heard an uncharacteristically sinister chuckle from Blaze as she used the new ability Silver managed to give her. Honestly, Shadow was impressed that Silver didn't accidentally maim her with his magical upgrading of her vagina to a psychokinetic penis (upgrading in Shadow's opinion; he wouldn't want a vagina). Knuckles was pulled against Blaze as she penetrated him. Shadow allowed their kiss to end, seeing that his diversion was a success. His predatory instinct kicked in as he realized Tails was spectating, alone. He grinned wickedly before swiftly joining his young friend.
Blaze didn't need to try to avoid thinking existentially anymore. She had felt the interior of Knuckles before, but only with her finger, and now her loyal subject Silver enabled her to demonstrate supremacy over her sudden rival in an exciting new way. She turned Knuckles to look into his eyes. He put his hands around her face and kissed her, clearly an attempt to regain proverbial footing in their power struggle. However, her assumption that it was an empty gesture and not a distraction was called into question as he used his superior strength to roll them into a position wherein he could grab the standing Silver by the ankle and compromise his standing status. Blaze firmly maintained her staked claim to Knuckles' ass, but failed to come to Silver's defense. Knuckles had pivoted on her new member to cover Silver, who, lying supine, desperately sustained Blaze's erection. Knuckles evened the field with a smirk as he thrust into the psychic hedgehog.
Amy sucked the length of Sonic's needily twitching erection as the nearby pair-off developed. Tails was back on his back, Shadow atop him, his mouth on the fox's neck in an affectionate and intimidating display. Amy took her mouth off of Sonic, a trail of saliva sparkling briefly before dissipating, and maintained a hand-based stimulus as she whispered into Tails' fuzzy ear. Tails seemed to receive the message in spite of Shadow's distractingly pleasing onslaught. Amy returned to her task, truly enjoying Sonic's torment as she carefully kept him from climax, just as she had to Shadow during her first fellatio, but now even more effectively. Sonic moaned and sweated, no thoughts at all forming in his mind.
Shadow felt Tails' hands push his head downward in what he interpreted as an impatient and desperate gesture. Shadow obliged gladly, moving farther until he was able to touch his nose to the tip of Tails' erection. He did find it peculiar he could recognize Sonic's scent on it, and even more peculiar that knowledge's consequent positive influence on his arousal. He engulfed Tails' relatively petite length with fervor, causing a gratifying and shrill moan from the boy. He heard the slurping sound of the fellatrix Amy tending to her audibly disheveled hero. Shadow could not remember a time when this was not normal, and surely he could not recall ever wanting anything else.
Knuckles could feel Silver's erection rubbing against his abdomen with the rhythm of his domination, which was determined by the rhythm of Blaze's domination of him. If he could make Silver lose focus, then Blaze would lose her implement, and he could return to his earlier plan of casting bondage over her majesty. It was far too difficult to strategize with something in his ass. Knuckles' hands pinned Silver's, but the outpouring of energy continued unimpeded. As a warrior, Knuckles was at a disadvantage to a spellcaster like Silver, so he had to extend his dominion over him somehow if he could hope to be successful in his campaign. He crushed his muzzle against Silver's, shudders from Blaze telling him she might not last much longer.
Sonic was at his absolute limit. With one last delving into the depth of Amy's mouth, he began his forceful ejaculation. The waves of pleasure crashed over him so strongly he could only moan, moan his emphatic approval. His hands lovingly grasped Amy's head as she made no motion away from his emission. He stroked her hair in perfect absentmindedness as she dutifully swallowed every drop. When the aftershocks ebbed, he simply fell lax, as did his softening penis. He smiled warmly when Amy made it clear she did not intend to stop, instead continuing to run her lips and tongue against him, careful not to overstimulate his sensitive glans. If she was trying to make him fall in love with her, she was doing quite a lot to that end.
