“Me too.” Shane dug his fingers into my top and started pulling it off. “I bet you’ve dreamed of this moment your whole life.”
Not my whole life, but I’ve definitely been dreaming about it since I walked in the door the first time.
Dante removed my skirt and it dropped to the floor. They started kissing my breasts, letting their tongues swirl around my nipples until they were two hard nubs. They lowered me down to the wooden bench and put me flat on my back. It was just wide enough for me to lay on it without rolling off. They knelt down on either side of me and started kissing my abdomen. My pussy was so wet that I felt the lust smeared between my thighs when Dante pushed my legs apart. He leaned forward and I felt his breath on my skin before his tongue pushed against my labia. The feeling was incredible.
The desire was so strong I started to tremble. Shane kissed my belly button and then moved down to my clit. He pushed the hood away and started to circle the tight bundle of nerves that I had been using to relieve the pent up sexual lust they created. I started to moan as the pleasure erupted through my entire body. Dante pushed into my wetness, and then his tongue was inside me. Having one tongue inside me while another one flicked against my clit made the fire I normally felt when I dreamed about them turn into a wildfire of unbelievable bliss.
“That feels really good!” I moaned and arched my back against the bench.
“We’re going to make you cum so many times you forget you’re a virgin when we f
uck you for the first time.” Shane pulled away for a moment and then returned to circling my clit with his tongue.
My body rubbed against the wooden bench as I shifted and squirmed. I couldn’t believe I was actually there with them, spending Halloween night as a naughty cheerleader, while simultaneously chasing the desires that had been burning me up inside. I wasn’t sure what they had in store for me before the night was over, but I was too far gone to dwell on it. My body was theirs for the taking. They were going to strip me of my innocence like they stripped me of my costume, and all I could do was blissfully dive into the inevitable. Whatever did happen, I wouldn’t be the same girl that walked into Overlook Mansion when I left.
“Oh god, please don’t stop.” I moaned so loud that I felt the hum against my teeth.
The two tongues worked in unison to bring sensations I never imagined to life. My finger threw water on the flame when the dreams pushed me to that point. Their tongues were like gasoline, making the flames burn so hot my skin sizzled. My finger definitely couldn’t do what Shane and Dante were doing. It was a dull knife while they sliced into my desires with surgical precision. The fire raged, spewed brimstone into my soul, and then I felt a pressure building that was more intense than anything I felt when I brought myself to climax with my finger. I started lifting my hips off the bench, grinding my pussy and clit against their tongues. Their tongues continued to move at the same pace. Shane made my clit hum as he circled it. Dante plunged himself so deep I felt him stretching my hymen each time his tongue collided with the barrier of my innocence.
“You’re gonna make me cum!” I squirmed faster, feeling the wood rub against my back as my moans got louder.
The pressure was so intense that I couldn’t focus on anything else. There was no way I could keep the orgasm from erupting through me, even though I was enjoying the bliss their tongues brought. My muscles started to get tight and I writhed on the wood. The pleasure began to flood my veins with endorphins. My orgasm jerked me forward and the pressure started to be released. My pussy spasmed against Dante’s tongue and he pushed it as far as he could to taste my eruption. They continued to pleasure me with their tongues once the orgasm was in full swing, and it was consuming me. None of the orgasms I managed to create were as strong as the one they gave me. Waves of pleasure fanned the flames of desire, teased my flesh, and pushed me further than I had been before. When the orgasm finally subsided, I sank back against the bench for a second—but it wasn’t over.
“Oh wow, I’m gonna cum again!” My back immediately arched and my mouth opened wide as a scream rushed from my throat.
The first orgasm was powerful, but the second one was earth shattering. It made the bliss surge through me so hard that my toes curled. The sizzle on my skin merged with the flames burning inside me and I felt like I was erupting in a ball of fire. The orgasm roared through my veins until I had nothing left. Shane lifted up and Dante plunged his tongue into my wetness several more times before he leaned back as well. I was spent. They had made me cum two times and it was absolutely exhausting. My body was weak and my eyelids fluttered for a moment as the two of them started to stand.
“We’re going to take turns fucking you until you don’t even remember those two orgasms.” Dante reached for his belt and started unbuckling it.
“That’s not possible.” I shook my head back and forth. “Nothing will make me forget that.”
“You don’t know what kind of night you’re in for then.” Shane reached for his belt as well.
Dante unrolled a condom along his shaft and lifted my legs. I watched, with a little bit of fear creeping into my thoughts, as he straddled the bench and started to descend towards my pussy. His cock was enormous. I knew how tight my pussy was. I struggled to get a finger inside it the first time I masturbated. I had gotten to the point where it was easy enough to slide my index finger in when I was wet, but it was still a tight fit. Dante’s cock looked like it would split me in half. I was entranced by the sight as it pushed into my labia and the glans tried to enter me. The mushroom shaped head started to disappear into my pussy and I felt an ache that I had never felt before. My pussy was being stretched for his girth, and it wasn’t a pleasant feeling. I dug my nails into the wooden bench and groaned.
“Tight little cheerleader pussy.” Dante let out a growl. “I can’t wait to bust this cherry and watch you squeal.”
“Please—be careful.” I groaned again. “It hurts.”
“Pussies are meant to be fucked.” Dante looked up at me with his mesmerizing onyx eyes. “I’m going to bury every inch of my cock inside you.”
“Oh god.” My face tightened into a grimace when I felt him push a little further.
“It’ll feel good soon.” Shane moved closer and put his hand on my stomach. “He’s not going to hurt you.”
“Coach gave us this virgin cheerleader to do with as we please.” Dante looked at Shane and another low growl rumbled in his throat. “If I want to hurt her, I will.”
“Just relax.” Shane extended his hand and started to move his finger against my clit.
Dante lowered himself further, sliding his dick deeper, and then I felt him against my hymen. Shane’s finger was making the pleasure surge through me again and the pain wasn’t as intense as it originally was when Dante first started to enter me. Dante shifted his weight and then I felt him going past my hymen. The thin membrane was torn away and my pussy started to sting. Shane moved his finger faster, trying to distract me from what I was feeling and after a few seconds, it worked. I put my hand on his shoulder and traced his muscles as I moaned. Dante pulled back and then went even deeper, pushing past the point where my hymen once was. The sting returned when the flesh was stretched.
“Ow!” My abdominal muscles tightened and I rolled forward on the bench.
“Easy man.” Shane’s face reflected concern and he put a hand on Dante’s abdomen.
“Wait until you feel how tight she is. You’ll understand.” Dante’s intense stare faded and he gave Shane a slight nod before he started to push deeper.
The fantasy seem to fade for a moment. When I dreamed about them using my body for their pleasure, I always enjoyed it. I wasn’t prepared for it to hurt as bad as it did. The only thing keeping me from pushing Dante off me was Shane’s finger moving against my clit, numbing some of the pain. I stared up at the ceiling and tried to focus on anything else that could take my mind off the agony. It would have hurt, regardless of who fucked me the first time, so I just had to endure it until I adjusted to the feeling. I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes, trying to focus on the pleasure instead of the pain.