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You’re trembling before the two of them even touch you, standing in the soft glow of the loft lamp in Roy’s apartment, heart hammering so loud you swear they can hear it. Donna’s smile is all warmth and quiet power, her dark curls framing her face like a crown, while Roy leans against the bedpost with that lazy archer’s grin, green eyes soft but hungry.
“Hey, sweetheart,” Donna murmurs, stepping close enough that you can smell the faint lavender of her shampoo. She cups your cheek, thumb brushing your lower lip. “You’re safe, yeah? If anything feels wrong, you say the word and we stop. No rush. We want this to feel good for you.”
Roy chuckles low, the sound vibrating through you. “She’s right, baby. Look at you, already blushing so pretty. Makes me want to kiss every inch of that nervous little smile off your face.”
You let out a shaky giggle, the sound escaping before you can stop it. “I—I just… I’ve never… with anyone, let alone both of you…”
Donna’s eyes sparkle. “That’s what makes it perfect. We’re your firsts. And we’re going to be so, so gentle. C'mere.”
She guides you to the bed, sitting you down between them. Roy’s hand slides up your thigh, slow and reverent, while Donna leans in to kiss you first, her tongue teasing yours until you’re melting. When she pulls back, Roy’s there, claiming your mouth next, tasting like mint and mischief.
“God, you’re sweet,” he whispers against your lips. “So fucking sweet. We’re gonna take such good care of you.”
Donna’s fingers hook under the hem of your shirt, lifting it slowly. “Arms up, beautiful.” You obey, giggling again when the cool air hits your skin and your nipples tighten instantly. “Look at these pretty tits. Already so responsive for us.”
Roy groans appreciatively. “Fuck, Donna, she’s perfect. Gonna make her feel so full.”
They undress you together, hands everywhere but never rushing, kisses dropped on your shoulders, your collarbone, the soft curve of your belly. By the time you’re naked between them, you’re a nervous, giggly mess, thighs pressed together.
Donna eases you back against the pillows, settling between your legs. “Spread for me, baby. Just a little. That’s it, good girl.” Her praise hits you like warm honey, making you whimper and hide your face in Roy’s shoulder.
Roy laughs softly, stroking your hair. “No hiding, princess. We want to see every pretty reaction. You’re doing so well already.”
Donna’s fingers, slick with lube she warmed between her palms, trace your folds first, feather-light.
“So wet already,” she coos. “Is that all for us? Such a good, eager little virgin.”
You whine, hips twitching. “Donna… it’s embarrassing!”
“Shh, none of that.” She circles your clit slowly, once, twice, until your breath hitches into a giggle. “Nothing to be embarrassed about. This pussy is gorgeous. And it’s ours tonight.”
Roy nuzzles your neck, nipping gently. “Listen to her, baby. She knows what she’s doing. Relax into it.”
Donna presses one finger in—slow, so slow—curling just right. The stretch is new, strange, but her thumb keeps rubbing your clit in lazy circles and the praise never stops. “Feel that? Just one finger and you’re already clenching so sweetly. Imagine how good it’ll feel when Roy’s inside you. You’re going to take him so well.”
You’re panting now, little nervous giggles bubbling out between moans. “It—oh god—it feels weird but… good? Really good.”
“That’s my girl,” Donna praises, adding a second finger after long minutes of gentle scissoring. She pumps them in and out with aching care, curling against that spot inside you until your toes curl. “You’re opening up so beautifully, taking my fingers like you were made for it.”
Roy’s hand slides down to play with your breast, pinching your nipple just enough to make you squeak. “Hear that little sound? Fuck, she’s so responsive. Gonna make her come on your fingers first, Donna? Get her all soft and dreamy before I slide in?”
Donna nods, eyes locked on yours. “Yes. Come for me, sweetheart. You’re safe. We’ve got you.”
The orgasm crashes over you gentle but overwhelming. Your back arches, a high, giggly moan spilling out as you pulse around her fingers.
Donna keeps moving slowly, drawing it out, murmuring, “That’s it, beautiful. You’re glowing.”
