EroticReverie

Anna

I gasp as Roman slides into me. My tits pressed to Hawks chest as I lay ontop of him. I can feel Romans cock pushing Hawks cum out of me. Roman leans over me, kissing my shoulder as he fucks me. It’s slow, and gentle and I whimper, gasping from each deep thrust. 

His hips draw back, pulling his cock nearly all the way out of me each time, before slowly slipping back in. 

Hawk grabs my face gently and looks me in the eyes as Roman keeps moving, Hawks eyes fall to my mouth as it hangs open with each panting breath I take, he watches my brows as they pinch and move with the expressions on my face as Roman groans behind me and kisses on my shoulder. 

Why couldn’t Roman have been this gentle the river? Why couldn’t he have made it just like this? This wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t bad at all. As I start to feel like a whore for wanting it, for being sandwiched between two men while one fucks the others cum from my pussy, I remember what Roman said. I was human. There was no reason I couldn’t or shouldn’t enjoy it. There was no reason for me to feel shame for escaping or feeling good. 

The world wasn’t the same anymore, I didn’t need to feel shame for doing what I had to do to survive. I didn’t need to feel shame for losing my virginity at sixteen to a man that found me in the woods. I didn’t need to feel shame about liking Hawk, about letting him have me to. 

Hawk kisses me as I moan , Roman lifting up and grabbing my hips as he fucks me slowly still, groaning as his cock takes me over and over again. 

Hawk strokes my face, my hair, telling me how pretty I am while Roman is behind me with dirtier words about how tight my pussy is. 

Roman pulls out and then gently pulls me up off of Hawk. 

“Done sharing. You can go now.” Roman says to Hawk and I just look at Hawk and he smiles softly and then sits up. Kisses me and gets up as Roman lays down and reaches out. 

“Get on top Little Anna” he says and I follow his soft demand and climb ontop and he smiles as his hands find my waist and then slip up and over my breasts as I sit, my pussy pressed on his cock. 

“Am I being gentle enough?” He asks and I nod. 

“Put me back in that little pussy” he says and I bite my lip. Roman wasn’t romantic. That was for sure. But at least he was being gentler now. 

“Mmm” he hums as I reach down and line him up and let myself lower onto his cock, I hiss slightly as I feel him stretch me all over again. 

“Sixteen feels real fucking good” he groans as I sink down further and gasp at his words. But did it matter? Did my age mean anything anymore? The world isn’t the same. What was right? And what was wrong anymore? 

“I’ll be seventeen tomorrow” I remind him. 

“But you’re sixteen now, aren’t you little Anna?” He groans and grabs my hips and thrusts slightly. I wince as he goes deeper, pulling me down as he thrusts up. It’s not rough, but it’s so deep that it more than someone inexperienced like me can handle. 

“Feels real good making a woman out of you Little Anna” he groans and I feel my muscles clench, my pussy tensing around him. 

“You like me making a woman out of you?” He groans and I almost forget to answer as I try to breathe as he keeps thrusting , and I try to keep what I think is the right pace. 

“Answer me” he groans. 

“Yes” I whimper and he groans even louder and his hips move a little faster. His eyes falling to my breasts , watching them as they bounce. I can feel them, and I like the way they feel bouncing like this, it makes me feel like exactly what he said he was making out of me. A woman. I didn’t feel like a girl, our a young lady, I felt like a woman. 

“Tell me how it feels to be a woman now Little Anna” he groans. 

“Good” I whimper and he slows and then thrusts a few times , deeper making my mouth fall open and a little cry come out. He keeps doing it, slow, but deep and I feel my body jolt slightly with each thrust, feel my tits bounce on my chest and watch his eyes stay on them. 

“Can I fuck you harder?” He groans and I whimper. Wanting to say no. Because it wasn’t so bad like this, and I was…enjoying myself. 

“Just a little bit” I answer. Not wanting to tell him no or yes. 

He groans and then I feel his hips use more force, feel his hands pull me down a bit harder, and I gasp, choking on a little cry. The pace gives me enough to recover, but it hurts, and he’s going harder. Harder. His thrusts making my breasts bounce even more, and his hands are in control of how my body moves. I don’t even ride him, just let him fuck me and pull my hips up and down or back and forth. Whichever way he commands them to move. 

Would he keep me here all day? Would he take advantage of “his day” with me by wearing me out  and using me as much as he possibly could?

“This pussy is worth taking care of” he groans. 

“You’ve got such a tight cunt Little Anna” 

“And you’re so wet for it …you’re staying so fucking wet for me , you like that dick in that pussy, don’t you Little Anna?” He groans. 

“Yeah” I whimper making him grunt and go faster. 

“Yeah? That feel good? Me fucking your sweet young cunt?” 

“Yeah” I cry because his thrusts aren’t just hard but they’re fast and I can’t keep up, can’t process the way it hurts or why it also feels good, or why I enjoy it at all. 

I’m pulled down and Roman rolls us over and then is on his knees and grabbing my hips and pulling them up, my body angled with my back and shoulders to the bed as he slams deep inside. Tears fill my eyes and I scream. 

“How that feel?” He grunts and pounds into me and it feels like he’s going to split me down the fucking middle. I can feel it deeper than before, it feels like he’s going to break me, feels like he’s in my stomach. 

“Hurts” is all I can manage through my tears and he groans and drops my hips , his dripping with mine and he ruts into me. Fucking me hard and fast and clapping a hand over my screaming my mouth as he groans and pants and I cry into his hand. 

“This is how Flynn is going to fuck you” he groans.

“And I’d rather have you get it from me first than him” he groans as I cry. 

“I know it hurts, but you need to learn how to take it Little Anna” he groans and I cry into his hand as he thrusts violently. It hurts so fucking bad and I lay there. My body reacting but not fighting. I’m not sure I believe him that this is just him “preparing” me for the way the others might use me. I know he’s right, that Flynn won’t be kind. But I also believe that this is exactly what Roman wants.

“Fuck, it feels so good to fuck you deep in this pussy” he groans 

“You make it impossible to be gentle with this cunt” he grunts and there it is, my answer, it’s not just about preparing me, it’s about his loss of control. His needs over mine. 

It’s a strange feeling to appreciate him for the way he taught me to start a fire, the way he’s started to teach me how to survive without him or the others incase anything happens to them. It’s strange to like him for that, and hate him for this. For making me hurt, for being selfish with my body and taking what he wants. 

But this was the deal. And I know Roman isn’t the only one who’s going to fuck me like I’m nothing to him but the whore I agreed to be. 

Cum fills my pussy as Roman empties into me again, breaking his own rule, again. 

He pants and stills. Breathing hard and then sliding out of me with a groan as he moves over and falls onto his back as he catches his breath and comes down for what, I’m sure for him, was a great time. I sniffle and lift my hands and wipe my wet cheeks. 

I don’t expect it, and tense when he pulls me to his side. 

He wraps his arm around me and I settle into him and lay my head on his shoulder , looking down at his chest rising and falling , his hand stroking my arm and he exhales deeply. 

“I don’t want to get pregnant” I whisper. His hand stops and the starts again and he hums. 

“I won’t do it again.” He says. 

But I don’t believe him.