The card game gets interesting

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This thread was originally started by LilSonja, and this post is mainly her words.
I re-started it because her title insisted on a PM to her to join in.
Although it wasn't my idea in the 1st place, I have found it sparked my imagination, so I thought I'd put it out there again to see if anyone else is interested and would like to join as Sara or Lena, or both.

Now it seems to have become of sort of story in installments, written just by me.


It was the third Friday of the month and, as usual, the night found Sara in the basement of her family home, serving drinks and snacks to her father's friends as they played poker.

Sara could easily have found something else to do on Friday night, but these gatherings held a particular fascination for her.

It was about an hour into the small stakes poker games that Sara's father got a call. Serving a round of beers to her father's friends (Sara had her hair down and was wearing a pair of loose knee-length shorts and an over-sized Tshirt that still didn't quite conceal her attractive body), Sara watched as her father answered his cell phone, a grimace forming on his face.

"Sorry guys, going to have to call this night short," Sara's father said. The statement was met with the collective groan of the others.
"Got a work order mixup in the southern part of the state, and it's going to take all night to fix." Turning ot his daughter, Sara's father added, "But I should be home by the time your mom gets back tomorrow."
Sara's mother and her younger siblings were staying at Sara's grandmother's, leaving Sara and her father home alone.
"Guys, sorry again," he laughed, "And you too, Lena."

As her father left, Sara turned to her father's friends, "Can I get you something to drink before you leave?"

 

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The atmosphere had been warm and friendly all evening, so when their host announced he had to cut the evening short Ron felt disappointed. The three friends had continued to sit round the table, reluctant to leave, even though they knew they would have to.
So when Sara offered to get them another drink each, Ron looked at the others for just a moment, before shrugging, and with a smile, accepting the offer.

Ron heard Sara say goodbye to her father and the door close as he left.
Shortly afterwards she reappeared with the drinks.
Ron stood up as she came to the table.
"Thanks, Sara. That's kind of you," he said, taking the beers from her.
"Why don't you join us?" he asked her, gesturing towards the empty chair.

 

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"Oh, really? You wouldn't mind me playing with you," Sara answered.
She felt rather bashful, but was thrilled at the idea that they might let her play.

For her father's three friends it might have been more about the camraderie and good-natured competiveness, but for a naive eighteen year old like Sara, the basement poker game seemed one step removed from something like a Las Vegas poker tournament. For another, Sara had always had a small, innocent crush on both of the men at the table. They may have been more than twice her age, but they were all such confident older men. Sara stood there, hoping someone would "talk her into" joining the game.

 

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Ron patted the chair in front of her.
"Come on Sara, join us for a while, won't you?"
As she sat down, Ron noticed her eying the hand of cards he father had abandoned.
He leaned towards her slightly, as if to share a confidence.
"How about you join us in the game?"
He looked at the others to ensure they were in agreement with the idea although there was something in the look Rick gave him that made him pause; his friend seemed to be suggesting that it would be wrong to involve their friend's daughter in gambling -- even if it was for such low stakes.
Ron thought for a moment, then shook his head at his friend.
Sara watched them exchanging looks, unsure how to react,

"Rick here is concerned that if we let you gamble, we will be leading you astray," Ron explained, with a chuckle.

 

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Rather than let Sara risk any money of her own, the three card-layers each gave her $2 so she would have something to gamble with. And then they settled into the game.
As they played, Sara looked around the table at their familiar faces; Rick, who sat on her right, had short fair hair, and was married. Ron, on her left, as far as she knew, was single, although whenever she heard his name mentioned by her father, there always seemed to be a woman involved somehow.
And opposite her sat Lena, with her long dark hair and full figure. Sara admired the way she always appeared so comfortable around the guys, never intimated by them.
This group had been playing cards with her father as long as she could remember, so the fact that it was made up of three men and one woman didn't seem odd to her at all.

As they played, the three of them talked and joked, occasionally drawing her into the conversation. Although they encouraged her, giving her suggestions and advice, she didn't fare very well with her cards and the six dollars she started with dwindled down.

