Not one to question my good fortune, I lifted Belle's worn body off me and stood at the foot of the bed. Zofi scooted back for me and went still as I grasped her hips and centered my cock. And then she cooed rapturously while I swiftly buried myself within her velvet loveliness.

The exquisite brunette gasped at the speed of my entrance, and she looked back over her shoulder at me before murmuring, “I want you to fuck me, Matty. Hard.”

I blinked and gave her a Look of surprise. Lovemaking with Zofi was usually soft and tender. A morning like this one, with her facing an uncertain parental situation, made me want to protect her even more.

“Are you sure?" I asked, hesitating.

“I want you to pound me like you do to Neevie. Hurt me."

I blinked a few more times, and all of a sudden, that building urge to cum had completely vanished. "Um, I'm not really sure I can do that."

“Matty, please?"

I couldn't do it. It didn't make sense to me. Not my Zofi. I mean, I'd fucked her pretty hard before, especially once I got really revved up.

But we'd built up slowly to that, naturally, as our passion swelled and ejaculation became imminent. The morning after I took her virginity she asked to feel me hammering the hell out of her just to know what it felt like, and I'd been happy to comply. And yet...

“I could never hurt you, méj skarbie," I finally said.

She didn't Look disappointed. If anything, she seemed quite happy with my response, as if I'd confirmed something she'd already known all along. With that, she bent her head down, swayed forward until only my cockhead remained within her tightness, and then rapidly rammed herself back at me.

I groaned and squeezed her hips a little tighter.

And then she did it again.

And again.

And again.

Zofi fucked ME this morning. I mean, the more I got into it, the more I started thrusting forward to meet her. But the bulk of the power came from her, hammering herself back at me over and over again as she bunched up the bedsheets and poured her energy into it.

“Holy crap, Zofi..." I groaned. "So good... you feel so fucking good."

“Like that?" she crooned.

“Like my tight, wet, lesbian pussy wrapped around your dick? Feel me fucking you. Feel me pleasuring you. I love you so much. Now take me. TAKE me, darling! Fuck me! Yes, that's it!

Fuck me! Harder! HARDER! HARDER!"

“Holy shit, Zofi..." I groaned as the pleasure built.

“Fuck me, Matty! Fuckme, fuckme, fuckme!!! So good! So deep! Fuck,

Matty, FUCK! Harder-harder-harder-ohmi-GAWWWWWWWDDDDD! ! !"

Zofi's forearms abruptly buckled and she collapsed forward. Without really thinking about it, the more she kept talking, the more I'd started pounding her the way I did to Neevie. My right foot was up atop the mattress now for increased leverage, and I was ramming my pelvis against her comparatively bony butt with extreme prejudice. Zofi whimpered and squealed under my assault. And then out of nowhere, Belle was suddenly beside us with her hand underneath Zofi's belly, rubbing furiously at the taller girl's clit.

The brunette started writhing and twisting as if to get away from the new sensation, although of course she never went far and in fact always returned back when she felt herself losing that pleasurable sensation.