Advent Calendar For Reverse Harem Readers
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“Just relax,” Hugh said, reaching up and stroking Clarice’s hair. “And take what Trig is giving you.”
He was fingering her butt hole. Entering and withdrawing, repeating the action over and over.
She concentrated on the new invasion then when he added another finger, panted through the strange stretching of her anus. It didn’t hurt, it was just unfamiliar and dark and felt both forbidden and erotic.
“Fuck, that’s hot, watching you do that to her,” Hugh said. “It’s making me really fucking hard.”
“Tell me about it.” Trig chuckled. “My cock’s gonna burst out of my jeans soon.”
“Oh…oh…” She closed her eyes again, pushing back then rocking forward as Trig continued to fuck her ass with his fingers. She could only imagine the sight Hugh was talking about. Her exposed ass being breached, plugged, filled with Trig’s thick fingers. Her tight band of muscles stretching and quivering, her pussy lips swollen and her ass cheeks burning hot and bright. “Oh, please…”
“You’ll get what you need,” Trig said, not easing up. “Hugh, has she got a vibe?”
“Yeah, a small one, finger-sized, you know.”
“Perfect, go get it.”
“What? Oh, Parker.”
“It’s okay.” He stroked her cheek then kissed her. “We’ve got you.” He paused. “You’ve always had fun before with us, right?”
“Yes. Yes. But…”
“There’s no but. Trust us.”
“I do.” The pressure was building in her pelvis. The need to come growing. The way Trig was working her ass had new illicit, deep sensations tugging at her pussy and clit. “Oh fuck…” She closed her eyes and rested her forehead on the cool island top.
Parker stroked her hair.
She groaned long and low. A deep, needy sound that vibrated from her chest.
“You’re ready for cock now,” Trig said. “Your naughty spanked ass is gonna get fucked, okay.”
“Yes. Yes. Okay,” she mumbled. It was what she needed.
“Take it slow, Trig,” Parker said.
“Of course. I have no plans for pain now, only pleasure.”
Clarice was relieved to hear that.
And then his fingers were gone, her tight little hole clamping up instantly.
“Batteries working, Hugh?” Trig asked
“Yep.”
The sound of buzzing.
“Good, we’re going to need that in a minute.”
Clarice’s knees were weak; her bottom throbbed, and her pussy wept. But it was her asshole Trig was interested in, and with her right buttock once again tugged to expose her anus, she felt the wide domed head of his cock there.
She held her breath. He’d never fit. This was impossible. He’d see that soon enough.
He eased forward, the lubricated tip finding purchase then pushing in. Her anus stretched around him, wider, and wider still.
She gasped and lifted her head. Opened her eyes and stared at Parker. “I…oh…”
“He’s well greased,” Parker said. “If you relax you can take him.”
“Oh…oh, but it’s so much.” The dense filling was like nothing she’d ever felt before or even imagined. “So much.”
“But you’re doing it.”
“Ah fuck, she feels amazing in here.” Trig groaned.
He was going deeper, the nip of pain in her asshole increasing as he stretched her with his wide girth.
“Oh…” She clenched her fists and tensed her spine. “Oh…fuck, it’s too much. It’s so much. Fuck.”
“Hugh, reach underneath and get that vibe on her clit,” Trig said, his voice taut. “I’ve still got a few inches to go, and she’s so tight.”
“Take it slow,” Parker said, a warning note in his voice. “I don’t want her hurt.”
“I’m not hurting her,” Trig said, “she’s taking it. I can see what I’m doing. I don’t want her hurt either.”
Suddenly, a blissful buzzing pressed against her needy clit. “That’s it…yes…yes…” She closed her eyes again. It was just what she needed to help her take Trig’s cock into her ass. “Fuck…yes…Hugh, yes, like that. Oh yes, just there.”
“Good girl,” Trig said. “Nearly there now.”
Hugh worked the vibe on her clit, over it, around it, giving her what she needed. Trig kept on slowly, so slowly, filling her ass. When his balls pressed up against her pussy lips, he held her hips firm and leaned forward, touched his lips to her ear.
“I’m in. I’m in your beautiful ass so deep, and you feel fucking amazing.” He kissed the side of her head. “Good girl.”
“Oh god.” She gasped. “I want to come…but…”
“You will, and don’t worry, I’m not going to pound your ass this first time.” He paused, dragged in a deep breath. “Wouldn’t last a second if I did, you’re so fucking hot like this.”
“Please…” She didn’t know what she was asking for. She was glad he wasn’t going to pound her ass, but, oh, she wanted to come. But could she, would she, with him in her ass? What would it be like?
He straightened and held her hips, kept himself buried deep, unmoving.
