Page 21 of Cookie: Part One
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs, squirting so hard when I feel Mistress stuff another finger inside my ass. The way she shoves three fingers into my pussy, sucking on my clit at the same time has me fighting to get away, but this bitch is persistent as fuck.
She chases my orgasm, making me cum over and over and fucking over again until I’m snot-nosed weeping and pleading for her to stop.
“PLEASE! PLEASE! PLLLLLEEEEEAAASSSEEEEE! NO MORE! NO MORE!” I scream, but she chuckles.
“But you don’t mean zhat, do you, Pechenye? Look at how zhis pussy is gushing so nastily. Look at it.” She goes to suck on my clit again, but she’s jerked back by her hair.
“M-Misha?!”
“I fucking said don’t get greedy!” he grits out, dragging her off me, pointing to the wall.
“S-sorry, Misha,” she pants and Misha lets her go before he lets out a dark groan. I hear the slick sound of him beating his dick with his cum and that nasty shit makes my insidesthrob.
“Fuck… but look at her…” Dimitri pants, and I canfeelhis need wrapping around me like a rope. “I vant her next, Misha…” he whispers, eyeing me.
“Okay, vee can have her togezher,” Misha smirks and grabs Mistress by the hair, pointing to my pussy. “Spit,” he demands, and she leans up close enough to spit on my clit. Misha rubs it on my pussy and flips me over, putting me on all fours and lining himself up with me. All I feel is the tip, which has me bucking and running, but he smacks my ass so hard I lose feeling in my legs, collapsing on the bed. “Vhere the fuck you zhink you’re going?” he questions, jerking me up by the arms, lining himself back up.
“Do you know how long I’ve been vanting to dig zhis pussy out and you dare run fromme?”
“N-no Misha, I?—”
“Stuff zhat pretty mouth zhat tells lies,” he growls, running his pre-cum soaked dick over my lips.
“Vit pleasure, Misha,” Dimitri whimpers, sliding his fat ass dick in my mouth. My eyes flutter shut as I try to breathe through my nose, but he’s thick and heavy on my tongue, and I’m already gagging around him as saliva drips from the corners of my mouth, slicking my chin. Not that I care.
I want him.
“Look at you, Pechenye… drooling for zhis dick…” he grunts as he fucks my mouth. Misha lets my arms go and leans forward. In a trance, I open my pussy for him.I’m tired and I’m sore, but I want this!I want them to wreck and ruin me however they please.
“Fuck…” Misha whispers behind me, playing with my pussy. “Nadya you did a good fucking job… look at this pussy red and sore… it’s probably sensitive and tighter for me.”
“Did I do a good job, Misha?!” she beams up at him.
“Da, very happy. I’ll revard you later.” He kisses her lips and slams his meaty dick against my pussy, making me whimper, starved for it. He doesn’t make me wait long because Misha grabs my waist and rocks forward inside me. A strangled whimper escapes my throat before it’s cut off as I’m propelled onto Dimitri’s dick, which goes so far down my throat my face smacks into his stomach, forehead pressing onto his feverish skin, my moans muffled by the thickness of him.
“FUCK!” they both shout in unison as they fuck me in tandem, one knocking my pussy walls off the hinges the other making sure by the time he’s done, I’ll need a tracheostomy tube,and I welcome them both.
“FUCK, HOW ZEE FUCK IS ZHIS PUSSY SO GOOD?!” Misha’s nails bite into my skin hard, and I feel him damn near crush my waist with his thrust, knocking my knees off the bed, sending me flying and bobbing on Dimitri, choking on my own moans, nails now dragging across Dimitri’s thigh while my hips aredeliciously and brutally fucked and destroyed under Mikhail’s grip.
“BLYAD’! BLYAD’! BLYAD’! ETA KISKA SLISHKOM KHOROSHA, CHTOBY NE BYT' MOYEY! OTDAY YEYO MNE! RASKRYVAY ETO DER’MO DLYA MENYA! PECHENYE(FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! THIS PUSSY IS WAY TOO GOOD TO NOT BE MINE! GIVE IT TO ME! SPREAD THAT SHIT OPEN FOR ME, COOKIE!)”
“DA! PECHENYE, DA! ZASYP’ V ETOT CHLEN! ZASYP’ YEGO V GLOTKU, PRODOLZHAY, BLYAD’, DA! PROGLOTI MOY CHLEN SEBE V GLOTKU! KAK KHOROSHAYA DEVOCHKA!(YES! COOKIE, YES! DOWN THAT DICK! THROAT IT, KEEP GOING! FUCK YES! SWALLOW MY DICK DOWN YOUR THROAT! LIKE GOOD GIRL!)”
They tag team me at first, Misha rocking into my pussy and Dimitri down my throat. My entire body jolts forward with every thrust, spine arching like black cat on Halloween. I try to twist away, just for a second, but Dimitri grabs my face, pounding my throat with loud groans as my eyes flutter, too dizzy to fight.
“Good girl, Pechenye.” I feel Mistress’ hand rubbing my belly, and I gasp… or try to gasp with horror when I feel her slide down sixty-nine style and latch onto my clit. My back arches like a bow, breath hiccuping, and I hear myself whimper, “Too much,” even as I push rock and grind harder on all three of them.
Dimitri’s hand threads into my twists, and I groan around him, the vibration making him buck forward. I hollow my cheeks, sucking harder, making him twitch in my mouth.
Misha slams into me so hard the stretch makes me whine, hips grinding while Mistress runs her tongue over my clit and my throat tightens around Dimitri. My pussy grips Misha as a moan, muffled and filthy, tears through me.
“Fuck, zhis pussy alvays makes me cum fast. Fuck!” Misha grunts, pissed, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. Tears, snot, and drool spill from my mouth as Dimitri slams into my throat once more, cracking my jaw.
“FUCK!” At the same time, Misha rocks my pussy which grips around him so hard I feel something rip. I sway, vision blacking out, feeling Mistress’ tongue work. I shudder, feeling high, all of us cumming together and falling into a heap on top of one another as I cough up Dimitri’s cum.
My body feels like jelly.
No, scratch that, melted sugar, sticky, trembling and sweet. Every inch of me hums like a tight string someone plucked too hard. My skin feels hot, my lips kiss-bitten, thighs still twitching and my throat raw.
