Chapter 88: Breaking the Pretty Girl

She was losing control—becoming the perfect slut I wanted her to be. Those tits, that tight Colombian ass, brown skin glowing under the dim light—god, I’d fuck her like an animal, ruin her pretty innocence.

"You ready to take my dick in your mouth?" I teased low.

She was still stroking—eyes fixed on the hardness, the size, the girth—afraid but burning in heat, breath quick.

She couldn’t say anything—just opened her mouth wide, tongue out flat, like her body moved on instinct, ready to worship.

"Good girl," I growled, looking down at her slutty face—pretty features begging to be fucked, sweet and innocent no more.

Brittany bit her shoulder harder—massaging Gloria’s tits from behind, pinching nipples erect and tight, offering them up for my mouth.

I took my cock in hand—stopped her stroking—and slapped it heavy on her waiting tongue. Wet smacks filled the room, precum smearing shiny across her pink tongue, her pretty face taking my dick like it was made for this.

She moaned—eyes fluttering—as I slapped again and again, coating her tongue, her lips.

Then I dragged it slow—rubbing my full length over her face, from top to bottom. Head pressing her forehead, shaft sliding down her nose, over cheeks, ending near her chin—my balls brushing her lips.

My dick was bigger than her face—head on her forehead, base at her chin.

She realized it full—eyes widening huge, moaning deep and shaky as she felt the sheer size that would soon stretch her holes wide, break her completely.

I slapped my dick on her face—cheeks, lips, forehead—marking her pretty skin with precum and juices, claiming every inch.

She moaned louder—tongue flicking out to taste whenever it passed her lips, body trembling hard.

Brittany whispered in her ear—"You’re doing so good... he’s gonna fuck your face now..."

Gloria shivered violent—ready, broken, completely mine.

I tangled fingers in her curly hair—guiding her closer.

Then I let her take the tip first—her small mouth struggling at the size, lips stretching wide just to fit the head.

"Taste the head, Gloria," I said low, hands on my hips, letting her take control for now, teaching slow.

She took my cock in her hand—fingers wrapping tentative—and started licking the head, tongue swirling shy around the slick tip, tasting the salty precum, exploring the sensitive underside careful but eager.

"Yeah... there... lick that more," I groaned, hips rocking subtle.

She licked harder—like a cute student eager to learn from her favorite professor, eyes flicking up for approval, wanting to get every detail right.

Brittany watched aroused—getting jealous of the attention, sliding her shorts down quick. Nothing underneath—showing me her pink, dripping pussy, fingers rubbing slow circles.

"Alex... I’m so wet..." she moaned, fingering herself watching us.

"Don’t worry, sweetie," I said, voice rough. "You’ll get your turn. It’s time for Gloria’s lesson right now."

Gloria kept licking the head perfectly now—tongue flat and firm, swirling faster, sucking the tip gentle like she was born for it.

"Like that?" she asked soft, pulling off a second, looking up with those big eyes—like a cute slut begging for praise.

"Yeah, Gloria... not bad for first time," I rasped, looking at her pretty face already ruined—lips shiny, cheeks flushed, saliva trailing.

Her boyfriend wouldn’t have her back now.

"Now take it more in," I said, hands sliding to her head, guiding my dick deeper slow.

She gagged at first—eyes watering, throat tightening—but then understood, relaxing, taking me little by little, inch by inch.

Her mouth was warm heaven—inexperienced but trying so hard, sucking slow at her own pace, lips stretching wide, tongue pressing under as she bobbed tentative, afraid if she didn’t do good I wouldn’t give her the next treat.

She wanted to be good—perfect little student.

I groaned louder—hands gentle in her hair, letting her set the pace but pushing just a little deeper each time.

Brittany fingered faster—moaning soft, watching her best friend learn on my cock.

Gloria’s first blowjob.

And she was already addicted.

She was getting good—tongue swirling perfect, lips tight and wet, taking more with every bob, eyes looking up for approval like she lived for it.

I was teased bad from Lily earlier—edged and denied—so close to busting just from her inexperienced but eager mouth.

But damn—I didn’t want to cum from a blowjob. Not yet. Her mouth was heaven, but I needed more—needed to own every part of her.

Her body—vest straps slipped low on her soft belly, boobs full and bouncing heavy in view, nipples poking hard—I had to see her pussy, how soaked it was from all this teasing, from her first taste of real lust.

I pulled my dick out slow—wet pop echoing—she chased it desperate, mouth open wide, tongue out long like she couldn’t live without it in her throat, eyes pleading.

"Relax, girl... you’ll get it," I said low, grinning dark, thumb wiping spit from her chin.

I stood her up slow—tits bouncing heavy with the movement, that sweet ass jiggling in the tight panty as she turned to face me. So sexy—tight, thick Colombian curves, hips wide and inviting, only Lily’s ass could compete with this one. No way I wasn’t tapping it tonight—ruining it completely.

I grabbed it hard from the side—my god, the thickness, the juiciness, flesh overflowing my fingers, soft but firm, warm from her body heat.

She moaned loud just from the squeeze—body arching back into my hands, pushing for more like she was born for this.

"Wow, Gloria... you are thick," I rasped, kneading both cheeks deep, fingers sinking in, feeling them yield perfect, spreading them to see her panty wedged tight between.

I slapped it—sharp crack ringing—and it jiggled wild, ripples going for seconds, inviting my dick to just slide between and cum right there.

I pressed close—throbbing cock sliding hot between her hips, rubbing on her skin, letting her feel the warmth, the pulse of what was coming.

Her vest was in the way—hanging loose on her stomach. I yanked it off complete—tits spilling free fully, big and firm, nipples dark and begging, bouncing as she breathed heavy.

Gave them quick love—squeezing rough, palms full, thumbs flicking nipples hard, then leaning in to bite one sharp, teeth grazing before sucking deep.

But her ass—I couldn’t get my eyes off it. So much tighter than Brittany’s, perfect wide hips flaring out, pussy already wetting the panty fabric bad, dark spot growing.

That’s it—no more playing.

I hooked her tight panty—ripped it down all the way in one pull—revealing that sexy, tight ass, cheeks spreading natural as the fabric fell, pussy lips peeking swollen and wet below, juices shining on her thighs.

Threw the panty away—god knows where, didn’t care.

I got closer—dick ready to make her pregnant, throbbing angry—and turned her away from me, back pressed tight to my chest, her curly hair tickling my face.

Slid my throbbing dick between her ass cheeks—hotdogging tight, shaft gripped hot by her warmth as we stood pressed together, her thick body all mine to play with, curves molding perfect against me.

She moaned deep—"Aahh... Alex..."—ass pushing back greedy, cheeks clenching hard around my shaft, trapping me in that soft heat.

I grabbed both cheeks hard—spreading wide, fingers digging deep—and started rubbing slow, thrusting between them deliberate, head nudging her holes teasing—pussy first, then asshole, letting her feel the promise without giving it yet.

Her body trembled—lost completely, ready, shaking in my arms.

And I was done holding back.

This ass was getting ruined tonight—slow, deep, forever.