Tails' refractory period had ended and Shadow brought him to full hardness. Tails had to debate momentarily whether to abide by Amy's suggestion or let Shadow bring him the rest of the way off. With a small groan, he withdrew from Shadow's mouth, sitting up to bring Shadow upward into a kiss. He brought Shadow's erection into his hand, stroking affectionately. He broke the kiss, bringing Shadow's attention to his opposite hand that pointed toward Amy's unoccupied genitals. Shadow clearly faced a dilemma, not dissimilar to Tails' own.
Amy took note of their delay and, with a gruff rolling of her eyes, shouted, "Fuck me!"
Shadow stopped short of a fit of laughter. He gladly positioned behind her, teasing her by passing his glans along her labia and cleft. He rocked forward without penetrating, bringing a grin to his face as she moaned needily. He took great pleasure in reminding her how much she wanted him. It meant, in his mind, that her loyalty to Sonic was not so exclusive, or even that Shadow was her true master. It was these thoughts of megalomaniacal dominance that distracted Shadow from Tails' aerial assault until the fox struck, bringing his unfulfilled arousal back in line with Shadow's muzzle. Shadow cut the foreplay with the female before him, sliding into her amidst moaned fanfare, so he could divert toward Tails the attention he deserved.
Silver was losing focus. Fortunately, Blaze was making no secret of the fact that she was getting close, so soon he would be able to discontinue his successful attempt at using his powers for sexual reasons. Knuckles was kissing him intensely, and Silver's mind was barely holding together with the echidna's onslaught. Silver moaned, nearly squeaking, as every dominating thrust drained his concentration. As his last drop of what-am-I-doing drizzled out of whatever (some organ that holds psychic resources), Blaze found release, accentuated by an outpouring of poorly-directed flame that spread from her hands across Knuckles' back. The napalm fizzled away within a moment and the burns similarly dissipated, but Knuckles was nonetheless distracted by what Silver had to deduce was an impressive level of pain.
"Yikes," Sonic said with a half-joking chuckle. Obviously, Knuckles would be okay, and Sonic doubted any psychological damage. Blaze hadn't done that before, so one could draw the conclusion that psychic orgasms were happenin'. As Amy's sphere of awareness no longer included his genitals, Sonic somersaulted to the landing zone of her majesty's collapse. He caught her in an embrace and she wasted no time in returning it with exceeding warmth. Sonic was not expecting the level of coziness that cuddling her brought—indeed, the threat of passing out loomed even nearer than it had when Amy had just satisfied him. She snuggled him; he smiled, figuring that she wasn't worried about missing out on anything, so he wasn't either.
Knuckles grunted deeply and loudly. Were it not for his pain tolerance, the grunt would have been more a blood-curdling scream. But whereas his enthusiasm was not dampened, he surely could in no way recollect was his plan was. Did he have a plan? Or was this one of those rare no-plan orgies? Regardless, it was abundantly clear was his task at hand was: Silver the Hedgehog. Knuckles lifted his hands from Silver's, slowing his pace to a more intimate caress, thoroughly surprising the hedgehog with sudden gentleness. Knuckles slipped his tongue between Silver's lips, using his strong arms to bring them closer together. Silver moaned, clearly not at all sure how to take this. Just as Knuckles had, Silver threw his stratagems to the wind and instead put his heart into making love.
Amy was getting what she wanted, so she was comfortably back in a submissive position. She moaned with every breath, her head down upon folded arms as she braced against Shadow's pleasurable thrusts. She barely noticed the helicopter sound effect accompanying Tails' midair irrumatio. Said fox was having increasing difficulty exerting the effort and focus needed for flight while also being brought ever nearer climax. So close to being brought off, his tails were threatening to tangle—perhaps they could expect the cartoon sputtering sound of an engine failure. Tails was balanced between hovering and maneuvering into and out of Shadow's mouth, when suddenly Shadow took matters into his own hands, transferring a grasping appendage from Amy's hip to Tails' for leverage in more deep and rapid oral stimulation.
