Page 26 of CurVy Forever
“It’s Donnie, Vallie Baby. Let him have your pussy. Let my brother fuck you in our cage.”
“Pup,” I whisper gruffly, squeezing her.
“Donnie?” she whimpers with longing and relief. The sound nearly sets my cold heart ablaze.
I snigger. “Sounds like you like me today, Pup.”
“I don’t,” she lies and shuffles around, bracing herself on her hands and knees with her feet poking through the bars at the bedding. The thick flesh of her backside presses against the cage, and large grid-like lines indent her curves.
On all-fours for me.
Such a giving, little pup.
“Liar,” I breathe darkly. That eerie visitor—shadows and light from the moon—moves across her exposed arse, and I pull at the flesh.
My cock is already weeping when I thrust through the bars and push into her wet, hot pussy. So warm. So fucking tight. Such a good fucking girl for me.
I start to pound her through the cage. Like it’s been forever. Like I’ve missed her. Like her pussy is the closest thing to home I can be. And I want to be deep. Embedded.
My hips meet her pinched flesh and the bars. My balls slap the cage. It sends pain and pleasure through me. I don’t care. I don’t hold back. It’s primal at this point.
She arches for me to take her deeper while Tyler reaches between her legs. His fingers return to her clit, circling the warm bud, and his lips return to hers, kissing her in the romantic way I never can.
Her legs tremble as I fuck her tight, wet hole, knowing she can’t see me, that she just has to trust us, that we can take what we want, that she is ours.
All ours.
Forever—fuck.
She suddenly lets out a deep moan, and I groan as her climax twists her body into tremors, making her pussy cling to me like a vice. Warm liquid slides down my cock; her orgasm is thick and heavy and wet.
Did she squirt?
“Did you just squirt on my cock? My dirty, soggy little pup. Was that for my brother’s finger on your plump, little clit or for my cock stretching you wide?” I growl the words, feeling feral. My inner animal taking over and sending me wild.
The bars create deep red lines in her cheeks; her plump pussy lips bash between two bars and swallow my pounding cock like a greedy mouth.
“Donnie,” she whimpers a long, hoarse plea for me.
Tyler cups her heavy tits in both hands, massaging them as they jerk forward and backwards. “Good girl. Easy, you can do this. You can take him. I know you can, yeah?” He whispers sweet encouragements as I pound her harder and harder.
Goddamn, she’s wet. I bare my teeth to the dark, growls curling through my heavy panting.
He is now supporting her weak body to stay upright. “I know you can, Vallie Baby,” he coos, and she whimpers weakly. “You can suck my brother’s cock completely dry using your tight little pussy. Take his cock. Take the way he loves you. Take him, baby.”
“Oh God.” She shudders with another orgasm.
My fingers bite at her flesh to keep my pace.
She wobbles, wracked with fatigue—she’ll have bruised knees tomorrow, and her hands will ache. I fuck her at an unrelenting speed, rocking the cage, making too much noise. Fucking hard. Taking her to the point of pain. Like I do. Like she needs. And I’m fucking done in.
I can’t control my climax as it fires through my veins. Two thrusts rattle the cage, and I sink in deep, hold her arse to my pelvis, my cock bending at her cervix to get further inside her, and I blow my load.
“There you go,” Tyler praises.
I drop my head back. “Jesus. Fuck. Take my cum. Take it, take me. You. Dirty. Little. Whore.” Pawing at her arse, I use her clinging little cunt to milk the cum spurting from me. “G-good girl. You like it when I empty inside you. You like taking my cum into your tight hole.” It spills where we connect. “Such a perfect, messy little pup.”
“You’re not a whore, baby.” I hear Tyler say softly, brushing away the hair stuck to her sweaty pink cheeks. I let go of her arse, and she collapses forward and onto him. “He doesn’t mean that. He loves you. I can feel it.”