Sinful Ruins And Filthy Desires

Chapter 2: Filthy Nights With My Best Friend Brothers

Zinnia's p***y clenched at his words. Just like he ordered, she took him deep, feeding herself and gagging as the thick head hit the back of her throat.

He tasted just like she imagined and the thrill of it made her yearn for his c*m in her mouth, not just his pre-c*m.

Saliva poured down her chin as she worshiped his huge c**k sloppily and eagerly, her tongue swirling around the shaft. She sucked hard while her hand pumped what she couldn’t swallow.

Wet, obscene wet choking sounds filled the tiny pantry loud enough that anyone outside would know exactly what was happening.

“Fuuuck, good girl,” Clyde groaned, hips snapping forward. “Look at you choking on your best friend’s brother’s c**k. You're such a bad girl, aren't you?”

He fisted her ponytail and began f*****g her face harder. Tears streamed down her cheeks, ruining her mascara, but the way she held onto his thighs showed how desperately she wanted more.

She let go of his thigh as she slipped her hand between her legs, rubbing her swollen c**t fast.

“Yeah, Zin, you're taking me so damn well. f**k, you're so good… so good.” Clyde grunted, digging deeper.

Zinnia could feel his c**k size increase in her mouth. He was close to his release and she knew it. Just when she thought she'd get the privilege of swallowing his c*m, he pulled out. Strings of spit connected her lips to his c**k.

“Stand, baby.” He pulled her up and spun her around.

Her heart jumped into her throat. She wasn't just going to taste Clyde, he was going to f**k her. The same way she watched him f**k his sluts. He was going to drive that big c**k inside her.

The anticipation nearly tipped her over the edge. Clyde bent her over a low shelf and flipped her dress up over her ass.

“Spread your legs,” he commanded.

She obeyed, presenting her dripping cunt and tight little asshole to him.

Clyde’s palm cracked across her right ass cheek, the sharp smack echoing through the pantry.

“Oh, Clyde.” Zinnia whimpered, pushing back for more. “Again,” she breathed before she could stop herself.

He spanked her again and again, turning both cheeks bright red while his eyes fixed on the slick trail running down her thighs.

Oh, how he wanted to lick her clean, but then his c**k couldn't wait. His fingers plunged into her soaked p***y, curling against her G-spot. “You want something bigger, huh?”

She nodded profusely. “I want that big massive c**k. I want it in me.”

“You're such a slut.” Without warning, he lined up and slammed into her in one brutal thrust.

Zinnia's mouth flew open in a silent scream as her walls stretched around his thick c**k. He was so deep and big, filling her completely.

“Oh my god— Clyde!” she gasped, gripping the shelf.

Clyde wasn't a slow fucker, he never was. He f****d her hard and fast, with punishing strokes that made her t**s bounce and her ass jiggle with every slap of his hips.

Skin-on-skin echoed wetly. His hand cracked across her ass again and again while he railed her.

“Take it, you little slut. Been teasing me for years with that innocent act. Now this p***y is getting wrecked by me. How do you like that?” He grunted.

“Love… it… yes…” Zinnia moaned.

Within minutes, she came hard, p***y spasming and gushing around his c**k, her body shaking while she bit her own forearm to muffle the cry.

But he didn’t stop. He kept pounding through her orgasm, chasing his own.

“Zinnia! Zinnia! Where are you?” Thalia's yell resounded in the kitchen, followed by a knock on the pantry door. “Zinnia, you in there?”

They both froze.

Clyde’s c**k was buried to the hilt inside her still-clenching cunt, with her juices dripping down his balls.

Zinnia's heart hammered in terror. Thalia was here. She was going to find out. Damn it, everything was ruined.

Clyde leaned over her, his lips brushing her ear. “Answer her,” he whispered, then slowly rolled his hips, grinding deep.

“Wh…what?” Zinnia whispered shakily.

“Answer. Her.” Clyde commanded.

“Y-yeah… I’m just… mmmh… grab… grabbing snacks. Be out in a minute!” Zinnia's voice came out breathy and shaky while Clyde thrust in with each word.

“Are you okay?” Thalia asked.

“Yes, yes.” Zinnia struggled to steady her voice.

Thalia laughed awkwardly “Oh, okay, hurry up! The guys are doing shots.” Her footsteps moved away.

Zinnia bit her lip hard. She shouldn't be doing this, but it felt too good to be forbidden.

The second the sound faded, Clyde continued his deep thrusts, f*****g her again. “Good girl. You're such a good girl. Good girls get good f***s, so I'll fill this cunt.”

He reached around and rubbed her c**t, causing Zinnia to shatter again, another orgasm ripping through her as she tried desperately not to moan.

Her p***y milked him so hard he groaned low and thrust deep one final time.

Hot, thick ropes of c*m flooded her, so much it leaked out around his c**k and ran down her thighs in creamy streaks.

Clyde pulled out with a wet pop, breathing hard. He slapped her sore ass one last time. “We should do this again, right?”

Zinnia stood on shaky legs, dress falling back into place, face flushed, and thighs slick with his load and her own juices. She could barely stand.

She looked up at him, with those innocent eyes. “I’m looking forward to it.”

This was only the beginning. The moment he decided to f**k her hard, she had handed herself over to him.