I hope he’s right.
“Your pussy is so fucking tight—you don’t even know how good it feels.” Kincaid gasped as a few more inches were pushed inside me.
Kincaid kept going, thrusting into me with vigor that increased as the pace got faster. I could tell he wanted to unleash everything he had into those thrusts. He wanted to chase the pleasure that he truly craved. I was almost there too. Each one got better than the one before it, and my pussy was beginning to adjust to penetration. Donovan’s finger was definitely making the sensation a lot better. Kincaid gave me a few hard thrusts that went deeper than he had before and then the pleasure amplified—it was like nothing I had felt before. I immediately recognized the reason for the shift. He had found my g-spot. It was even better than having my clit teased. My face shifted to a stare of pure bliss and Kincaid realized he could finally start to truly fuck me. His thrusts got even faster as the rest of his length was forced inside me. My pussy stretched around his girth until his balls were pressed against me and he was all the way in. He let me adjust for a brief second and Donovan pulled his finger away.
“You won’t need that now.” Donovan kissed my neck and leaned back. “Now you’re going to come so fucking hard you won’t be able to breathe.”
“It feels really good!” I bit down on my bottom lip and locked eyes with Kincaid. “I’m ready.”
“I’ve been waiting all night for this.” He gave me a few hard, quick thrusts. “Now I get to really enjoy this perfect pussy.”
He started to thrust and each one got quicker—until he was slamming into me. Our bodies were echoing our desires and the passion that was brewing between us like a raging storm. He was thunder on the descent, and lightning when he connected with my g-spot. Then he did it again—and again. The pressure that preceded my orgasm began to build. It was going to be amazing. I could already tell that the pressure was different—more intense than normal. It made their tongues feel like nothing more than foreplay even though they did bring me to climax. I heard a growl resonate from his throat once he was truly driving himself into my pussy. His cock throbbed that that set my g-spot on fire. I was hungry for more—like I had never eaten a real meal or been truly satiated. I knew what I hungered for, and I was going to get it.
“Your pussy is already spasming and I haven’t even made you come—holy shit.” I saw ecstasy etched on Kincaid’s gorgeous face.
There was beauty in the moment—a firefighter that was hot-as-sin—ink moving on his skin each time his muscles flexed. It looked like all of his tattoos were in motion and they were chasing the same release he was. The pleasure inside me kept building and it felt like I might burst if I didn’t get the climax my body was begging for. His cock had started to feel so good. I finally understood why people liked sex. It was a lot better than masturbation. It was the kind of feeling that couldn’t be replicated without a thick cock being forced inside my pussy as fast as possible. When he went deep it siphoned the breath out of my lungs while making me asphyxiate on my lust. When he pulled back, the ache was immediate—until he hammered his glorious dick into me again. My g-spot was definitely the most pleasurable spot on my body. It was way more sensitive than my clit, although everything they had done to me felt totally freaking amazing.
“Watching you feel this for the first time is so fucking hot.” Kincaid leaned forward, continuing to work his hips like a piston, and started kissing my neck.
“We’re going to cherish this.” Donovan kissed the other side of my neck and his lips teased my ear.
“I’m gonna come!” I didn’t have anything sweet, romantic, or sexy to say—I just needed to erupt in ultimate bliss.
“Come for me baby.” Kincaid growled into my ear. “As soon as you start to come, I’m going to explode inside you.”
“Yes!” I nodded quickly and gasped.
The pressure made my muscles get tight. I wrapped my arms around Kincaid’s back and my nails dug into his skin. My body belonged to him—but the pleasure was all mine. The pleasure got more intense, building towards what was coming with enthusiasm and fury. It felt like every thrust was going to be one that sent me over the edge, but the build continued. I craved the descent into ultimate euphoria, but my body was trapped beneath Kincaid, and it wanted to feel his hammering thrusts just as bad it wanted to erupt. My eyes rolled back in my head and my moans turned into squeals—then those turned into screams. I was almost there. I stayed on the edge of my orgasm’s thin line for what felt like an eternity before the pressure finally started to release. It was incredible. I wasn’t even prepared for how good it would be. My muscles seized, my whole body shook, and my back arched on the bed. Kincaid hammered it back into the mattress as fast as possible while I continued to scream with pleasure.
