Violetta's body jerked sharply, a shudder running through her as Cassian's finger breached the tight ring of muscle guarding her asshole. "Oh!" she gasped, her eyes going wide as a mix of surprise and unfamiliar sensation coursed through her. "It feels so weird, Cassian. So strange. Ahh!" Her voice was breathless, slightly strained, as she tried to process the new, intense sensations.
Cassian's thumb rubbed firm circles around Violetta's clit, the slick, swollen nub throbbing and aching under his touch. "Shh, just relax," he murmured, his voice low and soothing even as his fingers pumped steadily in and out of her dripping cunt and tight asshole. "It will feel good, I promise. Your body just needs to get used to it."
He could feel Violetta's asshole fluttering and clenching around his finger, the tight ring of muscle gripping him like a silken vice. Slowly, gently, he began to pump his finger in and out, matching the steady, sensual rhythm of the fingers plunging in and out of her dripping cunt. The dual stimulation was intense, pushing Violetta to new heights of pleasure she had never experienced before.
As Cassian continued to finger her asshole and pussy, Violetta's breathing grew more and more ragged, her chest heaving with each gasping inhale. Drool began to leak from the corner of her mouth, a sign of her utter lost in the overwhelming sensations consuming her body. Her nails raked down Cassian's back, leaving angry red welts in their wake as she clung to him, anchoring herself to him amidst the tempest of pleasure.
"Bite down on my shoulder if it feels too intense," Cassian instructed, his voice strained with his own growing arousal. He could feel Violetta's body tensing, her muscles pulling taut as she teetered on the brink of a mind-shattering orgasm. Cassian knew he needed to be gentle, needed to guide her through this new experience with care and patience, no matter how much his own body ached to take her hard and fast.
Violetta's teeth sank into the firm muscle of Cassian's shoulder, biting down hard enough to leave an imprint of her teeth on his skin. The sharp sting of pain mingled with the intense, overwhelming pleasure radiating through her body, pushing her closer and closer to the precipice of ecstasy. She could feel Cassian's finger sliding deeper into her asshole with each gentle thrust, the tight ring of muscle stretching and yielding to the relentless pressure. It was a strange, foreign sensation, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, but as Cassian's fingers continued to pump steadily in and out of her dripping cunt, Violetta found herself craving more, needing to be filled and stretched in ways she had never dared to imagine.
"Oh god, his fingers, they're so big, so deep inside me," Violetta thought, her mind hazing over with the intensity of the sensation. "I've never let anyone touch me there before. It's so dirty, so wrong...but it feels so good." She could feel every ridge and vein on Cassian's finger as it pumped in and out of her tight hole, the rough texture stimulating nerve endings she never knew existed.
At the same time, Cassian's fingers never ceased their relentless assault on Violetta's dripping pussy, plunging in and out of her clutching walls with a steady, sensual rhythm. She could feel them curling and stroking against her G-spot with each thrust, the pleasure building and building until it threatened to consume her entirely. Violetta's arousal gushed around Cassian's fingers, coating them and dripping down onto the desk below, the obscene sound of her juices squelching and squishing filling the air.
"I can't believe how wet I am, how much my body is betraying me," Violetta panted internally, her mind spinning with the intensity of it all. "The way my pussy is gripping his fingers, like it never wants to let them go. And my asshole...oh god, the way it's squeezing his finger, like it's trying to suck him in deeper." She could feel every inch of her body coming alive under Cassian's skilled touch, every nerve ending sparking and sizzling with pleasure. It was almost too much to bear, almost too intense to comprehend.
"Oh god, it's so intense," Violetta thought, her mind hazing with the overwhelming sensations consuming her body. "His finger is going so deep, reaching places no one has ever touched before. It's almost too much, but...but I don't want him to stop. I need...I need..."
"I'm going to come," Violetta realized, a surge of panic and exhilaration coursing through her. "I'm going to come so hard, all over his fingers, all over the desk. He's going to feel me squeezing and clamping down on his fingers, milking them for all they're worth. Oh god, it's happening, it's..."
Just at that moment, Cassian captured Violetta's lips in a searing, passionate kiss, his tongue delving deep into her mouth to tangle with hers. The kiss was hungry, almost desperate, a silent plea for Violetta to let go, to surrender herself completely to the pleasure consuming her body. Just as their tongues began to dance and twine, Violetta felt Cassian's finger press against something deep inside her asshole, a spot that made her see stars behind her eyelids.