You’re still trembling when Roy shifts, shedding his boxers. His cock is thick, flushed, already leaking at the tip. He strokes himself once, eyes soft on you. “See this? It’s all for you, baby. But we’re going slow. Inch by inch. You tell me if it’s too much.”
Donna leans over you, mouth closing around one of your nipples while her fingers keep teasing your clit. “I’ve got your tits, love. Focus on how good they feel. Roy’s going to fill you up now.”
Roy notches the head of his cock against you, rubbing it through your folds. “Breathe for me, princess. In… out. That’s my good girl.”
You whine the second he starts pushing just the tip, but it’s already a stretch. “Roy, fuck it’s big—”
“I know, baby, I know.” His voice is pure soothing gravel, one hand on your hip, the other stroking your hair. “Just the tip right now. Feel how wet you are? Donna got you so ready. You’re taking me so fucking well already.”
Donna switches to your other nipple, sucking harder while her free hand pinches the first. “So filthy and so sweet at the same time.”
Another inch slides in. You whimper, nails digging into Roy’s arms, but the sound turns into a breathy giggle when Donna swirls her tongue just right. “It burns a little… but oh keep going?”
Roy groans, forehead pressed to yours. “That’s my brave girl. You’re clenching around me like you never want me to leave. So tight, so hot—fuck, you feel perfect.”
Donna lifts her head just enough to kiss your cheek. “You’re doing amazing, sweetheart. Half his cock is already buried in you. Feel how full you are? That’s Roy taking your virginity, god, I love you like this.”
You’re a mess of nerves and heat, laughing softly even as tears prick your eyes from the stretch. “It’s so much… I want all of it. Please?”
Roy’s smile is soft and filthy. “Yeah? Want every inch, baby? Okay—deep breath.”
He sinks the rest of the way in one careful glide, bottoming out with a shared moan. You feel impossibly full, split open in the best way, and Donna’s mouth is back on your tits, sucking and biting gently while Roy stays perfectly still inside you.
“Full,” you gasp, giggling again because the nerves won’t stop. “Roy, I—I can feel you everywhere.”
“I know, princess. I’m so deep in this pretty virgin cunt.” His voice drops, filthy now. “Gonna stay right here until you’re used to me. Then I’m gonna fuck you slow and sweet until you come around my cock.”
Donna’s fingers find your clit again, rubbing in tiny circles. “You’re going to come so hard for us, beautiful. Our good girl.”
Roy starts moving, tiny thrusts at first, barely pulling out before sliding back in. Each one drags against that spot Donna found earlier, and the stretch turns from burn to liquid heat. You’re moaning, giggling, whining all at once.
Donna nips your nipple. “Told you she’d love it. Listen to those pretty sounds. You’re taking him so well, baby. Look down, see how your pussy stretches around his cock? So slick and perfect.”
Roy’s pace builds, still gentle but deeper now. “That’s it fuck grip me just like that. This cunt was made for us. Gonna fill you up with so much praise and so much cum tonight.”
You’re lost in it, the slow drag of Roy’s cock, Donna’s hot mouth on your breasts, their voices wrapping around you like silk.
“G-gonna come again,” you whimper, nervous giggle slipping out. “I—I feel like I’m gonna—”
“Do it,” Donna orders softly, pinching both nipples at once. “Come on Roy’s cock for your first time. Let us feel you.”
Roy kisses you deep, swallowing your cry as the orgasm rips through you, harder than the first, your walls fluttering and squeezing him until he groans your name like a prayer.
“Fuuuuck. Good girl, good fucking girl. Milk me just like that. You’re perfect. So perfect.”
They don’t stop until you’re boneless and glowing, Roy spilling deep inside you with a low, praising moan, Donna’s lips never leaving your skin.
After, they pull you between them, Roy’s cock still softening inside you, Donna stroking your hair, both of them murmuring endless praise.
“You were incredible, baby,” Roy whispers, kissing your temple.
Donna smiles against your neck. “Our sweet girl, we’re keeping you forever.”
You giggle again, sleepy and sated, nestled between your two partners, safe, full, and utterly theirs.