Tails experienced a parting in his stream of consciousness as pleasure overwhelmed his senses. Before he knew it, he began losing altitude, his tails no longer providing lift as he went crashing down. Shadow, smirking, swallowed audibly as he returned the whole of his malicious attention to Amy's vagina. Tails yelped when he met the ground—the impact was greatly cushioned by the affectionate pair-off of Sonic and Blaze beneath him, the former of whom pulled him into their embrace with a swift arm. He settled between them, his displeasure at a less than perfect demonstration of air supremacy turning to oblivious joy. He flopped his fluffy, tired tails atop Sonic, who lovingly and lustfully spooned against him. Blaze pressed his blushing face between her breasts, smiling bemused at his embarrassed giggle. Sonic chuckled, his expression then falling from entertained to licentious as he began to regain his erection from proximity to Tails' vulnerable tail hole.
"Faster!" Amy demanded. She was finding Shadow's teasing increasingly infuriating. In return she merely received a chuckle, a full withdrawal, and a satisfying yet slow tonguing of the genitals for which she had made abundantly clear she desired penetration. She kicked him back, far from full force, summoning her hammer as she further demanded "On your back!" and, in reply to his defiance, she violently struck the ground beside him; "Now!" The thrill from seeing him obey out of what seemed to be a genuine level of fear was more overwhelming than she could have expected, and before descending her needful vagina against his erection, she tossed her hammer away instead of more carefully tucking it away.
Tails squeaked at Sonic's intrusion; it seemed he was unable to resist the temptation. Blaze guided Tails' penis back to stiffness, his face still comfortably between her breasts. Despite this comfort with the status quo, his inventive mind could not help but disapprove of the uncouthness of their haphazard pile-on. He began seeing moves ahead in their chess game of love, designing a new machine with their bodies as cogs. His observations of their psychology, his included, allowed him to make inferences on their behavior, so he could know just how to most efficiently use them. He only had to keep his mind calculating, masterful. Blaze put forth a new challenge to this when, lifting her leg for proper access by his newly restored arousal, he became lucky pierre between the heroes of two worlds.
Knuckles and Silver moaned together in their product of a plot gone awry. Knuckles affectionately tended to Silver's erection, the pace he so carefully kept between the occupied hand and his hips growing unstable as he neared his end. Silver's voice echoed affirmation of his end, which was evidenced foremost by the forceful ejaculation by Knuckles' hand. With a few more thrusts given his undivided attention, Knuckles provided the remaining maneuvering necessary for his own release. Silver initiated Knuckles' withdrawal after only a few moments of respite. The aspiring warlord could tell from Silver's behavior pattern that he was eager to return to Blaze, whereas, Knuckles took note, not even Amy was so aggressively devoted to her unwitting fiancé. Silver was a powerful champion, but his modest aspiration meant he was not a primary target of Knuckles' campaign. As Silver gazed Blazeward, Knuckles turned his eye to Shadow.
Blaze felt Silver descend behind her. Tails took his face from her chest, casting Silver a wink, which Blaze took as a sign of his acknowledgement of Silver's impending claim of her ass. Instead, when Silver poised to fill the unoccupied orifice, Tails used his tails to pull Silver into a tighter embrace with Blaze's back, urging Silver's glans to align with his own. Accompanied by her silent scream of surprise at the novel pleasure, the two penetrated her vagina at once. However, the tightness was somewhat prohibitive, and the slickness of the members involved made a tradeoff rhythm challenging. She wasn't sure if it was his intention all along, or if said difficulty in simultaneous double penetration led him to pair her and Silver off, but after a few moments of this, Tails withdrew fully from the genital jamboree and kissed her goodbye. His smirk told her he had everything under control—which was both comforting and ominous.