She had just one dollar left, when Lena dealt her two kings and a pair of eights. Excitedly, she gambled her last money, hoping this would be her chance to win. She watched, enthralled, as first Ron, then Lena, stayed in the hand. Rick folded, but then she was aware they were looking at her, awaiting her next move.

She wanted to stay in the game, wanted to prove her mettle. But she had nothing more to bet.
Ron mumbled something about maybe ending the game there, but suddenly an inspiration came to Sara. Maybe it was because they were all older than her and she felt assured and safe with them, or maybe it was a desire to be audacious; she looked from face to face, then, biting her lower lip, she reached behind her, under her top, and unclasped her bra. She slipped the straps off her shoulders, then pulled the bra from under her shirt, folded it neatly, and placed it in the middle of the table, beside the crumpled notes.
"This must be worth something," she said. "Isn't it?"
She was aware of her breasts feeling exposed, even though she still wore her tee shirt.
There was silence; a feeling of uncertainty around the table, then Ron leaned back in his chair and stared at her, unashamedly taking in the sight of her nipples poking though the fabric of her top. He smiled.
"Young Sara here has raised the stakes, it seems," and he tossed a five dollar bill on top of the bright pink undergarment.

 

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Lena looked at her cards thoughtfully, then at her money. She pursed her lips.
"Well," she said, placing her cards face down on the table, "If five dollars is what it takes, I'll see you."
And she reached down, grasped the hem of her blouse, and pulled it up.
Rick let out an involuntary gasp as she exposed her black D-cup bra, pulling the garment over her head.
Following Sara's lead, she folded it neatly and laid it on top of the handful of bills in the center of the table.

 

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For a moment no-one said anything as the others took in the sight of Lena's full cleavage; it was Lena herself who broke the silence.
"So, who can beat a flush?" she said, turning over her cards.
She looked from face to face, and seeing no disagreement, triumphantly scooped her winnings towards her; blouse, bra, money and all.

In the next hand Rick and Sara folded.
Ron looked at his cards.
"So?" he asked, looking mainly at Lena, "Is money any good any more?"
When Lena shook her head, he shrugged, then peeled off her sweatshirt.
"Now that's what we need to see," she said, eying his bare chest in approval.
When she declined to bet too, he looked around the table in disbelief.
"Hold on, what happened here?" he asked them.
"I win a hand and I get nothing? I just lose my shirt?"
Lena smiled and Sara giggled.

There followed a general agreement that theirs bets could be just a shoe or a sock, but each person who didn't win would have to remove a more significant piece of clothing such as a shirt, or pants.

So it was, that when Ron won the next hand as well, Rick dutifully unbuttoned then removed his shirt.
"Oh, Rick," exclaimed Lena, with a smile. "I never realized you had such a hairy chest."

It was agreed that Sara could have a pass on this round since she had so generously started the ball rolling. This meant that all eyes were now on Lena. She paused, then reached behind herself to unclasp her bra.

Ron was aware of his heart pounding a little faster, his mouth dry; he watched her in expectation, as she slowly pulled the straps off her shoulders and lifted the thing away from her body. Her enormous breasts swung gloriously free, and they all look ed at them in wonder.

"Jesus," Rick muttered under his breath, and wondered to himself how he'd kept his hands off her all these years.

 

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--- So it seems I have abandoned this as an srp and it has become simply a story written in installments. Is anyone enjoying reading this or am I doing it purely for my own pleasure?

 

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When Lena won the next hand, she smiled broadly, happy to know that she was that much closer to having something interesting to look at herself, even if she did enjoy the way the guys were staring at her body.
Rick was the first to unzip his pants; then he stood up and quickly removed them. Lena's eyes were drawn to the bulge in his boxers, clearly visible, even after he had sat down again.
Sara watched the others, hoping to slip off her shorts without their eyes on her.
When Ron stood up, unzipped his jeans and slowly pulled them off his legs, she saw her chance and, barely lifting herself out of her chair, she slid her shorts down, and let them drop to the floor.

Sitting there in just her t-shirt and panties, Sara kept her eyes lowered. She was a bundle of contradictory emotions; dreading the moment she would be expected to remove her last pieces of clothing, yet hoping the men wanted to look at her body; excitement at the prospect of seeing the others naked, but self-conscious at the thought of being compared unfavorably with Lena.