“I’m coming!” My words echoed so loud I wouldn’t have been surprised if the windows were shaking.
I was there. I started spinning once I fell over the edge and began too come. The orgasm was phenomenal. I tasted it on my breath, felt it in my veins, and fire surged through my body. Kincaid’s cock started to throb—then it began to pulsate. I knew that feeling. It was the same thing he did in my throat before he gave me my first taste of cum. His thrusts got more chaotic, crashing into me like a storm that had spiraled out of control. I didn’t care. I loved every one of those furious thrusts. He growled into my ear and then a primal roar echoed in this throat. It was one of the hottest things I had ever seen, and it was for me—my body brought that look of lust and unchained nirvana in his eyes. He unloaded inside me and I started to come again. The feeling of his release was as orgasmic as his thrusts. The first explosion filled the condom and then it started to swell inside my pussy. He kept hammering himself deep until his balls seemed to be drained—then my pussy spasmed on his cock and he began to release more of his seed. When he finally finished, I was numb from head to toe. My body was spent.
“God damn—your pussy is incredible. I’ve never been able to come that hard.” Kincaid let out a long sigh and I felt some of his strength fade as his weight rested on me.
“You—you’re amazing.” That’s all I could whimper and even that came out in a low whisper.
“I hope you’re not done.” Donovan ripped open a condom and started to slide the latex along his shaft.
“No.” I looked over at him and smiled. “Not until both of you are satisfied.”
Kincaid lifted up and dropped down beside me on the bed. He practically crashed into the mattress. Donovan was between my thighs in an instant with his cock begging for the same relief I gave Kincaid. I wasn’t sure I could come again, but I wasn’t going to deny him. He pushed the head against the entrance of my pussy and began to enter me. It was easier after being stretched by Kincaid, but it was still so tight that it hurt. Luckily, I was so wet from my multiple orgasms that there was plenty of lubrication for him to force his way past the resistance. Donovan had the same look of lust in his eyes once he started to thrust. I felt a dull sensation of pleasure for the first few thrusts, but then it started to get stronger. He was against my g-spot and it felt like he throbbed each time his cock moved across it. The pleasure magnified after a dozen of his powerful thrusts. I was there again—building towards bliss—but I could tell that it was going to take me a while to come.
I might as well enjoy it, because this feels fucking amazing.
“You were right about her pussy.” Donovan let out a long gasp. “It’s fucking perfect.”
“Just wait until you feel her come.” Kincaid chuckled under his breath. “It’s going to send you into fucking orbit and you’ll never want to come down.”
I was so glad that I didn’t lose my virginity to anyone else. They were going to take care of me and introduce me to a world of pleasure I never imagined before. Kincaid was just the beginning. Donovan pounded himself into me until every nerve was reacting again. The pressure was familiar, but it was different with him. His cock throbbed nonstop while he hammered himself into my pussy and my g-spo
t definitely loved that feeling. He made the pleasure take on a new meaning, and while it wouldn’t be fair to say it was better, the sensation was different enough for me to tell that he was going to make me come harder than Kincaid did. Perhaps it was just the sensitivity from my previous orgasms, but it set my soul on fire. I needed it—I fucking craved it. I was a virgin before I first tasted their lust, but I was already feeling my brain chemistry changing. I wasn’t going to be able to survive if I didn’t get that on a regular basis once I finally had a taste of true bliss.
“Are you going to come for me?” Donovan leaned forward and gasped he spoke.
“Yes—you feel so good!” I purred into his ear and wrapped my arms around his back.
