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It takes me a second to realize that he’s talking to me, since I’m still reeling from the very intense orgasm I just had. Pushing myself up, I move over to straddle him where he’s sitting up now. It feels like a very intimate position, especially when he kisses me.

I can practically feel how excited Rachelle is, and I suddenly realize that she’s a voyeur. My kinky girl. Holy fuck, we can have so much fun with that.

I can hear her picking up the little bottle of lube, despite how wet I’m sure she is, loving the moan she gives as she pushes in the wand on the toy. It’s when she places the little sucker on her clit and turns on the toy that I know she’s ready for whatever comes next.

Fuck, I love her little noises.

Nacio glances over to watch her, groaning at the way she looks sprawled on the pillows, legs wide open. Rachelle is still wearing her shirt, the little savage that she is.

“I’m so fucking jealous of that toy,” he growls. “It better make you squirt if you’re making those little noises already. I want to need to change the sheets, little sister. Is that clear?”

My pussy clenches, making my fingers sink into his muscles as I shudder. I need his dick right the fuck now if he’s going to keep talking like that.

“Ignacio,” I whimper. “God, your fucking mouth.”

“Two very beautiful, needy girls,” he murmurs. “Let’s fill you up with my cock, Lili.”

His large hands pick me up, and I reach between us to line his dick up with my entrance. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex with a guy, and I feel a small flash of fear.

“Nice and easy, baby. You’re in charge,” he reminds me. “You and Rachelle have full control of what happens here. Be a good girl and sink down on my cock.”

Well, when he says it like that…

The stretch as I sink down feels really good, my hips rolling to work him further in. Rachelle watches intently as I ride him, relaxing as she sees that I’m enjoying it. Leaning into the pleasure as his thumb reaches between us to roll over my clit, my head drops back as I moan.

The stimulation is almost overwhelming as I ride his cock, because I’m nowhere near the base. I let my body relax as I slide down his shaft, my pussy getting even wetter as everything begins to feel really fucking good. My arms wrap around his neck, and he drops his head down to kiss me. Just because he’s sitting up, doesn’t mean I’m taller even in this position.

Since he’s sitting up as I ride him, his cock fills me even more until I finally reach the base. Able to have more freedom now that I can use his pelvic bone to grind on, I begin to use him as my own very well endowed toy.

“Lili,” he gasps. “Fuck. Yeah, that’s right. Use me, baby. Goddamn, you’re squeezing me so tightly.”

Rachelle whimpers as she comes for the first time tonight, the sound of her gushing making me clamp down so hard I make Nacio yell. Sweat slowly drips between my breasts, and he leans down to lick it up. The three of us are so tightly connected, it feels as if every moan, whimper, gasp brings me closer to coming.

Nacio whispers words of praise, telling me how well I’m taking his cock, and how he wants me to drench his balls in my cream. Tears begin to slowly fall down my cheeks as everything ramps up, his cock rolling over a spot I’ve never had touched before.

Sobbing, I hold tightly to him as he tells how well I’m doing, and that he can feel how close I am.

“Let go, Lili. Your body wants you to,” he whispers, kissing down my throat as he hugs my body to his chest.

Rachelle’s lids are heavy as she watches, zero panic in her gaze. She’s completely invested, aroused, and it’s when her eyes roll back as she comes again that I allow myself to let go.

Sex with Ignacio is being completely vulnerable with someone who cares about you. It’s not fucking, it’s making love. It’s healing, and knowing you are helping the girl you love get over one of her most traumatic experiences of her life.

My mouth opens in a soundless scream as my orgasm tears through me, and I feel Nacio’s cock jerk inside of me as he follows. Taking over, he thrusts up into me as I milk his dick of every drop of cum. Collapsing onto the pillows, the three of us look at each other as we struggle to breathe.

“This was better than any attempt at porn,” Rachelle rasps, the toy dropping onto the bed. “Thank you.”

Unable to say anything under the weight of those words, we reach out for her to come closer. We’ll do anything for Rachelle.

Doesn’t matter what.

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October thirty-first

Halloween

ELIJAH

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