She smiled upon seeing that she had been dealt a full-house and cheerfully pulled off her second sneaker and waved it in the air to show she was in.
Once she had won the hand, she sighed with relief, glad she would not have to strip. At least, not just yet.

 

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Sara cast her eyes around the table; she gulped when it occurred to her that both the men were about to get completely naked in front of her.
Lena, on the other hand was eying them both with glee.

Rick tried to tug his boxers off as he sat in his seat, but his erection made it difficult. As he worked them off, his cock sprang free. Lena, who watching carefully let out an appreciative murmur.

Meanwhile Ron stood up, slipped off his boxers and quickly sat back down. Sara felt a shudder of excitement as she caught sight of his cock, longing to take a closer look, suddenly full of intense lascivious curiosity.

Both Ron and Rick both felt so awkward, sitting there facing each other, that neither noticed Lena as she slipped out of her skirt, and kicked it to the side of her chair.

As the next hand was dealt both men seemed to be leaning forward and sitting a little closer to the table than before.
The winning hand belonged to Rick, who immediately turned to Lena.
"Well, now Lena," he said, turning his chair to face her, "I think you know what I want."
He leaned back, displaying his erection proudly to her, as he waited for her to remove her panties.
She paused for a moment before standing up and hooking her fingers in her waistband. Rick watched as she revealed a neatly trimmed triangle of black hair, but little more, and then, having pulled them over her feet, she sat down once more.

And now all three of them turned to face Sara.
"Come on, babe," said Ron, "Your turn now."
She hesitated, then started to slowly lift her shirt. She could feel her nipples betraying how excited she was, but this only served to increase her embarrassment. Taking a deep breath, she swept it up, and pulled it over her head.
She realized they were all looking at her breasts, which were nothing like as big as Lena's, but perfectly shaped, with soft pink nipples.
Ron was nodding. "Very nice," he muttered, "very nice."

 

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The card game by now had become largely irrelevant, yet still they continued to deal the cards. they weren't gambling anymore; simply looking to see who had the best hand.
"I believe it would be me," announced Rick.
Pressing his erect cock down against his thigh with his forearm in an attempt to hide it from her view, he nodded towards Sara.
She nervously bit her lower lip, and then, hooking her panties with her fingers, pulled them off round her ass, all the while keeping herself pressed into the seat, her thighs close together. She eventually managed to tug them off.

Ron glanced around, his heart racing at the realization that now the room contained two naked pussies and two exposed cocks.

Rick was frowning at Lena.
"Ok, Lena, you lost too, you know," he said to her. "And since you can't remove any clothing. maybe you can let us get a better look at you."

"Hey!" he exclaimed, as though suddenly struck by an inspiration, "How about you let us have a good look at those beautiful tits of yours."

She wasn't too sure.
"Why me? what about Ron, there," she protested, "He hasn't shown us anything."
Rick grimaced.
"No offence to you, Ron, but he really doesn't have anything I want to see."
He sighed.
"Tell you what, Lena; when it's your turn, you can choose."
Then he continued, smiling as he spoke, "But right now, I say I need to see your tits."
She resigned herself to her fate, and leaned forward over the table letting her tits swing away from her body.
Sara stared at them, marvelling at how heavy they seemed as they swayed from side to side.
Meanwhile Rick was mesmerized by them, unable to take his eyes off their soft rounded curves, imagining how it would feel to have them against his face.

 

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"So, Rick, my man," said Lena, sitting down. "I think it must be my turn now."

"Your turn?" he asked, picking up the cards, "What about the game?"

"Oh, I can't be bothered with cards anymore," she replied, shaking head. "We've got far more interesting things to do."

Rick smiled at Lena's boldness.

"So," she continued, shaking her dark hair away from her face, "How about you stand up, and let me have a good look at what you have?"

When Rick stood up, his cock jutted out aggressively, pointing sharply upwards. Lena licked her lips as she stared in delight. She was aware suddenly of how very wet she was, and for the first time she became conscious of how much she wanted it inside her.

