Free CherrysJubilee by V.J. Devereaux

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    The height of the bed was perfect. Her shapely legs dangled, spread as she looked back at him. Grabbing her hips, Jed watched as he pressed his cock against the tight little brown rosebud of her ass and thrust, pushing past the tight entrance. She threw her head back, her back arching and groaned as the broad head of his cock pierced her, stretched her.
    Jed slid his hands up the long, lovely lines of her back, curling them over her shoulders to get a good grip.
    Her sweet ass was so unbelievably tight.
    She moaned softly, shifting a little beneath him as he drove steadily into her until he was seated, buried to the hilt inside her tight ass.
    It felt incredible. For a moment he held there, basking in that tightness around his cock.
    “Cherry? Are you ready?”
    Taking a deep breath, she nodded. “Yes.”
    Slowly, deliberately, he plowed into that pretty ass, going deep and hard, hips pumping against her as Connor and Erik watched, Erik stroking his own rigid cock even harder.
    Cherry moaned, writhing beneath him, turning Jed as hard as iron. She was so sweetly tight that he almost couldn’t stand it.
    “Oh god,” she cried out as he thrust deeper into her, her hands clenched in the bed coverings.
    He was losing control, his cock swelling inside that astonishing closeness.
    “God, Cherry, you feel incredible,” he said just before he exploded inside her. With a shuddering sigh, Jed ran his hands down and up her long, graceful back as he collapsed over her for a moment, his shaft still buried inside her. He braced himself on one arm, brushing her hair carefully away from her face so he could see it and kissed her shoulder tenderly as he pulled out of her.
    This was what they liked, their own private orgy, watching each other take their pleasure. It was clear that Cherry liked it too. A dozen chances to protest had come and gone and she hadn’t demurred once. Even more, though, was the way she moaned, the way she lifted her hips or writhed beneath him.
    Connor looked at Erik, shaking his head.
    “Man,” Jed said, “you have no idea.”
    A little dazed, Cherry felt Erik move behind her. Despite Jed having opened her a little, prepared her for him, Erik’s sheathed cock still seemed huge and thick against her ass as he parted her rear cheeks and pressed the crown of his shaft against her tight little hole.
    For a moment she almost protested and then his cock head pushed inside her, spreading the tight sphincter of her ass. She couldn’t speak as the pressure of it, the pain and pleasure of it, drove a deep groan from her as he drove into her. He was so big. He grasped her shoulders as Jed had, pushing steadily and seemingly relentlessly into her.
    Cherry wailed, whether in pleasure or pain she couldn’t say. Thicker than either Connor or Jed, Erik stretched her ass nearly painfully, despite the lube.
    Connor stroked her hair, the motion soothing, and then all she could feel was Erik’s thick cock driving deeper into her ass. She gasped and groaned as he filled her slowly, steadily, relentlessly, trying not to struggle against him, his thick shaft stretching her more and more as he went deeper inside her.
    Nothing had ever felt that good to Erik. As he’d watched Jed fuck Cherry’s ass, Erik had put on a condom and lubed up, anxious for his turn. It was even better than he had anticipated.
    Cherry was responsive and as willing as hell. How many women could you find like that? All he wanted to do was fuck her over and over again, every way they could take her for as long as they could take her, as long as she could take them. He loved her big breasts, the way they filled his hands. He got even harder remembering her hot mouth around him as he had fucked it. He had wanted her ass though.
    Now he had it.
    He’d never fucked anything as tight as Cherry. She was almost painfully close around him. Her back arched as he filled her, burying himself balls deep, holding there for a moment. Slowly he withdrew.