“No, Mountain Man, fuck me now, hard and deep,” she answers him with her eyes half closed.
John wants to plunge inside of her fast and hard, but he won’t because of his size, he doesn’t want to hurt her. He pulls one of her legs up so her knee is bent, then the other, opening her up nice and wide to accommodate all of him. He pushes the head in and stops to let her get used to him and the Prince Albert ring.
“Oh Goooood,” she moans long and guttural.
“Grrrrrrrrrrrrr,” he growls as he pushes in a little more. Going slow is absolute torture for him.
Elsie moves her hand to grab his ass and pulls at him, while slamming her hips into him.
“OH MY GOD!” she yells as she starts to rock against him from underneath.
John thrusts into her slow, hard and deep as he kisses her again, wrapping his arms tightly around her.
‘’OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD...,” Elsie yells.
John moves and flips them quickly, so Elsie is on top, riding him.
“Elsie, Angel, Brian is going to push into your ass a little, not all the way tonight. It’s going to feel so good for you, Angel.”
Her eyes widen. She’s a little afraid, they’re both so big, but she is almost ready to cum. Having their fingers inside of her there felt so good, the thought of having both of them inside her excites her even more. She shifts slightly and pushes her ass up a little, arching her back inviting Brian to enter her.
Brian straddles John’s legs and moves up behind Elsie’s beautiful ass. He presses the head of his cock against the entrance of Elsie’s ass. It immediately begins to give, thanks to John’s fingers which have already started to stretch her. John starts to move her up and down on him. Elsie grinds herself against him, his piercings working their magic on her.
“Oh God, yes, please…,” she moans gyrating and writhing on both of their cocks.
The exquisiteness of both of them filling her, awakening all of her nerve endings, taking her even higher felt beyond incredible. Elsie is getting lost in the sensations, drowning in the erotic euphoria that’s engulfing her and making her high.
The head of Brian’s cock is nestled inside Elsie’s tight hole. It’s killing him not to move himself further in so he takes the base of his shaft in his hand and begins to pump it. John is meeting Elsie thrust for thrust.
“OHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD!!” she moans pressing herself against him and rubbing that bottom bar on her electrified clit.
The fullness is mind blowing. Her holes are pulsing and throbbing harder and harder as the tidal wave of her orgasm builds.
John takes both her nipples in his fingers and pinches, the painful pleasure sensations shoot through her, straight to her pussy.
“YESYESYESYES!!!” Elsie shatters, the orgasm intense and unending, as John continues to thrust into her, rubbing her clit on his bar making her orgasm go on as long as she can handle it.
Elsie collapses on top of John.
John wraps his arms around her waist and holds her still as he pumps, cumming hard inside her, his climax making everything explode in a myriad of bright white and colors.
Brian grabs his balls with one hand, as his other pumps his shaft, and his cum pumps into Elsie’s ass. The sensation of her tight hole grabbing at him sent him spiraling over the edge with them both.
The three of them lie spent, tangled together in a bundle of arms, legs, and bodies.
Since Brian is on top, he gets up and goes into the bathroom, to get some warm wet cloths. He comes back to the bedroom and hands John one before returning to the bathroom.
“Here Angel, let me clean you up,” John says softly, shifting Elsie to her side and kissing her softly.
He wipes her sex and her ass gently, unconcerned that he’s cleaning another man’s cum from her as well his own. John can tell that Elsie’s completely spent, she can hardly keep her eyes open.
“Sleep, Angel, rest yourself,” he whispers softly.
Elsie lets sleep claim her, her last waking thought is, I’m happy.
CHAPTER 9 “…For what I’ve done, I start again. And whatever pain may come, today this ends. I’m forgiving what I’ve done…,” Lyrics “What I’ve Done” by Linkin Park
John stirs in the early morning light, that’s filtering in through the window in his bedroom, all is quiet and peaceful here in his bed. The world seems perfect, like nothing could go wrong and everything that he wants could be his. He feels alive, content, and free. His hands smooth over Elsie’s warm, creamy skin and a soft moan comes from her sleeping body nestled against his.
She’s perfect, an angel in the flesh, he thinks as his hardened cock jerks with need for her. He moves his palm down the flat expanse of her stomach and his heart aches from the many lines of scars there.
What tormented her so much that she did this to herself? he wonders as pain fills him imagining Elsie’s despair when she did this.
As his hand grazes over her mound and moves to her folds, her legs open, instinctively welcoming him. His other hand is under her cupping her breast. He takes her nipple and begins to flick it, twist it, and pull it. His mouth lowers to her shoulder to stroke her flesh softly with his lips. John breathes her scent in, it’s fresh and crisp like a spring day. He fills his lungs with it wanting to keep it so he’ll always have a part of her inside him. His fingers, between her legs, slide into her already wet opening, and she presses her ass against him. She reaches back and grabs his rock hard staff, guiding it into her. They moan together as he slides himself fully inside her heat. John cups her sex, pressing his palm