"Oh fuck, oh god, he found it," Violetta thought, her mind short-circuiting as a shockwave of pleasure ripped through her body. "That spot, that secret place no one else has ever touched. He's rubbing it, stroking it, ohhh..." Her words dissolved into a strangled moan, muffled by Cassian's lips pressed against hers.
Just then, Violetta felt the pleasure cresting inside her finally peak, her body seizing up as a mind-shattering orgasm ripped through her. She screamed into Cassian's mouth, her voice muffled by his lips pressed hard against her own. Her pussy clamped down viciously on his fingers, the walls rippling and spasming as a flood of her arousal gushed out to soak his hand and the desk below. At the same time, her asshole squeezed his invading finger like a silken, velvet vise, the muscles clenching and unclenching in time with the pulsing, throbbing heat of her cunt.
Violetta's body jerked and shuddered against Cassian's, her hips bucking wildly as she rode out the intense waves of her climax. She could feel every muscle in her body pulling taut, then relaxing, then pulling taut again as the pleasure crashed over her in unrelenting, overwhelming waves. Drool leaked from the corner of her mouth, tears streamed down her cheeks, and her eyes rolled back in her head as she lost herself completely to the ecstasy consuming her.
And then, Violetta felt her body convulsing again, her back arching sharply as she came undone again, but this is wasn't her pussy, but her asshole that clamped down just as hard on Cassian's finger, the tight ring of muscle fluttering and gripping as a second, lesser orgasm ripped through her. "Oh god, oh fuck, it's too much," Violetta thought, her mind reeling as pleasure crashed over her in unrelenting waves. "I'm coming in my ass, coming so hard, it's dirty and wrong but it feels s-so good!"
Violetta's juices gushed and spurted from her clenching, spasming cunt, making an absolute mess of Cassian's hand and the desk beneath them. She could feel every inch of her body pulsing and throbbing with a life of its own, completely under Cassian's spell and control. She had never known pleasure could be this intense, this all-consuming. It was like he had reached into her very soul and wrenched her orgasm from the depths of her being, leaving her a quivering, mewling mess in his arms.
As Violetta's body continued to shudder and jerk with the aftershocks of her mind-blowing orgasms, Cassian slowly withdrew his fingers from her dripping, spasming pussy and the tight clutch of her asshole. Violetta let out a whimper of protest, her inner muscles clenching down as if trying to keep Cassian's fingers inside her, reluctant to be empty. She could feel the cool air hitting her overheated, slick flesh, making her shiver and goosebumps erupt across her skin.
Cassian pulled back slowly, breaking the kiss. A thin, glistening strand of saliva connected their lips for a moment before it broke and fell away. Violetta's chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath, her skin flushed and dewy, her eyes fluttered open, hazy and unfocused as she gazed up at Cassian with a look of pure, unadulterated bliss. Her lips were kiss-swollen and slick, her cheeks flushed a deep, rosy pink. Tears clung to her long lashes and her violet eyes were glazed, still hazy with the lingering pleasure consuming her body.
"Look at me," Violetta marveled internally, taking in her own disheveled appearance. "I'm a complete mess. My hair is a wild tangle of curls, my skin is flushed and sticky with sweat and saliva and god knows what else, my pussy and asshole are gaping and dripping with arousal. I look like a wanton woman, one who's just been thoroughly and completely fucked. And God forgive me, but I've never felt more beautiful, more desirable in my life."
Violetta could feel the cool air against her soaked, overheated skin, making her shiver and goosebumps prickle across her flesh. She ached in places she had never ached before, her pussy and asshole feeling tender and sensitive, still fluttering occasionally as the last waves of her climax rippled through her. Violetta's thighs were sticky with her own arousal, the desk beneath her a mess of her juices and the saliva that had leaked from their passionate kisses. The musky, heady scent of sex hung heavy in the air, a testament to the intensity of their coupling.
She gazed up at him with hazy, adoring eyes, a slow, satisfied smile curving her lips. "That was...incredible," she murmured, her voice hoarse and rough from screaming his name. "I've never...I mean, I didn't know...oh god, Cassian." She reached up to touch her kiss-swollen lips, marveling at the way they tingled and throbbed, a pleasant reminder of Cassian's skill and passion.