The following day, Emma extended an invitation to Anissa for a study session at my residence. However, I found myself utterly exhausted that evening due to the additional hours I had put in at work, as requested by Mrs. Principal, to prepare a paper. With weariness weighing me down, I reluctantly asked them, as they had already arrived, to proceed with their studies independently while I sought a brief respite.

As I drifted into a light slumber in my room, their cheerful voices echoed in the background. I could sense their mischievous whispers growing louder as they drew closer to me.

"Sir! Sir!" Emma's voice rang out in a playful tone. "He's asleep, Anissa!" she whispered with excitement. "What do you think?" Anissa added, joining in on the plan.

"Sir! Sir!" Emma called once more, and this time, I could feel her delicate hand venturing towards my groin. Playing the role of a slumbering figure, I eagerly anticipated what they had in store for me.

"Open it, Emma," Anissa whispered with a gentle tone. I could feel the zipper of my pants being lowered, and a hand reaching in to free my erect cock from its confines.

"Can I have a turn, Now?" Anissa asked Emma, her voice filled with anticipation. Although I couldn't see them, I knew that Emma was now lavishing attention on the tip of my cock, just as she often did. Her skilled tongue danced across my sensitive flesh, while her hand expertly stroked and caressed me. The delicious sounds of her mouth engulfing my throbbing member never failed to ignite a fiery desire within me.

"Wanna give it a try?" Emma asked Anissa, her voice dripping with mischief. "Can I?" Anissa asked, her hesitation evident. "Hurry up! He still sleeps," Emma urged Anissa, their excitement growing.

And then, Anissa's tongue began to explore my cock, adding her unique touch to the tantalizing sensation. With curiosity getting the better of me, I couldn't help but steal a peek at them, engrossed in their playful exploration of my member.

I witnessed Anissa, the gentle girl in her hijab, now placing her lips around my cock. Meanwhile, Emma guided her, pointing out how to savor the pleasure of my seasoned member.

Ugh! Ugh! Anissa struggled her attempt to take my entire cock proving challenging. Her saliva dampened her hijab as she tried her best.

"I can't do it!!" Anissa expressed her frustration.

"You have to do it like this!" Emma exclaimed, taking control of my cock and demonstrating her expertise. Although she couldn't take it all in, Emma showcased her skills. Just like that!

"Not in?" Anissa inquired innocently.

In response, Emma pressed my cock against Anissa's face, making her grasp its length.

"That's as far as it goes! We can't handle more than that," Emma clarified, acknowledging our limitations.

"Yeah, his cock is so big, huh?" Anissa remarked, accompanied by their playful giggles.

"Now, what's our next move, Mi?" Anissa inquired, her eyes fixed on Emma, who had been skillfully stroking my cock.

"Do you want to try it?" Emma asked, extending my cock towards Anissa.

Excitement lit up Anissa's face as she eagerly grasped my throbbing member, squeezing it with a hunger for pleasure.

"Did you break it?" Emma teased mischievously.

"Does it hurt?" Anissa asked innocently, her curiosity shining through.

"It's amazing! He knows exactly what he's doing," Emma replied, reminiscing about the pleasurable sensations.

"Too bad he's still fast asleep," Emma said, glancing in my direction.

In response, I immediately shut my eyes, maintaining the facade of a slumbering figure.

Suddenly, Emma's phone began to ring, interrupting the intimate moment. 

"Hello!" Emma greeted, her voice growing distant as she moved away from us to answer the call. 

Anissa, with eyes sparkling, continued to gaze in curiosity at my now slick cock, coated with the remnants of their touch. 

"Emma!" Anissa called out, her voice filled with innocence. "It's wet here, Emma!" 

Emma didn't respond. 

Anissa, feeling a mix of frustration and longing for Emma's attention, momentarily left my side in search of her. However, she soon returned her focus once again to my throbbing member. 

Unaware that I was merely pretending to sleep, Anissa continued to talk to herself while playfully squeezing my cock. She mentioned Emma's new boyfriend, Steve, commenting on how Emma seemed to forget everything else when she was on the phone. 

"Emma!" she called out again, hoping for a response. "What are you doing now?" Anissa questioned, receiving no reply. 

Suddenly, Emma's voice came from behind the closed door. "Anissa, I'm leaving now. Steve is picking me up!" 

"Oh?" Anissa commented, pausing her actions. 

Anissa followed Emma out of the room, momentarily leaving me behind. However, she soon returned, her expression now filled with anger. 

And I, still pretending to be asleep, continued to play my part in this clandestine encounter.

Anissa stood there, her uncertainty evident as she contemplated her next move. She remained silent, her gaze fixated on my erect cock. 

