Page 62 of Black Sheep
“Good girl, push back, show me how well your ass cantake my finger.”
I don’t mean to, but I push back and his finger sinks farther inside of me, the taboo feeling morphing into an excited ache. A second finger joins the first and a slight burning mixes with the feeling of fullness.
Reaching over, he grabs something from the dresser beside the bed and I feel cool liquid run between my cheeks as his fingers carefully work it inside of me.
“Holy fuck,” a new male voice says.
“She’s a sight to behold,” Dimi agrees as I try to turn enough to see who else is in the room.
“Ali, Baby,” Vik coos, his voice familiar without the edge of shock.
“Rub her clit and make her come again, I need her relaxed, to stretch her enough to take my cock,” Dimi orders.
I feel, rather than see Vik, kneel down on the floor beside the bed. Then fingers touch my clit and I jolt.
“Fuck, you’re soaked, Baby.” Vik’s laugh is rough and seductive.
“She squirted all over me,” Dimi tells him proudly.
“Did Dimi fill you up, Baby?” Vik asks.
I don’t speak, incapable of uttering a word.
“Tell me, Baby. Did he stretch out this tight cunt with his monster cock, then fill you up with his cum?”
“Yes.” Nodding, I squirm with desire and discomfort and god knows what else.
“I can tell,” Vik murmurs, pushing two fingers into me and fucking me slowly while his other hand circles my clit.
“That’s it, Malishka,” Dimi praises as he squirts more lube onto my ass, pumping his fingers in and out. “You’regoing to take three of my fingers, then your ass is going to be full of my cock. I’m so hard, this tight hole is going to milk the cum right out of me.”
“Jesus, Dimi, she likes the sound of that, her cunt just clamped down on my fingers,” Vik rasps with a low chuckle.
A guttural pained moan falls from me as he pushes a third finger into my ass.
“Easy, Baby,” Vik soothes, rubbing my clit intent on making me come.
“It’s too much,” I groan.
“You can take it, Baby, deep breaths. His dick is a monster, taking the rest of us will be easy after this.”
Dimi pulls his fingers from my ass, immediately replacing them with the head of his cock, pushing until my ass stretches enough to accept it.
“Arrr, it hurts,” I cry, tensing and trying to push his cock back out again.
“Make her come,” Dimi tells Vik, who slides his fingers out of my pussy and starts to rub and tap on my clit in fast circles, distracting me from the pain as Dimi’s cock destroys my ass.
I come on a cry that is half pleasure, half pain. The moment I relax, Dimi fills me, fucking me in short, shallow thrusts that feel awful and amazing at the same time. Vik keeps working my clit until I come again and as the first wave hits, Dimi grunts, shuddering over me as he comes inside of my ass.
The next few minutes are a blur, but when I come back to my senses, I find myself in the middle of the bed with Dimi, naked and snuggled in behind me, and Vik fullydressed lying in front of me, his smile soft.
“Welcome back,” he says with a soft laugh.
“What happened?” I ask, my voice sounding slurred and tired.
“Dimi fucked you senseless.” Laughing again, Vik reaches up and tucks a wayward strand of hair behind my ear.
“Are you okay, Malishka?” Dimi asks, curling an arm around my waist and pushing his hand between my legs to cup my sore sex.