Sonic enjoyed the fucking of his friend, zen, no expectations and no regrets. He also was unaware of said friend's intentions, but since Sonic wasn't about to miss out on anything, and whatever Tails had in mind would surely benefit him, being aware of it wouldn't be worth the attention. The perks of being a beloved king, as it were. Thus, it was nothing more than a pleasant surprise when Tails turned their pile-on into another pair-off shortly before withdrawing Sonic from him and repositioning to straddle Sonic. Tails returned Sonic's erection into his ass, proceeding to demonstrate extraordinary ability in bottoming from the top. Sonic felt himself nearing his end quickly, and, seemingly sensing this, Tails ended the copulation. Sonic welcomed the next development in Tails' plan, and was not disappointed, as Tails began to fellate him, and gestured toward the mating hedgehogs. Sonic smirked. With such a cunning advisor, it was as if thought was wholly unnecessary.
Shadow was visibly biding his time for a gap in Amy's armor, leisuring for the time being beneath her might. This served Knuckles quite well; he need only exploit Shadow's tactical weakness. He failed in his sneak attempt when he tripped over the damn hammer, as his eyes were met by Shadow's. Despite this, Shadow made no attempt to reconfigure his defenses, instead opting for a come-hither gesture to beckon Knuckles further. The arrogance, Knuckles was sure, meant Shadow felt confident they were all his pawns regardless. Knuckles did intend to disappoint his accommodating rival. En route to wielding his penis before Shadow's face, Amy pulled him for a surprising kiss.
Amy, willingly obfuscating her awareness of the situation by trading a deepening lingual exchange with Knuckles amid her dominant fuckery with Shadow, was unprepared for Sonic's invasion. On her left side, contralateral from Knuckles, Sonic embraced her and went about lovingly mouthing her neck and showering kisses upon her. She broke the kiss with Knuckles to share one with Sonic. As Knuckles began to depart, she grabbed him once again with a new smooch, making him chuckle; she was obviously drunk with power. Indeed, as she shifted somewhat clumsily and salivally between the willing mouths of the boys, she was a very happy hedgehog with newfound aspirations of world domination.
Just as Shadow was beginning to claim the authority lost by Amy's foolish (to him) inattentiveness, increasing the strength of his thrusts from beneath, Tails helicoptered atop his chest with a giddy smile. Tails was not expecting to be so excited to be getting back to Shadow after that propulsion system failure. Shadow warmly invited Tails' kiss, however offering only a portion of the focus he was giving Amy's vagina. Tails squeaked as Amy grasped his hips, pretending with a giggle to be threatening him with a penis or penis-like implement—if only Silver were interested in imbuing her with one.
Sonic could tell that Shadow's efforts were close to paying off in full based on Amy's growing distraction and her gasps of pleasure. With a devious smirk, he decided to reclaim the girl, but certainly not to fully deprive his beloved rival of her. Sonic patted Tails' ass in a signal to drive the fox from straddling Shadow to cuddling his side, all without breaking the kiss. Sonic positioned before Amy, his tail pointed in the direction of Shadow's increasingly dubious expression, his sidelong glance attempting to assess the faker's game. Amy completely forgot about Knuckles' existence when Sonic poured his full charm into his kiss with her. With a skilled pelvic manipulation, Sonic in one fluid motion withdrew Shadow from her, redeposited him in her ass (earning a very surprised moan from the girl), and thrust himself into her vagina. Fortunately, there were plenty of fluids in play for lubrication.
Silver and Blaze had shifted from the lazy dog position to a proper standing doggy fashion. Silver was torn between the infinite urge to demonstrate his psychokinetic powers to her sexually and the equal-and-opposite fear at the prospect of failing in the demonstration, as he was sure the consequences of either would be spectacular. Seeing her dominant form submitting before him was more than his ego could handle, however, tilting his dilemma in favor of scifi thaumaturgy. He cracked his knuckles and charged his hands with energy, focusing the energies on his penis as he withdrew; lo, he was not penily penetrating, but he had not withdrawn, because tentacles! What right did the others have to think themselves gods, when only Silver was demonstrably divine?
