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Bobby is attractive in an archetypal bad boy sort of way. He is the bad boy of this house, and now he’s between my legs, burying his head between my thighs, taking my panties in his teeth and snapping them away from my flushed, sticky skin.
“I like the way you smell,” he says.
He pulls my panties to the side, and I feel his tongue lapping along my slit. He’s tasting me, like a new, forbidden fruit.
“I like the way you taste,” he adds, his voice resonating through the core of me. “You’re sweet and musky.”
I blush at his bold description, and at the way his tongue delves deep inside me, chasing more of the nectar of my arousal. Though we could be caught at any moment, and no doubt punished quite painfully, he takes his time exploring every inch of my body with his hands and lips and tongue, until I am lying beneath him entirely unclad and bared to him. He rises between my thighs, his cock thick and erect. It is just like he is, strong and broad, the head flared proudly and already dripping with his arousal.
I know he’s doing this for his own twisted reasons, but he has whipped me into a carnal frenzy where I don’t care. Maybe I want to rebel against Angelo too. Maybe I want to take back some power, and some choice. I never chose Angelo. Bobby might be the only man I get to choose in my whole life.
“I’ve never been with a girl. I hope I don’t hurt you.”
His words are surprisingly sweet as he wraps me in his arms. I feel his virile body pressed against mine. Bobby is ripped, marked with scars of events past. He presses his lips to mine and his cock finds my inner lips unerringly, gliding between them as if it has always belonged.
I feel him filling me up one inch at a time, a slow conquest which is drawn out with something like tenderness, his mouth keeping my lips captured so my moans cannot escape the room.
“Fuckkkkkk…” he growls into me. “You’re so tight. You’re so wet. You’re so fucking hot.”
He pauses at the base and then pulls out again, all the way to the tip. I’m not sure either of us can handle this torturously slow pace. I can see the tension in his face, the way his jaw is clenched, his eyes widened with pleasure. I hold onto his shoulders, feeling his musculature rippling beneath my fingers as he works himself in and out of me with dozens of pussy pleasuring slow strokes.
He might hate me by day. But by night, he is loving me more thoroughly than I imagined was possible. Little by little, his self control is eroded. His breath starts to become ragged, and I can feel the beast inside him rising to the surface.
He starts to fuck me. Hard. His cock slams inside me, stretching me wide and a yowl escapes me before either one of us can stop it. Somewhere in the house, a door opens. Bobby looks at me. We know we’re going to be caught. We have maybe less than a minute. He could leap off me and pretend he wasn’t doing anything, but he doesn’t.
He pins me down and he fucks me as hard as he can, absolutely ravaging my soaking cunt with every rough stroke.
“You’re mine,” he tells me. “You’re going to be mine even more than you are his.”
My fuck-addled brain doesn’t understand what he’s saying. I’m too busy being pounded into the bed to comprehend what’s he intends. At least, until I feel him throb and plunge as deep inside me as he can go. He’s coming inside me. His semen is flooding my pussy, filling me all the way up. I hear him growl and curse with the force of orgasm which triggers mine, the knowledge that I just had my recently virginal pussy filled up with come making me climax on his cock, my inner walls grasping him and milking his dick for every drop.
“BOY!”
Angelo’s roar is terrifying as he comes slamming through the door. His face is a mask of fury as he grabs Bobby off me and throws him across the room as if he weighs nothing.
“You dare touch my girl!?”
“I didn’t just touch her,” Bobby shouts, completely unrepentant.
I’m screaming at the top of my lungs, terrified. There are men everywhere, Angelo, Bobby, Mark. Angelo is going to kill Bobby and there’s nothing I can do to stop him. But I have to try. I can’t let another terrible thing happen in my presence.
There is semen dripping down my thighs as I grasp at the sheets to cover myself and try to run in to…
“Nope!” Mark grabs me around the waist and swings me away from the fray. “Let them settle it.”
