LOGINGina. My legs were still trembling from the intense orgasm when I thought Elvis was about to take his turn behind me. But instead, his voice came low and rough from over my shoulder.“You’re going to take our cocks into every hole, princess.”The words sent a fresh shiver down my spine. Calvin, still rock-hard and glistening from being inside me, lay back on the bed. He stroked his thick, curved length slowly, eyes locked on me with that hungry look. Elvis gave me a little push forward.“Go on. Ride him.”I moved on shaky knees, straddling Calvin’s hips. His cock stood tall and flushed, the swollen head already leaking again. I reached down with one trembling hand, guiding him to my entrance. Even after everything, I was still so tight. The stretch burned as I lowered myself inch by inch. My lips parted around the thick head, and I gasped sharply as it popped inside. Calvin groaned beneath me, hands gripping my thighs.“Fuck, you feel even tighter like this,” he muttered,
He didn’t force it all at once. He pulled back a little, then rocked forward again, working that thick head in and out of the tight ring of muscle. Each shallow thrust made me cry out louder. Tears stung my eyes and spilled over. My legs trembled violently. The pain was sharp, but underneath it something else was starting to coil—heat, slickness, my body making room for him even as I sobbed.Bit by bit, with every careful thrust, more of him sank inside. My cunt stretched around the curved shaft, the swollen veins dragging against my walls. When he finally bottomed out, hips flush against my ass, I was shaking so hard I thought I might collapse. He stayed buried there for a moment, letting me feel every thick inch pulsing inside me.Then he started to move.The first real thrust knocked the breath from my lungs. He pulled almost all the way out and drove back in, deeper this time. The wet sound of my cunt taking him was obscene. My breasts rubbed against the sheets with every
Gina. My legs were shaking so hard I could barely stay upright when Calvin spun me around. In one swift motion he lifted my ass high, forcing me onto all fours with my face toward the wall. My bare cheeks were completely exposed to him, then he started kissing every inch of my skin there—slow, wet presses of his mouth that made my stomach flip. His tongue dragged along the curve of one cheek, then the other, leaving trails of heat that cooled in the air.He stood up without a word. The sound of his zipper and the rustle of fabric filled the room as he shoved his trousers down and kicked them toward the corner. When he turned back, his cock was already out, thick and angry-looking. It curved upward in a heavy arc, the shaft swollen so tight the skin looked stretched to the point of pain. Veins stood out along the length like ropes, pulsing visibly. The head was flushed a deep, almost bruised red, shiny with a steady leak of precum that dripped in a thin string toward the floor
Gina.I knew I was a good girl. A filthy, messy bitch in heat whose pussy only listened to these kinds of commands.I walked to the bed immediately as Calvin had instructed, my legs shaky but obedient. I lay on my back facing him, the direction he was standing. My short dress was already bunched around my waist, my panties still damp and clinging to my swollen folds.He watched me. Watched like he was hungry and starving for weeks. Watched like an animal preparing his prey before devouring it completely — eyes dark, breathing slow and controlled, every muscle in his body tense with restraint. His gaze burned over my spread thighs, my heaving chest, the way my nipples poked against the thin fabric of my dress. It made me feel exposed, wanted, and so fucking dirty all at once.I spread my legs even wider, curling my toes tightly at the edge of the bed, completely opening myself for him.“Take off your panties,” he commanded from where he stood, his voice low and rough.“I want to
Gina.The words came out like a bomb that had been ticking in my head for days. Like an orgasm that had been threatening to explode since the moment I first saw him on that football field. They spilled from my lips before I could stop them, raw and desperate, like I had been holding them back my entire life.“Oh fuck… teach me… please…” I cried out, my voice shaking with need.I had one job — one fucking job — bring soup and meds for my brother Viktor at his best friend’s house. But here I was, begging to be fucked. Begging my brother’s best friend to teach my virgin cunt things it had never experienced in my eighteen years. Begging him to ruin me, to take what no one else had touched, to show me exactly how good it could feel to be wanted this badly.Calvin’s hands splayed across my flat stomach, warm and possessive, before trailing slowly downward. His fingers slipped under the waistband of my panties, brushing against my soaked folds. All the while, his mouth never left my
Gina.I sat at a corner in the house, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. There was a romance film playing on the TV, some couple kissing passionately on screen, but I couldn’t focus on it at all. All I could think about was spreading my legs just like the girl in the movie, imagining Calvin right between them, his mouth hot and hungry on my pussy. My thighs pressed together tightly under my short dress, trying to ease the constant throbbing, but it only made it worse. My panties were already damp again.God, I tried so hard to concentrate on the TV and not the way his cock was dangling a bit in those sweatpants, the thick outline shifting every time he moved. I swallowed hard, my mouth dry, my clit pulsing with every heartbeat.Calvin walked back into the room. “Can I get you something? Maybe water or juice?”“Water,” I said quickly, my voice a little too high.“But um, Vik always said that his little sister likes mango juice,” he replied with a small smile.
We reached my room too quickly, and I hurried to get him a stool.He climbed up to fix the bulb, his tall, powerful body stretching, the towel around his waist riding even lower on his hips. I stood right there, my face inches away from the bulging outline of his cock. All I wanted, all I was pray
Aria.Until he suddenly took out his leaking cock completely. My eyes watered as I raked over it hungrily, the thick shaft glistening with my juices and his cum, still rock hard and twitching.Then he crawled on his knees to the side of the headboard, holding that huge dripping dick in his hand as
I gasped sharply, my hands flying to his shoulders as he slowly fed me inch after thick inch. The stretch was intense, almost too much, but the burn felt so good. He kept pushing deeper, his eyes locked on my face, watching every reaction as he filled me completely.“Fuck… you’re so tight,” he gro
Aria.Daddy taught me how to cum. He made me cum around his tongue. He taught me how to finger myself. And right now, with his tongue dragging out every slick, messy drop of my cum from around my clit, he drank every drop, making wet, sloppy sounds as he suckled on my swollen bud.He growled int







