9
Brianna
Shane kept me distracted, and once Dante had about half of his cock inside me, the pain started to fade. It wasn’t completely gone, but it was a lot less intense. If anything, it was a mild discomfort that didn’t make me want to cry out each time I felt his dick enter me. The pleasure got more intense as Shane’s finger swirled on my clit. That pleasure mixed with the sensation of Dante’s cock moving along the inside of my pussy. I started to moan again, finally, and felt the pressure swelling up. It felt like Shane’s finger was going to make me cum long before Dante got his entire length into my pussy. My moans got louder and I squirmed on the bench. My breath came out in gasps.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I squealed and my muscles started to tighten.
Dante suddenly started fucking me faster. Instead of gentle thrusts that were meant to penetrate me deeper than the previous one, he slammed half of his cock into my pussy before pulling back. The feeling amplified the pressure to the point that I couldn’t contain it. I felt the pleasure surge through my veins and my pussy spasmed on Dante’s girth. It was a strange feeling, but it was really awesome. The orgasm was harder than the one they gave me with their tongues, and Dante started pushing deeper as it subsided. A new sensation started to sweep through me—it was like pleasure on a whole new level. My eyes opened wide as I felt it for the first time, and then it came again when Dante pushed his dick into me.
“Whoa, that feels really good.” A gasp rose up in my throat.
That has to be my g-spot. Nothing else would set every pleasure point on fire like that.
Shane pulled his finger away and Dante let his cock sink deep inside me until I felt his hips against my thighs. The pleasure surging from my g-spot masked the pain that came from being stretched for the last few inches of his length. He let his cock stay buried inside me for several seconds before he started to thrust. It was an amazing feeling once I was used to it. My head fell back against the bench and I just coasted on the wave of pleasure as he chased his lust. When the pressure built again, I was almost too exhausted to cum. My body didn’t care. It reacted to Dante’s thrusts until I felt the muscles tightening.
“There you go—cum for me, baby.” Dante’s face twisted into a grin. “I want to feel you massage every inch of my dick with this tight pussy of yours.”
I started to cum and felt my pussy spasming on Dante’s entire length. Having him against my g-spot as I orgasmed was a new feeling. I felt something pushing back against the spasms. Dante’s cock was throbbing and the glans was pulsating. His head rolled back and he growled with more intensity than I had heard all night. His cum surged through his shaft and then I felt the condom ballooning inside my pussy. Dante kept thrusting until the last of his seed was drained and then started to pull back. As soon as his dick left me, Shane moved around and grabbed my legs. He squatted and started descending towards my pussy.
“I hope you’ve got one more orgasm in there for me.” He squeezed my leg and braced himself as he entered me.
“I’ll try.” I moaned and gasped when his girth stretched my sore flesh.
Shane started slow, but he picked up the pace a lot faster than Dante since he didn’t have to stretch my pussy out like Dante did. The pain was manageable. Thankfully, his dick was about the same size as the one I had gotten used to, although it felt like it was slightly longer when he pushed it as deep as he could go. Once he was all the way in, he began to thrust so hard the bench shook. I held on and dug my fingernails in to keep my support. I saw Dante stagger off into the other room and put his hand on the wall to catch his breath. If one eruption took that much out of him, I was going to be crawling when I finally tried to get up from the bench. Shane hammered himself into me, making his cock throb each time it went deep, which distracted me from everything except for the man pushing me t
owards my next orgasm.
“I love how tight your pussy is. It’s going to make me cum so fucking hard.” Shane tightened his grip on my leg.
“It feels really good.” I moaned and started squirming on the bench from the intensity of the pleasure.
I was no longer a virgin and I was enjoying sex. My mind spun with thoughts as I learned what I liked. The deep thrusts that had some weight and force behind them made my g-spot hum. The quicker ones that didn’t fill me completely made my muscles tingle. He mixed them up, alternating his thrusts without a true rhythm. The change was even more erotic because I had no idea what to expect. I finally took a moment to drink in what was in front of me. Shane truly was gorgeous. Without his shirt, I saw that his entire upper torso was covered in beautiful ink. He looked like a Greek god thundering down Mount Olympus as his body crashed into mine. There was no man in television or film that compared to him—and he was all mine. At least for one night—the best night of my life, and it hadn’t even really started yet.
“I could fuck you all night.” Shane grunted and I saw his jaw tighten. “So fucking good.”
“You’re definitely going to make me cum before that!” I arched my back and felt the pressure surging inside me.
I couldn’t take any more. The sight of Shane slamming himself into me combined with the sensations I was feeling—they were too much. My g-spot hummed against the fire that burned inside me. I was going to cum, and I was going to cum hard. My muscles were sore, but they still seized against me as I felt the orgasm taking control. Everything that could hurt literally ached, but I didn’t care. I was too focused on the pleasure that my Greek god was gifting my body with. The pleasure surged until I hit a peak and felt the mighty release. My climax was almost painful after enduring so many orgasms, but the bliss was worth every second. My pussy spasmed on Shane’s length and I felt his cock throbbing. He erupted inside me with a loud grunt, and his seed filled the condom. My body went weak again and I slumped against the bench.
“Fucking hell. Dante was right. Your pussy is unbelievable.” Shane pulled his cock out of my pussy and sat down between my thighs, still straddling the bench.
“It better be.” I let out a satisfied sigh. “It was brand new before you two decided to put your filthy hands on it.”
“We didn’t break it—not yet.” Shane chuckled and exhaled sharply. “All right, we’ll be back in a few minutes. Get some rest because you’re definitely not done with your Funhouse adventure.”
“Okay.” I smiled and nodded, feeling my eyes close.
* * *
I dozed due to pure exhaustion. My body had been shredded by orgasms. Every one of them was amazing, but they took their toll. Even though I was sleeping on a hard wooden bench, I had the most restful sleep since the day I first came to Overlook Mansion. There were no dreams about craving Shane or Dante. I had given in to those desires, embraced the fantasy in my head, and loved every second of it. My virginity was gone, but I didn’t feel an emotional connection to it. I always thought I would. I thought I would lose it because of love instead of lust. Lust was what I needed in that moment, and it consumed me.
I heard what sounded like footsteps and slowly opened my eyes to see Dante standing in the doorway. He was dressed, but it wasn’t the same way he was dressed before. He was wearing a pair of athletic shorts, a college sports t-shirt, and a baseball cap pulled close to his eyes.
“Look what we have here.” He walked in and chuckled. “It looks like my players left me a little treat when they finished with this naughty little cheerleader.”
“What? Huh?” I sat up and blinked.
“You just lay right there, sweetheart. Coach wants a turn with that sweet pussy.” He reached down and pushed his shorts off his hips.