by Madison Faye
I hate that the little frat shithead she walked in here with is listening, and maybe his tiny little dick is getting hard hearing this girl moan for our big cocks. Maybe he's banking her moans away for later, for his own use.
The thought of him getting that one for his memories makes me rage, and for a second, I weigh the idea of going downstairs and beating the shit out of him — maybe causing a little memory loss.
But no, not even that tempting idea is pulling me away from her right now. Because right now, I need to taste her. And I am through denying myself that sweet pleasure.
She gasps as I scoop her up and then toss her down on the bed. She shrieks, her eyes wild and her arms flailing, but Remy is there to swallow those cries of hers with his mouth. He kisses her roughly, pinning her to the bed.
I strip off my pants and move between her creamy thighs, mine spreading hers wide.
Fuck yes.
Black lacy panties with little red polka-dots on them have my vision swimming and my balls tightening with need to claim her.
A tiny, thin little piece of fabric is all that stands between me and my prize. One flimsy, lacy pair of panties is all that’s stopping my rock-hard dick from plunging balls deep in that sweet little cunt.
I strip off my boxers, and wrap my hand around my thickness. I stroke my cock as I move over her, big drops of my sticky pre-cum dripping onto her thighs and her soft belly. I reach for her panties, hook my fingers into them, and then before she can even react, I flex my arms and yank. The damn things tear right off, and when I pull them away from her, I groan.
Goddamn her pussy is fucking perfect.
Soft, pink, slick — a sweet honeyed scent I can fucking smell from here. And right above it…I groan, my cock lurching in my hands.
"Shit, baby girl," Remy groans, his own pants off now and his cock standing thick and proud. He's kneeling on the bed behind her head, holding her arms down and staring with hungry eyes at what I'm feasting mine on.
A heart.
This little college prick-tease has shaved her soft, light brown pussy hair into a fuckin' heart shape.
"That for your boyfriend?" I chuckle darkly, squeezing my dick and pumping droplets of creamy white cum onto her skin. I smear my cum into the heart with my cock, making it sticky with my mark.
"No," she whimpers, shaking her head quickly. "I told you, that's not my boyfriend."
"Who's it for then?" Remy growls lowly. He brings one hand down to her tits and palms one of them, twisting her nipple in his fingers and making her gasp so sweetly.
"No— no one!"
"Well, I guess it's for us now, isn't it?" I purr, my hand flexing around my throbbing shaft as I move down between her thighs. I move onto my knees near the foot of the bed, my hands gripping the backs of her thighs hard and pushing her legs up high and wide for me. Her soft pink little petals spread for me, and I fucking groan when I see her dripping wet cunt open up for me.
Soon, I think to myself. Soon I'll be feeling that little pussy stretch so nicely around every damn inch of me.
But first, I'm going to taste my prize.
My breath teases over her slit, and she shivers — a little mewling whimper escaping her lips. I know she might hate that she is, but this gorgeous little tease is wetter than she's ever been right now, for us. I mean fuck, her tight little pussy is literally dripping — a slick wetness that drips down her lips and over her very inviting asshole.
So slick, and so sweet.
So mine.
My tongue delves in, and she cries out. I groan as I push my tongue deep, and when the cream erupts from her lips, I hear more cries from downstairs. But then, they don't know and can't tell that what they think is a cry of pain is really a cry of unbridled pleasure.
Pure fucking pleasure.
My tongue drags through her sticky, slick, soft lips, and fuck, it's the best thing I've ever tasted. She's fucking sweet like candy and soft like heaven and innocence, and I groan as I push my tongue deep, wanting more.
I move to her clit, bringing my hand down and easing a finger inside. My lips wrap around her clit as her walls clamp down tight around my finger. She writhes, moaning and bucking her hips as I swirl my tongue around her clit and savor the taste of her struggle and pleasure.
"You like this, don't you?" Remy groans. I look up to see him moving over her, stroking his cock slowly.
"Open your mouth, beautiful."
I watch her hesitate for one second, but as his hand slides into her hair and tightens there, she whimpers and opens her soft pink lips.
