Chapter 62 Mitchi

Chapter 62 Mitchi
to take me harder, knowing it might bruise me from it.

I couldn't tell whose groans were louder, Mitch's or Mike's. They seemed to drown my moans and cries for Mike to go faster.

He kissed me as if our lives depended on it, and he increased the pace of fucking my warm pussy by pumping his erect cock in and out harder and faster. My puffy pink pussy lips grasped at his cock every time he pulled back. His balls slapped against my inner thighs during each forward thrust.

The slapping of our wet skin against the other drowned out most of the sounds in the room. Our sweat-coated bodies gleamed as the light from the chandelier hanging on the ceiling cast glowed on

us.

Had this bed not been strong enough, there was no doubt that it would have been broken by the powerful thrusts from Mike, who seemed like he wanted to break me.

I was then almost hysterical with lust. My impending orgasm grew with each stroke of his fevered cock. I could feel every movement he made was directed straight to my brain, every inch of him moving inside me. I could sense my cunt flexing. I felt everything. It was heightened to approximately tenfold.

Suddenly, my pussy started to throb, shuddering its muscles over his shaft and clenching his cock tight. Waves of ecstasy rushed over me. My orgasm exploded. My body was electrified, every muscle seemed to shake and quiver as my climax overtook me.

My vagina started to spasm. My pussy contracted hard several times on his cock. An intense climax ran through my trembling body. I trembled with an orgasm. It clawed at my breasts, tugging at my erect nipples as my pleasure ripped through my body. I was screaming aloud in the empty room, squeezing his cock with my vaginal muscles.

My breath became faster, harder and laboured. Sweat pearls ran along my body. My vision dimmed, I gasped for breath, and a long low moan gurgled up from my throat.

"Fuck!" He growled out, increasing his pace, only to slow down just for a second before thrusting in, hard and faster than the last.

My pussy muscles convulsed, tightening and loosening itself around his cock. My cunt released a torrent of juice.

Mike grasped my hips much tighter, plunging his cock into my pussy even harder, and soon he could feel his orgasm building. He thrust his thumb into my arse and our orgasms arrived at the same time. I could feel he, too, had reached his peak.

"Fucking hell, baby girl. You feel so good. It makes me want to bury my cock in your pussy for eternity," he rasped.

"Hey! Think of others, would you?" Mitch yelled at him, Miles chuckling.

I was too far gone in pleasure to pay them more than the necessary attention, panting as Mike slowly fucked me. He seemed to take his time, knowing he was close enough and trying to make it last as much as he could.

He looked down at me, his golden eyes taking me in as his tongue snaked out to lick his fangs. His actions did unmentionable things to my body. My cunt gripped his dick hard.

His cock pulsated deep inside me. I could feel my pussy clench around his cock in time. After half a dozen more strokes, he pulled back, the crown of his stiff cock up to the mouth of my cunt and in one quick forward thrust buried his entire length deep into my inner charms and released his climax. I hissed as his cock throbbed and bucked inside my pussy like a fire hose, coating my molten interior with his fiery sperm.

Stream after stream of his thick, viscous white-hot sperm squirted in my waiting cunt.

I raised my hips to meet him until his cock shot the last drop of cum into my pussy. He collapsed onto my chest. We caught our breath and the wild beating of our hearts slowed. We just gazed at each other. A stream of my hot juice mixed with his sperm flowed from my pussy crack and ran along his balls.

My legs opened and spread out, my muscles exhausted with the effort.

Mitch lifted me from the bed and away from Mike, who was reluctant to let me go. He took me to the bathroom and washed me, paying extra attention to my pussy.

He didn't touch me sexually, though, hell-bent on making me clean enough before he dried my body and hair and carried me back to the bed, where the others were. They had changed the duvet, and they already tidied the room.

I sighed the moment my back touched the bed, my eyes going towards Mitch, who was looking at me with a certain hotness in his gaze. A sigh left me because I knew what was coming. The others have had their fill, remaining him.

"Baby," he murmured as he slid his hands up my stomach until he had a handful of my left breast. As he massaged my breast, he was gently pinching my nipple now and then and would then move down to my right breast doing the same thing.

Murmuring sweet nothing to me, he rolled me over onto my back and I felt his hand move gently down to my pussy. When I felt a finger slide into my slit, I pushed my hips up into his hand. His finger slid in easily because I was already loose enough from getting fucked by his brothers.

"I love you," he whispered, kissing my back. "We love you, baby girl." He continued spreading kisses on my back, murmuring some soothing words as he did so.

The way he touched me aroused me, making me moan whenever the tip of his dick grazed my arse.

"Get on your knees, baby," he ordered. "I want to feel your warm mouth on my dick."