“I’m telling you, it is so double penetration! You can’t possibly tell me this doesn’t count.’

“You know that’s not the intent. In human culture, “double penetration” is referring to a specific act where somebody is stuffed from both ends.”

“And that’s what we’re doing! We’re just doubling the doubling, which makes us twice as good as everyone else! What’s not to understand?”

Kassandra and Melonie had been going back and forth for a while. Their argument was going in circles, with neither one willing to back down. Tempers were still at a safe medium level. But they were dangerously close to escalating.

“Look, there’s no doubt that we’ve technically filled the requirement,” Melonie slowly explained. “We have double penetration involved. But you’ve added an extra unnecessary step, which detracts from the kink itself.”

“But the extra step still fits with the theme! Double penetration means double the penetration. Even if we’re going for a nuanced take, this works with the theme. Besides, the spirit of kinktober is that everyone puts their own unique spin on the prompt, and this is our spin on the prompt.”

Melonie pursed her lips, taking an uncharacteristic amount of time to consider her words. “I suppose that makes sense, but the spirit is also that everyone is using the same basis. If we put too much of a spin it starts to undermine the concept. What we have is double double penetration, which feels like a similar but categorically distinct idea.”

“What really counts as a distinct category though? So long as we keep the primary focus on the double penetration itself, it means that by definition we’re doing a good job. And besides, from what I can tell kinktober is all about experimenting and trying new things. If we’re not pushing the boundaries of what’s acceptable, why bother?” Kassandra let out a long sigh. “I don’t know. Ophelia, what do you think?”

Ophelia shuddered from atop the sybian, her entire body heaving with pleasure as the twin cocks pumped in and out of her cunt at a steadily increasing pace. A light sheen of sweat covered her body as she approached yet another orgasm. “I, uh, think what you’re doing is great and I want you to keep going.”

“Fair enough, I guess I can accept that.” Melonie turned to her other housemate. “April, you’re the expert on this, what do you think?”

‘MNNNNNFFGH!” April continued sucking on the tentacle in her mouth, bracing as it shot a fresh load of something hot and sticky down her throat. She was suspended in the air as another one ravaged her asshole, her erect cock flailing around as she was spitroasted.

“Good point. Alright, won’t fight you on this point.”