Page 62 of A Voice In Chains
She claws my shoulders and spreads her legs wider while Arkin hits that special spot with his fingers.
A shudder runs through me as I pick up the pace, causing the bed to creak rhythmically.
It’s too soon to blow my load, so I flop over onto my back, and the girl wastes no time straddling my hips.
While she rides me, Arkin roots through the drawers like he lives here. Removing a small bottle of lube, he wiggles it in the air like a prize.
This is the moment I expect our female guest to freak out, but she barely reacts when he settles behind her and squirts out a large glob of slippery lube.
We exchange a look over her shoulder, and he smirks. Thankfully, she moans when he preps her with his fingers, stroking the spot where my slick cock pumps her stretched cunt.
I’d die if we had to stop now—I’mthatdesperate to feel his dick grind against mine inside her.
“What’s your name?” I ask the girl, palming her big tits. They’re bigger than Amy’s—a lot bigger. And pierced.
I tug on the barbels, and she leans down to kiss me, pushing her tongue into my mouth.
“Ava,” she whispers before gasping against my lips as Arkin pushes inside her pussy.
Most men would fuck her ass. Keep that barrier between us, but not my Arkin.
He grips her hair tight, wrapping it around his wrist, then demands my full attention as he slowly makes her accommodate us both in her tight pussy. It’s not easy, and moments of prodding pass. Moments of me rubbing her swollen clit. But then he finally bottoms out, and we groan as we watch each other.
The sensation is unlike anything I’ve felt, and when he slowly withdraws, I do the same.
We drive back in together, and I see stars.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chant, digging my fingers into her soft thighs.
“I know…” She pants. “It feels… Ungh… I’m so full.”
It takes a bit of finesse, but it’s worth it. We soon fuck her together like waves crashing against a cliff.
“Oh, God,” she whimpers. “It’s too much. I’m gonna come again. I can feel it. I?—”
“Come on our cocks.” I pinch her hard little nipples. “Come for us. We’ll flood your pussy with cum.”
My filthy words tip her over the edge, and she lets out a gasp, her pussy squeezing us so tight that it’s almost painful.
Arkin drives into her three more times—three hard, brutal thrusts that knock the headboard against the wall. It’s game over for me too.
I squeeze my eyes shut. “Fuck, I’m coming.”
As my dick pulses its release, the thought of Arkin fucking his cum into her along with me drives me nuts in the best way, and I pump my hips as I open my eyes to watch him behind her.
He’s observing me, too, his lips curving in a dark smile before he pulls out.
Our combined cum seeps from her stretched cunt as she flops down beside me and laughs. “That was crazy. I was so not exp?—”
Before she can finish her sentence, Arkin pulls her down by the ankles until her ass is hanging over the edge of the bed and dives between her bruised thighs like a ravenous beast.
He licks her clean, a masculine, slightly unhinged growl rumbling in his chest as blood rushes to my softening cock, and before I know it, my engorged length reaches my belly button again.
I stroke it slowly and tease myself until I’m so aroused that I’m crawling back over to straddle the girl’s shoulders.
She gazes up at me with wide eyes as I take her mouth, and the pleasure soon threatens to buckle my knees.
Arkin is still licking her, his tongue buried deep in her pussy.
