Broken Dreams Stories

Shattered Girl

Chapter 40

“Patrick, please.” I moaned as he spread my lips, running his finger around my soaking entrance and sliding the tip of his finger into my tight hole. I whimpered as my p**y fluttered around his finger. Slowly he began sliding his finger deeper as he leaned forward, sucking my **t into his mouth.

Your p**y is so tight, love.” Patrick groaned.” It’s going to feel so good when you’re wrapped around my hard d**k; I’m going to stretch your little p**y so good,” Patrick groaned as he began to work a second finger into me. He kissed his way up my body, sucking a nipple into his mouth and biting down. I exploded, soaking Patrick’s hand, crying out as I thrust my hips up, forcing his fingers deeper into me.

“Good girl, love, come hard for me, that’s it, baby,” Patrick praised me; I shook and whimpered as my o**m started to fade. He had stopped moving his fingers while I came apart for him, but once I had stopped shaking, he began moving again, finding my g-spot, curling his fingers, and focusing all his attention on that one spot. “Oh baby, you’re such a good girl; I know you don’t think you can, but you’ll come for me again. I know you have one more for me.” Patrick was encouraging me as I continued to whimper. “You’re so close, love; your p**y is like a vice; I know you can be a good girl for me and come again; that’s it, baby, take my fingers in that tight p**y. Come for me, love. Come now!” Patrick commanded, reaching down with his other hand, he pinched my c**t between his fingers and I screamed. My p*y exploded, soaking Patrick’s hand and the comforter under me. My entire body was tingling, my vision going black.

When I came to, Patrick and I were lying on the bed; He was spooning me, his arm resting on my hip, my head on his shoulder. He must have felt me wake up because he carefully rolled me onto my back before leaning over me with a massive grin on his face.

“Welcome back, love.” Patrick said, leaning over to kiss me.

“What happened?” Did I pass out?” I was still a little confused.

“You did love, but only for a minute. Has that ever happened to you before?”

“Passing out, yes, passing

because of an o***m…no. I didn’t know that was possible.”

“It can happen, and nothing to be worried about, love, I promise,” Patrick reassured me. He gave me a quick kiss and climbed off the bed, returning with a warm washcloth from the bathroom. He spread my legs again and gently cleaned my p**y and thighs. Tossing the washcloth into the laundry hamper, he returned to bed with me. I cuddled back into Patrick, and he wrapped his arm around me.” Go to sleep, love; we have kept the others up long enough for tonight.” He chuckled. I groaned, but since I knew they had all heard me o**m before, with or without them in bed with me. I told my brain to stop being embarrassed and closed my eyes. I was falling asleep almost immediately.

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We awoke later that morning to another bright summer day and the smell of coffee. I groaned and stretched. Leaning over to kiss Patrick, I went to the bathroom, took a fast shower, and pulled on a clean tank top and shorts. I heard Patrick starting the shower as I made my way to the kitchen in search of coffee.

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morning kisses. Mike winked knowingly at me, and I quickly turned so he wouldn’t see the blush on my face. I made my coffee and took the stool between them.

“Good morning, sweetheart; bo

this morning? Jake asked, running his

snorted, and I gave him a dirty look before returning to Jake. “It doesn’t hurt that much to take

fridge, and began pulling out stuff to make breakfast. I got up to follow Jake, planning on helping him, when Mike’s hand

not talking to

and pulling me to stand between his legs. I crossed my arms over my chest and

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setting me on his lap, he wrapped his arms around me so I wouldn’t fall, and resting his head on my shoulder, he kissed

I took a cold shower and still had to j**k off three times.” I squirmed in his lap, completely turned on again with Mike’s description of how

honey, did I turn you on?” Mike asked with fake concern written all

you goober.” Jake howled with laughter from the kitchen, and I giggled at the shocked expression on Mike’s face. “Honey, did you

said, making the p at the end pop. Jake was still laughing, and I joined in before leaning back

very naughty girl this morning, aren’t you, honey?” Mike growled at me. “Do you know what happens

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stop talking, but my bratty side took over as I turned to look at Mike. “I am not being naughty,” I told him.” I called you a goober because you turned me on

the kitchen. Mike picked me up, spinning me around again until I sat with

quickly wrapping his legs around

I won’t tease you

accept your punishment.” Mike scolded. He still had