Noticing Sara leaning forward to get a clear view, Lena directed him to turn so that she could look at him too.
Sara was fascinated by it. It was so long and almost perfectly round. It seemed to her that she had an almost insatiable curiosity about penises, but, as Rick sat down, her only thought was much she wanted to see what sort of wonderful cock Ron had.

 

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Sara's heart was pounding wildly when Ron asked her to stand up and allow him to see her body. She moved to the edge of her seat, then, taking a deep breath, she got up off the chair.

Ron sucked in his breath as he studied her sweet young tits and the triangle of golden hair covering the mound of her pussy. He gestured for her to turn, which she did, allowing him a clear view of her firm ass cheeks.

His musings were interrupted by Lena, complaining that the table was blocking her view. By the time she and Rick had maneuvered the table to one side, Sara had already sat down.

And now, she told herself, it was her turn. She nodded in Ron's direction, nervously motioning for him to rise, unable to find the words.

He got to his feet. And now, right in front of her face was the his wonderful cock. She didn't think it was quite as long as Rick's, but it was certainly thicker and broader. It was large and engorged, but bending over, as though it was just too big and too heavy to stand up straight.

She looked up at him. "Can I touch it?" she asked.

She reached out and took it between her thumb and forefinger. At first she was able to squeeze it a little but quickly it stiffened under her touch. She was surprised at how hard it had become, yet how soft the skin was. Still she gazed at it, following its contours with her fingertips, stroking the silky darker skin at its tip.

As she sat back into her seat she was aware of a patch of dampness against her thighs. She couldn't remember ever being that wet before.

 

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Rick smiled at Lena.
"I've had enough of the standing up stuff," he told her. "How about you get on your knees and show me that fine ass of yours."
He had her kneel down on all fours.
Sara couldn't believe how fat her pussy lips looked from behind like that. She had always thought of it as a small, delicate thing, tucked away underneath her. She wondered if she looked like that too.
She watched as Rick spread apart the lips, opening the pink gash to his view.
Lena's juices dripped onto the floor.
Sara's mouth was dry as she stared a Rick's fingers toying with this sexy woman's inner lips, circling her clit.

"Oh, Rick baby," muttered Lena, "I think you and I had better find another room so we can get this thing finished."
She spun herself around, sitting down on the floor.
Looking up at Rick, she said, "This is driving me insane."

"Whoa, hold on there, Lena," interrupted Ron, "You're not going anywhere to get anything finished."
He pointed at his naked friend standing beside her. "I've seen a lot more of this guy's dick that I particularly wanted, but let me tell you, if he's going to fuck you with it, I expect to see that too."

"That's a beautiful fat juicy cunt you've got, and I would love to see his cock going in and out of it."
He turned to Sara. "Isn't that right, Sara."
Sara nodded. She felt as if she was on the verge of an orgasm just thinking about it.

 

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Lena was a little taken aback by Ron's demand; it hadn't occurred to her that she might actually fuck in front of the others. God knows, all the rules had already been broken this evening, but she had at least felt to some extent in control; but if it came to sex, one of the men would be in control of her, and she might feel like a common slut, or even worse, she might lose control and reveal too much of herself.

As these thoughts went through her head, she glanced at Rick, and noticed something for the first time.
"Hey, Rick," she said, "Are you shaved?"
She reached forwards and cupped his balls in her hand.
"Oh, my god, you are! Sara, come here and feel how soft his balls are."
Sara quickly moved over and, as Lena lifted his cock out of the way, Sara gently took hold of his balls. She was amazed at their softness, and she continued stroking slowly.

Lena turned to Ron.
"So, Ron, are you shaved, too?"
He smiled and shook his head.
"Well, anyway," she continued, "I think we'd better check you out too, don't you, Sara?"
When he didn't move, she told him to stand up.
"I can't get at anything while you are sitting down like that," she said.

So he stood, while both girls knelt in front of him, taking turns caressing his balls. Sara started to let his cock brush up against her face, feeling it against her cheeks, touching her lips to the tip.
The sight inflamed Lena, so that she impatiently took the head of his cock in her mouth and slowly started to suck him off.