Blaze sensed something was amiss—in a good way, she hoped. When the sensation of being filled vaginally was paired with the feeling of being filled anally when only one man was satisfying her, she found her sudden frightful hope that Silver knew what he was doing being overshadowed by the pleasure his magics granted her. A dual enwrapping of her waist and torso drew her aloft. She was brought to face him, and she could tell he was trying hard not to look overwhelmed. She could only hope that he wouldn't try to show off and overdo it—this hope was betrayed when he summoned forth a fifth, sixth, and seventh appendage to claim her hands and mouth. She was given a full fulfillment of potentially occupied surfaces and orifices, both impressing her (in that this went on for some time with no calamity) and claiming all her remaining attention.
Knuckles sensed something crazy happening behind him. Turning to witness the crazy shit taking place, he commented with an indicating gesture, "Silver's good," before turning back and presenting his erection to the making-out hedgehog and fox. Without missing a single beat they incorporated it into their oral play. Tongues presented, they made an erotic show of mirroring one another along his shaft. Part of Knuckles was dumbfounded that any version of any of them would ever not want this. He thrust into Shadow's mouth, and then Tails', finally settling between Shadow's lips as Tails lifted to claim Knuckles' against his own. His helicopter tails gave him a burst of lift into Knuckles' powerful arms, thereafter serving for balance as Tails clung fully to his friend's body. This gave him an excellent vantage for keeping track of the progress of their neighbors, the final pair-off.
Amy truly believed she was happy before this. But now that she was being pleasured vaginally by her hero and FUTURE HUSBAND (she hadn't stopped yet to consider if that still made any sense to her, what with the infinite polyamorous orgy and all), after being first anally attended to, then also orally occupied, and, in addition, able to reciprocate orally upon him, it could be nothing but clear as day to everyone concerned that they, she and he, were the one true pairing, and that they—she and he—were nothing short of their ruling dyad, their king and queen. (It is amazing the things someone thinks when the endorphins really start flowing; basically the mad ramblings of an addict.)
Shadow and Sonic were playing nice, cooperating for a smooth rhythm as they doubly penetrated Amy. Shadow also played nice with Knuckles, only giving him a fraction of the ferocity he felt was warranted. They would pay for putting him in this position, he was sure, like a dangerous animal being caged by cuddly creatures who know not what they do. As he thought about the vengeance he would wreak upon them, his ensuing cackle was heard as more of a gurgling chortle from around Knuckles' erection. It was annoying, therefore, that he was getting so close to his end, and that the tightness of Amy's ass was so effectively disarming his sex ninja defenses.
Blaze was making no secret that her burning passion was close to being quenched. That made it all the more frustrating to Silver that he was nearly out of stamina, not only because of the raw energy this magic trick took but also because Blaze was amazing at sex and he felt what was happening to his various ephemeral extensions of his erection. He tried to manifest an additional appendage, unable to come to the more rational conclusion that more tentacles were NOT the answer, but failed, revealing that his limit was seven. That vainglorious but small bungling was a domino in a decidedly more disastrous chain of calamities, being the sudden fading of the power emanating from his hands, followed by the dissipation of all that which sprung energetically from his genitals.
Just as it was exciting and novel to experience a full outfit of tentacle pleasure, it was similarly interesting to experience its sudden and utter failure. Blaze began to sense that Silver's track record of not dropping her out of midair was going to be marred when the tentacles in her hands, mouth, vagina, and ass lost rigidity. She was so close, so very close, yet as she collapsed on the thankfully soft ground and caught Silver's also-collapsing form against hers, she could not feel animosity toward him. He looked at her cautiously, clearly afraid, but was pleasantly surprised to see her grin. Still eager to please despite his own physical exhaustion, he kissed down her midline to cunnilinguize her. He had been right: both the demonstration and its failure were quite spectacular.
