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He kept going, voice steady but distant, like he was watching it happen to someone else and not him. “I remember every second of that night. She guided me. She had this developed woman’s body already—curves, full breasts, wide hips. I felt like a kid at a buffet. That night, she lured me into every hole. Anal especially—she loved it in her ass. Hours of it. We tried different positions. When I got tired and wanted to go to sleep, she rode me. I couldn't wait for it to end. She was too much. When it was over, she told me I didn’t feel like a fourteen-year-old. And was vocal about how she loved being my first.”

I said. This was right after we started dating. We were drinking at a party and were kidding around and talking about what we wanted to do for a living when we got older, and somehow she said she thought it would be fun to be a stripper. I told her that sounded great, I'd like to watch her practice. So we went back to my house and down to the basement…my parents were out at some social event…and I put on some music. Soon Tessa was swaying to the music and soon her blouse came off, and then her skirt as she grinded to the groove. Then she tossed her bra aside and was wearing nothing but her panties, and my dick was hard as nails. Once she slid out of her panties I couldn't control myself any

I moaned, body arching, back curling. I swore I heard his voice again, deep and dominant in my mind: “Moan louder. I want everyone to know… you’re MINE!” “Yes, Raze… fvck… more,” I gasped. I was ready to be spoiled—by my mate. My older, wicked mate. My nails dug into the desk. My eyes locked on the ceiling. It was my first time. And I was getting wrecked. His mouth was working wonders. “Aaaah,” I whimpered, staring down at him.

๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑ The next morning when I woke up, I was alone in my bed. I sat up, feeling a sense of emptiness wash over me. I couldn't believe what had happened last night. I had slept with a complete stranger, and now he was gone. I felt a sense of guilt and shame wash over me as I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel disgusted with myself. What had I done? How could I have been so reckless?

Embarrassed 🔥🔥 The next morning, I woke up to find myself back in my bedroom. It was just me on the bed, and I couldn't help but think back on all that had happened the previous night. Having Lucas stand against even his own twin for me was definitely something I just couldn't bring myself to believe. For the first time in my entire life, I actually felt loved and wanted, and it felt really good. I remembered how he touched me, taking in every bit of me as we both got lost in ecstasy. The deeper he went into me, the more awakened my wolf felt, and as he traced every inch of my body, the oddly satisfying sensation of pleasure and pain increased with every progressing pace he took.

(Content Warning) “He put a blind fold on me and told me that as long as I didn’t fight his therapy that it would feel good to me. I let him undress me and laid down on the bed. I didn’t understand it then but I know now that was the first time he gave me oral sex and put his fingers inside me. I cried when he put his fingers in me. He didn’t stop but he didn’t punish me either. He did a variety of different things, touching me, licking me, putting his fingers inside me every time he came into my room at night until I was six. That’s the first time he came in my room on a Saturday morning and explained to me that because I turned six that week I was a big girl and needed to start preparing f

Rather it would be he that would make me cry I chuckled at my last thought. “I’m sorry,” i choked. “I’m acting like a child.” He kissed my temples. “First times are traumatic,” he murmured, drying he my eyes again with the tissue. “Was yours?” I asked, curious. He laughed. " Mine was nothing short of perfection." I wanted to protest "but... but" he quickly said “ I could indulge you with that of Cal's first time of trying to have sex, he tried to have sex, when he was seventeen. He was dating an older girl and they were in the back seat of his parents’ car at a country drive-in, one of the last few in Texas,” he recalled.

“You won’t because I’m going to teach you.” He looked up, his blue eyes darkening with wild, unrestrained lust. “Tell me about the first time,” he said, his tongue snaking out to slid along his lower lip. “The first time I was fucked in the ass?” I asked and he nodded. “Well, I was about sixteen, I think. One of my boyfriends was curious and so was I so we grabbed some lube and condoms and just experimented. It wasn’t the earth-shattering experience I was expecting but it got progressively better as we kept at it. Now I love it. There’s nothing like having a fat cock stretching your ass and filling it up with cum. You ought to try it sometime.”

Ten men using me simultaneously while the rest waited their turn. When they finally allowed me to rest, I lay in a massive puddle of cum, body twitching, mind floating in subspace. Yet even as exhaustion pulled at me, one thought burned brighter than anything else: This was only the first official night. How much further would the Harem push me? To be continued…

“I don’t share either,” “Okay, we have established that, let’s just say, both are great in bed, now Tell me about your first sexual experience, I had mine when I was eighteen and even though you were going through it then, I still told you the details, now I want to hear what it is like to be touched for the first time as a twenty-plus old woman,” I rolled my eyes again and settled back in bed.