Page 91 of Ruining Vanessa

He chuckles softly. “Three orgasms is a lot to handle, Vanessa. Are you sure you want it?”

“Yes,” I say instantly, before I can second guess myself.

Damien kisses me one more time, then pulls away to sit upright. I want to complain, except he slams into me, fast and deep, and I cry out at the intensity of the sensation. My hands clutch at Giulio, and I turn my head so I can kiss Slayer again, all while Damien brutally fucks me and makes my entire body pulse with need.

It doesn’t take much more than that. Damien knows how to use his cock, and I cry out against Slayer’s mouth. Slayer only kisses me harder as I shudder, as my orgasm sweeps over me and drags me under, leaving me spasming and clutching at Damien’s cock. It’s enough to make him spill into me, and for once, it just feels good.

There’s nothing to worry about anymore, after all.

Without waiting for me or Damien to settle, Slayer says, “C’mon, move. My turn.”

Damien growls but pulls out, moving to sit next to me and Giulio. Slayer takes the vacated spot. I expect him to simply shove it in, but instead, he starts fingering my hole.

“Fuck, she’s all red and puffy now. And sloppy. You look so hot like this, Vanessa.” He keeps touching me, and I’m still so sensitive that I’m not sure if I want him to make me come again or to stop.

I grab hold of his wrist, but he only smirks at me as he sees the indecision in my gaze.

“Just enjoy it,” he murmurs. “Let us take care of you.”

Before long, I’m on the edge, writhing and pleading, but he doesn’t let me come. Instead, he carefully gets on top of me and slowly slides inside of me. I wail, hating that I’ve been denied, but his cock feels good inside me, too. It’s easy for him to fuck me, with Damien having stretched me and left me full of his come, and he takes his time at first before picking up his own pace.

I gasp and writhe, and my second orgasm hits me almost all at once. The pleasure comes in waves, again and again as he keeps fucking me. I feel like I can hardly stand it, but he’s not ready to stop. Warmth, tightness, it doesn’t matter—he’s fucking me hard, but he’s not ready to let loose, and I don’t know how long I can handle it.

I turn my head and blindly kiss whoever I can reach. Giulio, at first, but Damien gets in there too. At one point all of our noses bump against each other, a strange three-person kiss, all while Slayer keeps driving into me, torturing my oversensitive flesh.

“Fuck,” Giulio gasps. “Hurry up, Slayer, I’m gonna blow before I get inside her at this rate.”

Slayer laughs, a low sound that’s somehow sexy and rich all at the same time, but he does pick up his pace even more. When he comes, it’s even more intense than before, like I can feel every sensation inside of me. Damien had felt good, and this felt good too, but I’m so aware of everything. Every drop of cum, every twitch and thrust…

I don’t know if I can stand another round.

Slayer pulls out slowly and drags his messy cock over my cunt once he’s out. I whimper, all of me so sensitive now that even that sensation feels a little too much.

And there’s still Giulio.

His cock is still digging into my back, leaving wet smears behind. His arms tighten around me for a second, and he bites my neck. I don’t have any leverage in this position, but I prepare myself for him to slide me up so he can impale me from behind.

But he surprises me by lowering his legs and maneuvering me onto the bed. He gets between my legs, looming over me, and there’s still that strange expression in his face.

I reach up to brush some of the sweat-soaked hair off his forehead.

His lips twitch with an abortive smile. “Hi, Mama.”

“Hi,” I say softly, suddenly feeling shy. I don’t know why. It doesn’t make any sense. After being thoroughly debauched by Damien and Slayer, there should be no room left for shyness, but there it is anyway. “I’d call you Daddy, but that’s just a little too weird for me,” I can’t help but joke, trying to take some of the strangeness out of the moment.

Giulio laughs, his smile making him look so handsome and young. He’s always playing the joker, but there’s a hardness to him that is gone now. I could almost think he’s happy.

“You can call Damien Daddy. I bet he’d love that.” Giulio winks at me, then grips my thighs under the knees. “Okay, I want a kiss from everybody, then I’m going to make Vanessa come all over again.”

Damien snorts and leans in to give Giulio that kiss he wants. It isn’t a long kiss, but Giulio opens his mouth for Damien and groans in protest when Damien pulls away. Slayer looks a little uncomfortable, but he leans in, too, grabbing Giulio by the hair and kissing him fiercely.

“Don’t get used to it,” Slayer growls. Then he turns to me and kisses me, too, and I’m unable to stop myself from kissing him back.

Next, it’s my turn, and I kiss Giulio sweetly before admitting, “I don’t think I can handle another climax, Giulio.”

He grins against my lips. “I don’t think you’ll be able to stop yourself from coming, the way I’m going to fuck you.”

I shudder, the anticipation both intoxicating and terrifying all at once. I look up at him, and for a moment, it’s like only the two of us exist. I know Damien and Slayer are nearby, but they aren’t reaching out, aren’t touching. They’re just watching, and though their gazes are hard to ignore, I focus on Giulio anyway.

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