Spiraling caudal propellers took Tails suddenly from his embrace with Knuckles to Blaze's ear. As he whispered her part to her, she could not help but laugh. True, Tails was a talented adviser who had the best ideas, and she felt true, emphatic love for him, but he was also transparently biased and was a rival to her supremacy in his own right. She nonetheless considered it as she looked past her breasts to the boy orally satisfying her. She was suddenly caught off-guard by proximity to climax, as though a threshold had been breached, so she halted him. Looking toward the foursome, she made the decision that, although Sonic was right earlier in thinking she was not afraid of missing anything—at least at the time—this was an opportunity for which she would prefer full lucidity.
Amy leaned against Sonic's strong frame as her hero and his rival attended in the membership of her pleasure. Her ferocious desire to dominate Shadow lingered, so, anally, she held and massaged his desperate erection to the best of her ability. The effort was paying off, as Shadow's moaning struggle was even more audible than her own sung celebration of flesh. Shadow began his begrudging yet no doubt infinitely gratifying orgasm with several spurts of ejaculation into her rectum. She felt accomplished. With a grin amid gasps, she held him tightly even as his rigid, spasming penis threatened to soften. Suddenly, she felt him forcibly withdraw, and in his place was shoved something girthier and more solid, something that shocked and overwhelmed her. Her compromised balance dominoed against Sonic's, and he crashed onto his back (where Shadow was not), Amy still atop him in his loving grasp.
With one part guilt and many more parts perverse joy, Tails saw to the implementation of the handle of Amy's hammer in the way no one ever intended. He carefully ensured the breadth was not excessive and that the depth did not prod too deeply. An actual tool within their fuzzy sex machine seemed so obvious to him that the opportunity could not be missed.
Shadow was disoriented not only by his long-delayed and powerful climax but also by his abrupt repositioning by Blaze's hand. He had been pulled from beneath Amy and Sonic so as to lie beneath her majesty and her lackey (Shadow's harsh judging of Silver is purely situational, given that he does have actual love for him). He perceived via his rapidly improving cognition that Knuckles, who was at the moment searching for something to put his penis in, had been left high and dry, and that the echidna's ambitions could be used to Shadow's advantage in the present situation. He gathered the remainder of his scattered focus and entered a spin dash, taking Blaze and Silver aback, in order to quickly bound from his less useful position to Knuckles' vicinity. Thinking with his dick prevented Knuckles from very effectively defending against Shadow's advance, but fortunately Shadow seemed to be on his side this time.
As Shadow entered a collision course between his genitals and Blaze's own, and Knuckles leapt into a trajectory that would land him at her backside, the question of whether she should cover herself entered her mind. She could not tell if it would be unsporting, or if it mattered—this hesitation meant Knuckles had his vengeance, his penis entering her anus just as hers had his. She moaned involuntarily and welcomingly, not inherently opposed to the ravishment but still defiant. Rather than doubling over, she jutted her ass out for a more comfortable angle of penetration and found his hands to place them over her breasts. She led him into the suggestion that he would be allowed to retain dominance, before betraying this false sense of security by sweeping his feet and bringing them to the ground.
Silver intercepted Shadow's course with a brief force field that allowed him to enter Shadow's intimate space before Shadow could enter Blaze's. Shadow expected some manner of violence, or violent insertion, but received an underwhelming display of affection from the younger hedgehog. It was as though Silver was reaching into Shadow's heart and clasping his hands around Shadow's residual desire to rest. Shadow resisted momentarily but allowed himself to indulge. Silver was too fucking sweet, in Shadow's opinion. He snapped out of it when he heard Knuckles' moan at Blaze's prowess. She had her back to him who claimed her backside; this struck Shadow as an invitation, wittingly or no, as his eyes met hers. He then stroked Silver to full hardness and drew one of Silver's hands to his ass, thereby issuing his own invitation, one that Silver did not intend to pass up.
