☆Dirty Slut~ Dolan Twins☆

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Y/N'S pov

"Hey beautiful" Ethan said
As i woke up

"Hey handsome'' i said and kissed him

"Want some pancakes?" Ethan asked

"Omg YASSS i need pancakes"i said and got up
I went to my closet and took out some clouthes  and went to take a shower

I came out of the shower and got dress, i did my make up and went downstairs

as soon as i got downstairs i saw a trail of white poweder

"Ethan what did you do!??" I yelled from the living room

Ethan ran to me coverd in flour

"Don't freak out but there's flour......... everywhere" he said

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE'S FLOUR EVERYWHERE!!!!!?!?!?" I yelled

"I just told you not to freak out and that theres flour everywhere what do you think i mean" he said

" touché" i said

" go clean that up-" i pointed to the kitchen that was coverd in flour  " and i'll order some Pizza" i said and got my phone out of my pocket

I orderd 2 pineapple pizzas and 1 cheese pizza (bc i like cheese:)))

30.mins later

ethan finally cleaned  the kitchen and right in time because the pizza just arrived

We are sitting on the bed in the bedroom and watching
Fiffty shades of grey...i picked it because i need....no i want to feel Ethan tonight

I could see Ethan starting to grow so i climb on top of him and unzipped his fly

Ethan's pov

And again, as before, she unzipped my fly, took out my penis, and put it in her mouth. The one thing different from before was that she did not take off her own clothing. She wore Kumiko’s dress the whole time. I tried to move, but it felt as if my body were tied down by invisible threads. I felt myself growing big and hard inside her mouth.

I saw her fake eyelashes and curled hair tips moving. Her tongue was long and soft and seemed to wrap itself around me. Just as I was about to come, she suddenly moved away and began slowly to undress me. She took off my jacket,my pants, my shirt, my underwear, and made me lie down on the bed. Her own clothes she kept on, though. She sat on the bed, took my hand, and brought it under her dress. She was not wearing panties. My hand felt the warmth of her vagina. It was deep, warm, and very wet. My fingers were all but sucked inside. …

Then Y/n mounted me and used her hand to slip me inside her. Once she had me deep inside, she began a slow rotation of her hips. As she moved, the edges of the pale-blue dress caressed my naked stomach and thighs. With the skirts of the dress spread out around her, y/n, riding atop me, looking like a soft, gigantic mushroom that had silently poked its face up through the dead leaves on the ground and opened under the sheltering wings of night. Her vagina felt warm and at the same time cold. It tried to envelop me, to draw me in, and at the same time to press me out. My erection grew larger and harder. I felt I was about to burst wide open. It was the strangest sensation, something that went beyond simple sexual pleasure.

Y/n' pov

I couldn’t get enough of him. I was tired and sore but I didn’t care. I didn’t want to sleep. I wanted the ache. I wanted him in me, all the time. His weight on top of me. I wanted to squeeze him in further and further. I wanted to watch his face. I wanted his sweat to drop onto me. I wanted to drop mine on him. I got on top of him. I’d never done it before. I couldn’t really believe it; I was doing this. I was inventing something. I held him and put him in. He felt deeper in me. I’ll never forget it. I was in charge and he liked it. I held his hands down. He pretended he was trying to break free. I let my tits touch his face. He went mad; he bucked. He split me in two. I pushed down. I couldn’t believe it. One of his fingers flicked over my bum. I did it to him. He lifted and heaved. I couldn’t believe it. There was no end to it, no end to the new things. He did something. I copied him. I did something. He did it back. He took me from behind. I pushed back, forced more of him into me. I sucked him. He licked me. I made him come on my stomach.