I’m not sure how much time passed, but it felt like lifetimes flashing through the thrusts. He was pure pleasure and our bodies melded together in the storm of our lust. His thrusts got so fast that it felt like once continuous flurry of pleasure. My g-spot was raging like a hurricane while a tornado twisted inside me. The pressure built, but it didn’t release. I didn’t realize how long I could be trapped on the cusp of ultimate euphoria. The previous orgasms made it harder to come, but that was a ridiculously awesome feeling. How many times could my body endure that? I was weak from Kincaid’s passion, but still surging with energy because of the building ecstasy. Donovan kept his cock moving and his hips slammed into me each time he crashed into my body. The throbs were so good that I was torn between never wanting him to stop and begging for him to send me over the edge.
“Harder! Please fuck me harder!” The words left my lips before I even realized what I said.
I never thought I would say something like that. I sound like a porn star putting on a show, but nothing about it is fake—I need him to destroy me.
“Whatever you want—I’ll make this bed explode beneath us!” Donovan roared and drove himself into me with even more fury.
That was what I needed. The bed was shaking so much I felt like there was an earthquake beneath us. The headboard slammed into the wall and several photographs were knocked off the wall. The mattress shifted and pushed over the nightstand next to the bed. It hit the floor with a thud as it toppled, but he never slowed down. He was fucking me so hard that I was sure I would be bruised when he was done—I would be lucky to walk for days. I didn’t care. My virginity was a memory and I had tasted the purity of lust. The ache would be worth it. His cock throbbed harder as each thrust made the bed creak. The mattress was barely pushing back—it seemed like he had hammered it into submission. There was another crash and I wasn’t even sure what had fallen until I realized it was me. I was at a different angle. The frame of the bed had literally collapsed underneath us. That still wasn’t enough to make me come, but it was enough to send me careening towards the cliff that welcomed me to leap. My pussy started to spasm—I was so damn close.
“Oh god!” I threw my head back against the mattress and screamed.
“Fuck! Oh, fuck that feels so good!” Donovan’s mouth opened wide and he roared with pleasure.
The broken bed was being splintered and Donovan didn’t seem to give a single fuck. He was too focused on his own lust while he satisfied mine. I became one with the moment. The moment consumed us both. I felt my pussy spasm and my muscles seized. My bones protested, and my entire body began to shake. Donovan’s cock pulsated against my g-spot. He was there. My orgasm began to surge and I felt the spasms making him throb harder than ever before. He had a crazed look of desire in his eyes and I knew mine were a mirror image of that lust. I came so fucking hard I saw stars, but it wasn’t just the ones flashing before my eyes. I felt like I was in outer space spinning in the cosmos. I crashed towards earth, but the crash was Donovan’s gorgeous body against mine. Donovan started to erupt inside me like a shotgun that fired recklessly into the condom. Each thrust brought other burst as my orgasm faded—but that wasn’t the end. My body started to surge with more pleasure before the first orgasm was done.
“You’re going to make me come again!” I squealed and writhed on the bed.
He didn’t hold back. He should have been spent, but he found another burst of energy. He was pushing himself past the limit for me—to give me the pleasure I craved. I wondered how many men would have done that. I could feel his muscles quivering as he continued to hammer me. My body reacted to his generosity with another orgasm that made my soul separate from my body for a moment. I felt my pussy spasm on his cock and he started to throb again. He was going to come too! I started moving my hips, trying to do everything I could to keep the sensation going as fast as possible while my orgasm surged out of control. His body was giving in and the passion had left us both weak, but I was determined to feel him come one last time. I felt a pulsation—that was almost enough. I squeezed his cock with every muscle I could control and begged for him to let go. He finally did and another explosion of cum filled the condom. His muscles gave out and he caught himself on his elbows as he fell forward.
“Holy shit.” I muttered with the last bit of energy I could muster.
“Yeah.” Donovan exhaled sharply and pushed to the side so he could crash into the mattress instead of me.
“Fuck, that was so hot. I’m hard again.” Kincaid slid closer and pushed his lips to my ear. “Do you have one more orgasm left? I want to come again.”
