Mr. Stone pulled back, his eyes intent on her face as he shifted her hips and she could feel him at the entrance of her body. Green eyes went as wide as they could when he nudged against her, his own dark eyes taking in ever flicker of her expression as he began to press inwards. The barrier to her body wasn't thick, but he could feel the resistance, feel it tear, watch her wince as he broke through that flimsy barrier to the paradise between her legs.
"FUCK." He'd never felt anything like it. Not just the way her body gave beneath him or the inner roar of triumph as he watched her pained expression when her hymen broke, but also the exquisite tightness of her untouched channel. He was the first to touch her in this way, the first to make her experience these sensations. As much as he'd cherished that slight moment of pain as he'd broken into her body, he would treasure her pleasure even more. "OooooOOOOoooo!" Riley writhed beneath him, her legs parting and coming together as her innocent body tried to decipher how best to deal with its new circumstances. "Mr. Stone you're too big! It hurts!" He bet it did... she was so exquisitely tight that it felt like she could break his cock off with her muscles. "Shhhh, sweetheart, it will start to feel good," he said, caressing her body as he slowly settled his cock into the clasp of her heat. It was the slickest, most velvety glove imaginable and it took all of his willpower not to rut inside of her. Of course he could if he wanted to; after all, he'd paid for the use of her pure body, paid to corrupt her. If he'd wanted to just fuck her into the bed without a care for her pleasure then that was his prerogative, and the power made his cock swell even more. But she'd done this because she wanted a man. Not some out of control idiot who would take his own pleasure without considering hers. And so he held himself immobile inside of her as he kissed her passionately, looping her arms around his neck so that he could caress her, rocking ever so gently with his hips so that his groin would press against her clit. He could feel her inner muscles tighten and loosen as her virginal sheath slowly accustomed itself to its new dimensions, accommodating the length and girth of his cock. When she began to rock back against him, her arms tightening around his neck, then he knew she was ready. Clasping her hips, he began to withdraw, carefully and gently, before slowly sinking back inside of her. Riley was beside herself with all of the overwhelming sensations. Although the slight humiliation of her begging, the initial pain as her virginity had been claimed, and the sore ache of her muscles stretching to allow Mr. Stone to invade her body had somewhat lessened her arousal, the older man was well on his way to building it back up again. She couldn't believe how incredible it felt to have him moving inside of her, to feel him so deeply in her belly that with each gentle thrust she was sure he was deeper inside of her than anything was supposed to go. Her whimpers were hushed by his lips as he tongue delved into her mouth, and she kissed him back because at least that was something familiar that she knew how to do. And yet she discovered that she knew how to have sex too. It was instinctive, easy, as her body responded to him greedily, wanting him harder, faster, deeper. Suddenly she understood all the pornos where women begged for just those things. Her body was beginning to ache, deep inside where she'd never felt such a need before, and his thrusting cock was pushing that ache higher and higher. Moving against him, purely by instinct, Riley could feel him begin to loosen some of that iron self-control he'd been using with her. He groaned into her mouth, plundering her with his kiss as his pumping hips began to move harder and faster. It hurt as his huge dick split her open, moving so roughly, so forcefully inside of her, scraping the inner walls of her body... and yet it felt so damn good too. He hooked his arms under her legs, pulling them upwards so that she was almost bent in half and every thrust had his body pressing hard against her clit. Now every thrust felt so deep inside of her that she had the wild thought she could actually feel him in her throat. "OH! FUCK!.... OH MR. STONE!!!!" Riley screamed, hanging onto his neck, as the most intense orgasm of her life slammed into her like a freight train. It was hot bliss, ravaged ecstasy, blinding fireworks. She could feel her insides squeezing him, rippling around him in convulsions that she couldn't control and didn't want to. Every hard thrust had her climbing higher and higher on a wave of pleasure that seemed unending. When he bellowed out his own climax and thrust hard, she could actually feel him throbbing inside of her, feel the pulse of his cock against her tight tunnel as she began to milk the jets of cum from him. They were pressed so tightly together and she was cradled in his arms. He surrounded her, inside and out, and she'd never felt so alive, so feminine. "God... Riley..." Mr. Stone's voice was husky as his weight came fully down on top of her, pressing her further into the bed. She liked that, closing her eyes she snuggled her face into his chest as she felt herself contract around him in quivering little shudders of post orgasmic bliss. "That was amazing," she said, in a tone of pure wonderment. She was suddenly so, so glad that she'd done what she had. Not only had she gotten something useful and substantial for her virginity, but Mr. Stone had made it a heck of a lot more enjoyable than she knew a lot of first times were. Sure he'd been crude, almost cruel, with some of his words, but that had only turned her on more if she was being honest with herself. And the actual sex... mind blowing to say the least. "Mmm..." He pulled himself up off of her, gathering her into his arms before she could protest. "I'm glad you thought so," he said, looking down at the young beauty in his arms with her tousled hair and the reddish sticky evidence of her virginity between her thighs