Page 57 of Mass Sins

I woke up this morning with strong arms wrapped around me.

Joska’s warm breath tickled my neck, and when I moved in his arms, he tightened his grip around me. “Don’t,” he muttered.

I smiled, keeping my eyes closed.

The sun wasn’t shining through the window like it had yesterday morning, and I knew it was a dark day because it was storming outside. It was a perfect day to stay inside all Saturday.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I assured him.

He hummed in response, his lips brushing against the back of my shoulder now. I could feel him starting to drift off again, so I let myself relax too, sinking into the warmth of the blankets and his body.

I let the tiredness come over me, but I didn’t fully fall asleep. My stomach was growling, and it wouldn’t let me think about anything other than breakfast.

It growled loud enough to wake up Joska and make him laugh. “Someone’s hungry,” he said, his voice heavy with sleep.

I turned around to face him, with his arms still around me. Our eyes met, and that small grin on his lips made me smile. “Maybe a little.”

“Let me go make you some waffles,” he suggested, ready to get out of bed.

“Wait.” I stopped him by gripping his shoulders and pulling him back to me. Once he was close enough, I kissed him passionately.

He leaned over me and cupped my face with one hand, while he pulled my body closer against his with his other. I moaned when I felt his cock pressing against my pussy. I immediately became weak, and I feared that my stomach would have to wait a little while longer to be filled.

“Stop me,” he demanded, but I continued to kiss him. I didn’t want to stop this. I used every moment, took every opportunity I got to be this close to him, even if it meant to starve.

A low chuckle left him when he realized that I wasn’t going to stop him. “Naughty,” he muttered into the kiss before he deepened it by pushing his tongue into my mouth.

I moaned and pulled him closer by wrapping my arms around his neck and pushing my hands into his hair. I pulled at it, unable to hide how eager I was to taste him.

He pressed his cock against me again, and I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts. His cock grew as he rubbed against me. Breakfast became secondary. I needed him more than I needed food.

From that moment on it all happened so quickly.

He broke the kiss and pushed himself up to get rid of his boxers, and once they were off, he hooked his fingers into my panties to take them off as well.

I let him do whatever he wanted. We both knew where this was going to end anyway.

Before he got comfortable, he reached into the drawer to take out a condom. He put it on, then leaned back against the headboard, looking at me with lustful eyes.

“Come here.”

I watched him for a moment, understanding what he wanted from me. “I’ve never…”

“It’s okay. I’ll guide you,” he assured me, smiling gently. “Come here. Straddle me.”

I moved over him until I was sitting on his lap, with my hands resting on his chest to steady myself.

He reached between us to grab his cock, and after lifting my hips, he moved his tip through my folds before gently pushing against my entrance.

“If it’s too much, just let me know,” he told me as he slowly slid inside of me.

“I don’t think this will make much of a differ—” I stopped myself when the sensation of his cock inside me felt way different than it had the first time. “Woah.”

He smirked and placed both his hand on my ass. “Feel good?”

“Yes. More intense, somehow.”

He nodded, slowly moving me on top of him. “For me too.”

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