Arson & Ache (Surrender to Them 8)

“If it was anything like what you guys did for me, then I’m glad I was able to do the same for you.” She smiled and looked up at the two of us. “But all that did was really turn me on so who is going to put out the fire you two started.”

“That’s one thing we’re really good at.” Kincaid leaned over and massaged her clit with his finger. “We definitely know how to put out a fire.”

Kincaid unrolled the condom on his length and moved between her legs. There was so much desire on Marissa’s face. She was definitely ready to lose her virginity. It was a prize that I would cherish, and I knew Kincaid would feel the same way. I just hoped he controlled the dominant beast inside him long enough to make sure she enjoyed what was happening. I trusted him, but he’d have to let the roughness rest until she felt the majesty of true bliss. She deserved a night that she would never forget, and I was going to make sure that was exactly what she got. It needed to be the beginning of something beautiful between the three of us. We needed her—at least I did. She had opened my eyes to something new, and a real connection was there, even if we hadn’t been together for long. I had to protect that at all costs—she was mine, and there was not fucking way I was ever going to let her go.

Marissa

I was so turned on when Kincaid started to slide between my thighs that I would have been ready for anything. Feeling their ultimate pleasure erupt and knowing that I was the one who made them cum left me with a feeling of empowerment. I loved that feeling. I wanted more of it, but I was ready to let Kincaid take the reins. He knew what he was doing, and I was a virgin that wanted to embrace the passion that consumed us. I was so wet that there was no resistance except for my tightness when Kincaid started to push his c

ock into my pussy. I felt my pussy being stretched around his girth. There was a little pain, but I was roaring with so much desire I blocked it out at first. I felt his cock against my hymen and grimaced when he began to push against the veil that has shielded my innocence for my entire life.

“This is going to hurt a little bit, but I’ll go slow.” Kincaid held his cock at the base and leaned forward to put more weight into his descent.

“Just close your eyes and think about how good it’s going to feel once you get used to it.” Donovan slid closer to me and started to rub my clit. “Just focus on the pleasure.”

“Oh god.” I moaned as Donovan’s finger begin to send currents of bliss through my body.

With Donovan’s finger on my clit, I didn’t notice the pain that was creating an ache in my pussy quite as bad. Kincaid pushed his cock deeper and I felt my hymen rip. Even the feeling of Donovan massaging my clit wasn’t enough for me to completely ignore the sting that came when my hymen was broken. My cherry had officially been popped, but that was just the beginning. Kincaid started to push deeper, and he stretched the torn flesh around his shaft. There was mild pleasure when I felt his dick massaging the sensitive nerves inside my pussy, but most of the bliss was coming from Donovan’s finger. Kincaid buried several inches inside of me and left it there until I adjusted. Once I was fully adjusted to that slight bit of penetration, he gave me a few gentle thrusts. I saw the need for more in his eyes, and I was thankful that he was going slow. I couldn’t have taken much more than that. After those gentle thrusts, I felt him going deeper and I grimace as more of my pussy was stretched along his length.

“You’re doing great.” Donovan let his lips linger against my ear, which sent shivers through my spine. “Soon this will be nothing more than a memory and you’ll hardly remember that the first time hurt.”

I hope he’s right.

“Your pussy is so fucking tight—you don’t even know how good it feels.” Kincaid gasped as a few more inches were pushed inside me.

Kincaid kept going, thrusting into me with vigor that increased as the pace got faster. I could tell he wanted to unleash everything he had into those thrusts. He wanted to chase the pleasure that he truly craved. I was almost there too. Each one got better than the one before it, and my pussy was beginning to adjust to penetration. Donovan’s finger was definitely making the sensation a lot better. Kincaid gave me a few hard thrusts that went deeper than he had before and then the pleasure amplified—it was like nothing I had felt before. I immediately recognized the reason for the shift. He had found my g-spot. It was even better than having my clit teased. My face shifted to a stare of pure bliss and Kincaid realized he could finally start to truly fuck me. His thrusts got even faster as the rest of his length was forced inside me. My pussy stretched around his girth until his balls were pressed against me and he was all the way in. He let me adjust for a brief second and Donovan pulled his finger away.

“You won’t need that now.” Donovan kissed my neck and leaned back. “Now you’re going to come so fucking hard you won’t be able to breathe.”

