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Author: Ava John
last update publish date: 2026-04-28 23:07:46

Celine lay back on the silk sheets, her thighs splayed wide apart, knees bent and pulled toward her chest to expose her glistening pussy completely. 

Thick ribbons of warm, melted chocolate dripped across her swollen folds, coating her clit in a sticky sheen and trickling down to her tight asshole. The sweet scent mixed with her arousal, making her pink lips quiver in anticipation.

He knelt between her legs, eyes locked on the decadent treat smeared over her cunt. Without a word, he leaned in and dragged his flat tongue through the chocolate-smeared slit, lapping up the rich flavor blended with her tangy juices. 

Celine gasped, hips bucking as his tongue flicked over her clit, swirling around the hardened nub to suck off every bit of chocolate. He pressed his mouth fully against her pussy, lips sealing around her folds while his tongue plunged inside, scooping out the melted sweetness from her clenching walls.

'Taste so fucking good,' he growled against her, vibrations humming through her core. His tongue thrust deeper, fucking into her sopping hole with rapid, insistent strokes curling up to stroke her inner ridges, twisting side to side to gather more chocolate and her cream. 

Celine's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she ground her pussy against his face. He sucked her clit between his lips, teeth grazing lightly while his tongue speared in and out, tongue-fucking her relentlessly. Juices and chocolate smeared across his chin, dripping down his neck as he devoured her, her thighs trembling around his head.

She moaned louder, body arching as the pressure built. 'Don't stop..fuck my pussy with your tongue!' He obeyed, plunging faster, his nose bumping her clit with each deep thrust.

 Her walls fluttered, squeezing his invading tongue until she shattered, orgasm ripping through her with a cry. Hot squirt mixed with the chocolate, flooding his mouth as he swallowed greedily, not letting up until she shuddered through the aftershocks.

But he wasn't done. Rising up, he gripped his thick cock, veins throbbing along the shaft, pre-cum beading at the tip. He rubbed the fat head through her messy folds, coating himself in the remaining chocolate and her cum, then slammed forward.

 His cock stretched her wide, burying balls-deep in one brutal thrust. Celine screamed in pleasure, pussy clamping down like a vice around his invading length.

He fucked her hard, hips snapping forward to pound her gushing cunt. Each thrust bottomed out, his balls slapping her ass as he ground against her cervix. 'Take it all, you chocolate-covered slut,' he grunted, pulling her thighs wider to angle deeper.

 She clawed at the sheets, tits bouncing wildly with every ram. His cock dragged along her sensitive walls, hitting her G-spot repeatedly while chocolate squelched between them.

Celine's second climax built fast, her pussy spasming as he hammered faster, shaft pistoning in and out. He pinched her clit, rolling it roughly, and she exploded again walls milking his cock in rhythmic pulses, squirting around his base. 

He roared, thrusting through her orgasm until his balls tightened. With a final, deep plunge, he erupted, hot cum blasting into her depths, filling her pussy until it overflowed, mixing with chocolate and her juices in a creamy mess.

They collapsed together, his cock still twitching inside her wrecked hole, Celine panting in blissful ecstasy, thighs quivering wide around him.

His cock softened slightly inside her overflowing pussy, but the sight of Celine's wrecked body thighs still splayed wide, chocolate-streaked folds leaking his thick cum stirred him back to full hardness. 

He pulled out with a wet pop, strings of their mixed mess connecting his shaft to her gaping hole. Gripping her hips, he flipped her onto her stomach roughly, yanking her ass up high while her face pressed into the sheets.

'Time for round two, slut,' he snarled, slapping her chocolate-smeared cheeks hard enough to leave red handprints. She whimpered in submission, arching her back to present her dripping pussy. He lined up his rigid cock and rammed back in, stretching her tender walls anew. No mercy, he fucked her prone bone style, hips crashing against her ass with punishing force. His balls smacked her clit on every deep plunge, stirring the creamy chocolate-cum slurry inside her.

Celine clawed the bed, moaning into the mattress as he pounded her relentlessly. 'Harder...wreck my cunt!' she begged, pushing back to meet his thrusts. 

He grabbed her hair, yanking her head up while his free hand reached under to rub her swollen clit. Her pussy clenched around him, juices squirting out around his pistoning shaft. He hammered faster, grunting with each brutal stroke until she shattered again, walls convulsing in a gushing orgasm that soaked his thighs.

He didn't cum this time, holding back as he withdrew, his cock glistening with her cream and chocolate remnants. Panting, Celine turned over, eyes glazed with lust. 

