Dared To be Fúcked Part 11

The masked man held Lena by the hair, dragging her mouth open as his cock smeared cum across her lips. Her cheeks were streaked with spit, Dora’s juices still glistening across her chin.

“Stick your tongue out” he ordered.

Her eyes were glassy, body trembling but she obeyed, tongue sliding out obediently.

He slapped his cock against it, smearing her face, then shoved forward, pushing his shaft past her lips until it hit the back of her throat. Lena gagged, eyes watering instantly, hands gripping his thighs as he face-fucked her slow and steady, watching her throat bulge around him.

“Good slut,” he growled, his hips rolling deeper.

“Look at her choke on it.”

Dora was on her knees beside them, watching with hungry eyes. Her fingers slid between Lena’s thighs, spreading her lips wide as cum leaked from her pussy. She dipped two fingers inside, fucking her slow while Lena gagged on cock.

“She’s dripping,” Dora moaned, pumping her fingers deeper”

“God, she’s still soaking wet. She loves choking on you.”

The masked man groaned, shoving deeper until Lena gagged hard, spit and drool spilling down her chin. He pulled out just enough for her to gasp, then slammed back in, making her throat close tight around him.

“Keep her clit busy,” he barked at Dora.

Dora slid lower, sucking Lena’s swollen clit into her mouth, tongue flicking fast while her fingers thrust deep inside her pussy. The combined assault made Lena’s whole body jerk, tears spilling down her cheeks as her muffled moans vibrated around his cock.

“Fuck...yes, choke on it” he snarled, holding her head tight.

“Your throat was made for cock.”

Her throat convulsed around him, and Dora’s tongue worked mercilessly. Lena’s body writhed, her moans louder despite her mouth being stuffed, until her thighs shook violently.

She came hard, juices gushing over Dora’s hand, spraying across her wrist and dripping down her arm.

The masked man groaned at the sight, holding Lena’s head still as her throat milked his cock.

“God damn...she came while choking. What a fucking whore.”

He yanked out suddenly, cock glistening with spit and slick, and shoved her backward onto the couch. Cum and drool smeared across her chest as she gasped for breath, her tits heaving.

“On your knees,” he barked at Dora.

“Get behind her.”

Dora obeyed instantly, kneeling behind Lena, spreading her thighs wider. Her hands slid around to squeeze Lena’s tits, pinching her nipples until she moaned.

The masked man climbed back onto the couch, pressing his cock against Lena’s ass again.

Her eyes widened. “No, please...I can’t...”

He slapped her thigh hard. “Yes, you can and you’ll thank me for it.”

Dora kissed her neck from behind, whispering

“Relax, baby. Let him take it. I’ll make it feel good.”

He spat on her ass, rubbing the slick into her hole, then pushed forward slow. Inch by inch, his cock stretched her ass again, filling her so deep she sobbed into the cushions.

Dora’s fingers slid over her clit, circling fast.

“Breathe, baby. You’re taking him so good. Fuck, you’re clenching around him.”

The masked man groaned, sinking fully inside her ass.

“Tight little hole. You’re mine.

He thrust slow at first, letting her body adjust, while Dora’s fingers worked her clit mercilessly.

Lena moaned brokenly, her ass stretched wide, her pussy dripping down onto the couch.

“Look at you,” Dora whispered against her ear.

“Cock in your ass, my fingers on your clit… you’re fucking ruined.”

The masked man picked up pace, slamming into her ass harder, his balls slapping against her dripping cunt. Dora licked and sucked her neck, her hand rubbing faster until Lena’s hips bucked helplessly.

“Cum with his cock in your ass,” Dora demanded, twisting her nipple.

“Do it, slut. Let him hear you scream.”

Her body convulsed violently, her scream muffled against the cushions as another orgasm tore through her, squirting down her thighs, soaking the couch beneath them.

The masked man snarled, pounding her ass harder, chasing his release.

“Fuck, that’s it...squeeze my cock while you squirt...good little anal slut.”

He roared, burying himself to the hilt in her ass as he spilled thick cum deep inside her again. His hands gripped her hips hard, grinding until it leaked out around his shaft.

Dora’s tongue was there instantly, licking the mess as it spilled from her ass, moaning like it was her own reward.

The masked man pulled out slowly, his cock still hard, smearing the mess across Lena’s swollen pussy lips.

“Open your mouth” he barked.

Lena’s lips parted shakily, cum dripping from her ass. He shoved his cock back into her mouth, making her taste her own filth while Dora licked the rest from her body.

He groaned, pumping her throat again, until with a final grunt he spilled across her tongue and down her throat.

Lena swallowed weakly, tears streaking her face, her body limp beneath them both.

The masked man smirked, dragging his cock across her face before tucking himself back.

“Good sluts. Both of you. I told you...you’re not leaving until you can’t walk.”

He leaned back, watching their ruined bodies sprawled across the couch, cum dripping from every hole and then he stood.

The room smelled of sex. Sweat, cum, spit it coated everything. The couch was soaked, their skin sticky, their bodies trembling.

The masked man adjusted his pants like it was nothing had happened like he hadn’t just emptied himself into both their holes and down Lena’s throat.

Dora was still on her knees, licking cum from Lena’s thighs, moaning softly like she couldn’t stop herself. Lena lay back against the cushions, her tits heaving, her hair a mess, her pussy raw and dripping. She could barely move.

He stood over them, silent for a long moment, just watching the wreckage he’d made. Then his hand gripped Lena’s chin, tilting her face up to him.

“You think this is over?” His voice was low, steady too calm.

Her lips parted, but no sound came out. Her throat was raw, her body too weak to argue.

His thumb dragged across her swollen lips, smearing spit and cum.

“This was just a taste. Next time… I’ll bring friends.”

Her stomach twisted, heat flooding her cunt at the words, shame burning her cheeks at the way her body reacted. Dora gasped softly, eyes darting between them, her face lighting with dark excitement.

He smirked beneath the mask, dropping her chin, leaving her face wet and trembling.

“Rest while you can, sluts.” He stepped back, heading for the door, his voice echoing as he left.

“Next time, you’ll be begging for more.”

The door clicked shut.

The silence after was deafening.

Lena’s chest rose and fell fast, her body ruined, her pussy throbbing. Dora crawled up beside her, pressing soft kisses to her shoulder, her voice a whisper.

“He’s right, you know” Dora murmured, her lips brushing Lena’s ear.

“You’ll beg for me. Thank you for coming to the party. I was hoping for this to happen”

Lena’s eyes fluttered closed, her whole body shivering. She didn’t know if it was fear, shame, or hunger. Maybe all of it at once but she knew one thing, she’d come back if anything as such is happening.

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WE HAVE COME TO THE END OF THIS BOOK 3 UNTIL I AM CALLED UPON TO WRITE IT BY YOU MY LOYAL READERS. THANKS FOR READING TO THE END. NEXT UPDATE DROPS TOMORROW