Page 123 of Stepbrothers

“I’m not hurting her,” Trig said, “she’s taking it. I can see what I’m doing. I don’t want her hurt either.”

Suddenly, a blissful buzzing pressed against her needy clit. “That’s it…yes…yes…” She closed her eyes again. It was just what she needed to help her take Trig’s cock into her ass. “Fuck…yes…Hugh, yes, like that. Oh yes, just there.”

“Good girl,” Trig said. “Nearly there now.”

Hugh worked the vibe on her clit, over it, around it, giving her what she needed. Trig kept on slowly, so slowly, filling her ass. When his balls pressed up against her pussy lips, he held her hips firm and leaned forward, touched his lips to her ear.

“I’m in. I’m in your beautiful ass so deep, and you feel fucking amazing.” He kissed the side of her head. “Good girl.”

“Oh god.” She gasped. “I want to come…but…”

“You will, and don’t worry, I’m not going to pound your ass this first time.” He paused, dragged in a deep breath. “Wouldn’t last a second if I did, you’re so fucking hot like this.”

“Please…” She didn’t know what she was asking for. She was glad he wasn’t going to pound her ass, but, oh, she wanted to come. But could she, would she, with him in her ass? What would it be like?

He straightened and held her hips, kept himself buried deep, unmoving.

She rocked against the vibe, her pussy clenching. Hugh was getting the pressure just right. The spark of an orgasm had been ignited, and she ground for more, moaning and trembling. Her body seemed to take on a life of its own—a life that craved more of everything her men were giving her.

“Oh fuck.” Trig groaned. “Keep still, wildcat.”

“I can’t…oh, I’m so close…I…Hugh…please, don’t stop.”

He kept on working her clit with the vibe, the vibrations pulsing through her pussy to her ass which clenched around the root of Trig’s cock.

Trig let out a roar, deep and primal, and then his cock was throbbing inside her as he came.

She arched her back, cried out, so close now…

But then he slipped from her. “Fuck, that was too good. I couldn’t hold off.” He was breathing hard.

“No. Fuck no.” She twisted to glare at him. “I was just about to come. I want to—”

“And you will.” Hugh passed the vibe to Trig. “Take over.” He shoved at his jeans, and his erection sprang free. He then filled his hand up with oil and coated his length.

“Yes. Yes. Give me your cock. In my ass. Now.”

Smack.

Trig’s hand had landed hard on her right buttock. “Don’t demand of us,” he said and wiped his forearm on his shiny brow. “We’re running this show, remember.”

She clamped her mouth shut. But then when she felt Hugh’s thick cock breaching her asshole, she closed her eyes and held her breath. Fuck. He was just as big and hard as Trig, but she’d stretched now, and this time she enjoyed the invasion, feeling every bit of him sink deeper and deeper.

Trig was there with the vibe, his pressure on her clit firmer than Hugh’s.

Within seconds, she was getting ready to come again. Hugh was fucking her ass; unlike Trig, he was moving, not withdrawing completely and not fast, but it was stimulating and new and had her pushing onto him for more.

She moaned and clasped Parker’s hands. Stared at his face, though her vision had blurred. “I’m coming…”

“Yes. Come.” Excitement laced his tone. “Come with Hugh in your ass, it will be incredible.” He looked over her shoulder. “Keep up with the vibe, Trig, she’s nearly there. Fuck. Yeah.”

The flash of desire in Parker’s eyes had Clarice spinning into her orgasm. It was dark and deep, and intense and wild. She hung for a moment, breath held, wondering if she’d survive it, before she gave in to the ecstasy.

Crying out, she arched her spine and shoved harder onto Hugh’s cock.

He let out a wail and slapped his hands over her raw ass cheeks, gripped them.

The added sensation of his clasping fingers toppled her further over the edge, and her pussy and ass spasmed uncontrollably.

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