P3: My first time in rough way

I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, coughing and trying to recover, my face and chest messy with cum and saliva, when the third man — Rajesh, the driver and pharmacist — stepped closer. His thick cock was already hard again. He gently pushed me back onto the bed, spreading my legs wide.

“You’ve been such a good girl,” he murmured, kneeling between my thighs. “Now let me taste you.”

Before I could say anything, he leaned in and ran his warm, flat tongue slowly up my soaked pussy. I gasped sharply. The sensation was completely new and overwhelming. He licked me again, slower this time, dragging his tongue from my entrance up to my swollen clit, then swirling around it. My hips jerked involuntarily.

“Ahh… Rajesh…” I moaned, my hands gripping the sheets.

He groaned against my pussy, the vibration sending sparks through me. “So sweet and wet,” he whispered, then dove in properly. His tongue pushed inside me, fucking me with long strokes, then moved back to my clit, sucking it gently between his lips while two thick fingers slid into my tight virgin hole.

The twisting feeling from earlier returned ten times stronger. My petite body started trembling as he licked and fingered me with expert rhythm. He sucked my clit harder, curling his fingers inside me, hitting a spot that made my eyes roll back. My breathing became ragged, moans growing louder and more desperate.

“I… I feel something… coming…” I whimpered, my thighs shaking around his head.

He didn’t stop. He licked faster, sucking my clit firmly while his fingers pumped in and out. The coil inside me snapped suddenly.

I came hard for the first time in my life.

A powerful wave of pleasure crashed through my body. My back arched off the bed, my C-cup breasts bouncing as I cried out loudly. My pussy clenched rhythmically around his fingers, gushing wetly against his tongue. I could feel myself squirting slightly on his face as intense spasms rocked me. My vision blurred, toes curling, fingers digging into the sheets. It felt like every nerve in my body was exploding with pleasure. I kept cumming, wave after wave, soaking his beard and chin as he continued licking me through it, prolonging the orgasm until I was shaking and whimpering.

When it finally subsided, I collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily, my pussy still twitching. Rajesh lifted his head, his face glistening with my juices, and smiled proudly.

I was still panting, my body soft and trembling from the intense orgasm, when Rajesh moved up between my spread thighs. He gripped his thick, hard cock and rubbed the swollen head up and down my dripping pussy, coating it with my juices. Then he pressed it against my tight entrance and started pushing.

It was hard. Really hard.

A sharp, burning pain shot through me as the thick head tried to stretch my virgin hole. I gritted my teeth, fingers digging into the sheets. He pushed harder. The tip finally slipped inside me, stretching me wider than anything before, but the rest of his thick shaft wouldn’t go in. When he tried to thrust deeper, it slipped out completely with a wet sound.

“Ahh… it hurts… it’s not going to work,” I whispered, my voice shaky. My pussy felt stretched and sore already, even from just the tip.

Rajesh looked down at me, breathing heavily, then nodded. “Okay… turn around. Get on your knees for me.”

I hesitated for a second, then slowly rolled over onto my hands and knees. My petite body felt small and exposed as I presented myself to him. I couldn’t see his face anymore — only the bedsheets in front of me. My long dark hair fell forward around my face.

I felt his strong hands on my hips, adjusting me. Then two thick fingers pushed into my still-sensitive pussy from behind. He started fingering me slowly, curling them, stretching me open, getting me used to the sensation again. The wet sounds of his fingers moving inside me filled the quiet room. I could only feel — the pressure of his fingers, the warmth of his body behind me, the way he occasionally brushed the head of his cock against my ass while he worked me open.

“Just relax,” he murmured from behind me, his free hand gently rubbing my lower back. “I’ll go slow.”

I stayed on my knees, breathing unevenly, feeling every movement of his fingers inside me while I waited for what would come next.

I stayed on my hands and knees, breathing hard, when I suddenly felt his thick cock pressing against me again. This time I could feel it more clearly. His hands spread my outer lips wide open with his thumbs, stretching them to both sides until they felt tight and exposed. The swollen head of his cock settled right at my entrance, filling it completely. It was so thick that just the tip was already stretching me to my limit. I felt it twitch and shake slightly against me, as if even he was holding himself back.

