Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
“It’s going to be fine,” I murmur. “Your tiny flower was meant for me.”
As I whisper the words of encouragement, I gradually slide more of my rock-hard cock inside of her, doing my best to go slow but reveling in the squeeze of her plush walls.
Michelle moans against my mouth. Then she lets out a minute gasp of pain, and I still.
“Are you okay?” I murmur into her ear. It’s killing me not to move, but I know what my girl needs.
She nods hesitantly.
“You’re big, but I can do it,” is her murmur.
I nod approvingly.
“That’s my girl. Keep jerking off Tom, and meanwhile, I’m going to slide all the way inside you,” I tell her.
“You’re – you’re not all the way in?” Michelle asks naïvely, her eyes going wide.
My brother chuckles harshly beside us as her fingers squeeze his pole, rubbing him to ecstasy.
“I can see where you’re joined, and sweetheart, you’ve still got about seven inches to go from the looks of it,” he says.
Her pupils dilate as her mouth opens in a perfect “O” of shock.
“Seven inches!”
“That’s right,” I growl into her ear. “But it’s going to be a perfect seven inches.”
Michelle’s innocence is too much and I can’t resist any longer. With one hard thrust, I push myself deep inside of her, breaking her seal of virginity with the movement. She cries out, but it doesn’t matter because I have to fill up her tight pussy with a need like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
Abandoning all patience, I push into Michelle’s tiny flower with desperate, aching thrusts. She mewls at first, but then to my surprise, she returns the effort, pressing her body into me with equal passion. Next to us, Tom groans at Michelle’s intense grip on his cock, his need becoming too much. It’s suddenly more than I can stand.
“Oh fuck baby,” I pant. “Oh shit shit shit!”
With those words, I come, my load full and hot inside Michelle’s throbbing pussy. She moans against the sensation, obviously starting to orgasm and wanting more. Her pussy clamps around me, almost pushing me out because it’s so tight. She lets out a full-throated wail, her sweet flower convulsing rapidly.
But we’re not done yet. Before I let her finish completely, I slide out of her warm opening and move to the side before taking a sweet pink nipple between my teeth. She groans at the sensation, her hands grasping for more as her head thrashes back and forth. In response, Tom positions himself between her thighs and slides his own firm manhood into Michelle’s eager pussy before letting out a low groan of satisfaction.
“Shit,” he huffs. “Used pussy is sometimes even better than untouched pussy. You’re so wet, sweetheart, and I can feel Gabe’s seed sliding around inside of you.”
Michelle’s response is wild – she pushes her hips hard against his solid frame. Tom grabs her ass and pulls her almost violently against him, driving into her with the same wild energy. Michelle cries out loudly as she comes, and Tom follows suit, spewing his seed deep inside of her. There’s so much that it spills out from between their bodies, hot drips of cream trailing down her thighs. He pulls out, and the sight is fantastic. Michelle is swollen and used, her pinkness trailing faint seeds of white from our deposits. I’ve never felt so aroused, and I lean down to lick her, scooping some of the seed onto my tongue.
“What are you doing?” she gasps, looking down at me. I merely grin.
“Sweetheart, I’m getting you clean. We treat our ladies well, and after care is very important to us.”
Sure enough, my brother joins me between her legs and we take turn licking her swollen pussy until it gleams. She sighs and tosses her head, her clit getting hard all over again. Sure enough, within a few minutes, Michelle climaxes once more, right onto our tongues.
“Ohhhhh!” she wails. “Oh god!”
Tom and I merely continue to drink her sweet nectar, licking and kissing her through her orgasm. Her pussy violently contracts, again and again, and we lick her right through it all.
Finally, the three of us collapse in a pile, Tom and I on either side of Michelle’s spent, beautiful body, each of us is panting with exertion and contentment.
After a few moments, Michelle lets out a loud, languid yawn and the we immediately laugh.
“Did we wear you out?” Tom asks gently. “Was that too much for you?”
“I’m worn out, but it was perfect,” the pretty brunette murmurs as she wiggles closer to me, while pressing her curvy bottom against Tom.
“Careful there, you might get me excited again,” he threatens, a low growl emanating from his throat.
“No, please,” Michelle laughs lightly, “I’m so sore!”
Now it’s our turn to chuckle. “So I guess you liked it, hmm?” I say as I lazily stroke her arm.