Feigning surprise, I woke up and quickly covered myself, as if caught off guard by the situation. I had a plan in mind, a game to play with this girl. 

"What's this, Anissa?" I called out, addressing her. 

Startled, Anissa took a step back, distancing herself from me. 

"What did you do to me, sir?" I pretended to ask innocently, adding a touch of confusion to my tone. 

"It was Emma, sir! It was Emma!" Anissa defended herself, her voice filled with urgency. 

"So, you played with my cock, didn't you?" I questioned, probing her with a hint of seductive accusation.

"No, sir!" she exclaimed, her face flushed with embarrassment as she attempted to hide herself. 

"If that's the case, then why is my cock reacting like this?" I pressed, cornering the naive girl with my words. 

"It was Emma, sir! Emma was the one who did it! Anissa didn't do anything," she hurriedly explained, but her words were cut short as I pulled her into an embrace. 

Guiding her towards a corner, I positioned her in front of a large mirror. 

Without hesitation, I lifted her skirt, my touch grazing her crotch. 

"Gotcha! Why are your pants wet?" I snapped, my gaze fixed on her pale face. "Come on, admit it!" 

Fear washed over Anissa as I shouted, my shoulders jerking in a display of dominance. 

"You two!" I scolded, my voice filled with authority. 

Anissa grew even more terrified as I left the room in search of Emma, only to discover that she had already departed. 

"Where is Emma?" I demanded, my steps bringing me closer to the frozen Anissa. "She left, sir. I told her not to." 

"So, it was just you, then?" I teased, playing with her emotions like a skilled puppeteer. 

"I'll report you to your parents!" I threatened, intensifying her anxiety. 

"No, sir! Please don't!" she pleaded, her voice trembling with desperation.

I turned her body to face the mirror. Then I lifted her skirt. I positioned her body, with only her shoulders resting on the mirror, accentuating her buttocks, and I pulled down her pants. "You naughty girl!" I scolded, slapping her smooth and supple buttocks. I slapped her buttocks again, making them turn red. I heard Anissa sobbing, her face resigned as she faced the mirror.

I pretended to make a simulated phone call to her parents.

"Hello?" I teased, mimicking her mother's voice.

"Ma'am, Anissa has been misbehaving at my house. She disturbed my sleep," I exaggerated.

"What should I do, ma'am?" I asked, feigning concern.

There was a momentary silence before I continued, "Is that what you want?"

"You're being disobedient!" I scolded, delivering a firm slap to emphasize my words.

Closing the distance between us, I whispered into her ear from behind, my voice filled with a seductive tone. 

"Do you want to experience the pleasure of my cock?" I asked, enticing her with my words. Anissa caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror, her eyes meeting mine momentarily. 

With gentle precision, I explored the soft lips of her delicate pussy. The panties, previously clinging to her thighs, now slid down to her knees, a testament to Anissa's vulnerability at this moment. 

Once again, I posed the question, my voice laced with desire. "Do you desire the taste of my cock, sir?" 

Anissa stared at me, fear and uncertainty etched across her face, unable to find the words to respond. 

"Yearning to be like Emma, aren't you?" I teased, a hint of amusement playing across my lips. 

Inhaling the intoxicating scent of her body beneath her hijab, I savored the moment as I indulged in squeezing her supple buttocks. 

"You're a naughty girl," I scolded softly, my voice filled with a mix of authority and desire. Taking a seat, I brought my face closer to her buttocks, caressing and delivering another playful slap to further ignite the tension between us.

Anissa whimpered.

I adjusted her hips, positioning her in a way that her pussy, nestled between her smooth buttocks, was exposed to my eager gaze. 

Anissa's pussy was beautifully smooth, neatly trimmed, and adorned with a straight line of pubic hair, accentuating the plumpness of her lips. 

The scent that emanated from her was nothing short of heavenly, a testament to her meticulous grooming. 

Even her puckered asshole, with its delicate pinkish hue, possessed an ethereal allure. 

"May I taste your sweet pussy?" I softly requested my words filled with desire as I plunged my face into the depths of her buttocks. Anissa moaned in response, her hands clutching and squeezing her modest dress, a clear indication that she was relishing the sensation of my tongue delicately caressing her tender pussy lips.

Feeling unsatisfied,

I drew her hips closer, delving deeper between her thighs, my face fully immersed in the intoxicating scent of her pussy. The natural aroma overwhelmed the subtle fragrance of the girl herself. As I punished her with my actions, Anissa's sobs filled the air, her pleas for forgiveness growing louder.

"Please, sir! Forgive me! I've been so naughty! I promise to repent, sir!" she cried out, her desperate words fueling my desire to continue exploring her exposed pussy.

