Chapter 62 Dare You To Ride Me Silly 2
Chapter 62 Dare You To Ride Me Silly 2
Melissa’s POV
“Mmmm, that’s more like it,” Jason smirked, pulling me closer and shifting so I lay beneath him, his eyes never leaving mine.
My breasts met his taut body, my gaze fixed on his six-pack as his cologne filled my senses. Fuck! This is so damn hot. So smoking hot, I honestly couldn’t wait for him to be inside of me.
There was no point in denying myself anymore. Even my mother wasn’t who she painted herself to be; I was well aware of that. So why couldn’t I have fun too? After all, I’m the daughter of a whore.
Not just that, but these two brothers were driving me crazy. And like I said earlier, maybe it wasn’t a bad idea fucking both of them. I’ve tried being a good girl, and it never worked. So maybe being a bad girl would bring a good turn.
“Yes,” I moaned as I felt Jason’s hand move across my chest, flipping my buttons open and yanking my T-shirt off, leaving me bare under him.
“Still thinking about riding me, silly?”
I bit my lower lip sexily as I watched him take the tie attached to my school uniform. In the middle of the heated romance, he pinned my hands and bound them above my head, setting me up just the way I had seen it in an adult video a couple of months back.
“I can’t promise I’ll be gentle, Melissa,” he said softly, spanking my ass and making me moan louder. I tried to stifle the sound, acutely aware that Jordan was on the other side—hearing me wouldn’t be hard, since the rooms were linked.
“Mmmm…” Jason groaned, his hand unhooking my bra to reveal my round breasts, which bounced at his touch, my nipples puckering the moment he sucked on them.
Oh fuck! I was so fucking wet, I could swear I was already dripping.
“Just take me, Jason,” I pleaded, panting heavily, my chest rising and falling as I watched him heave off his trousers, revealing the fullness of him underneath.
I swallowed hard, my eyes trailing from his blue oceanic eyes down to his broad chest and the six-pack that was already driving me crazy.
“Fuck me, Jason.”
“No,” he shook his head, now revealing his dick—one that was not just thick but lined with heavy veins. God, I couldn’t even think straight at this point.
“Not until you beg for it,” he whispered, a cunning, wicked smirk on his face.
Honestly, on my birthday, I had very little memory of what he did to me; I only felt the soreness afterward. But right now, with him bare in front of me, my pussy was so wet I wanted to ride him silly. I wanted to ride that dick badly and call him “Daddy.”
“I will beg for it?”
“Every woman begs for me, little bunny. You are not an exception,” he whispered naughtily into my ear. Tucking my hair back, he eased my panties off, and soon my shaved pussy was completely bare to his gaze.
“Just how I love my food. Clean, shaved, and healthy,” he clicked his tongue, gently placing a kiss on my forehead before trailing his lips down to my neck. His tongue licked every inch, sending a jolt of electricity straight through me.
“Aww… Jason, please,” I moaned softly, my head feeling like it was in the clouds, my hands gently squeezing uncomfortably from the rope that held me bound.
“We are just getting started, little princess,” he said against my navel, and before I could process whatever it was that was going on, I felt a cold sensation on my pussy, and before I could even think of breathing, I felt a finger penetrate me deeply.
“Awwww, Jason. Fuck,” I muttered beneath my breath as I felt his tongue roll inside of me, and his fingers coupled together, leaving me squirting so badly even before we got started. Yeah, this was how sex-starved I was.
Not being a virgin has made me crave so much that I couldn’t help but scream as he tapped my pussy, allowing the waters to come out softly while rubbing the surface as he swallowed them at intervals.
“Yes,” he moaned, dipping his fingers in again, his tongue licking every bit of my cum as he stared at me crazily. “Yes, baby, pop that juice for daddy.”
“I’m coming, Jason. I’m begging you,” I pleaded, tears rolling down my cheeks, but he wouldn’t stop. He then did something that made me burst out so much water, one that spilled everywhere as I felt his fingers increase to two.
“Fuck, two fingers. Jason!” I cried out as I felt his fingers leave me vibrating on the bed, my pussy not resting as I screamed, my face all flushed with my cum while I watched him rise to his feet, watching me squirt for as long as I couldn’t stop.
“Yes, baby. Pop that juice,” he muttered, carefully stroking his dick as he pulled me closer, one of his fingers dipped into my mouth as he allowed me to have a salty taste of myself.
“Mmmm…” I moaned sluttily. After all, this was all I wanted, but I was considering my selfish mother, who never thought about anyone but herself.
For now, I’m going to have fun and deal with her later. My stepbrothers are mine to devour, and nothing is going to stop me from having fun with them. My mother can fuck their father for all I care.
“Jason, please fuck me,” I pleaded, my eyes tearing up as I watched him gently position his huge dick right in front of my pussy, tapping it gently as more fluid flowed out of it.
“I can’t hear you, bunny.”
“I said…” I started slowly, my eyes giving this slutty prostitute look that could make a guy fuck my brains out, because the look could turn anyone on. “Please, ride me silly!”
“Aww… Jason, please,” I moaned softly, my head feeling like it was in the clouds, my hands gently squeezing uncomfortably from the rope that held me bound.
“We are just getting started, little princess,” he said against my navel, and before I could process whatever it was that was going on, I felt a cold sensation on my pussy, and before I could even think of breathing, I felt a finger penetrate me deeply.