เข้าสู่ระบบIt hurt in the best way. I was still sore from the night before, and the sudden stretch made me cry out. He didn’t give me time to adjust. He fucked me like he was angry too — deep, punishing strokes that forced the air out of my lungs.“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” he growled near my ear. “A stranger to ruin you. Turns out the stranger was the same man who’s been in your notifications for months.”I pushed back against him even while I cursed him. My hands scraped against the rough bark. Every thrust sent a sharp, sweet ache through my core. I could feel how wet I was, how easily he slid in and out despite the soreness.“I hate that it feels this good,” I choked out.“I know.” His hand slid around my hip and found my clit, rubbing hard and fast. “Hate it while you cum on me.”I came with a broken, angry sound, walls clamping down around him. He didn’t stop. He kept fucking me through it, dragging the orgasm out until my legs shook and I had to lock my knees to stay upright.He
I almost didn’t go back.All day the thought sat in my chest like a stone. That jawline. That voice. The way he had groaned when he came inside me. I kept opening the clip from RiftVex and closing it again, telling myself I was being paranoid. Streamers used filters. Lighting changed faces. Plenty of men had deep voices and sharp jaws.But the more I tried to convince myself, the more my stomach twisted.By the time the main stage shut down and the festival lights dimmed, I was already walking toward the same stretch of tents. My body still ached from the night before. Every step reminded me of him. I hated that it still turned me on.He was already there, leaning against a tree just beyond the reach of the nearest light. Same black mask. Same tall frame. When he saw me he pushed off the tree and started walking toward me like he owned the space between us.I stopped a few feet away.“You came,” he said. That same low voice.Something in me snapped.I stepped forward, grabbed the edge
My legs went around his waist automatically. He braced himself over me and started thrusting again, faster now, chasing his own release.I watched his face through the mask as much as I could in the dark. The hard line of his jaw. The way his mouth stayed slightly open. The intensity in the eyes I could see.He came with a deep groan, burying himself as far as he could and pulsing hot inside me again. I felt every spurt. My sore walls fluttered around him, milking him.We stayed locked together for a long time after. His weight pressed me into the sleeping bag. His breathing slowed against my neck. I could feel his cock softening inside me, and the warm leak of fresh cum starting to slip out around him.Eventually he eased out. I winced at the empty, sore feeling that followed. He didn’t clean me up. He just pulled me against his chest, one heavy arm draped over my waist, and we drifted off like that — sweaty, sticky, and still half-dressed.---I woke up to pale morning light filter
I didn’t get much rest.His hand stayed between my legs the whole time, fingers lazy and possessive, occasionally sliding through the mess he’d left inside me. Every time I shifted, I felt how open and used I was. The burn from the first time had settled into a deep, heavy ache that pulsed whenever I clenched.He must have felt it.“Still feeling me?” he asked against my hair.“Yes.”“Good.”He rolled me onto my stomach without warning. The sleeping bag bunched under my hips. Cool air hit my bare back when he pushed the crop top higher. I heard the soft sound of him stroking himself, getting hard again already.He didn’t rush.He kissed down my spine, slow, open-mouthed, while his hand kept me spread. When his tongue dragged through the wetness between my legs from behind, I pushed back against his face with a broken sound. He licked me open like that for a long time, tongue pushing inside, then higher, teasing places that made my thighs shake.Only when I was dripping again and makin
“Still so tight,” he growled. “Even after cumming on me. You’re going to feel this for days.”He sat back a little, still buried inside me, and lifted one of my legs higher so he could go deeper. The new angle made me cry out. He was hitting that spot every single time now. The wet slap of his skin against mine filled the tent.I felt another orgasm building already. It scared me a little how fast it was coming. My body didn’t feel like mine anymore. It felt like it belonged to the thick cock stretching me open over and over.“I’m close again—” I choked out.“I know. Give it to me.”He rubbed my clit harder and slammed in deep. I came a second time with a broken cry, walls pulsing hard around him. My vision blurred. I could fe
He pushed deeper. I felt the moment the last bit of resistance gave way. A sharp, bright pain flashed through me and then he was sliding further, filling me in a way nothing ever had. My nails dug into his shoulders through his shirt.He bottomed out.I could feel him everywhere — thick and hot and so deep. My pussy was stretched around the base of him. I was completely full. The burn was still there but under it was this heavy, perfect pressure that made my toes curl.He stayed still, buried all the way inside me, breathing hard. One of his hands came up and brushed hair off my face under the mask.“Look at me,” he said.I did. Even with the masks I could see the intensity in his eyes.“You’re taking every inch,” he told me, voice rough. “This tight virgin cunt is wrapped around my cock right now. How does it feel?”“Full,” I whispered. My voice shook. “It hurts… but I don’t want you to pull out.”He made a low, satisfied sound. “Good.”He started moving.Slow at first. Long, deep st