Good girl.
Her lips wrap around my buddy's cock, and he groans in pleasure. His hips rock, and she moans as he starts to slowly fuck her mouth, his big dick stretching those pouty lips wide around him. My own cock lurches as I suck on her clit, licking greedily at her sweet cream.
I trail down to the prize I've been fucking dying to claim. My tongue swirls over her tight, puckered little asshole, making her suddenly buck her hips off the bed and squirm to get away.
"Uh-uh," I growl, my hands tightening on her thighs and pushing her curvy hips back into the mattress. "All of you, baby girl," I growl lowly, darting my tongue out and letting it swipe over her ass again. She bucks against me again, her hips bumping my face and making my nose sting with the hit.
"Goddamnit," I snarl, my hands skimming down her creamy thighs and spreading her wide. I look up and nod at Remy, and when he nods back, I know he knows what I'm after.
Annabelle gasps and cries out as the two of us flip her over on her belly, pinning her down to the bed. Remy moves back in front of her, easing his cock back between her lips and grunting.
Me, I spread those pretty legs wide, wind back, and let my hand come down with a sharp smack on her tight, upturned, pampered, rich-girl ass. I groan, watching that sweet ass jiggle with my spank, her skin blooming pink as my cock pulses.
"Naughty girl," I growl as she whimpers around Remy's cock. I spank her again, and again, and again, and when I slip my hand between her thighs, she's so fucking wet that I easily push two fingers deep inside her slit.
I know they can hear it downstairs — the sound of my palm on her skin. And I know they can hear her moans, which for all they know are the sounds of us torturing her or something.
They don't know that it's the two of us warming this little tease up for the fucking of her life.
And again, part of me fucking hates that they can hear her. After all, as of tonight, those little moans and the sweet sound of her losing control are for my and Remy's ears only. No other man on earth is going to hear this fucking tease moan for him, or look at him with those pretty blue eyes while she's on her knees with those soft lips open and ready.
No, that's all for us now. Forever.
Those assholes downstairs listening is something I hate, but it's a necessary thing, and I know it.
Everything goes according to plan.
I move my mouth down to the small of her back, letting my tongue linger on her skin. My fingers curl deep inside of her as I move my mouth down between the soft globes of her ass, trailing my tongue until it centers on her tight little asshole. She squeals, her mouth full of Remy's balls as my tongue pushes deep inside, tongue-fucking her naughtiest place and making her fucking love every second of it.
My fingers stroke in and out of her honeyed, slippery pussy, curling against her g-spot as my tongue slides in and out of her ass. But as much as I could do this all fucking day, I want more.
I need more.
I move up and push her legs wide apart, stroking my cock against her ass. She really starts to buck hard against us now, whimpering loudly and squirming when she feels my big cock slide over her pussy. But Remy and I are both far stronger than her, and we're fucking hungry for this. His hand tightens in her hair, muffling her cries with his cock sliding between her lips. I groan as I pull her ass up high in the air and center my cock at her tight, pink entrance.
God damn I've waited too long for t
his. I've waited way longer than a man should ever have to wait to have what's his. Her sweet little cunt gently opens around my cock, her petal-lips kissing the head sweetly. I groan, and my cock twitches and leaks white pre-cum all over her pussy.
So tight, and inviting. So ready.
So mine.
I tease her opening once more, stroking my dick and letting the head bump against her clit. She gasps, pulling away from Remy and looking back at me with big, wide eyes.
"No more waiting, princess," I hiss. "Time to take what's mine."
"You don't have to do this!"
"I know," I growl. "But I want to."
I rock my hips forward, and slide every single inch of my thick cock deep inside.
And sweet, innocent little Annabella Dupuis moans.
Fuckin' loudly.
6
Annabella
I cry out as his big cock slams into me, stretching me so tightly and filling me like I've never been filled before. God he's huge. It's so thick and he hits me so deep that my legs shake — his size hitting me in places I've never felt anyone before.
And I'm So. Fucking. Wet.
