He lined up, his cock sliding through my wet pussy, the swollen head catching on my entrance.I was already trembling, my body begging, my pussy so wet that his tip kept slipping, smearing precum and juices together.Then he pushed.My mouth fell open, a sharp cry tearing out as the thick head forced me open. “Ahhh fuck!” I grabbed at his arms, nails digging in as inch by inch he sank deeper, stretching me until I thought I’d split.“oh geez this is….” he groaned, eyes squeezed shut, jaw tight. “You’re so fucking tight.”“Keep going,” I gasped, rolling my hips to pull him in further. “All the way, boy. Don’t you dare stop.”With a guttural sound, he slammed his hips forward, burying himself to the base. My pussy swallowed him whole, clenching and pulsing around his cock. The stretch was intense, almost unbearable, but so perfectly filling I could barely breathe.“Fuck!” I cried out, head falling back against the couch. “Ohhh, yes yes!”He didn’t give me time to adjust. Young, wild, an
His eyes lingered far too long on my breasts, then darted away as if he could erase the thought from his head. But I saw it. I always saw it.“You’re still standing here,” I whispered, stepping so close my nipples brushed his shirt, damp heat searing through the fabric. “If you really didn’t want this, you’d be gone already.”“I… I really can’t,” he breathed, though his voice lacked any conviction. His cock pulsed against the front of his pants, stiff and begging.“Yes, you can.” My hand slipped down, bold and deliberate, cupping the heavy bulge through his trousers. He jolted, a strangled gasp tearing from his throat, his body betraying him completely.“No. Selena…” His attempt at protest dissolved into a groan as I gave a slow squeeze. The boy’s knees bent slightly, as though his legs were losing the will to hold him.I leaned up, lips grazing his ear. “Do you feel that? Your cock knows the truth even if your mouth doesn’t. You want this. You want me.”He shook his head, but weakly
“Hello!!! This is the sixteenth time I’m calling about my pizza delivery! When the hell am I going to get it? You should refund my money right now!” I snapped into the phone, my voice laced with frustration before slamming the receiver down with a sharp bang.It had been nearly an hour and a half since I placed the order, and still no knock on my door, no smell of hot, cheesy crust drifting into my apartment. Nothing.I’m Selena, thirty-six, young looking, curvy in all the right places. Some people call it endowed, but I know what I look like when men’s eyes linger a little too long. I live alone, tucked away in this quiet neighborhood. My husband… well, he’s a soldier. Always away, always serving, always leaving me with an empty bed. Three years of marriage and not even the chance for children yet. Just me. Alone.And hungry. For more than just pizza.Water still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the shower, dripping wet, water sliding down every curve. The sharp beep of the door
The third one who’d been watching all along stepped in, already hard, and grabbed my thighs. He forced my legs wider, bending me until my back screamed against the chains. His cock pressed against my pussy, hot and swollen, and then with one hard shove he split me open.My body jerked violently as both holes were filled at once, my ass stuffed, my pussy stretched raw. They didn’t wait, didn’t give me a second to breathe both men started thrusting, grinding against each other inside me, stretching me so wide I thought I’d tear apart.The one in front shoved his cock back into my mouth, holding my head with both hands. My throat was claimed again, gagging as he rammed deep.Three men. Three holes. All at once.The sound of their skin slapping, their grunts, my muffled chokes it was brutal, relentless. Their cocks slammed into me with no mercy, each thrust forcing the other deeper, my body trembling, chained and used.The one in my ass drove deep, his cock stretching me to the brink, ea
My eyes fluttered open to the sting in every limb, the ache deep inside me. For a moment, I forgot where I was until the cold bite of the iron collar tugged against my neck. The chain rattled when I tried to move, a cruel reminder that I was still strung between the two pillars.My body was raw, sore, drenched in dried oil and his seed. I could feel it sticking to my thighs, sliding between my cheeks, the smell of sweat and sex heavy in the room.I tried to close my legs, to cover myself, but the chains were too tight. My arms burned from being locked overhead, my back stiff from being forced upright all night. The humiliation of being left naked, used, and displayed gnawed at me more than the pain.The door creaked open.My stomach sank.Three of his guards stepped in, boots echoing on the stone floor. Their eyes went straight to me, exposed, filthy, trembling against the pillar. Heat flushed up my neck, not from desire but from shame so sharp I wanted to vanish.I tugged weakly at
Edward's POV“Please!" She screamed, in tears.The chains rattled as she tried to cover herself, but there was no way, my guards had stripped her bare naked under my command, leaving her trembling in the middle of my hall, between the cold stone pillars.Her skin flushed red with shame, her breasts heaving as she tried to steady her breath. She looked down, refusing to meet my eyes.“Look at me,” I ordered, voice sharp.She flinched, but slowly raised her gaze, fury flickering in those wet eyes even as fear drowned them.I stepped closer, boots echoing against the marble, and gripped her chin, forcing her to hold my stare. “Your father thought he could cheat me. Disappear. But he left you.” My thumb dragged across her lower lip, savoring the way she recoiled yet couldn’t escape.“You’re mine now, until that debt is paid.”My guards laughed again, some whispering filth under their breath. I raised a hand, silencing them. “No one touches her but me. She belongs to me alone.”I let go of