Chapter 90: Slutty Girls Make a Good Duo

Slowly, I pushed—making Gloria lose to lust completely, inch by inch sinking deeper into her virgin ass, her ring stretching wide around my thickness.

"Ahh... Alex... I can feel it in me..." Gloria moaned, voice wrecked, eyes rolling back as she gripped the sheets.

Brittany kept spreading her ass cheeks—holding her open for me, watching in awe as my dick disappeared inside her best friend’s hole, already waiting her own turn.

"You took it so good, Gloria," Brittany said, rubbing her back soothing, voice full of pride.

Gloria was getting broken in this night train—her tight ass yielding to me, body trembling as I bottomed out.

Then I pushed all the way in—and started sliding in and out slow, fucking her steady, making her hole fully stretch for me. If it was some small dick, Gloria’s ass would’ve taken it easy—but my cock made it hard for her first anal, gripping like fire, fluttering wild.

"Ahhh... Alex... harder, please..." she begged, pushing back greedy.

"Yeah, Gloria... now you’re talking," I growled, thrusting harder—balls slamming her pussy every time I went all the way in, skin slapping loud.

Brittany kept Gloria’s composure—holding her steady so she wouldn’t break posture from the thrusts.

"Ahhh... Gloria... you’re still so tight," I groaned, speeding up.

Both these girls—so thick, plump bodies, big boobs and asses—were mine to take in the night train, while their moms were unaware of what I was doing to their sweet daughters. It turned me on even more—filthy, forbidden power.

After fucking her ass a while, I pulled out slow—Brittany and I looking at the gape I’d made. Her hole stayed open, red and ruined, closing slow.

Gloria missed my dick already—"Alex... please put it in..."

I wanted to see her pretty face—the one I broke with lust. I turned her around, laid her on her back, spreading her legs wide.

Her face was broken in lust—when I first saw her, she was a proper sweet girl looking for fun with her friend. Now? Completely owned—eyes glassy, cheeks flushed, no shame as her legs spread, dripping pussy full in view.

I took in the view—sweet girl turned my slut, her body trembling. She tried to close her legs as shame hit, but I held them open wide with my hands, forcing her exposed.

Then I leaned in—licked her from pussy to stomach slow, tongue flat over her wetness, up her soft belly, dipping into her navel, swirling and sucking the sweat there.

"Gloria... you are so hot..." I rasped, licking her navel deep, tasting her skin.

She moaned—"Aahh... Alex..."—hands fisting my hair tighter, pulling me closer like she couldn’t get enough.

Then I moved up—licking her boobs fully, tongue dragging slow over the soft, full curves, tasting the salty sweat mixed with her skin, sucking hard on the heavy flesh until it popped wet from my mouth.

I latched onto one nipple—sucking deep and rough, pulling it in with vacuum pressure, tongue flicking fast over the hard peak while my teeth grazed the edge, biting sharp but controlled, making her jolt and cry out.

She lost control—back arching high, hands fisting my hair, pulling me harder into her chest like she couldn’t get enough pain-pleasure.

I bit harder—like I wanted to eat them whole, teeth sinking in just enough to mark the soft flesh red, leaving little crescents around her dark nipples, sucking again immediate to soothe the sting, then biting the other one even rougher, tugging with my teeth until she screamed soft.

Her nipples swelled bigger—red, shiny from my spit, throbbing under my tongue as I switched back and forth, sucking like I was starving, biting like I owned them.

She trembled bad—moaning nonstop, pussy grinding air, completely broken from just her tits getting worshipped rough.

I wasn’t gentle.

And she loved every filthy second—begging with her body for more.

She cried out—"Aahh... yes... harder..."—voice breaking as I bit her nipples rough, teeth sinking in just enough to sting sweet, tugging the hard peaks until they swelled darker, redder, throbbing under my tongue.

Then I moved to her neck—kissing hot trails, biting deep into the soft skin, leaving dark marks that would bloom tomorrow, claiming her. She tilted her head back, offering more, moaning desperate as I sucked bruises along her collarbone.

Then her lips—crashing into them wild, tongues tangling messy and deep, hot and desperate like we couldn’t breathe without each other.

She pulled me in closer—arms wrapping tight around my neck, nails digging my shoulders, not letting go even for air. She was feral—kissing like she wanted to consume me, tongue pushing dominant now, biting my lower lip hard, moaning nonstop into my mouth.

We were lost in the moment—bodies pressed so tight I felt every curve, every tremble. My dick rubbed her pussy every time we shifted—thick head sliding through her soaked lips, teasing her clit, her wetness coating me, begging to be inside any hole.

Brittany got the opportunity—she was good at reading moments now. Slid behind me quick and quiet, hands on my hips guiding firm, lining me up.

She pushed slow—my head stretching Gloria’s virgin tightness, warm walls parting for the first time, soaking hot grip pulling me in.

Suddenly I was inside—head popping past her entrance, buried deep in one smooth slide.

Gloria moaned into my mouth—"Aahh..."—biting my lower lip harder, body jolting as she took me, unable to contain the stretch.

Her eyes turned beast-like—pretty face feral now, staring at me hungry, like she wanted to devour me whole, innocence shattered.

I’d broken something deep in her—and she was wild for it, craving more.

She moved her hips subtle—rocking gentle, taking me deeper herself inch by inch, letting my dick sink all the way into her virgin warmth, so wet, so hot, walls fluttering wild around every vein.

"Ahh..." we both groaned in relief at the joining—bodies locking tight, her legs spreading wider to take it all.

My dick was buried to the hilt—virgin pussy gripping like fire, squeezing rhythmic, pulling me deeper like it never wanted to let go.

"Gloria... you’re so tight..." I moaned, breaking the kiss for a second, forehead pressed to hers, breathing her in.