She rocked against the vibe, her pussy clenching. Hugh was getting the pressure just right. The spark of an orgasm had been ignited, and she ground for more, moaning and trembling. Her body seemed to take on a life of its own—a life that craved more of everything her men were giving her.
“Oh fuck.” Trig groaned. “Keep still, wildcat.”
“I can’t…oh, I’m so close…I…Hugh…please, don’t stop.”
He kept on working her clit with the vibe, the vibrations pulsing through her pussy to her ass which clenched around the root of Trig’s cock.
Trig let out a roar, deep and primal, and then his cock was throbbing inside her as he came.
She arched her back, cried out, so close now…
But then he slipped from her. “Fuck, that was too good. I couldn’t hold off.” He was breathing hard.
“No. Fuck no.” She twisted to glare at him. “I was just about to come. I want to—”
“And you will.” Hugh passed the vibe to Trig. “Take over.” He shoved at his jeans, and his erection sprang free. He then filled his hand up with oil and coated his length.
“Yes. Yes. Give me your cock. In my ass. Now.”
Smack.
Trig’s hand had landed hard on her right buttock. “Don’t demand of us,” he said and wiped his forearm on his shiny brow. “We’re running this show, remember.”
She clamped her mouth shut. But then when she felt Hugh’s thick cock breaching her asshole, she closed her eyes and held her breath. Fuck. He was just as big and hard as Trig, but she’d stretched now, and this time she enjoyed the invasion, feeling every bit of him sink deeper and deeper.
Trig was there with the vibe, his pressure on her clit firmer than Hugh’s.
Within seconds, she was getting ready to come again. Hugh was fucking her ass; unlike Trig, he was moving, not withdrawing completely and not fast, but it was stimulating and new and had her pushing onto him for more.
She moaned and clasped Parker’s hands. Stared at his face, though her vision had blurred. “I’m coming…”
“Yes. Come.” Excitement laced his tone. “Come with Hugh in your ass, it will be incredible.” He looked over her shoulder. “Keep up with the vibe, Trig, she’s nearly there. Fuck. Yeah.”
The flash of desire in Parker’s eyes had Clarice spinning into her orgasm. It was dark and deep, and intense and wild. She hung for a moment, breath held, wondering if she’d survive it, before she gave in to the ecstasy.
Crying out, she arched her spine and shoved harder onto Hugh’s cock.
He let out a wail and slapped his hands over her raw ass cheeks, gripped them.
The added sensation of his clasping fingers toppled her further over the edge, and her pussy and ass spasmed uncontrollably.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Hugh cried. “Fuck!”
“So is she.” Trig clasped a handful of her hair, holding it tight as he set the vibe hard over her clit.
Never had she felt so owned, so invaded, so utterly treasured. Her orgasm whisked her higher, the fingers of bliss contracting all of her muscles so that she was pulsing on the island. Hugh came high in her ass.
“Keep breathing,” Parker said, catching her chin. “Keep breathing, baby.”
She was panting, short, shallow gasps for air. “No more,” she said, squirming from the vibe. It had become too intense. “Oh fuck.”
Trig moved it from her clit, and she shook and trembled as her ass hugged Hugh’s cock. He was still working deep and shallow, extending her orgasm.
“My god, you’re so fucking hot,” Parker said, “And I’m so fucking hard.”
“Parker,” she gasped. “Oh…I…”
“You enjoyed that, wildcat?” Trig asked.
“Yes. Yes…”
Hugh released her sore buttocks. Trig let go of her hair. She allowed her forehead to press on the cool surface. Her body barely felt like her own. Her three stepbrothers had worked her to a frenzy, pushing her to places she never thought she’d go.
“No resting yet.” Parker released her hands.
“That’s right,” Trig said, “you’ve got another hungry cock to satisfy.”
“I…what?”
Hugh pulled out of her ass. She was damp, oily, and quivering, and her legs were weak. But that didn’t matter to Hugh because he gently turned her over so her back was on the counter, legs dangling over the edge, and she was staring at the ceiling and breathing hard.
“Let’s get this off,” Hugh said and tugged at her t-shirt.
She let him do it, enjoying the chill on her sweating flesh when she lay back down.
“My god, that was hot,” Hugh said, dragging up his jeans then walking around the island to take Parker’s place. “What an ass you’ve got.”
Parker was between her legs, suit pants down at his thighs, and his dark, thick erection so hard it appeared painful. He wore a determined, urgent expression. “Like this.” He gripped her ankles and stretched her legs up and out into a wide ‘V’ shape with her knees locked.
“I don’t… I need to rest…I…” She felt so open, so bared to him. And he was still almost dressed, his crisp white work shirt undone but still on.
“Parker wants to come, and he wants to come inside you,” Hugh said, trapping her arms above her head and elongating her torso. “You’ve got three men to satisfy, but you can handle that. I know you can.”
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