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“You’re telling me you’re a virgin from behind?” A finger swirled around my ass while others slipped lower.
I blushed, but right then, I was so turned on, I didn’t care. “Is that a problem?”
“Nope. Just more preparation if you’re willing.”
“You bet.”
And ran his fingers over my wetness, then inserted a finger into each of my entrances. I arched my back, and I groaned loudly from the vibrating pleasure swirling through me. He pumped into me, faster, and I cried out. “Oh hell… feels amazing.”
“You’re so wet, baby cakes.” He inserted two digits into my pussy, his thumb still in my rear, pumping into me so hard, I rocked back and forth. When a third pushed into me, I exploded on the inside. I convulsed, shaking so hard, I couldn’t tell where I started and where I ended.
Kahlo withdrew, and I collapsed onto the couch, clutching my thighs tighter. But he hugged me from behind, running his fingers down my stomach.
“You’re killing me.” I writhed against him, sweat pooling between us. He walked us to the bed and lay me onto my stomach, then rolled me over. He pried my knees apart. “Touch yourself. Show me how you flick that pussy.”
Gulping for air and buzzing as I still floated on my last orgasm, I watched him drag his shirt up and over his head. I slid my hand down my stomach, over the small amount of drenched hair, and to my inner folds.
Kahlo’s gaze never left mine as he stepped out of his boots and dropped his pants. Standing there naked, he took his huge cock in his fist, stroking it once. Heavens, he was massive. And yes, no wonder I needed preparation to take him into me.
He clasped my ankles and raised my legs up against his chest as he closed in. His grabbed my hips and lifted me to meet his dick with ease. His tip pressed forward, gliding into me, and I tensed.
“Don’t keep me out. Relax. I won’t hurt you.”
With a deep inhale, I let myself fall under his spell and opened myself for him. He slithered in deeper, stretching me. I fisted the bedsheets, groaning, loving the sentinel of him opening me. When he patted my clit with a finger, I drowned under his lovemaking. He thrust forward, and I cried out with anticipation. Sliding in and out in slow motion, he rubbed me so deliciously on the insides that my libido twisted, strangling me with desire. The agony of needing more, the heightening surge of sexual thrill, escalated.
He held on to my hips and hammered into me fast now, my world trembling as I mewled with each thrust.
“Fuck me like you own me.” The words came out because I wanted him to take me every which way.
Unrelenting, he pounded into me. The slaps were songs to my ears, and I lost myself in a world of carnal desire. I jolted back and forth over him, my insides growing tighter, more intense. And at once, he pulled out, leaving me empty and barren. “What are you doing?”
His sexy laughter had me following him as he climbed into bed and lay on his back. “Come,” he demanded, and gods, who would have thought having him control me would turn me on to no end?
I rolled over and crawled toward him as he lay on the bed on his back, his dick erect and sticking up, waiting for me. I slid my breasts over his thighs, pressing his hardness between my cleavage, eliciting his deep rumble. I buzzed all over at his reaction. On hands and knees, I stared down at him and kissed him, tasting myself on him, needing to have him. The groan in his throat was the sexiest sound I’d ever heard.
When I came up for air, he smirked, tugging on my nipples, and I softened as the earlier arousal rose so fast, it stunned me.
“Get on top, but face away from me,” he said. “I want to take you reverse tiger-style.”
“Is that a real thing or did you make it up?” Already I turned away, driving my hair off the bed and climbing over his hips.
“It’s real to me.”
I positioned a leg over him before sitting on his shaft. “Shit, you’re massive.”
“And you love it.”
“Yes, I do!” Leaning forward, I held on to his knees and raised my hip up and down over his cock, my wetness coating the insides of my thighs, making humping him that much easier. From his spot, he massaged my inner walls, skimming something inside me, provoking a new sensation.
Riding him faster, I caressed myself on him. He kneaded my rear, stroking my other hole, and it wasn’t long before he slid a finger inside, then two. My tightness only drove me faster toward the edge.
“That’s it,” he purred. “Fuck me hard, baby cakes.”
Sweat dripped down my back, and I couldn’t get enough as I rode a stallion. He wriggled under me and slipped out. I readjusted to reclaim him, but his tip nudged my other entrance instead, and I mewled. Excited and ready.
He opened my cheeks and in slow motion pressed himself into my ass, the sensation covering me with excited goosebumps. I panted, loving how much the pain turned me on, the widening. And he rocked my hips back and forth.
“Kahlo, I can’t hold back anymore.” The more he thrust me, the more I shuddered, and at once an orgasm swooned within me, claiming me at the core.
He grunted behind me as he pulsed within me. Together we soared with pleasure. I clasped him tight, thrashing as excitement burst through me.
At last, he pulled out of me, and I collapsed on the bed, heaving for air, shivers wracking my body.
Kahlo shifted about on the bed from behind me, the mattress bouncing until he joined me and drew me into his arms. “You’ve just broken me,” he whispered in my ear. “I can never be with any other after that.”
And those words alone had me smiling so wide, my cheeks hurt. Nothing else mattered in those moments of utter bliss except my determination to embrace the three men and never push them away again. I had to show them they meant the world to me.
