Page 39 of CurVy Forever
I slow my meaningful stride, scanning my surroundings. Catching the sound of rustling leaves and the stirring of birds, I stalk her closely. She doesn’t know these woods.
It’s been a daydream of mine since I saw her.
I’ve never been the kind of man to simply accept a no for an answer, but the ‘no’ in this case was never hers.
She may have despised me until recently, but her body has wanted to feel mine thrusting over her from the start.
Of that, I am certain.
No, the offer had to come from my brothers. They have shared women, but never with me.
Until now, I didn’t see the allure of it.
But with Vallie rushing through the trees and the three of us hunting her. I can’t imagine anything more arousing than sharing her with them, fighting over her and using her to heal our differences. She is the glue that will hold us together.
I see that.
There is something incredibly animalistic about having one female between brothers, something binding.
Through the weaves of foliage ahead, I see blonde hair knotting slowly with the twigs and leaves. She is taking a break behind a screen of greenery.
I hold my breath.
My cock thickens in my boxers, creating a painful rod that bruises my abdomen against the pulsing pressure. I’ll be me. I’m going to fuck her first this time.
I circle a tree and see her in full form, a long shirt clinging to her curves. She is out of breath, leaning against a trunk not too far ahead.
Stunning…
Her tits pulse, rising and falling, sweat sliding down her face and dripping to them like a waterfall I want to lick up.
She looks frightened and excited. Her eyes dart around, sensing someone, but she can’t seem to catch sight of me as she frantically searches from tree to tree to tree.
Thing is, I’ve removed most of my clothes already, so while she’s looking for a white shirt and navy pants, her eyes are not finding me through the woven limbs.
I touch the bandage on my chest, compliments of my little brother in a stabby mood; It’s not bleeding anymore.
Slowly, I come up behind her. A twig snaps so I don’t falter, lunging for her just as she moves.
We collapse to the dirt, and I quickly roll her on top of me to protect her from the impact of the hard forest floor.
She freezes over me, eyes wide, breathing hard, ready to leg-it again, but excitement ignites the orange flecks in her gaze.
She wants me.
Oh, Baby Girl.
Not wasting this moment, I flip us, pinning her to the dirt. Leaves and sand mist around us.
I dip as she lifts, our lips crashing together in a panic of need. Tongues dash out. Breath clashes with breath. I’ve never wanted to kiss a woman like I do Vallie.
As our mouths work wildly together, I rip my brother’s shirt from the collar down, exposing her huge, heavy tits.
I groan into her, massaging them with both hands, feeling the weight and thickness.
Loving it.
She suddenly sinks her teeth into my lower lip, enough to cause a zap of pain. My cock thickens against the pressure of her deep bite.