Life as a good little girl/Masturbate with your brother's cum

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Another drop hits your face and you moan, feeling like one of those porn stars. Why didn't Mark fuck you a little longer? A little rougher? Sure, you butthole hurts, but it feels so good.
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Viscuous white liquid continues to trickle between your small, but engorged lips, the sensation driving you crazy. A drop hang off your skin, the falls, splattering onto your face.
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Instinctively you reach up toward your pink folds and the slow-moving river of cum slipping between them. You gasp as you push your fingers up against your gash, stopping the stream from falling.
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Remembering his previous drops you realize your face must have streaks of cum on it.
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"Ohhh..." you moan, rubbing along your gash.
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Just like a pornstar, you think, and your pussy spasms, feeling even better than before. Why didn't Mark fuck you a little longer? A little rougher? Sure, you butthole hurts, but it feels so good.
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"Push a finger in," Mark encourages softly, like he's trying not to startle a wild animal.
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Forgetting your absurd pose, bent in half, you reach up with your hands, one finger approaching your slightly gaping asshole, the other zooming in on your incredibly sensitive sex.
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It barely registers in your mind that he has that stupid phone in his hands again, pointing it toward you like he can't be bothered to pay full attention to a girl masturbating right in front of him. Somehow that makes you more determined to make this dirty.
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Both hands reach their targets, and as soon as your fingers touch your legs nearly buckle as a mini-quake hits you.
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"God I love being fucked," you moan theatrically, and push your index finger against your sopping wet snatch, pushing cum inside yourself. The action nearly makes you cum as your pussy spasms around your finger.
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Unable to resist you slide a finger in each orifice, neither hole able to resist, each singing in happiness at the intrusion. Your rear still feels sore from his entrance, but it feels so right, and you pump the fingers in vigorously, the same way that he'd been fucking you moments before.
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"Another finger you dirty little whore. Tell me how much you like it."
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When no more quakes hit you slide another finger in, inadvertantly shoevelling your brother's cum deep inside your cunt as it squishes out of your asshole and down to your juicy pink slit.
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"I love it. I love getting fucked. I get fucked so much," you taunt him, legs nearly giving out as you push your finger in and out, gathering more cum before shoving again, this time with two fingers.
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"So goo-ood," you moan, sensing that there's another level even better than the mini-quakes.
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A big blob of cum is shoved up inside your hungry little cunt, your fingers effortlessly invading your fuck hole like they belong.
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Desperate to reach it you shove a third finger in, making each of your previously unused holes protest mightily. Your slick juices let your fingers inside your pussy, but your butthole protests painfully.
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"Three fingers, more cum. The dirty like dumpster wants more," Mark says.
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Stubbornly, you push harder, biting your lip as you force the third finger in, and the last of Mark's cum seeps out, down to the fingers below, which shove it far inside your cunt, painting your pink walls white.
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"Oh yeah. Always more. More cocks, more cum. Deep inside," you groan, feeling resistance to a third finger, but not caring. You force it in, your slickness making it easier than it should be for the virgin hole. Thank God riding your bike popped your virginity. Anyone would think you'd lost your virginity years ago.
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The pain in your rectum pushes you closer to that unknown pleasure, yet you still can't reach it, no matter how roughly you fuck yourself.
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"I've been fucking for so long, you know. Dozens. Maybe hundreds of dicks, fucking my mouth, pussy, fucking my ass."
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"I... I can't cuuummmm," you complain, forgetting that Mark's there. Then it clicks in your mind, the only logical explanation your lust-fogged brain can think of. The secret of how to achieve orgasm. "I need a cock. A big fat cock. In my ass," you gasp out, feeling certain for some reason.
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"I bet you'd let anyone fuck you if they asked. Hell, they don't even need to ask nicely, do they?" Mark sneers, and your legs wobble so violently and you come so closing to orgasming right there that you collapse onto the floor, your fingers sliding out of your vagina, leaving all your brother's cum packed deep inside.
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Through the haze of pleasure you heard a sound, one you know and yet can't seem to identify at first. It startles you enough that your wobbly legs give way, and you fall with a squeak onto your back, your feet still up beside your ears and your fingers delving non-stop into your privates.
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A sound distracts you as you lay almost on the cusp of an orgasm.
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[[Life as a good little girl/"Oh, that must be my friends. We're going to hang out in my room. I'll go let them in." Mark walks out as the doorbell rings.]]
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[[Life as a good little girl/You realize you are being watched from the door]]
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[[Life as a good little girl/"Oh, that must be my friends. We're going to hang out in here. I'll go let them in." Mark walks out as the doorbell rings.]]
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[[Life as a good little girl/"That must be mom coming in! Quick, out the window!" Mark urges, blocking the door.]]
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[[Life as a good little girl/One of your other brothers is watching your from the door]]
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[[Life as a good little girl/"That must be mom! Quick, out the window!" Mark urges.]]
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Revision as of 06:30, 10 October 2015

Viscuous white liquid continues to trickle between your small, but engorged lips, the sensation driving you crazy. A drop hang off your skin, the falls, splattering onto your face.

Remembering his previous drops you realize your face must have streaks of cum on it.

Just like a pornstar, you think, and your pussy spasms, feeling even better than before. Why didn't Mark fuck you a little longer? A little rougher? Sure, you butthole hurts, but it feels so good.

Forgetting your absurd pose, bent in half, you reach up with your hands, one finger approaching your slightly gaping asshole, the other zooming in on your incredibly sensitive sex.

Both hands reach their targets, and as soon as your fingers touch your legs nearly buckle as a mini-quake hits you.

Unable to resist you slide a finger in each orifice, neither hole able to resist, each singing in happiness at the intrusion. Your rear still feels sore from his entrance, but it feels so right, and you pump the fingers in vigorously, the same way that he'd been fucking you moments before.

When no more quakes hit you slide another finger in, inadvertantly shoevelling your brother's cum deep inside your cunt as it squishes out of your asshole and down to your juicy pink slit.

"So goo-ood," you moan, sensing that there's another level even better than the mini-quakes.

Desperate to reach it you shove a third finger in, making each of your previously unused holes protest mightily. Your slick juices let your fingers inside your pussy, but your butthole protests painfully.

Stubbornly, you push harder, biting your lip as you force the third finger in, and the last of Mark's cum seeps out, down to the fingers below, which shove it far inside your cunt, painting your pink walls white.

The pain in your rectum pushes you closer to that unknown pleasure, yet you still can't reach it, no matter how roughly you fuck yourself.

"I... I can't cuuummmm," you complain, forgetting that Mark's there. Then it clicks in your mind, the only logical explanation your lust-fogged brain can think of. The secret of how to achieve orgasm. "I need a cock. A big fat cock. In my ass," you gasp out, feeling certain for some reason.

Through the haze of pleasure you heard a sound, one you know and yet can't seem to identify at first. It startles you enough that your wobbly legs give way, and you fall with a squeak onto your back, your feet still up beside your ears and your fingers delving non-stop into your privates.

Life as a good little girl/"Oh, that must be my friends. We're going to hang out in my room. I'll go let them in." Mark walks out as the doorbell rings.

Life as a good little girl/You realize you are being watched from the door

Life as a good little girl/"That must be mom coming in! Quick, out the window!" Mark urges, blocking the door.

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