A GOOD GIRL'S RUIN(Erotic Stories Collection)

Chapter 5

Sofia's POV

Once Lorenzo pressed his finger to the door pad and tapped a couple of buttons on the lock, the door swung open. A wave of nerves hit me, but instead of stepping back like I usually would, I stepped into their penthouse and gulped.

It smelled just like her in here — the air doused in her rosy perfume.

“Mallory,” Lorenzo called, his usual demanding voice calm now.

“In here!” Mallory shouted from inside the home. “I’ve been waiting all day for you.”

He placed a hand on my lower back and guided me down the hallway toward a back room. A soft moan drifted down the hall, and I swallowed hard, heat already gathering between my legs.

*What will Mallory do once she finds me here? Does she even know I’m coming?*

When we reached the last door, I stopped in my tracks. Mallory was lying back on the bed in the sexiest pair of maroon lingerie I had ever seen. Her eyes were closed, her breasts barely covered, and her fingers dragged along her lacy panties that hid nothing.

“Look who I brought home for us, doll.”

Mallory opened her intense brown eyes and froze, sucking in a sharp breath. For a moment, I thought she might pull her hand away, but her lips curled into a small smirk and she continued playing with her wet folds, the sight making me clench.

“What do you think?” Lorenzo asked, grabbing my hand and twirling me around like I was an object. I guessed that was what I was to them now — the Mafia’s toy. To use. To play with. To pleasure themselves with.

“I love her,” Mallory murmured, biting her lower lip. “She’s so sexy.”

Lorenzo gently pulled me in front of him, one arm curling around my waist while his other hand dipped between my legs to touch me under my skirt. I yelped in surprise, my heart pounding against my rib cage. He massaged my c**t from behind, his other hand trailing up my body to grasp my breast through my top.

“Take it off of her,” Mallory said. “I’ve been waiting to finally see her again.”

With one of his hands still buried between my legs, Lorenzo pulled my shirt over my head and swiftly undid my bra. My breasts bounced free. Mallory spread her legs a little wider, hooking one finger around her panties and pulling them to the side so we could see everything as she rubbed herself.

After popping all the buttons on my skirt, Lorenzo let it fall to the ground, leaving me in just my underwear. He continued rubbing my p***y, the pressure building higher and higher in my core.

“Does my wife turn you on?” Lorenzo murmured in my ear.

“Yes,” I breathed, watching as Mallory’s head fell back with a moan.

“Do you want to eat her p***y?”

A wave of heat rushed through me. “Yes.”

Lorenzo slipped his fingers into my underwear and pulled apart my folds, teasing my p***y harder and faster until my legs started trembling. “She’s wanted to eat yours all week. Kept asking me what you’d taste like.”

He pushed me a bit closer to the bed. I placed my knees on the edge and let him continue.

He gazed over my body at her and gently kissed my shoulder. “Come over here, doll.” He held out his wet fingers toward her. “Have a taste.”

Mallory crawled over to us, grabbed Lorenzo’s wrist, and tugged his fingers into her mouth. She wrapped her pink-painted lips around them and bobbed her head back and forth, just like she had with his c**k. Heat flooded between my legs as she moaned.

Moving even closer, Mallory placed her knees on either side of my thigh, settled her sopping p***y against my leg, and ground herself against me while she leaned over my shoulder to kiss her husband. Her breasts brushed near my face.

My breath caught in my throat, nerves zipping through me. I had never been with a woman like this before, but I had wanted to try it for so long. It wasn’t a phase or something taboo — it was real desire.

Pushing my nerves aside, I leaned forward and placed my mouth just above the hem of her lacy bra, kissing her softly at first. Mallory slid a hand behind my head and pulled me closer, moaning into her husband’s mouth while continuing to grind her p***y against my thigh.

Lorenzo shoved his fingers back into my panties, and Mallory followed, her fingers moving just as quickly as his. The sensation of two pairs of hands all over me drove me wild. I sucked harder on Mallory’s breast, tugging down her lacy bra and taking her n****e between my teeth.

“f**k,” Mallory murmured, pulling away. For a moment I worried I had done something wrong, but she pushed me down onto the bed, my back hitting the mattress, and forced my legs apart. Both she and Lorenzo dipped their heads between my thighs and ate my p***y, each hungry to taste me.

The pressure rose fast in my core, my toes curling. “Oh my gosh…”

With his calloused hand gliding along my inner thigh, Lorenzo entered me with two fingers and pumped them in and out while his wife’s tongue flicked against my swollen c**t. I laced my hands into her hair, my legs trembling hard.

“I’m going to… to…” I threw my head back, on the verge of the most intense orgasm I’d had in a long time.

When Mallory said, “Come for me,” and tugged on my n****e, I screamed out in pleasure.

Wave after wave of ecstasy rushed through me, my arms and legs tingling with pins and needles. *If this was what the next year would bring, I would be so happy being their toy.*

Once I finished, Mallory sat back next to me. “Sit on my face,” she said breathlessly, licking her bottom lip.

My brow furrowed. “A-again?”

“Yes, again.”

Hesitantly, I crawled over her so my p***y hovered above her face and hers was beneath mine. I dipped my head and kissed just above her underwear line. I clenched at the thought of going further, nerves flaring again because I had never done this before.

Wrapping her arms around my thighs, Mallory spread my legs, pulled me down closer, and flicked her tongue against my c**t. I mirrored her actions, pulling her underwear aside and eating her the way I liked to be eaten.

She moaned against me, the vibration sending delicious sparks through my body.

Lorenzo watched hungrily, undoing his belt and pulling down his zipper. When he kicked off his pants and pulled out his huge c**k, he walked over, grabbed Mallory’s knees, and pushed them as far apart as they could go. He slowly thrust into her cunt, pounding in and out until I saw her juices coating his c**k.

When he finally pulled out a few moments later, he grasped my chin and forced me to look up at him. “Suck my wife’s juices off my cock.”

Clenching with need, I opened my mouth wide. Lorenzo shoved his huge c**k down my throat and face-f****d me until I had cleaned every drop of his wife from his d**k.

When he finally pulled away, he pushed back into Mallory and grunted, “f**k, you both are so tight for me.”

Lorenzo shifted from his wife to me, then back to his wife, over and over again.

Once he pulled out for good, he placed his hands on my waist, lifted me with ease, and turned me around so I faced Mallory. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me down into a kiss — soft at first, then wild and desperate.

With one knee on the bed, Lorenzo pushed his bare c**k into me, grabbed my hips, and started pounding hard. My breasts swayed against Mallory’s as her hands traveled down my body to cup them.

I moaned into her mouth, the pressure rising fast in my core. Just when I was about to tip over the edge, Lorenzo pulled out and thrust into his wife. She moaned and kissed me harder, pinching and tugging my n*****s.

When her body tensed, he pulled out of her and pushed back into me, teasing us both for the next ten minutes. Desperate for release, I ground my c**t against her mound, the pressure building higher and higher.

“Oh f**k,” she breathed against me. “Keep doing that. You’re going to make me come.”

I didn’t stop. I kept grinding against her while Lorenzo f****d me from behind. He dipped his hand down and pushed two fingers into Mallory’s p***y, finger-f*****g her at the same pace.

My toes curled. I sucked on her lower lip as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me. Mallory watched me come, her body tensing even harder, and then she threw her head back and came hard as Lorenzo stilled deep inside my p***y.

When I collapsed on the bed beside Mallory with her husband’s c*m deep in my cunt, she wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer. “You’re ours now, Sofia. All ours.”