Fun

Danny’s lips stretched wider, her breath hitching as Sam’s tongue flicked against her own, coaxing her into a slick, rhythmic dance, each stroke of their mouths synchronized, each moan vibrating against his skin. Aaron groaned, his fingers knotting in both their hair, hips rolling forward as they worked him in tandem.

Aaron groaned, his fingers tightening in their hair as he arched his hips forward.

"Fuck, I'm the luckiest bastard alive," he panted, voice rough with pleasure.

"Damn, Aaron. They really can’t get enough." One of the other guys exclaimed. "Get in on this boys!" Aaron laugher, as the other 2 men approached, waving their huge cocks on front of Danny and Sam.

Danny’s throat burned as she took the second cock, her lips sealing around the thick head while Sam’s fingers curled possessively around the base, guiding her. The salty musk of skin filled her mouth as she hollowed her cheeks, tongue swirling beneath the swollen ridge. Sam’s breath hitched beside her, her own lips stretched around the third man’s shaft, spit glistening down the length as she sucked with hungry, wet pulls. Danny’s lips trembled around the thick shaft as one of the men chuckled darkly above her.

“Damn, look at these two,” he growled, thrusting deeper into her mouth. “Born to take BBC.” Sam moaned around her own cock, her lashes fluttering as another man traced his thumb over her stretched lips. “Fuck, they even taste like they were made for this,” he muttered, rolling his hips forward.

Sam’s, taking a break from sucking another dick fingers slid down Danny’s back, nails scraping lightly over the curve of her spine before hooking into the waistband of her jeans.

“Off,” she commanded, breath hot against Danny’s ear, her voice low and rough with want. Danny whimpered around Aaron’s cock as Sam tugged at the denim, the fabric dragging over her hips inch by torturous inch. The cool air of the room hit her bare skin as the jeans finally pooled at her ankles, leaving her completely exposed, no underwear, just flushed skin and the slick evidence of how much she wanted this.

Danny gasped as thick fingers circled her slick folds, teasing her entrance with slow, deliberate strokes. One of the men chuckled darkly above her, his free hand still tangled in her hair as he guided her mouth back onto his cock. “Damn, she’s dripping,” he growled, dragging his thumb through her wetness before pressing it firmly against her clit.

Danny moaned around Aaron’s cock, her lips stretched tight as his thick shaft pulsed against her tongue. She could feel the man behind her, his calloused fingers sliding through her slick folds, teasing her entrance before pushing two digits deep inside. Her hips jerked forward, impaling herself on his hand, but she didn’t stop sucking, her throat working in ****, wet pulls. Sam watched with dark amusement, her own mouth wrapped around the second man’s length again.

The man behind Danny dragged his thick cockhead through her dripping folds, smearing her slick arousal along his length before pressing the swollen tip against her tight entrance. Danny whined around Aaron’s shaft, her thighs trembling as he teased her, rubbing slow circles against her clenching hole without pushing in.

“Fuck, look at that,” one of the other guys muttered, his grip tightening in Sam’s hair as she bobbed between them. “Tight little white pussy begging for it.” Sam’s eyes flicked up, dark with hunger, watching as the man finally notched himself against Danny and thrust forward in one brutal, claiming stroke.

The man behind Danny gripped her hips hard, his thick cock buried only half way, as he pulled her back onto him in a rough, claiming thrust. Danny’s cry was muffled around Aaron’s shaft, her throat fluttering as she struggled to take both cocks at once, one stretching her lips wide, the other splitting her open from behind.

The man behind Danny growled as her tight walls clenched around him, her body arching as the pleasure coiled white-hot in her core. His thrusts turned punishing, each snap of his hips dragging a broken whimper from Danny’s throat, whimpers that vibrated around Aaron’s cock still buried between her lips. Sam watched, her own mouth working hungrily, fingers digging into Danny’s hip as she felt the tremors wracking her friend’s body.

“That’s it,” Sam purred, her voice thick with approval. “Let go.” Danny’s vision blurred as the pressure shattered, her back bowing, toes curling against the floor as her first orgasm ripped through her.

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Outside, her step bro was trying to figure out what write, to fix this.

"Danny remembers who she really is!"

The words vanished.

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Inside, Danny, coming down from her orgasm, still getting helplessly fucked, came to a realisation. Her eyes widened as she took in the feelings....but she couldn't stop it.