Welcome To Sodom: Stories Of Depraved Desires

Samantha's POV

It all started with an “hi” and now I had become his sex toy. Ryan was my 22 year old neighbor I had been secretly adoring since I was in grade five.

Since the very first day he fucked me with his huge cock, I hadn't been able to move on from him. I began to yearn more and more and damn….here we were.

My pussy was dripping wet and I was tied, my wrists bound to the headboard, my ankles cuffed wide to the corners of the footboard. My knees were bent, my thighs splayed open and my cunt and ass exposed completely under the dim blue light.

My clit was already swollen from too much fisting. When Ryan walked in from the bathroom, my face lightened up. I wasn't tired, not yet. I still wanted more of him.

He stood between my legs with the jeans unzipped and his cock thick and half hard in his fist as he stroked it slowly. In his other hand, he had the thick ridged silicone dildo I loved. It was eight solid inches, veiny and curved. The glass one was also there, already dripping with lube.

“Fuck, look at you,” he said, his voice low. “You're already dripping when I haven't started. You're dying for both holes to be stuffed inside you, aren't you?”

I licked my lips, my hips twitching. “Yes. God, yes. Please.”

He climbed the bed, the mattress sinking in. He then dragged the far silicone tip along my slit, parting my dripping folds and coating it in my wetness.

“Beg properly.,” he said. “Tell me what you want exactly.”

“I want you to fill my pussy with the thick one,” I replied, breathless, “I want the glass stretching my ass wide too. Make me feel every inch.”

“Good girl.” He grinned and pressed the rigid head against my entrance, pushing in. He did it slowly, one inch, two inches. The ridges dragged inside me, stretching me open.

“Oh fuck.” I gasped. “It's too thick.”

“Take it,” he growled. “You're gonna take every fucking inch.”

He kept going until the base kissed my lips, the full length now buried deep in me. My walls fluttered around it.

“Do you feel that?” He asked, giving it a slow twist. “Your greedy cunt swallowing it like it's starving.”

I moaned, my head pushing back. “It's so deep….fuck, I can feel it everywhere.”

He reached for the glass toy next and first, he circled my asshole with one lubed finger, pushing in easily.

“Breathe, Samantha,” he said. “Relax your tight little hole for me.”

I exhaled, my breath shaking. He added the second finger, then a third, scissoring slow.

“I like the way you're opening up, it's so nice,” he murmured. “You are such a good slut for me.”

He pressed the cold tapered tip of the glass to my rim.

“I want you to push back,” he ordered me. “Show me how bad you want it.”

I did as he had said. I hissed sharply when the head popped past the muscle with a wet sound.

“Fuck, Ryan. It’s cold. It burns so well.”

“Keep your breathing steady,” he said, feeding it inch by inch. “Watch it disappear into your ass.”

My eyes locked on the clear shaft sliding deeper as I lifted my head. It was visible through the thin wall next to the thick one already stuffing my cunt.

“Oh my God,” I whispered. “I can see both of them inside me.”

He made it sit fully and longer, pressing places that made my eyes flutter.

“Look at you,” he said, sitting back. “There are two fat toys stretching both your holes. You’re fucking obscene.”

He flicked the vibrator switch on the silicone base making a low rumble starting inside my cunt.

I jerked hard. “Shit. Oh fuck, Ryan. That’s intense!”

Every nerve in me screamed when the glass buried deeper. The vibrations added more to the tension, humming like a gentle hymn from the violin.

“How does that feel, baby?” he asked, his voice dark. “With both holes buzzing in you? Tell me how you feel.”

“It’s too much,” I panted, catching my breath. “I don't feel it enough. Please, please make them move.”

He gripped both bases in one hand and started a slow seesaw: pushing the thick one deeper while easing the glass out, dragging slowly.

“Do you mean like this?” he teased me.

“Yes, fuck yes,” I moaned. “Go harder. Fuck me with them.”

He paced up the speed. A wet squelch filled the room every time the ridged one plunged back in. My clit throbbed untouched, begging for more.

“You’re dripping everywhere,” he said. “You’re making such a mess. Such a filthy little thing.”

I yanked at the ropes. “Touch my clit. Please. I need it.”

“No,” he snapped. “You’re going to come from being stuffed. That’s it.”

He leaned forward, putting one nipple into his mouth and sucking hard while he kept the rhythm brutal—alternating deep thrusts, making me feel every ridge and every cold inch.

I was shaking now, my thighs trembling, sweat sliding between my breasts.

“Talk to me,” he said against my skin. “Tell me how full you are.”

“So full,” I gasped. “My pussy’s stretched tight around the thick one and my ass is burning, taking that long glass so deep… I can feel them pressing against each other inside me.”

“Good girl,” he growled. “Keep going.”

“I feel like I’m gonna split open,” I whimpered. “But I don’t want you to stop. Fuck. Please, I want more.”

He pulled the glass making it half way out, then slammed it back in hard.

I screamed. “Yes! Like that. Do it again!”

He listened to me. He did it again and again. Matching the rhythm with the vibrating cock until both toys pistoned in perfect counterpoint.

“I”m gonna come,” I cried. “Oh god, I’m so close—”

“Come for me,” he ordered. “Come with both holes stuffed like the dirty whore you are. Make those toys squeeze. Milk them.”

My whole body seized, orgasm ripping through me. My cunt clamped viciously on the thick silicone, my ass spamming around the glass. My pussy milk spilt around the base, soaking the sheets. He held both of them deep, letting me ride every wave, every aftershock until I was sobbing, oversensitive and had my hips jerking.

“Please. This is too much. Fuck—”

He eased them out slowly. He pulled the glass first, watching my ass gape for a second before clenching. Then the thick one, my cunt lips clinging, reluctant to let go. A thick string of my arousal connected the tip to my opening.

“Beautiful,” he said, his voice rough with want. “Look how wrecked your holes are.”

I panted, my chest heaving. “Untie me. I need you inside me now.”

He smirked and untied my wrists first, then ankles. The second my hands were free I grabbed his cock, stroking it hard.

“Fuck me,” I begged. “Use me and fill me up.”

He flipped me onto my stomach, yanked my hips up, and slammed into my dripping cunt without warning.

I moaned loudly into the pillow. “Yes. God, yes. This is so much better than the toys.”

He gripped my hair, pulling my head back. “This is what you needed? A real cock stretching that greedy pussy of yours?”

“Fuck yes,” I gasped. “Pound me harder. Ruin me.”

My skin slapped as he pounded into me, his balls smacking my clit with every thrust.

“You’re still so tight,” he growled. “Even after taking two toys. Samantha you're such a perfect little slut.”

I pushed back to meet him. “Don’t stop, please. I want to come again and on your cock this time.”

He reached around and finally gave my clit the rough circles I had been begging for.

“Come on my dick,” he snarled. “Come while I fuck you raw.”

I shattered again as I screamed his name. My walls pulsed as I milked him hard.

He didn’t pull out and kept thrusting through my orgasm until he followed, growling deep, flooding me with heat.

We collapsed together, sweaty, wrecked and breathing hard.

He kissed the back of my neck. “We’re not done yet.”

I laughed weakly, my pussy still clenched around him. “That’s good. Because I want both holes to be filled again… and this time I want your cock in one of them.”

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