Sugar Babies: Part Four

They met at the foot of the stairs, Rebel's knees shaking as she climbed toward Xander's apartment. Jade's hand pressed into her lower back like a silent push that said move or get left behind. He pulled up fast, engine still ticking hot, already rolling his window down before he killed the ignition. Asshole energy rolled off him in waves. Rebel's mouth stayed shut, waiting, while Jade made the polite noises he ignored. The door clicked, they stepped inside, and the first thing he did was reach under Rebel's dress and hook two fingers around the waistband of her panties. "Off." He didn't ask. Fabric tore. He dropped them on the couch, shoved her against the wall, and shoved his fingers up between her legs like he already owned the place. She gasped, that half-bitter sound girls make when it hurts and turns them on at the same time. Jade lifted her own tit, offered it to her sister's mouth, told her to suck if she needed something to bite down on. Xander smiled at that, kept fingering her, twisting, scissoring, drawing fresh moisture every time Rebel squirmed. He knelt, spread her wider, dragged his tongue up the slick seam he'd just forced open. Rebel's head hit plaster. Her first taste of real cock-sucker training came a second later when Jade swallowed him whole. Spit ran down her chin, strung across her hand, proof of what she wanted done to the girl still shaking in front of him. Xander rose, stripped the thin dress off Rebel like it offended him, bent her back over the arm of the chair. Her cunt glistened, untouched until today. He slapped his cock against it once, twice, ground the swollen head over her clit like he wanted to mark her. She hissed, tried to pull away, then pressed into the pressure like a traitor muscle made the decision for her. "Nice and slow," Jade whispered near her ear, "then he'll take whatever's left." Rebel nodded, eyes wet. Xander didn't wait for tears to dry. He shoved in one ruthless thrust that filled her to the limit. She screamed once, then choked it off into a steady sobbing rhythm while he pumped the virgin hole raw. Jade held her face, kissed her temple, told her the pain would switch to something filthy soon enough.