Anissa raised her arms, her body fully exposed as she eagerly sought my attention. Through the mirror, I admired the sight of her breasts, snugly held in her sports bra. With a firm grip, I pulled down her panties, delivering a sharp slap to her thighs, urging them to spread wider.

"Your pussy is absolutely beautiful," I praised, unable to contain my admiration. 

Standing up, I approached her face, my voice dropping to a whisper. I continued to caress her pussy, the touch sending shivers down her spine. 

"Anissa," I murmured, my words dripping with desire. 

She closed her eyes and bit her lip, anticipation filling the air as my fingers began to part her tight, inviting pussy. 

"I know that you and Emma were competing to please me with your mouths. Would you like me to fuck you instead?" I whispered, teasing her with the prospect. 

I squeezed her buttocks, seeking confirmation. Anissa shook her head, seemingly resisting my invitation. However, her lack of resistance spoke volumes. 

In front of the mirror, I positioned her hips, ensuring easy access for my eager cock to penetrate her virgin pussy. 

Slowly, I pushed my cock into her sweet and tempting entrance. As the head of my cock made its way inside her, Anissa instinctively pulled her hips back, a mix of pleasure and uncertainty evident in her actions.

"Sir, I'm scared!" Anissa exclaimed, her voice filled with fear. My cock halted its pursuit of her pussy, as her words captured my attention.

"Sir, I'm afraid of losing my virginity and the consequences it may bring," she continued, her concern rooted in her family's expectations and religious beliefs.

I gently caressed her buttocks, contemplating our next course of action. 

"Let's refrain from proceeding, sir! I fear the repercussions of no longer being a virgin. My mother would be furious," she replied, freeing herself from my grasp.

Confusion clouded my mind as I sought clarification. "But what about earlier?" I asked, my puzzlement evident in my voice.

Defeated, I sat there, contemplating the situation. 

"So, you desire it, yet you still wish to preserve your virginity?" I questioned, seeking understanding. 

Anissa nodded a mixture of innocence and mischief dancing in her eyes. She still longed to taste the forbidden fruit.

"Can you help me make it happen, sir?" she asked her request hanging in the air.

The girl in the hijab suddenly exuded a heightened sense of flirtation. Anissa expressed her willingness to give it a try, albeit with apprehension about the current location. She pointed towards her mesmerizing pubic hair, making it clear that it was not the suitable place for their rendezvous. 

In response, a smile crept across my face as I devised an alternative plan. 

"Yes, Anissa," I reassured her, my voice filled with confidence. "How about we explore through your backside?" I whispered, testing her boundaries. 

"Ew! But my ass is dirty, sir!" she exclaimed, feeling a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty.

"Come with me," I invited her to the bathroom, instructing her to undress completely. "You need to clean yourself thoroughly first, alright?" I instructed, leaving her alone to carry out the task.

Meanwhile, I consumed my usual enhancement pill, a secret weapon for occasions like this, before returning to Anissa's side. 

"Are you ready?" I asked, eager to proceed with our intimate encounter. 

Anissa turned off the shower she had been using to cleanse herself, her posture indicating her readiness. 

"I'm ready, sir!" she replied, standing up with determination in her eyes. 

As I witnessed her preparing her anus for my cock, I became even more certain that this girl desired me intensely.

Leading her back to the bed, I offered reassurance to Anissa, explaining that anal sex can be more intense and potentially painful compared to the sensation of my cock inside her pussy. Despite her nervousness, she remained steadfast in her desire to proceed.

Sitting at the edge of the bed, she looked at me with a mix of anticipation and determination. 

"Alright then, Anissa," I said, my voice filled with desire. "Start by pleasuring me with your mouth to make the experience more enjoyable."

I presented my cock to her, and without hesitation, she eagerly took the head into her mouth, just as Emma had taught her.

In this intimate moment, with her hijab removed, her short hair revealed a boyish charm that added to her allure.

Feeling the arousal intensify as Anissa continued to pleasure me with her tongue, I positioned her on all fours, her buttocks enticingly spread before me. 

Carefully, I dropped some baby oil onto her anus, preparing it for what was to come. With gentle movements, I probed the tight opening with my index finger, causing Anissa to release soft moans of pleasure.

To ensure a smooth entry into her anus, I also applied some baby oil onto my erect penis, stroking it with care and anticipation.

With a sudden thrust, the head of my cock penetrated Anissa's anus, eliciting an immediate cry of pain from her lips. Instinctively, I gripped her buttocks, pushing my cock further inside, disregarding her pleas. Anissa's screams echoed through the room, blending with the mixture of pain and pleasure that consumed her.

I added more baby oil to the rim of her anus, the foam-like substance creating a slick surface. With each push, I delved deeper, marveling at how my cock managed to penetrate so deeply. 

