LET ME CUM (On His Command)

Victor pulled Sophia off his cock with a firm grip on her hair. Saliva dripped from her swollen lips as she looked up at him, breathing hard.

"Stand up and bend over the desk," he ordered. "Ass toward me. Legs apart."

Sophia rose on shaky heels and moved to the heavy wooden desk. She bent forward, pressing her chest against the cool surface and spreading her legs wide. The short dress rode up completely, exposing the sheer lace panties and the garters framing her ass. Victor stepped behind her, yanking the panties down to her knees in one motion.

Ryan sat frozen on the sofa, cock throbbing painfully in his hand, unable to look away.

Victor ran his palm over Sophia's ass, then slapped it hard, the crack echoing. He slapped it again and again, turning her cheeks a deep, stinging red. "You took my cock down your throat like you were born for it. Now let us see how that tight little pussy handles me."

He positioned the thick, swollen head of his cock at her dripping entrance and pushed inside with one brutal, unrelenting thrust, burying every massive inch to the hilt in a single savage stroke. Sophia cried out sharply, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk desperately as he stretched her open wider than she'd ever felt, her walls clenching and fluttering wildly around his girth.

Victor did not pause for even a second. He grabbed her hips with bruising force and started fucking her with deep, punishing strokes, each one slamming forward with raw power until his heavy balls smacked loudly against her clit and his hips crashed against her ass with wet, violent slaps. The desk creaked and groaned under the relentless force.

"Fuck, Victor," Sophia moaned loudly, pushing back greedily to meet every thrust. "You are so fucking deep—oh god, you're splitting me open!"

He leaned over her, one hand sliding up her back to wrap around her throat. He squeezed harder this time, controlling her breath completely as he drove into her even harder, his thick cock pounding her soaked pussy without mercy. The desk shook violently. Sophia's moans grew louder, raw, broken, and unrestrained, turning into desperate screams of pleasure.

"Harder," she begged, voice strained and hoarse under his choking grip. "Please, Victor! Fuck me harder—destroy my pussy with that huge cock!"

Victor tightened his hand on her throat, fingers pressing firmly into her soft skin, and gave her exactly what she craved. His thrusts turned absolutely savage, hips snapping forward with brutal power that lifted her onto her toes with every stroke, his massive cock slamming balls-deep again and again, stretching and filling her completely. Wet, filthy, obscene sounds of skin slapping skin and her dripping pussy squelching around his shaft filled the entire study. Sophia took every enormous inch, grinding back against him desperately, fucking herself onto his cock with frantic, hungry intensity.

"Victor," she gasped when he loosened his grip just enough for her to speak. "God, yes! Right there—don't stop, don't you fucking stop pounding me!"

Ryan stroked himself faster, eyes glued to the sight of his girlfriend getting mercilessly railed by his uncle. His breathing grew ragged. Pressure built rapidly in his aching balls, pre-cum pouring from his tip.

Victor noticed without missing a single brutal stroke. "Stop stroking, Ryan. Hands off your cock. Now."

Ryan whimpered pathetically, fingers freezing around his throbbing shaft. "Please, Uncle. I am so close. Just let me finish..."

Victor laughed darkly, a low, satisfied growl, still pounding into Sophia with merciless force, one hand choking her while the other held her hip in a death grip. "No. You sit there and suffer like the pathetic little bitch you are. This is not about your pleasure tonight. It is about mine. And hers, if she earns it by taking this cock like the greedy slut she is."

Sophia moaned Victor's name again and again as he angled his hips and hammered that perfect spot inside her over and over, making her legs shake violently. She pushed back even harder, impaling herself onto his massive cock with pure desperation, her pussy gripping and milking him with every deep thrust.

"Choke me tighter," she breathed hoarsely. "I can take it—I want it. Choke me while you wreck my cunt!"

Victor obliged instantly, fingers pressing much firmer around her neck, cutting off her air as his cock continued its relentless, punishing assault. Sophia's moans turned into desperate, broken, choking sounds of ecstasy. Sweat poured down her skin. The dress bunched around her waist shook wildly with every violent, body-jarring thrust. Her pussy gushed around him, soaking his balls and thighs.

Ryan whimpered again, cock twitching angrily in the air, denied any relief. "Uncle, please. I cannot take this. Let me stroke. Just a little..."

"Quiet," Victor snapped, not even glancing at him, still destroying Sophia's pussy with brutal, deep strokes. "Watch how a real man fucks your girl. Watch how she begs and screams for my cock while you sit there leaking and desperate like a denied little cuck. This is what control looks like."

He released Sophia's throat only to grab both her wrists and pin them brutally behind her back with one strong hand. The new position arched her back deeply, letting him drive even harder and deeper, his thick cock spearing into her soaked, stretched pussy with even more force. Sophia cried out in pure, overwhelming bliss, taking every brutal, hammering inch like she was made for it.

"Victor!" she moaned loudly, voice cracking. "You feel so fucking good—keep going! Please keep ruining me, keep wrecking my pussy with that monster cock!"

Victor leaned down close to her ear, still thrusting without mercy, his hips slamming forward again and again in a punishing rhythm. "You are not cumming yet, Sophia. Neither is that pathetic boy over there. I decide when anyone gets relief in this room. Right now I want to enjoy how perfectly your tight cunt squeezes and spasms around me. How eagerly you throw that fat ass back like a greedy, cock-hungry whore who finally found the right dick to break her."

Ryan made a broken, sobbing sound, hands clenched painfully at his sides, fighting the overwhelming urge to touch his leaking, throbbing cock. Pre-cum dripped steadily in long strings from his denied shaft as he watched Victor dominate and destroy every inch of Sophia.

Victor straightened up and resumed his savage, animalistic rhythm, hips slamming forward with even more power, again and again and again, the wet sounds of his huge cock pounding her dripping pussy growing louder and filthier. Sophia met him thrust for thrust, moaning his name like a broken chant, completely lost in the brutal, endless pleasure as he used her body without restraint.

The room filled with the raw, obscene sounds of raw sex—slapping skin, squelching wetness, creaking wood, and Victor's low, commanding voice as he reminded them both exactly who was in complete, merciless control.