Then he started pushing.

Slowly… steadily… the stretch intensified. My tight virgin hole burned as it tried to accept him. The pressure built and built, but he still wasn’t going in. Pain flared sharply through my lower body.

“No… wait… it’s too much… it won’t fit… please…” I whimpered, my voice trembling. “Rajesh, stop… it hurts… it’s not going to go in…”

He didn’t answer. Instead I felt his strong hands close around both of my wrists, gripping them firmly and pulling them slightly back toward him. The sudden hold confused me for a second — I couldn’t understand why he was holding my arms like that.

Then he thrust.

Hard.

In one sudden, powerful push, his entire thick cock slammed deep inside me.

A raw, tearing cry tore out of my throat — the loudest sound I had ever made. My eyes flew wide open as I felt myself being split open. The thick shaft forced its way through my tight virgin walls in one brutal stroke, stretching me impossibly wide. I could feel every ridge, every thick vein as he buried himself to the hilt. The head of his cock punched against my deepest point, filling me so completely that there was no space left inside me at all. A sharp, -hot pain exploded through my core. Tears instantly spilled from my eyes. My mouth stayed open in a broken, continuous cry as my body shook under him, trying to process the sudden, overwhelming intrusion of his cock deep inside my virgin pussy for the first time.

I was still crying out when he started moving.

He pulled his thick cock almost all the way out. The sudden emptiness was shocking — I could feel my stretched walls trying to close behind him, a strange vacuum sensation that made my pussy clench desperately around nothing. Then he slammed back in with full force.

The pressure was brutal. His thick shaft forced my tight walls apart again, stretching me wide as he buried himself deep. I felt every inch — the thick head pushing against my cervix, the heavy weight of his body pressing against my ass. A broken cry tore from my throat.

He didn’t give me time to adjust.

Out again — that hollow, sucking pull as his cock dragged against my sensitive walls, leaving me gaping and empty for a split second. Then another hard thrust, filling me completely, the impact jarring my whole petite body forward. My breasts swung heavily beneath me with every powerful stroke.

“Ahhh—! Slow… please—” I sobbed, but he only gripped my hips tighter and fucked me harder.

Each outward pull created that intense vacuum feeling, like my pussy was being sucked empty. Every inward thrust brought crushing pressure and deep, stretching fullness. The wet, obscene sounds of his thick cock slamming into my freshly opened hole filled the room. My arms trembled under me. Tears kept falling onto the sheets as the rough rhythm continued — pull, vacuum, empty… then hard, deep pressure as he forced himself back inside.

He was using my body. My small frame bounced and shook with every thrust. I could feel him bottoming out again and again, the thick base of his cock stretching my entrance wider with every impact. The pain was still sharp, but something else was starting to mix with it — a heavy, overwhelming fullness that made my head spin.

He kept going, rough and relentless, each stroke pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, over and over.

He didn’t slow down.

The rough thrusts became faster and harder, each one slamming deep into me. The vacuum of every pull-out and the crushing pressure of every thrust blurred together until the sharp pain started to fade into a heavy, numb fullness. My mind went hazy. I could no longer feel the individual strokes clearly — only the relentless, pounding rhythm of his thick cock driving into my body again and again. My arms gave out. My face pressed into the sheets as he kept fucking me without mercy.

Then his hand suddenly grabbed my shoulder, yanking me back as he slammed into me with the hardest thrust yet.

I felt it immediately.

A powerful, hot blast of cum exploded deep inside me, spraying against my inner walls with force. My whole body jerked. A second thick pulse followed, then a third — three heavy, rhythmic spurts of his seed flooding me completely. I could feel every pulse of his cock as he emptied himself inside my freshly claimed pussy. My body shook uncontrollably, thighs trembling, stomach clenching, a broken whimper escaping my throat.

He held himself deep for a moment, then simply pushed me forward. His thick cock slid out of me with a wet, audible *plop*.

I collapsed onto the mattress where the other two men had been resting earlier, my legs still weakly spread, cum already starting to leak from my thoroughly used hole. My vision swam. The last thing I felt was the heavy, warm throb between my legs and the sticky wetness spreading under me…

…before everything went dark and I passed out.

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