Fact Attack Trio

Its rare to not have something going on in the Fact Attack household, even at nighttime there's always something amis wether it be something as mundane as someone sleepwalking or something more serious like a nightmare. Though, tonight was different. No one had gone to bed quite yet, the four of you piled up in Lightbulb's room, cuddling one another and idly chatting about whatever any of you could think of whilst sharing loving affections such as kisses and soft touches.

As the chatter continued, so did the flow of topics, said topics eventually bleeding into questions sparked by the relationship you all hold so dear, and soon enough dipping into rarely touched upon territories for the polycule. Of course, sex is not a new topic, speaking about both romantic and sexual boundaries was a first and foremost for the four of you and there had always been plenty of playful teasing, but the talk never went past teasing and important talks. The conversation dies down as the atmosphere thickens with a sort of awkward interest before a question breaks the silence, a near inaudible question from the Martain herself.

"How... would we even have sex? Position-wise?" The question is loud in the otherwise silent room, striking a bout of thinking from those settled on the bed. Facty opens their mouth to blurt out an answer before backtracking to think again, Lightbulb flushing hard a bright pink-red tint shining from his head as he peers around at anything but his three partners. It isn't a question they've ever thought to ask, not one they thought they'd need an answer to despite how important the question is regarding their sex-lives. Martain tilts her head slightly, awaiting an answer that never seems to come until Lightbulb pipes up himself.

" Maybe... we should find out? "

Lightbulb is huge and its so much more obvious with him stuffed deep into you. His head is lowered, tucked into your shoulder as heaving breaths and low moans of pleasure filter from his lips. He keeps his hips as still as he possibly can as he waits for you to get comfortable. His hands rest on your hips holding you down on his length, firmly but not hard enough to truly restrain or harm.

In front of you, well, more pressed up against your front is Martain, two of her hands wedged under Lightbulb's on your hips while the other two wrap around your shoulders. Shes buried her head in your chest, her warm breath washing across your skin as her loud keening moans revertabrate through the room, her dual tentacle cocks and her wet cunt pressing and rubbing up against your gentials.

Facty kneels behind her, their hair sticking to their cheeks and forehead as they gradually press the rest of their length into her backside, their teeth clenched as they rut forward gently, yet just enough to stuff the rest of the length inside. Their chest heaves with uneven heavy breathing, though their hands ever so softly run up and down Martain's sides to relax her into the sudden fullness. Its no easy feat, not with Martain's smaller size, though its not a thought you get to dwell on for too long with the pleasure fogging up your brain.

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