As I slowly withdrew my hips, Anissa's screams filled the air, a mixture of pleasure and discomfort resonating in her voice. She desperately pleaded for me to hold on, to prevent my cock from slipping out of her anus. Her gaze met mine, a look of longing and desperation.

But with an unexpected sound, my cock slipped out of her anus, accompanied by a tightening sensation in her wrinkled opening. A plop echoed in the room, signaling the temporary end to our intimate connection.

"Oh, sir! It hurts!" she groaned, her voice filled with weakness and vulnerability. But I couldn't resist the allure of continuing the anal penetration.

As her anus closed up once again, I carefully applied more baby oil to the tight opening, ensuring a smoother glide. With a newfound sense of determination, I began thrusting into her tight asshole, reveling in the incredible sensation. It felt astonishingly good, akin to the tightness and pleasure of experiencing a delicate little pussy.

"Oh my God!" she cried out, enduring the mixture of pain and pleasure. The white foam from the baby oil I had applied increased around the edges of her anus, creating a heightened visual intensity. Occasionally, soft farts escaped her, accompanying her moans in this passionate moment.

Her body went limp, surrendering to the exquisite sensations that consumed her.

I withdrew my cock, observing as her asshole released a spray of the white foam. Instead of closing up, her anus expanded, eagerly accommodating the girth of my cock. Anissa's laughter filled the room, her delight was evident in this unique sensation.

With a renewed sense of desire, I plunged my cock back into her inviting anus, resuming the thrusting motion. 

Anissa's moans of pleasure echoed through the air as my cock expertly massaged the muscles of her buttocks, heightening the pleasure for both of us.

Wow!

"What's happening?" I heard Emma's voice coming from the bedroom door.

"Emma!" Anissa exclaimed, reveling in the sensation of my cock thrusting into her asshole.

"Come over here quickly!" she called out again.

"I'm getting fucked in the ass," Anissa proudly stated to her friend.

Emma then joined us, lying down beside us, observing as I continued to penetrate Anissa's ass from behind.

"Where are you from?" I inquired, wiping away the glistening droplets of sweat from my brow.

"She must have just been with Steve, sir!" Anissa responded, her eyes fluttering with pleasure.

Emma playfully taunted Anissa by blowing her breath on her face and parting her lips. "What's that smell, Anissa?" she continued to tease, knowing full well the intoxicating aroma of freshly swallowed cum lingered in the air. Emma made it clear that she had pleasured Steve with a blowjob, further fueling my insatiable appetite.

That scene drives me nuts!

I positioned Anissa's knees to enhance the protrusion of her tempting ass, allowing me to thrust my cock as deeply as possible.

Meanwhile, I playfully hiked up Emma's skirt, only to discover her lack of underwear.

"You're such a naughty young lady!" I exclaimed, unable to contain my amusement.

"Please, sir! Punish me! Punish me!" Anissa moaned, fully immersed in the pleasure my cock provided.

A smile danced across my face, reveling in the intensity of the moment.

With adoration in her eyes, Emma spread her legs, inviting me further.

"Sir, please scratch me here, sir!" she teased, her desire palpable.

And so, I indulged in fingering her, all the while continuing to forcefully sodomize Anissa.

The sensation elicited a swift response from Mia, as her pussy grew wet with anticipation, yearning for more.

"Sir! Don't stop, sir!" she pleaded, her voice filled with desperate longing.

Anissa, feeling a tinge of jealousy from the attention I was giving Emma, began to move her hips, urging me to focus on the violation of her anal hole.

"Emma, you're interrupting us!" she shouted, her frustration evident in her voice.

Emma giggled and rose to her feet, playfully undoing her clothes to join in our exhilarating game.

Positioning herself beneath my body, Emma skillfully began licking and caressing my balls, igniting an electric sensation within me. The intensity of the moment overwhelmed me, and I could no longer contain my pleasure. My cum exploded, filling Anissa's tight asshole.

Moans of ecstasy escaped my lips as Emma continued to pleasure me with her skilled tongue. She wasted no time eagerly consuming the spilled cum from Anissa's ass before resuming her passionate suction on my throbbing cock.

The depths of my desires consumed me as I surrendered to the sinful pleasure shared between myself and my two young companions. Emma's fervent sucking brought me to the brink of ecstasy, diligently cleaning up every last drop of my cum. Meanwhile, Anissa sensually licked and teased my shaft, their tongues intertwining in a passionate competition for my attention.

It was a moment reminiscent of a time when I pretended to be asleep, and they playfully vied for control over my pulsating member. The air was charged with an undeniable passion and desire as we indulged in our forbidden cravings without any reservations.