I know he can tell, too. I know he knows how turned on I am by him and his friend and their rough handling of me by how easily he slid in. No resistance, just slick, sticky need for his cock. And he's bare too — nothing between me and this rough, dangerous criminal's big, swollen cock.
He grinds in deep, making me moan deeply around Remy's thick shaft. The blond man in front of me with the chiseled muscles and the swirls of dangerous looking tattoo ink groans deeply, his cock slipping in and out of my stretched, puffy lips.
Bishop pulls out, and before I can even stop myself, I whimper, missing the feeling of him filling me and touching me in places no one else has ever reached before. But then he slides back in, filling me to the hilt, and I can't even try to stop the moan that comes from my lips.
"Such a dirty little slut," Remy growls. His filthy words make me gasp, and make my body ache for more. He pushes my hair back away from my face and pulls it into his fist. He tugs on it, sending a shiver through my whole body as he pulls my head to him and kisses me fiercely. Demandingly. His hands slide to my breasts, cupping them in his powerful hands and twisting my nipples in his fingers until I cry out again.
"I think you like us fucking you like this," his groans, biting my lip and making me gasp. "You like taking two strange men like this, at once, fucking you like a dirty little slut, don't you?"
The moan that tumbles from my lips is one of pure, raw pleasure — his filthy words hitting something deep and buried inside of me and ripping it to the surface.
"Oh she fucking likes it," Bishop groans, his cock throbbing so hard as he drives it in and out of my pussy. I can feel myself clinging tightly to him on every thrust, my wetness coating my thighs. His heavy balls slap my clit on every thrust, and his fingers dig deep enough to leave bruises on my skin.
"You like feeling his big cock stretch that tight little college girl pussy out, don't you, baby?"
I don't answer, I just squeeze my eyes shut and whimper.
"Answer me," Remy growls dangerously, his fingers pinching my nipples and making me cry out. I open my eyes and shiver at the heat in his gaze as I look up at him.
"Yes," I say meekly.
"Louder."
"Yes!" I cry out.
"Open that pretty mouth and stick your tongue out."
I moan, shivering but doing what he tells me to do. He strokes his thick cock right in front of me — his chiseled ab muscles rippling as he lets the head graze over my outstretched tongue. I can taste the salty pre-cum the leaks out of his cock, sending a wicked, naughty thrill through me.
Bishop drives in deep, his big cock rocking me forward onto Remy's cock head as he fills me to the brim from behind. He rocks in again, fucking me mercilessly, like he's claiming what's his to take. I close my eyes again, letting the filthiness and the wrongness of all of this sink into me until I can feel my skin burning with the heat of it all. But Remy cups my jaw in his strong hand.
"Uh-uh, beautiful," he purrs loudly. "No closing your eyes. I want to see those pretty eyes when you take my cock deep in your throat.
He pushes it between my lips and I moan as I feel him stretch them wide. He grunts as I take him deep, my eyes never leaving his dark ones as I feel him throb against the back of my throat
"Fuck she feels so fucking good, man," Bishop growls behind me, making me whimper as he grinds his cock deep and brings his palm down on my ass again. The two of them grunt loudly, animalistically, pumping me back and forth between them. They hold me tight, their muscles tensed and rippling and their cocks throbbing rock hard.
Masculine groans fill the room, and the feeling of powerful hands holding me down and making me submit has my whole body ready to explode. It's like there's this dark, dirty side of me that's been buried deep inside, and somehow, these two rough men have just demanded it out of me.
They use their hands to push and pull me back and forth like a plaything. I slide off of Bishop, my pussy gripping him hungrily even if I know it's so wrong and so fucked up that I'm loving this. I sink forward, moaning as I take Remy deep in my throat, only to be pulled back off of him to feel Bishop slide every thick inch back inside of my eager pussy.
"Fuck, I gotta get a taste of that," Remy grunts finally, pulling back with a groan. I gasp, spit hanging from my lips to his cock in this slutty way that sets something on fire inside of me. I look up at him, and he groans as he leans down and kisses me fiercely.
"My turn," he purrs dangerously.
