Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Gina.

By the time I was done with my chores and errands for the day, I was very tired, and all I needed to do was head back to my room, shower, and hit the bed.

I went straight to the bathroom to shower as soon as I entered my room and wished there was a heater to heat the water.

But wishes aren’t horses.

After bathing in cold water, I was f*****g freezing as I dried the water off my body before picking one of my oversize shirts to wear. I hate wearing my pants to bed because it makes me very uncomfortable.

I went straight to bed, and I had barely closed my eyes when I heard a gentle tap on the door.

Before I could have time to process who might be at the door, the door opened and Derrick walked in. He was looking so fine in black combat shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt that revealed his even-toned arms.

How could I have forgotten to lock the door?

I had honestly forgotten all about what transpired between Derrick and me earlier today.

His presence in the room made me conscious of the fact that I was still tying a towel that was barely covering my huge a*s.

His eyes were poking the most sensitive part of my body as I watched him stare at it like he was using his eyes to undress me.

And somehow I found myself liking the attention I was getting from him, even though a part of me felt it was wrong. His eyes flickered in their sockets as he instinctively kept his steady gaze upon my bare thighs, full boobs, and a*s.

“What do you want?” I questioned, trying to suppress the thought of having his well-built body warm up my still partially cold body.

“Everything,” he said in a deep, sexy voice while taking even gentle steps toward me. “I want everything that you have to offer, Gina,” he said, as he took steady steps to close the distance between us.

Something about the way his eyes were locked with mine made me super horny, and I fought hard to control the heat brewing between my legs.

The heat from his body flowed slowly to mine; it was like a magnetic force pulling me closer. I found myself fantasizing about ways he could please me.

But still, I didn’t want to appear cheap, like, “What the f**k is happening to me?” Why was I finding it difficult to resist him? First, it was Denver, now it’s Derrick; only God knows what would happen next.”

I used one hand to pull down the short dress on me as if I could magically create more yards to cover the other parts of my body that were bare.

The rational part of my mind kept screaming for me to push him off of me and that what I was about to do was so f*****g wrong. But again, there was this other part that was eager to go with the flow and wanted all he had to offer.

Slowly, I felt Derrick’s lips brush over my neckline, laying tiny k****s on my shoulders and the nape of my neck. His warm tongue on me sent electric waves all over my body.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I said, hoping that he would stop what he was doing to me, but my voice came out as a whisper.

“Shhh, relax, Gina; you are going to love this, I promise.” He murmured in my ear, and I subconsciously turned my head slightly to one side to give him more space.

He nibbled on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin above my collarbone. A small m**n escaped my lips as he kept his even, steady torture on my body.

His hand went under my short towel and he started kneading my a*s gently. “Your a*s is so soft,” he mumbled as his lips left my neckline and crushed against mine—not so hard but enough to completely blow my mind.

My lips parted as he deepened the k**s, my tongue dancing with his as his finger slowly unwrapped the towel from my body.

“Aww!”

I shuddered with sweet sensations as he lifted me and slammed my back against the wall as he further exacerbated his k****s.

“You’re driving me crazy,” he g****s into my ear. His voice, his hardened flesh, and the huge bulge under his pants made me clench tightly at him.

He rained gentle k****s down my neck and along my chest; the mere barest of his touches made me ache for more.

Swiftly he takes me to the bed, and I could see the disapproving look in his eyes due to my bed’s size, but he does not let that deter him as he continued his sweet asphalt on my body.

He grabbed onto my boobs and suckled on them hard like a hungry lion, randomly flickering his tongue over my hardened n****e.

“Ffffffuck!” The word roared out from the back of my throat.

When he was done with one, he extended the same attention to the other eagerly waiting n****e of mine.

His lips trail k****s from my neck down to my belly, and I felt his breath in between them where I needed it most.

My hand instinctively went to my boobs to start fondling my n*****s, but he stopped me by unhooking his belt and trying to lift both hands above my head.

“Your body is all mine tonight to use as I please,” he said as he slid his head back to my already throbbing p***y.

He cupped my p***y with his right hand and began to flick his middle finger over my c******s and slide it in between my damp labia. I m****d as he teased my labia even more vigorously.

Slowly, I felt his finger penetrate me up to his knuckles as he starts thrusting in and out rhythmically.

“You’re so wet,” he g****s, as he bends his head to flick his tongue over my c******l area. “So wet and juicy,” he g****s, still fingering me nice and hard.

I closed my eyes and let my head roll back as he f****d me with his finger.

“Oh yes,” I m****d even louder when I felt him add a second digit while increasing the pace at which his fingers penetrated my insatiable hole.

“Yes!”

“Mmmmm!”

My toes curled as I could feel my o****m building up, and he lifted his head to look at me while wearing a satisfied look.

My eyes instinctively went to the huge bulge under his shorts.

You want to see, he asked teasingly as he pulled down his shorts and his c**k sprang out freely; it was far bigger than the ones that I have heard people talk about.

It was thick, long, and very veiny.

He loosened the belt around my wrist to let me touch his huge c**k, and I could feel him pulsing and throbbing in my hand.

“Oh god, Gina, don’t make me f*****g ruin you, babe,” he m****d as I ran my fingers over his huge shaft.

Honestly, at that moment, I wasn’t bothered by whatever he was going to do to me because I wanted him to feel exactly how I was feeling.

“Take it into your mouth, Gina,” he said, gathering my hair up in his hand and guiding his c**k to my mouth while I went on my hands and knees. I did as told, as I found myself trying to wrap my tiny lips over his huge shaft.

Even though it was the first time I had a cockroach in my mouth, I pretty much knew how to work my way through. Starting from the tip, I worked my lips all the way down to his base while giving him a back-and-forth head movement.

“Mmmmm,” he roared from his back throat as I kept sucking on his huge belly as if wanting to sip out all his juices.

“Awn!” I m****d as I felt him smack my a*s before inserting his two fingers back into my p***y as he started f*****g me hard.

“Mmmm!”

“Ah!”

I tried suppressing my m***s to avoid being heard by anyone walking through the stairs.

“M**n for me, Gina; I want to hear you scream my name. He g****s while fingering hard, hitting me in a spot I never knew existed.

“Ah!”

“Derrick”

“Hmm”

“Yeah”

The waves rose higher, and I came with a gasp, a sweet release that started at my p***y and took over my whole body. More followed, and I shook with pleasure.

When I could take no more, I collapsed and came back down slowly, letting my breathing even out with my eyes shut tight.

I opened my eyes and was surprised to see that I was all alone. The door to my room was locked, and at that moment, it dawned on me that it was a f*****g wet dream. I can’t believe that I went to bed fantasizing about my worst bully.