She reached for the bowl of melted chocolate on the nightstand, scooping a generous handful. Kneeling between his legs, she smeared the warm, sticky chocolate up and down his throbbing length, coating every inch from the swollen head to his heavy balls. Rivulets dripped off as she stroked him firmly, making his cock twitch in her grip.

'Now suck it clean,' he commanded, fisting her hair. Celine dove in eagerly, lips wrapping around his chocolate-covered tip. 

She sucked hard, tongue swirling to lap up the sweet mess while her cheeks hollowed. Bobbing her head, she took him deeper, throat relaxing to swallow half his length. Saliva mixed with chocolate dribbled down her chin as she slurped noisily, humming vibrations along his shaft.

He groaned, thrusting up to fuck her mouth. 'Deeper, whore...gag on my cock.' She obeyed, forcing her face down until her nose buried in his pubes, chocolate smearing her lips and cheeks. 

Her throat bulged around him as she sucked voraciously, tongue flicking the underside while her hands massaged his slick balls. He face-fucked her steadily, balls tapping her chin, until she pulled off gasping, strings of spit and chocolate connecting her mouth to his gleaming cock.

'Ride me now...like the filthy whore you are.' He lay back, cock standing straight up, chocolate-smeared and rock-hard. Celine straddled him eagerly, positioning her sopping pussy over his tip. She sank down slowly at first, savoring the stretch as his thickness split her open. Then she slammed her hips down, impaling herself fully with a moan.

Bouncing like a desperate slut, she rode him hard tits jiggling, ass slapping his thighs. Her hands braced on his chest for leverage as she ground her clit against his base, pussy slurping wetly around his shaft. 

'Fuck yes...your cock feels so good!' she cried, rotating her hips to stir him deep inside. He gripped her waist, thrusting up to meet her drops, pounding her cervix with each upward ram.

Chocolate from his cock smeared her inner thighs and dripped onto his abs as she rode faster, chasing her peak. He pinched her nipples roughly, twisting them until she squealed. Her walls fluttered, clamping down as orgasm hit pussy gushing around him, drenching his groin. 'Cum for me, fill my whore cunt!' she demanded through shudders.

He bucked wildly beneath her, roaring as his balls unleashed. Thick ropes of cum blasted into her spasming depths, overflowing to mix with the chocolate and her squirt in a sticky flood. Celine collapsed forward onto his chest, both panting, her pussy still twitching around his spent cock as it softened inside her.

His cock, still buried in Celine's cum-drenched pussy, twitched back to life amid her lingering spasms. The slick heat of her walls milked him, stirring fresh blood into his thickening shaft until he swelled rigid once more. Growling low, he clamped hands on her hips and flipped her onto her back without pulling out, pinning her thighs wide against the mattress.

'You think we're done, slut? My cock's ready to ruin you again,' he rasped, slamming forward with a savage thrust that buried him balls-deep. Her pussy stretched around his renewed girth, chocolate-cum slurry squelching out from the seal. He set a brutal rhythm immediately hips pistoning like a machine, cock ramming her depths with wet, obscene slaps.

Celine's tits bounced wildly with each impact, her nails raking his shoulders as she arched off the bed. 'Yes....fuck me raw! Destroy my hole!' she screamed, legs locking around his waist to pull him deeper. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a messy kiss, tongue invading while his pelvis ground against her clit.

Sweat-slicked bodies collided relentlessly. His veined shaft dragged along her sensitive inner walls, battering her G-spot on every plunge. Balls swung heavy, smacking her ass as he drove harder, faster, the bedframe creaking under the assault. He broke the kiss to bite her neck, sucking bruises into her skin while one hand mauled her breast, pinching the nipple until she yelped.

Her pussy fluttered wildly, juices flooding around his pounding cock. 'Gonna make you squirt all over me,' he grunted, shifting angle to hammer her front wall directly. 

Fingers found her clit, rubbing furious circles as he fucked her like a beast. Celine shattered first back bowing, walls clamping vise-tight as she gushed hot fluid, soaking his abs and the sheets beneath.

He didn't relent, chasing his own release through her convulsing channel. 'Take it milk my load!' With a final, brutal shove, he erupted, cock pulsing as jets of thick cum painted her cervix. Overflow spurted out around his base, mixing into the filthy puddle between her thighs. He collapsed atop her, grinding deep through the aftershocks, both gasping as her pussy fluttered around his spent length.

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