I whimper softly, swallowing the thickness in my throat. "Whatever you want, I'll—"
"This is what we want, Annabella," he growls softly.
I freeze and he grins at the look on my face
"Oh, we know your name, honey," he groans. "In fact, we know everything about you."
Bishop pulls his slick, throbbing cock from my pussy with a wet sound, and Remy takes his place. I whimper, feeling his thick cock tease over my clit, his hands grabbing my ass. He lines up, pushing just the head inside and waiting as I inhale sharply.
"We know everything about you because you're ours now."
7
Remy
I groan as I push inside. Fuck she's so goddamn tight, and so fucking wet. Even after Bishop's thick cock, she's so tight I'd swear I was taking her cherry right here and now.
A man can dream.
She cries out as I bury myself to the hilt in her bare, slick little pussy. My balls rub against her clit as I savor the feeling of her wrapped so tight around my cock. Bishop moves in front of her, his dick all shiny and slick from her pussy.
"Clean it," he purrs.
She clamps her mouth shut and shakes her head fiercely. But when I bring my palm down across her pink, upturned ass, that sass goes right out of her, and fuck if she doesn't open her mouth, stick her tongue out, and start sucking his cock like a good girl. I groan as I sink every inch deep inside, feeling her walls clench tight to me as she writhes beneath us.
Soon now, we'll move to the next step. As much as I could do this — fucking her and dominating her and claiming her until she can't stand and until she never even wants another cock but ours — all damn night and probably forever, there's another step to our plan.
The money, of course.
I scowl. You'd have thought that this would be the distasteful part of the plan. And yeah, maybe to a normal person, stealing an innocent college girl away and defiling her like this with my buddy, and making her young body moan and whimper and beg for more even when she knows it's wrong — yeah, that might be the distasteful part of the plan for some people.
Not to us though. To us, this is the plan. To us, finally claiming her sweet body after months of waiting, feeling her slowly give in more and more as we claim every fucking inch of her is the one thing that's been our obsession for months now. The hell with the money and the rest of it. But alas, the next steps
to the plan are important. Soon, we'll have to deal with the rest of them downstairs, and the parts that come after that. But first?
I grin tightly, my jaw clenched and my balls throbbing as I bury my cock to the hilt in her tight little cunt.
First, there's this.
I nod at Bishop before I pull my aching cock from Annabella’s steamy little slit and flip her over onto her back. She gasps, and for a second, it looks like she's going to make a break for the door, but I grab her and hold her fast. I pin her down on the bed, my hips spreading her creamy thighs and my hands holding her wrists to the bed. I groan, rolling my hips enough to let my cock head slide over her pussy, leaving a trail of sticky, slick pre-cum in it's wake and making a mess of her pretty little cunt.
I nudge it lower, and she whimpers as my thick head spreads the petals of her pussy and eases inside.
"I'm going to let go of one of your hands, princess," I growl. "But the only fucking thing I want you to do with it is play with your clit while I fuck you with this big cock. Is that understood?"
Her eyes flash fire, but I can see a change in it. It's not so much defiance as it is heat. Fuck, it's desire I see there in her eyes, as much as she's trying to hide it.
I let go of one of her wrists, and I watch her hesitate for just a second.
"Play with that pussy, princess. Show me what a good girl you are and play with your clit."
A whimpering little moan falls from her lips, but sure enough, her freed hand slides down her soft body. It traces over her belly, and teases across the little heart above her pussy lips, before her fingers start to roll over her clit.
And she moans.
"There's a good girl," Bishop growls tightly, stroking his thick cock with a tight fist. He moves forward, and when he pushes his swollen head against her lips, she parts them and sucks him inside.
My cock plunges inside, her pussy making these wet sounds that fill the room alongside her moans and our growls as I start to fuck her hard. She's whimpering loudly, slurping all over Bishop’s cock as my balls slap against her ass with every powerful thrust. He moves until he's straddling her head, and her hot little mouth goes to his balls as he groans and strokes his cock. Her full tits jiggle as I fuck her, and I watch as Bishop drops a hand to them and starts to roll her nipples under his fingers.
