Lexi was a small girl; she was already stretched tight.
But Drew bit her earlobe, then whispered, “I’m going to make it fit, you little fuck slut.” He did it like he wanted to hurt her. All at once, he shoved home, and his cocked popped past the ring into her nether passage, making her scream. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes just as Gabe’s thumb feathered over her clit, swiftly turning the pain into such pleasure.
Take it like a homo. Those were the words echoing in her mind as she careened towards the edge.
“Are you enjoying your gang bang, Lexi?” Drew asked, the hard edge of his voice driving her even closer to orgasm.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried.
He taunted her as he filled her ass. “Are you loving two dicks pounding into you at the same time? Because you know who likes that? Whores. Are you a little whore, Lexi?”
“Yes!” she screamed, as her pussy clenched with such force she felt her own cream squeeze out around the erections taking turns in and out of her. She was coming—harder than she’d ever come in her life. Even harder than the first time she’d ever fingered her cunt and tearfully confessed it to Jesus the next day. It was pure ecstasy, and when she went off, so did Drew, jerking his load in short thrusts. Gabe came soon after, both guys grunting and grabbing and crushing her between them.
When Drew was done, he pulled out of her and rolled onto the mattress on his back, catching his breath. Lexi loved the sight of both guys next to each other. She was going to pass out with pleasure any moment, she was sure, so with Gabe’s cock softening inside her, she leaned over to kiss Drew.
But Drew caught her face in his hands and said, “I don’t kiss sluts.”
Gabe glared at his frat brother, and for a moment, she thought he might even defend her honor. Instead, he looked at her and said, “But I do; I kiss sluts.”
Lexi realized that was the choice she was left with. She could try to be a good girl from now on—try to live up to the standards of her father, of guys like Drew who might want her for themselves. Or she could embrace the new gang bang girl that Gabe had helped her become in this basement.
And so she pulled away from Drew, and pressed her lips onto Gabe’s. She gave him her first kiss, because he kissed sluts, and that’s what she wanted to be from now on…
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In the meantime, enjoy this excerpt from Their Straight-A Student.
EXCERPT OF THEIR STRAIGHT-A STUDENT
THEIR STRAIGHT-A STUDENT
Laurel Adams
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Melanie Forsythe was a Straight-A student, on schedule to graduate with honors. One more year until graduation, and all she had to do was keep her grades up. Which meant staying away from guys and other distractions.
Or at least, that’s what she told herself when she dumped her last boyfriend. She couldn’t get serious. Not when her future looked so bright. But the truth was, she’d never dated a guy who could give her what she really wanted; they were all too timid. And Melanie had no time for underachievers in the bedroom or anywhere else…
With a big history exam in the morning, she decided to camp out at the college library that night. It was quiet with a great view of the lake, and she could concentrate on her studies without anyone bothering her. Though the building was locked from the outside at night, the janitors always let her stay if they wanted to and Melanie planned to stay until morning.
She even brought a pillow.
It wasn’t until well past the witching hour that she finally decided to take a break. She got up, stretched, then put her head down on her book, promising herself that she'd just close her eyes for a minute.
The truth is, she never heard them coming.
Melanie woke up to her arm being twisted painfully behind her back and a gloved hand over her mouth. “Get up slowly, come with us and everything will be fine,” a man whispered in her ear as another grabbed at her legs. Though Melanie ought to have been groggy from her nap, sheer terror made her wide awake. Her heart raced wildly and her first instinct was to fight. Her body flailed against her attackers and she screamed but the sound was muffled under the gloved hand over her mouth.
As the men dragged her toward the stairwell door, she kicked her desk chair over. She even managed to knock books onto the floor. But there were
two of them and they were strong. Melanie’s struggles were all for naught.