Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Skarg holds her in place with his palm spread wide on her back. He nudges her knees wider with one of his and presses his thigh between her legs. “Let it feel good, Baby girl. I want you to come from my finger in your bottom.”
She whimpers, trying to shake her head, but I press against her temple, not permitting her enough movement. The fact that she’s so fucking aroused that she’s surely dripping is driving both of us. The more we pressure her and control her, the more the room fills with her essence.
Releasing her other hand, I reach under her to fondle the breast that hangs and sways. I find her nipple and twist it, adding to her distress and her cravings.
Her moans fill the room. She rocks into me rhythmically, fucking her own ass on Skarg’s finger.
“I’m going to add a second finger, Baby girl. Relax your bottom.”
She whimpers, shuddering as he eases another digit into her body and continues pumping.
Her panting joins her moans. Her lust is palpable. The combination of our attention to her pussy, the number of times we injected her titties with our serum, and the fact that we both got our semen on her skin is driving her mad with lust.
Mercy resumes rocking, the scent of her essence increasing now that Skarg is stretching her farther. It might be slightly painful, but that would only make our girl hornier. She has proven she enjoys a bit of pain.
“I’m going to fuck your pretty bottom with my fingers until you come, Baby girl,” Skarg informs her. “Don’t fight it. You don’t need any other stimulus. After you come on Papi’s fingers, we’ll flip you over and reward you.”
Mercy whines. “Papi…”
“Do as you’re told,” I order. “Be a good girl.”
Her body shudders at my command, and the naughty girl opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue to lick my cock.
I chuckle, but I don’t let her continue. Putting my hand between my dick and her face, I push two fingers into her mouth. “Suck,” I command.
She obeys me again, moaning around my fingers as if I’ve introduced her to a delicacy. I won’t mind her sucking my cock in the near future, but I don’t want to risk getting my essence on her any more tonight. She’s had enough contact with it.
When she starts to whimper and fight against us, we both hold her more firmly. I grip her jaw while Skarg slides his palm higher up her back.
Skarg pumps in and out of her ass faster. “You will come, Baby girl. Get out of your head and let it feel good.”
She sniffles, but she continues to suck my fingers as if she’s going to draw sustenance from them.
Finally, her body grows rigid and a muffled scream escapes around my digits at the same time she convulses with her release.
“Such a good girl,” I praise as I remove my fingers so I can stroke her cheek. “We’re so proud of you.”
She’s trembling and exhausted. I help guide her onto her back after Skarg removes his fingers. He quickly cleans up with some wipes, and then we flank her on both sides.
“One more, Little one,” I tell her.
She shakes her head. “No, Papi… Too tired.”
I grin at Skarg as we each grab a thigh and pull it between our legs, holding her open. Together we slide a palm down her inner thighs until we reach her pussy.
I meet Skarg’s gaze and we nod in unison. Pleasing our girl is practically telepathic. I stroke between her folds. “We’re going to fuck your little pussy with our fingers now, Mercy. We need to stretch your cunt so you’ll be able to take our cocks soon.”
She thrashes around, shoving at us with her hands. “No more,” she whines. The problem is that the room is filled with the scent of her arousal. She can’t hide it. No matter what she may verbally express, we know the truth.
I shift my gaze to her pussy and hold her folds open.
Skarg reaches between her labia and pushes a finger slowly into her. “Fuck,” he hisses.
I know she’s tight. I’ve had my tongue in her. She’s untouched. The only experience she has with having her cunt filled has come from our mouths. There’s no doubt a finger is almost too much for her.
“Is there a barrier?” I ask Skarg.
“Yes.” His teeth are gritted. His finger is only in an inch or two. “Join me.”
There’s so much arousal leaking from her that it’s easy for me to gather it on my pointer and then press my finger against Skarg’s so I can slide into her tightness alongside him.
When my finger hits the thin barrier, I meet Skarg’s gaze again. We’re stretching her wide with just these two fingers. She’s going to experience pain when we break through her innocence. It’s inevitable, but it won’t last long. At least that’s what we’ve been told.