Novels by Vaspera Linnet

Chapter 3Mia’s POV.Without giving me a chance to protest further, Dylan pushed me back onto the bed, his hands firm on my shoulders as I landed on the messy sheets with a gasp. Kylan climbed right on with him, the twins working together like they shared the same filthy brain, their bodies hot and heavy as they pinned me down exactly where they wanted me. Dylan grabbed my thighs and shoved them wide apart, yanking my soaked shorts and panties roughly to the side so my dripping pussy was completely exposed. The second his hot tongue dragged up my slit he groaned loud into my cunt like he had been starving for it, licking hungrily through all the slick mess that had been pouring out of me, sucking my swollen lips into his mouth and then shoving his tongue deep inside my hole.“Fuck Dylan, slow down I can’t—oh my god!” I screamed, the sound tearing out of my throat raw and broken as his tongue fucked in and out of me, lapping up every drop of my juices while his nose rubbed against m

Chapter 2Mia’s POV.The sight of them hit me like a punch straight to the gut. Dylan and Kylan sat side by side on the edge of the guest bed, pants shoved down around their ankles, those thick veiny cocks standing straight up in their tight fists. Dylan’s cock was fat and heavy, the swollen head dark and shiny with precum that kept leaking out in thick clear strings every time he dragged his fist down the shaft and twisted at the base. His balls hung low and full, tight and drawn up a little from how worked up he was, the skin smooth and stretched. Kylan’s cock was just as nasty, maybe an inch longer, the vein running along the underside pulsing visibly every time he stroked up and pumped his fist over the head, smearing all that slippery precum around until his whole cock glistened wet in the flickering light from the TV. Both of them were breathing hard, low rough groans slipping out every few strokes while the loud porn on the screen kept filling the room with wet slapping sou

Chapter 1Mia’s POV.The phone rang right in the middle of my afternoon while I was trying to finish some work on my laptop. I picked it up and heard my mom’s voice, all cheerful like she was doing me a favor. “Mia, honey, your stepdad’s boys need a place to crash for a bit. Dylan and Kylan are home from college for the summer and the house is getting some work done. You’ve got the space, right? They won’t be any trouble.”I sighed but said yes because what else was I supposed to do? “Sure, Mom. Send them over. I’ll get the guest room ready.”By the time evening rolled around they were already there, bags dumped in the living room, laughing loud and filling the whole apartment with their energy. I tried to stay focused on my laptop at the kitchen table while they unpacked, but every few minutes one of them would stretch or bend over and I caught myself staring at the way their shirts pulled tight across their backs or how their shorts hugged the thick outline between their legs.

Chapter 6“Fuck me harder. I can take it. Slam it in deep. Pound my hole like you mean it. Make it loud. Make my ass clap on your cock every time you fuck in. I want to feel it tomorrow. Please.”Marcus’s eyes darkened and he gripped my hips tighter, his fingers digging bruises into my skin. He started thrusting up harder, faster, the pace turning rough and brutal. His heavy balls slapped against my ass with every thrust, the sound wet and sharp and constant. The van rocked with the force of it, the suspension creaking under us. His cock pounded into me deep and fast, the head battering my prostate on every stroke, making my own cock bounce and leak between us without being touched yet. Sweat covered both of us now, our skin sliding together slick and hot every time he drove up into me.“Yes! Just like that!” I cried out, loud moans spilling out with every thrust, not even trying to stay quiet anymore. “Harder! Faster! Your cock feels so good wrecking my hole. I can feel it stretc

Chapter 5He pulled his fingers out slowly, letting me feel every knuckle drag against my stretched rim on the way, the wet pop when they left me empty again. Then he brought those shiny dripping fingers up to my mouth. “Suck them clean. Taste how bad your hole wants to get fucked. Lick every bit of it off.”I opened my mouth and sucked his fingers in deep, tasting the mix of his spit and the faint musk of my own ass on them. It was nasty and it made my cock throb harder against his stomach, another thick drop of pre-cum soaking into the fabric. While I sucked he used his other hand to yank my shorts down my thighs hard, pulling them off one leg completely so they hung useless from my ankle. My cock sprang free, hard and red and dripping pre-cum in long sticky strings that landed on his shirt and ran down the front.Marcus spit directly onto his own cock, a thick glob that ran down the veiny shaft and over the fat head. Then he spit again right onto my hole, the warm spit hitting

Chapter 4Alex’s POV.Marcus’s words hung in the hot, stuffy air between us, his big hand still tight on my jaw, his cock throbbing thick and heavy right under my soaked shorts. My hole clenched on nothing, pulsing with this empty needy feeling that made my stomach twist with shame and something hotter. I could feel every inch of that fat ridge pressing up between my cheeks through the thin fabric, the heat of it burning against my hole every time I shifted even a little on his lap. My own cock was rock hard now, trapped in my shorts and leaking steady, the front of them already dark and sticky from everything that happened on the drive here. Sweat was starting to stick the back of my shirt to his chest under the blanket that was still half draped over us, though it did not hide much anymore.Marcus stared at me with those dark eyes, his thumb rubbing slowly over my bottom lip like he was thinking about shoving it in my mouth or making me suck on it. “You feel that, boy? My cock