Rick was at first content to admire the sight of Lena's ass, but soon slipped his hand between her thighs and started to finger her. Then he moved behind her and introduced his cock to her cunt lips. Slipping it between them, rubbing it against the slick inner lips, nudging it up against her clit.
She paused, then raised her ass in the air a little.
"Oh, put it inside there, Ricky" she told him, glancing behind her, "Please, baby. Put that cock where it belongs."

Not wanting to miss anything, Sara turned to look as Rick pulled Lena's thighs apart, her hole gaping in front of him. She watched as he put the tip of his cock up to the entrance and began to slide it inside.

 

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Lena was now on all fours, her tits hanging down; swaying as Rick began to pick up a steady rhythm.
While Sara was entranced by the sight of Rick's cock buried inside Lena's body, Ron was fascinated by her tits.
He got down beside her and began to caress them; he cupped their roundness in his hand.

"Oh, that's good," Lena mumbled, "that's good," as Rick thrust deeper and deeper inside her.
She was becoming louder and louder, responding to his thrusts with groans and sobs.
"Oh, yes," she called out, "Fuck my cunt. Come on, baby, fuck my wet wet cunt."

Ron was playing with her tits more roughly now, grabbing and squeezing.
Lena looked up at him, her faced flushed, her breathing faster.
"Slap my tits," she told him.
He hesitated.
"Please," she begged him, "Slap my tits."
Ron slapped them hard. There was something about those tits, hanging there, so big and vulnerable, that made him relish abusing them.
"Oh, yes, daddy," she sobbed, "Slap my tits. daddy. Then I'll be a good girl."

Rick was now forcing himself hard into her, spanking her ass, then grabbing her hips pulled her all the way back onto him. Sara watched, with wide eyes and her mouth open, unable to speak.

BY now Lena was letting out a cascade of moans and sobs, getting closer and closer to an enormous climax.
Ron was grasping her erect nipples, squeezing and tugging them hard.
"Oh, yes, daddy," she pleaded, "Hurt my tits, daddy. I promise i will be good. Please, daddy..."

And she started to come. Shuddering and moaning, and Rick continued to pound her from behind, she was overcome as wave after wave flowed through her body.
Her cunny gripped Rick tighter now, the sensations in his cock becoming too intense to bear anymore, and he grunted and with a yell, began to let loose a flood of cum into her.

 

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As Lena shuddered towards her final climax, Ron let go of her nipple, and glanced towards Sara, who was sitting on her heels watching the couple fuck, her eyes wide.

He gazed at her young firm breasts; aware now of the need to satisfy his own lusts.
He inched towards her, and ran his hands over her; feeling the soft rounded shape of her tits, the nipples against his palm, In response, she reached out for his cock. Without taking her eyes away from Rick and Lena, she took hold of it, massaging slowly up and down, then moving her hand down to feel his balls.
While Ron's left hand still working on her tits, he ran his right hand around her shapely ass, sensing it's fullness, exploring the opening beneath her thighs.

They watched as Rick's his cock slipped from Lena's body, fluids and cum spilling out from between her puffy swollen lips. Rick slumped back, while Lena seemingly unable to move, could only fall forward onto her forearms, her head lowered, her ass still up in the air.

Sara turned to Ron and said softly, "I need you to play with my pussy."

 

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With his arm under her ass, Ron scooped her up onto the edge of the chaise just behind them.
She paused for a moment, as if reconsidering her earlier request, then opened her thighs, allowing him to move between her legs.
He gazed at her neat pink slit, its full outer lips lightly covered with blonde hair.
At first, he lightly stroked her labia, and traced the slit with his fingertip; then he slowly teased them apart, exposing the sopping wet inner lips. Holding the lips apart he extended his tongue and tasted the soft deliciously scented skin.
Gradually he spread her lips more, pressing his mouth into her cunny, exploring her with his tongue, toying with her clit, and sucking on the delicate inner lips.

Sara supported herself on her elbows as she watched him lower his face to her pussy.
As his mouth started to work on her, she fell back on the chaise with a gasp.
She had never known sensations like these before; never known her body could bring her such pleasure. She wanted to cry out, to yell, but when she opened her mouth all that came out was a series of deep moans and whimpers. She felt as if everything was upside down, as if she might completely lose control.