“It feels really good!” I bit down on my bottom lip and locked eyes with Kincaid. “I’m ready.”

“I’ve been waiting all night for this.” He gave me a few hard, quick thrusts. “Now I get to really enjoy this perfect pussy.”

He started to thrust and each one got quicker—until he was slamming into me. Our bodies were echoing our desires and the passion that was brewing between us like a raging storm. He was thunder on the descent, and lightning when he connected with my g-spot. Then he did it again—and again. The pressure that preceded my orgasm began to build. It was going to be amazing. I could already tell that the pressure was different—more intense than normal. It made their tongues feel like nothing more than foreplay even though they did bring me to climax. I heard a growl resonate from his throat once he was truly driving himself into my pussy. His cock throbbed that that set my g-spot on fire. I was hungry for more—like I had never eaten a real meal or been truly satiated. I knew what I hungered for, and I was going to get it.

“Your pussy is already spasming and I haven’t even made you come—holy shit.” I saw ecstasy etched on Kincaid’s gorgeous face.

There was beauty in the moment—a firefighter that was hot-as-sin—ink moving on his skin each time his muscles flexed. It looked like all of his tattoos were in motion and they were chasing the same release he was. The pleasure inside me kept building and it felt like I might burst if I didn’t get the climax my body was begging for. His cock had started to feel so good. I finally understood why people liked sex. It was a lot better than masturbation. It was the kind of feeling that couldn’t be replicated without a thick cock being forced inside my pussy as fast as possible. When he went deep it siphoned the breath out of my lungs while making me asphyxiate on my lust. When he pulled back, the ache was immediate—until he hammered his glorious dick into me again. My g-spot was definitely the most pleasurable spot on my body. It was way more sensitive than my clit, although everything they had done to me felt totally freaking amazing.

“Watching you feel this for the first time is so fucking hot.” Kincaid leaned forward, continuing to work his hips like a piston, and started kissing my neck.

“We’re going to cherish this.” Donovan kissed the other side of my neck and his lips teased my ear.

“I’m gonna come!” I didn’t have anything sweet, romantic, or sexy to say—I just needed to erupt in ultimate bliss.

“Come for me baby.” Kincaid growled into my ear. “As soon as you start to come, I’m going to explode inside you.”

“Yes!” I nodded quickly and gasped.

The pressure made my muscles get tight. I wrapped my arms around Kincaid’s back and my nails dug into his skin. My body belonged to him—but the pleasure was all mine. The pleasure got more intense, building towards what was coming with enthusiasm and fury. It felt like every thrust was going to be one that sent me over the edge, but the build continued. I craved the descent into ultimate euphoria, but my body was trapped beneath Kincaid, and it wanted to feel his hammering thrusts just as bad it wanted to erupt. My eyes rolled back in my head and my moans turned into squeals—then those turned into screams. I was almost there. I stayed on the edge of my orgasm’s thin line for what felt like an eternity before the pressure finally started to release. It was incredible. I wasn’t even prepared for how good it would be. My muscles seized, my whole body shook, and my back arched on the bed. Kincaid hammered it back into the mattress as fast as possible while I continued to scream with pleasure.

“I’m coming!” My words echoed so loud I wouldn’t have been surprised if the windows were shaking.

I was there. I started spinning once I fell over the edge and began too come. The orgasm was phenomenal. I tasted it on my breath, felt it in my veins, and fire surged through my body. Kincaid’s cock started to throb—then it began to pulsate. I knew that feeling. It was the same thing he did in my throat before he gave me my first taste of cum. His thrusts got more chaotic, crashing into me like a storm that had spiraled out of control. I didn’t care. I loved every one of those furious thrusts. He growled into my ear and then a primal roar echoed in this throat. It was one of the hottest things I had ever seen, and it was for me—my body brought that look of lust and unchained nirvana in his eyes. He unloaded inside me and I started to come again. The feeling of his release was as orgasmic as his thrusts. The first explosion filled the condom and then it started to swell inside my pussy. He kept hammering himself deep until his balls seemed to be drained—then my pussy spasmed on his cock and he began to release more of his seed. When he finally finished, I was numb from head to toe. My body was spent.

“God damn—your pussy is incredible. I’ve never been able to come that hard.” Kincaid let out a long sigh and I felt some of his strength fade as his weight rested on me.

“You—you’re amazing.” That’s all I could whimper and even that came out in a low whisper.