All I could do was nod. I didn’t have anything left. I wasn’t going to admit that though—not if one of my men still had a hard cock that needed to be pleased. Kincaid pushed himself into my pussy and started to thrust, but it was a lot slower than what he had done previously. That was a damn good thing. I could feel my muscles protesting because they were spent. My whole body was numb except for the ache left behind. I didn’t think I could come again. I could give him the pleasure he needed one last time—but another one was surely impossible. My head fell to the side and I saw a faraway stare in Donovan’s eyes. He was literally worn out, and I felt the same way. I was too exhausted to even lift my arms off the bed. Kincaid’s lust was in full swing again, and it was mesmerizing to see, but I was done. His thrusts started to pick up speed, and something miraculous happened—divine intervention perhaps. The sensations returned—the numbness in my g-spot faded. The pleasure didn’t return with a whimper, it returned with a bang.
“Oh god!” I felt my muscles getting tight.
“There you go, that’s what I like.” Kincaid’s head nodded, and a grin spread across his face. “Show me how hard you can come.”
“I can’t believe you have anything left.” Donovan exhaled sharply. “I can’t even move.”
I was in that same position before Kincaid reignited the fuse that had seemingly burned out. I wasn’t just ready to come again—I needed another orgasm. It built slower than the ones before it, even when Kincaid started to thrust, but it was still ready to consume me. I danced on the edge of that bliss while he hammered his cock into me. The bed began to shake again, or at least what was left of it. It was splintered and caved in around us. Donovan would surely have some regrets about that once he finally found the energy to care. All I could focus on in the moment was phenomenal bliss that was coming when the fuse finally reached the dynamite ready to explode inside me. Kincaid’s thrusts made it burn faster—so fucking fast. My pussy spasmed once—then again. I felt his cock throb. We were almost there, and that final orgasm felt like it was going to destroy me. I wasn’t even sure I would survive another trip to heaven—I might just descend straight to hell with the flames of the Devil’s fire welcoming my lust-soaked soul.
“Your pussy is mine.” Kincaid leaned forward and growled into my ear. “It’s going to come as many times as I want it too.”
“Yes.” I nodded, and my eyes opened wide. “Oh god!”
His growls were so fucking hot. Being told that I belonged to him was something I never knew I could desire, yet it felt so natural. He forced another orgasm from my exhausted body. The pressure released with an intensity that echoed through every muscle. I was taki
ng another trip to paradise with Kincaid as my guide. His cock started to pulsate, and I felt the release send cum surging through his shaft and into his condom. He unloaded inside me and there was nothing I could do to stop the orgasm that spun out of control. My pussy spasmed on his cock so hard that it hurt, but the pain was glorious. We connected on a plane of pleasure that shouldn’t have existed, yet it belonged to us. Our bodies felt like they were seared together. He kept thrusting until every twinge of pleasure was gone from me and all the cum had been drained from his balls. He didn’t move or shift, he just fell against me and crushed my lips beneath his.
Oh my god—don’t kiss me like this! I’ll get turned on again!
Kincaid’s hips slowly moved while he forced his tongue into my mouth. The afterglow was like nirvana and heaven mixing together, but his gentle thrusts didn’t let me rest. I had a mini-orgasm after a few thrusts but thankfully, it wasn’t the kind that devoured my soul. He kissed and slowly fucked me for several minutes until I felt another twinge in his shaft. It wasn’t a huge release, but it was enough for me to feel the rush as he let one last moment of bliss surge through his cock. He finally pulled back from our kiss and I needed oxygen, but I was too tired to even gasp. He crashed into the bed next to me, or at least what was left of it, and pulled me into his arms. I was completely gone—I could have slept without closing my eyes. Donovan leaned forward and yanked the cord out of the wall that was connected to the lamp now laying on its side. The room was plunged into darkness and our breathing slowed. I was so tired that I felt like I could sleep for an entire day without being fully recovered.
I’m definitely spending the night. They would have to carry me out of here at this point.
Kincaid
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