Chapter 3He gagged once but did not pull off, just relaxed his throat and kept going while his fingers fucked my ass in the same rhythm as his mouth.The feeling of both at once was almost too much. His hot wet mouth sliding up and down my cock, spit pouring everywhere, and his thick fingers pumping in and out of my hole, rubbing that spot every time they pushed deep. My legs are shaking badly now. Sweat ran down my back and slid into the crack of my ass right where his fingers were working. I could hear everything – the wet slurping of his mouth, the slick sound of his fingers moving inside me, my own rough breathing and moans.“I am gonna cum Kai. Fuck I am gonna cum so hard if you keep doing that. Your fingers in my ass and your mouth sucking me like that… It is too much. Keep going. Suck every drop out of me. I want you to swallow it all.”He did not slow down. He sucked faster, his head bobbing with wet sounds, fingers pumping harder and deeper, rubbing that spot inside me o

Chapter 2Jax’s POV.Kai stayed on his knees right there between my spread legs, his dark eyes locked on my cock like it was the only thing in the room worth looking at. My cock stood straight up, thick and heavy, the head dark and swollen with a steady bead of precum forming at the slit and dripping down the shaft in a slow line that reached my balls. Sweat covered my bare chest and stomach from the late afternoon heat, running in thin trails down my skin and into the waistband of the shorts still tangled around one ankle. My hole kept clenching on its own, twitching like it already knew what was coming, and that made my face burn even hotter because I should not have been reacting like this to my own househelp.This is fucked up. He works here. He carries my laundry and cleans the kitchen. I should tell him to leave and lock the door behind him. I should pick up the script and focus on the lines like I was supposed to. But my cock is throbbing so hard it hurts and my balls feel

Chapter 1Jax’s POV.Late afternoon light slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my bedroom, turning the whole place into a fucking furnace even with the AC humming. I was sprawled shirtless on my king bed in nothing but loose gray shorts, the new script for Raw Exposure open on my lap, and my cock was already rock-hard and leaking like a desperate slut just from reading the first few pages. The scene was filthy—two guys going at it raw in a locker room, one pinning the other down and growling about filling his tight asshole until cum was dripping everywhere. My dick throbbed painfully against the thin fabric, the head smearing precum all over my thigh every time I shifted. Fuck, this dialogue is nasty as hell, I thought, trying to focus on the emotional beats like my director kept hammering, but all I could picture was getting bent over and pounded senseless.I kept reading anyway, voice low as I muttered the lines under my breath. “Yeah, take this fat cock, you greedy h

Chapter 4Mia’s POV.Mom twisted further in her seat, nose wrinkling as she sniffed the thick air in the cab again. “What’s smelling in here? It’s getting real strong all of a sudden, like… I don’t know, something musky and off.”My heart slammed so hard I thought it would give us away. Marcus’s fingers were still shiny with my cum on my inner thigh, and now his bare cock was out, thick and hot, the heavy head nudging right up against my swollen, dripping cunt lips under the bunched-up sundress. My thong hung torn and useless to one side. I could feel how open and puffy I still was from his fingers, slick and messy and ready.Marcus didn’t even flinch. His voice came out steady and deep, casual as fuck while he used one big hand to spread my ass cheek just enough under the fabric. “It’s probably the rental truck’s old seats baking in the sun, or all that sweat from hauling boxes. Moving days are filthy like that, everything gets damp and starts to smell.”Dad chuckled from behind

Chapter 3 He let out a low, dirty chuckle that vibrated through his chest and straight into my back. His free hand slid up under my dress again, found my hard nipple through the thin fabric, and pinched it hard between his thumb and finger, twisting just enough to send a sharp jolt straight down to my cunt. “Keep quiet, baby girl,” he growled softly, his lips brushing my ear so only I could hear. “You don’t want your dad turning around and seeing his little girl getting finger-fucked on my lap, do you? This tight cunt is gripping me so fucking good, squeezing my fingers like it wants them to stay buried in there forever. You like that? Like riding my hand while your parents sit right there pretending everything’s normal?”I nodded fast, too scared to speak louder, but my hips started moving on their own, rocking in these tiny, desperate circles that made his fingers slide in and out faster. My clit was throbbing so hard it almost hurt, swollen and sensitive from all the rubbing.

Chapter 2Mia’s POVMarcus just kept talking with Dad up front like nothing was happening, his voice steady and deep while my cunt throbbed against that fat bulge.“Yeah, the new place has a bigger garage, should fit all your tools easily,” Marcus said to Dad, one hand still gripping my hip tight while the other slowly slid under the side of my dress. Then suddenly his rough fingers brushed right against my soaked panties, tracing the edge where my thong disappeared between my ass cheeks. My eyes widened and I clamped my thighs together quickly, heart hammering. “Marcus, what the fuck are you doing?” I hissed under my breath, trying to sound pissed but it came out all shaky and needy.He didn’t answer, just kept rubbing my swollen clit through the drenched fabric in slow, filthy circles, pressing firm enough to make my pussy flutter and leak more slick down my thighs. Up front, Mom and Dad were chatting away about the new house.“The kitchen’s gonna need some work, but the backya