Knuckles had fallen by Tails' side, his lips within kissing distance. Seeing the fox's neglected, twitching erection, Knuckles took it lovingly in his hand and administered stimulation. Tails glanced back at Amy and the hammer he was fucking her with, knowing it would be less than responsible to divide his attention. His thoughts were disrupted when Knuckles brought Tails' erection into his mouth. Tails stifled a moan, groaning nonetheless, intent on not harming Amy. It was then that he noticed an ephemeral tendril approaching him, it and two others having apparently been conjured by a mischievous psychokinetic.
Shadow had previously had, at any given moment, between zero and one objects of penile dimensions in his mouth, and always going from the outside of his body toward the inside. It was for those reasons that Silver's decision upon entering his ass to create three psychokinetic tentacles through Shadow's body and out his mouth seemed extremely strange. If he'd ever had three penises in his mouth before, then maybe Shadow would know what to do with his tongue or other fellatio-related mouth parts. Being that he did not, he opted to do his best to ignore it, and focus nearly entirely on fucking Blaze. The cat in question could not help but laugh at the weirdness of being ravished by a hedgehog with three shimmering cocks coming from his mouth. Shadow then intensified his efforts and turned her laughter to moans, which he preferred.
Sonic was carefully plateauing, intent on staying in Amy as long as he could. There was something odd about being joined in a girl by the handle of a hammer, because even through her membranes, it very clearly had texture unlike another fellow's penis. Sonic was worried at first, but his trust in Tails was well-placed, as she seemed to enjoy it as well as Shadow, if not more. It was becoming Sonic's style to ignore his surroundings during sex; this was a liability in this situation, as he did not sense Silver's tentacle until it was already forcing its way into Sonic's ass. Sonic was curious what was fucking him at first, he really was, but when the tentacle found his prostate, it could have been the handle of a hammer for all he cared.
Knuckles knew immediately what to make of the sudden sense of penetration. Just as he had found vengeance in Blaze's ass, so also did Silver find it in his. He was suddenly having a much harder time of sucking Tails with any kind of rhythm. He switched back to masturbating his friend when the tentacle became unexpectedly pleasurable, striking and rubbing against his prostate with unspeakable effectiveness. Between Silver and Blaze, he would not last long, which flew in the face of his ambition. He had to make them climax first.
Those were indeed the thoughts that existed in Knuckles' mind for a few moments. These processes were disrupted when he heard the shouted rapture of Amy Rose, joined thereafter by a more subdued but still quite audible announcement by Sonic. Tails withdrew the hammer, leaving Amy gaping, as he reentered Knuckles' mouth for the remaining stimulation he needed for his climax. Knuckles couldn't take it anymore, no matter how much he wanted to, his ejaculate shooting into Blaze. Silver's tentacle gave him strong aftershocks. He could not continue consciousness. In his final moments, he felt the tentacle dissipate.
The double-edged sword of Silver's power sent him spiraling toward his end. The psychokinesis ceased and he chaotically emptied into Shadow, his side experiencing the impact of the ground as he joined Sonic and Amy in post-coital bliss. Blaze knew Shadow had more in the way of defenses than she, being that she denied her orgasm from Silver earlier, and Shadow had only recently emerged from his refractory from the orgasm he had with Amy. She attempted to throw him onto his back, but he stood firm, and she felt the rapidly encroaching cessation of her ability to connive. She leaned into his ear and breathily moaned, deciding that begging, while demeaning, would bring him off.
She was correct. Hearing his rival from another world needing him, humiliating herself before him, was enough to bring his arousal to its final phase. He held her tighter and thrust harder, eager to win...win? Yes, win. Winning in this situation makes sense as a goal. He heard her cry out and he could not help but vocalize as well, their orgasms pooling, their pair-off the last to fall from their pile-on. Blaze vaguely remembered trying to forget something. Amid the power plays, the intercourse, and the magic, there was definitely something she didn't want to remember. She left the waking world with the accomplished feeling that she did successfully forget.
Forget that they were belongings and their purpose was sex. That was what was forgotten...at least until they would wake again.
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