Evelyn Miller Two Vaginas Novels & Stories

I was too tight, Kegels and months without sex did that. “You’re so tight, aren’t you, little white whore?” Lucan said, holding my chin, forcing eye contact while Evan kept trying to shove in. “We need some lube then,” Millie said. She got off the bed and walked to the nightstand. Lucan’s hand stayed on my chin, staring me dead in the eyes as Evan pushed again. I screamed each time he rammed too hard, the stretch burning. Evan pulled out. Then I felt Millie’s fingers, long nails, rubbing cool lube over my pussy lips, working it in. Soon Evan tried again. This time his cock slipped right in, deep, stretching me wide.

She pushed Evan's body away and stared at him sharply. "Are you looking for an excuse to see Ella again? So you can get back together with her now that Rudi is gone? You want to be a hero by taking care of her child, is that it? You actually love her, don't you? Or could it be that her child is actually your child too? You've touched her, haven't you?" she accused him fiercely. Evan was stunned, his mouth agape. "I knew all men were the same! They say they love you, but when presented with another woman, they're willing to take her. It's my fault too, for agreeing to be a second wife. I'm sure you and Ella slept together and... mmmm!"

Miller nodded, his hair dark-brown, his face rugged and handsome. "I want to be in p**n!" I blurted out, my entire body quivering. "Mmm, you do, huh?" Mrs. Miller smiled, her eyes burning with lust. "Do you have what it takes?" I nodded again, my pussy burning. I had watched so much p**n. Especially from Pole Dance Films, the Miller's company. "Virgin?" she asked. My cheeks burned now as I nodded.

She came again came, this time in long, rolling waves, forehead pressed to cold marble, tears streaking her cheeks. Hours blurred. They never reached the bedroom. Lila fucked her on the couch with fingers and tongue until Evelyn lost count of orgasms. Evelyn finally pushed the girl onto her back on the dining table, spread those pale thighs, and buried her face between them. She licked Lila open slowly, reverently, tasting every fold, sucking her clit until the girl’s voice cracked on curses in French. When Lila came this time it was quieter, almost broken, hips jerking helplessly, fingers gentle in Evelyn’s hair instead of brutal. Later, sprawled across the living room floor, bodies slick w

"Fuck me with that big, black cock. Make me come." She pulled her legs apart. Evelyn looked down. She had never really looked closely at another woman. Patricia's pussy glistened with her cream, red and swollen. The way Patricia was holding herself open, Evelyn could see into the opening of her vagina. She shuffled forward on her knees and positioned the cock against Patricia's opening. "That's it, baby, shove that cock deep inside me," Patricia demanded. "Oh god, Patricia," Evelyn cried. This was so wrong, so dirty.

Evelyn's POV When I woke up next, it was dark outside. My mouth was dry like sand was stuck in my throat and I felt like I wanted to throw up. After a few moments of trying to orient myself, I remembered that I was in the hospital. I took a deep, heavy breath. "Eve…?" A soft, feminine voice called from beside me. I lazily turned my head to the left and saw Mila sitting next to me in the recliner. She got up immediately and gently took my hand in hers. Her expression was riddled with concern and worry as her lips trembled.

“You help him keep women locked up. You think that makes you better?” Evelyn didn’t flinch. “I survive. That’s the difference.” “For what?” Amira whispered. “Money? Power?” “No,” Evelyn said. “Because once upon a time, I was you. I was pregnant. I tried to run. And I lost everything.” That silenced the room. Amira’s voice was barely a whisper. “Your baby?” Evelyn nodded once. “Gone before it could scream.” Amira stared. “You stayed after that?”

That evening, Elvin returned home to Miller Villa. He tugged on Yvonne's hand and said mysteriously, "Mommy, I have something to tell you." Yvonne was curious. "What is it?" "I think the evil man has another woman." Elvin furrowed his brows. "But, I'm not too sure …" Yvonne chuckled at how troubled Elvin looked. "Did you see her when you went to Anderson Group today?" "I can't really say that it's his woman." Elvin took a ball of crumpled paper out of his pocket.