and staining his cock. "Because as soon as we get cleaned off in the shower, we're going to do it all over again."CONTENT WARNING:Heads up: This one's a dark dive into forced fantasy – kidnapping in a dystopian Earth-Moon setup, virginity tease under power plays, light non-con vibes with a massive Viking-type handler (gentle touches amid the fear), humiliation from stripping/washing scenes, and a boss's selection game pitting captives against each other. Age gaps, emotional whiplash from terror to traitorous arousal, and hints of group selection drama; if captivity tropes or body betrayal hits hard, maybe moonwalk past this one. See what I did there? ; )CHAPTER ONEThis wasn't happening.This couldn't be happening.It wasn't fair.But when had her life ever been fair?Kidnapped. She made herself think the word. She'd been kidnapped. But why had they taken her?Kidnappings were almost common on Earth now. The wealthy had moved to the Moon, leaving most of Earth behind except for when they needed something or wanted to travel to an exotic locale. Criminal empires had sprung up, taking over contr
CONTENT WARNING Group sex incoming! Drunken MMF threesome (tipsy but all-in), dual nipple assault (gentle vs. bitey), deepthroat face fuck, pounding from both ends, and synced creampie chaos with post game "encore?" bait. Ex jealousy fuel, pure sandwich overload; if group greed or "fuck you, ex" pettiness are your vibe, let's dive in! CHAPTER ONE Aimee giggled drunkenly as Ben pulled her on top of him, William rubbing her jean-covered ass from behind. She knew that she was drunk, but she didn't care. Her long time boyfriend, James, had just broken up with her a week before and she was free. Maybe she hadn't wanted the freedom, but hell, since it was here why not take advantage of it? James had always refused to do any kind of threesome with her, he had some deep seated fear that she would leave him for the other person. Well now he'd left her and she was getting to fulfill one of her fantasies, a threesome. Two guys and her as the only female, the receiving end of their lusts and
Mr. Stone pulled back, his eyes intent on her face as he shifted her hips and she could feel him at the entrance of her body. Green eyes went as wide as they could when he nudged against her, his own dark eyes taking in ever flicker of her expression as he began to press inwards. The barrier to her body wasn't thick, but he could feel the resistance, feel it tear, watch her wince as he broke through that flimsy barrier to the paradise between her legs."FUCK." He'd never felt anything like it. Not just the way her body gave beneath him or the inner roar of triumph as he watched her pained expression when her hymen broke, but also the exquisite tightness of her untouched channel.He was the first to touch her in this way, the first to make her experience these sensations. As much as he'd cherished that slight moment of pain as he'd broken into her body, he would treasure her pleasure even more."OooooOOOOoooo!"Riley writhed beneath him, her legs parting and coming together as her inno
Logic screamed she should've bolted from that hotel room the instant she'd stepped inside. Her inner feminist branded him a sexist pig, a leering geezer, urging a smack and a swift exit. But her flesh, her hunger, overruled it all, and she clambered onto the mattress, curling sideways with thighs clamped, peeking through lazy-lidded eyes as he rose and shed every stitch. Even fresh from her mouth's work, his cock stirred rigid once more, his stare never straying as garments pooled at his feet.His build packed muscle, shoulders spanning wide, chest fur and the treasure trail below a thicket of coarse dark strands, just sparse silvers dotting through. She inhaled sharp, mind flooding with images of that firm, sculpted form blanketing hers, coarse hairs rasping her silk. Mr. Stone bore no resemblance to her peers; he carried age, edge, threat. Beside him, they resembled yapping pups.He closed in on the bed, eyes igniting with relish as hers stretched saucer-wide. Unbeknownst to her, th
She shut her eyes briefly, mustering her nerve. When they fluttered open, Mr. Stone remained perched on the bed, eyes fixed on her, that faint yet somehow daunting grin curving his mouth. Her knees wobbled as she inched ahead. Mr. Stone's grin widened, and her breath hitched. It was like stepping toward a sheer drop, bracing for the plunge, but Riley pressed on until she stood directly before Mr. Stone. Her heartbeat thundered loud in her ears.She drew a sharp breath as he slid his hand right between her thighs, gaze locked on her features while his fingers traced along her full, untouched pussy lips. Overwhelmed by the victorious gleam in his eyes upon discovering her drenched state, Riley squeezed her eyes shut and trembled as his fingers located the opening to her core."Please...""Please what?" he asked, one long finger easing into her and drawing a gasp.She buried her face in her palms, helpless against the soft moan escaping her lips. "Please... this is so embarrassing... can
Shock flooded Riley's veins, her head snapping up as his steps echoed closer. That gleam in his midnight eyes was brand new territory. A low churn twisted in her gut, her pulse kicking wild as some gut level urge whispered that he craved her."Are you... are we..." No way he meant..."What's the matter, Riley?" he asked, his deep voice rumbling in a way that made her insides tighten, the hairs on the back of her neck prickling. He stopped moving towards her, standing at the foot of the bed, and she found that she couldn't stop looking from him to the piece of furniture that she'd assumed she'd be losing her virginity on. That she might very well be losing her virginity on if her instincts were correct. "Having second thoughts about selling your virginity?"Hell yes.Except that now she was wondering if he was just trying to scare her. Twisting her hands in front of her she tried to figure out his intentions, tried to think of something to say, but it felt as though she was hurtling th