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OMG, besties, buckle the fuck up because I'm about to spill the TEA on how I lost my anal V-card in the most savage, high-key painful but iconic way possible.

So there I was, early at Alicia’s place, sipping boujee wine at 2 PM like the subby little mess I am. Colin shows up—y’all, I’d seen his dick pics, and let’s just say, his drip was intimidating AF. Alicia switched from soft-spoken queen to full domme mode instantly, like, ”Strip. Knees. Now.” And I? Well, I folded faster than a lawn chair.

Colin shoved his cock down my throat, no warm-up, no mercy—just gagging, spit everywhere, and me low-key loving it. My pussy was soaked, and he knew it. Next thing I know, ice-cold lube splashes on my ass, and I’m like, ”Oh fuck, here we go.” But plot twist—he teases me, slides into my pussy instead, and I’m screaming into the mattress, thinking he’s being nice. Spoiler: He wasn’t.

Right as I’m about to cum, he yeets his dick out and—BAM—no warning, full send into my virgin asshole. I SCREAMED, tears streaming, but Alicia’s just smirking, living her best sadistic life. Colin pounds me, each thrust burning, until Alicia straddles my face, forcing me to eat her out. The relief of her soft pussy against my tongue almost distracts me… until she hammers a fat dildo into my pussy.

Double penetration, bestie. I was shook, screaming into Alicia’s cunt, but then—oof—the pain turned spicy. My orgasm hit like a freight train, Alicia commanding us to cum together. Colin filled my gaping ass, and I roared, shaking like a leaf. No cap, it was the most intense, painful, slay-worthy moment of my life.

And now? Low-key addicted. 😩🙌✨