 

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Ron spread her lips wide so that his mouth could visit every part of her cunny, until his mouth was pressed firmly over the erect little ridge of her clit. As her excitement grew she moved her body rhythmically, pushing her mound up into his face. As she started to come, he slipped a finger inside her, feeling the muscles contracting, her juices flowing from her.
He really did love the feeling of this soft wet skin around his face, but even more he enjoyed having a woman under his control like this, as he manipulated her body.
He lifted his mouth, looking at her open nakedness.
She had come, and now it was time, he thought to himself, for his turn.

Sara felt as though she was cumming and cumming in response to the magic of his mouth. No-one had ever done that to her before; high school boys just wanted to stick their fingers in her hole, and get their dicks in there too, if they could, but they never even tried to do anything like this.
She lay back, her body still quivering with after-shocks; it was then that she felt the tip of Ron's cock between the lips of her pussy.

 

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She was afraid; worried that he was too big for her, afraid it would be painful, just not wanting to have her body invaded like that.
The tip of his cock was now nestled up to her opening, nudging its way inside.
She gestured with her hands for him to stop, but she could feel it unrelentingly pressing against her.
"Just a little way in, Ron," she said, "Only put it a little bit inside. Okay? Please?"

 

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Her soft wet opening felt so good around the head of his cock. It was so stiff it was almost sore and it ached for some relief. He had already seen the three others climax, and now he desperately need to come too.
But her body had tensed up, not allowing him entry.

To soothe her, he went along with her request.
"That's okay," he said calmly , "Just a little bit, that's all it needs."
He began to move in very small movements, very slowly, back and forth, yet still her body resisted him.
"Come on, now," he told her quietly, "You need to let me in."
And without waiting for a response, he forced his cock into her a couple of inches, and she gave out a small cry.
"Oh God, it's too big, Ron," she whimpered, feeling the opening to her pussy stretched by his fat cock.
Ron patiently rocked to and fro, her cunt squeezing his erection, holding it still within her. The tightness only multiplied his arousal, and he knew he would not be able to hold back much longer.

 

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She could already feel his cock stretching her poor little pussy and was frightened of how much it might hurt her if he went in even deeper.
Ron was now moving quicker, pushing harder. He could feel the walls of the inside of her vagina separating around the tip of his cock as he went a little further inside.
"No, Ron, no more," she pleaded, but by now Ron was losing control.

 

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With one swift movement, Ron lifted her legs, pushing her knees almost onto her chest.
Her thighs out of the way, her pussy fully exposed and spread wide open, Ron was able to thrust more freely into her body. Deeper and deeper he penetrated her, until, his cock becoming slicker within her, he was able to ram himself forcefully all the way up inside her. He slammed his groin up against her cunt lips, feeling their juicy wetness against his skin.

Sara was frightened; he was hurting her already, stretching her little hole with his cruel hard member. She didn't know if she could stand much more. The pain was becoming so strong, shooting through her entire frame, like nothing she had ever known.
And yet it was strangely linked to the good feelings her pussy was giving her before.

As he forced himself into her body, she bucked and writhed, trying to escape the torment he was inflicting upon her. She reached for him; grabbing his body, pulling herself up to him.
Then she let go, only to reach out for him again.
"Oh, Ron, it hurts, it hurts," she cried, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled her body up to him.

 

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With each violent thrust into her cunt, Sara felt a jolt shoot through her body, bright light flashed before her eyes.
Her mind filled with desperate ideas; that the pain might lessen if only she could hold him tighter, if only she could press her tits against him. And so she held her arms around his neck, straining towards him.
Eager to push through the pain, she started to thrust rhythmically down onto him, anything to get him buried even deeper inside her belly.

 

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Her cunt held him perfectly, with the soft slick skin inside her body caressing his rod along its entire length inducing the most exquisite sensations in his cock, until he found himself, with mighty growl, letting go of giant spurts of cum in her belly.
He slammed up against her with one last thrust and stayed inside, pressed up against her as his cock unloaded inside her.

She heard his noises, and pushed down on him, happy that he wanted to climax inside her.
And now she experienced incredible sensations, and realized she could not tell the difference between pain and pleasure that was almost too intense to bear.