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 releases my second nipple with a loud pop. “I think our Little girl likes the piercings.”
I’m panting, my body still pulsing. But I’m also desperate for more. I don’t want them to tease me anymore. I want them to fuck me. Both of them. I’m not even scared. I need them inside me as if my life depends on it.
Kafran has settled on his knees between Skarg’s legs. He lifts my hips several inches while Skarg reaches between us to line his erection up with my entrance. “Kafran is going to lower you over my cock, Baby girl. It will be tight, but you’ll adjust.”
I nod. “Please, Papi…” It doesn’t even matter which one of them I’m talking to. Both.
As Skarg’s erection enters me, I stiffen. It’s so big. Way too big. I understand intellectually that my vagina will stretch around him, but at this moment, that seems impossible.
“Deep breath, Baby girl,” Skarg demands. “Relax your cunt. Try not to stiffen.”
I can no more obey that order than I can go sky diving this afternoon. My body isn’t taking orders from anyone, including me.
I wince as I’m stretched wider and wider until Papi is filling me so full that it seems like I’ll tear into two pieces.
Kafran pulls me upright, wraps one arm under my breasts, and turns my head so he can kiss me. “We love you so much, Little one. You’re being so brave today.”
I kiss him back, trying to ignore the pressure between my legs. When will it ease?
Kafran moves his lips to my neck and grips my chin, holding me steady while he pierces behind my ear.
A few seconds later, I’m breathing easier, calming. Even my pussy is relaxing. I suspect nerves were making me clench too tight.
“Good girl,” he whispers in my ear. “Drop your palms back onto Skarg’s chest. I’m going to enter your bottom now.”
I whimper as I obey him. I want this, but I’m also scared. I’ve never had anything as large as their shafts in either of my holes, and we’re doing both at once. It’s kind of unavoidable, but nerve-wracking.
Skarg cups my face. “Look at me, Baby girl. Relax your bottom now. Let Kafran in.”
I nod. At least I think I nod. Words won’t form. I try not to stiffen as Kafran rubs lubricant against my tight hole and then slips a finger into me. It’s not too bad. His finger is smaller than the giant dildo they made me wear today.
After sliding it in and out a few times, he adds a second finger, making me arch my chest and wince.
Kafran palms my back. “You’re doing so well, Little one.” He removes his fingers. I can’t see what he’s doing, but a minute later, he nudges my tight hole with what I assume is his cock.
“Another deep breath,” he orders.
I’m not sure I’ve obeyed any of their breathing commands, but I try hard to do so now, inhaling slowly until my lungs are full and so is my bottom. It’s so tight. Both my holes are stretched to the max now.
Neither man moves. They both stroke my skin reverently everywhere. My hips, breasts, face, neck… They keep touching me, and eventually my body relaxes. The double intrusion is demanding movement.
“Please,” I beg.
Kafran lifts me by the hips, slowly easing me off Skarg’s erection until just the tip is inside me. Then he lowers me back down.
Every nerve ending in my body tingles, but seemingly billions of them are inside my channel, and they’ve all come alive from a dormant sleep to make themselves known.
It’s so good. So incredible. Better than anything I ever could have imagined—and these two men have given me some amazing orgasms.
My clit is pulsing, demanding attention.
“Grind your clit against the base of my shaft,” Skarg orders.
When Kafran lowers me the next time, I do just that and end up emitting a high-pitched, erotic sound as I rock against him.
Kafran presses me forward again, keeping a hand between my shoulder blades while he eases partway out of my bottom and thrusts back in.
I cry out from shock and pain and pleasure. All three combine to cause a burst of energy that makes me want to bounce up and down on Skarg’s shaft.
“Easy, Little one,” Kafran demands. “Take your time. Let your body adjust.” His voice is strained as he eases in and out of me again.
Using my hands to brace myself, I meet Skarg’s unfocused gaze and lift up as high as I can before impaling myself again on his cock.
Kafran moves in sync, seeming to know exactly when to pull out and push back in. There’s a rhythm, and the three of us find it quickly.
My arousal grows once again as the stretching eases, and I’m left with pure pleasure. I’m bombarded with sensations. I can’t fully focus on any one thing between both my holes and the sway of my newly pierced tits.