บททั้งหมดของ Fifty Shades of Lust {Short Stories}: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

Nikolai and I lay tangled together in the black silk sheets. Exhaustion had finally claimed me after the third brutal round of sex, my body limp and thoroughly used. My pussy still throbbed with a deep, satisfied ache, leaking slow, warm trails of his thick cum onto the sheets beneath me. My full breasts were heavy and marked with his fingerprints and bite marks, the nipples still tender and slightly swollen from the hours he had spent sucking and pinching them while pounding into me without mercy.Nikolai slept beside me like a king who had claimed his prize. His powerful arm was wrapped possessively around my waist, pulling my softer body flush against his hard, muscular frame. One of his large hands rested heavily on my breast, fingers curled around the soft flesh even in sleep, as if he needed to remind me even unconscious that I belonged to him now. His warm breath ghosted across the back of my neck, and his thick cock, soft but still impressively heavy, nestled against the curve

My heart pounded hard in my chest as I stood bent over the old couch, completely naked. My smooth round ass was pushed out toward Mr. Harlan. The cool air in the dimly lit living room made my nipples stiff even though I felt no desire at all. Behind me, the sixty-eight-year-old landlord breathed heavily like a hungry animal that had finally trapped its prey. His small greedy eyes must have been drinking in every inch of my young body.He stepped closer until his round belly nearly touched my ass. The swollen purple head of his thick veiny cock rubbed slowly along my dry slit. The rough feeling made me shiver. Mr. Harlan let out a low groan of pure satisfaction."Fuck yes," he rasped. "Look at this perfect young cunt. So tight and pretty. I have waited so long for this. Now it is all mine for the next two weeks. I am going to stretch you wide open, Elena."He pressed the fat head harder against my entrance and pushed. My body resisted at first because I was still dry. The pressure buil

My name is Mia and I am nineteen years old. I have been living with my Uncle Ray since I was sixteen, after my parents died in a car crash. At first it was not so bad. Aunt Linda was still around and she made sure I had food and clothes and a little space in the basement room they let me use. But three months ago Aunt Linda packed her bags and left him for good. She said she could not stand his temper or his drinking anymore. The day she walked out everything changed. Uncle Ray stopped buying groceries for me. He said I was not his responsibility and that I ate too much anyway. He kept the kitchen locked when he was not home and only brought home food for himself. I went two full days without eating before he finally called me upstairs to the living room. I was so hungry my stomach hurt and my hands shook. He sat on the old couch in his stained white tank top and sweatpants, a half-empty beer bottle in his hand, and looked at me with cold hungry eyes. “You want to eat in this hou

I remained on all fours on the cold kitchen floor, my ass pushed high and my legs spread as wide as I could manage. My swollen lips still throbbed from sucking his cock, and my heart raced with fear. Uncle Ray stood behind me, his thick cock pressing firmly against my freshly cleaned virgin asshole. The fat head felt huge and hot against my tiny hole.“Ready or not, here it comes,” he growled.He gripped my hips tightly with both hands and shoved forward without any warning. The thick head battered against my tight ring of muscle. I tensed up, but he kept pushing harder. Suddenly the fat head forced its way inside with a brutal pop. A sharp, tearing pain exploded through my ass. I screamed and my whole body jerked forward.“Ahhh! It hurts so bad! Please take it out.” I cried out, tears instantly filling my eyes.“Shut your mouth and take it,” he snarled. “This virgin ass is getting opened tonight whether you like it or not.”He didn’t pause. He thrust forward again, driving several mo

The next dancer stepped out from the shadows of the locker room, already shrugging off his robe. His name was Jaxon, tall and powerfully built with smooth, dark skin that gleamed under the lights. His cock hung heavy and thick even while soft, swinging between his strong thighs as he walked straight toward me with that confident stride. I licked my lips and felt my pussy throb again. The taste of Tommy still lingered on my tongue, but I was already starving for more.“Jaxon, baby,” I purred, stepping right into his path before he could even speak. I pressed my body against his hard chest, rubbing my big tits up and down his skin while my hand slid down to cup his heavy balls. “Mmm, look at you. Already packing so much thick meat. You ready for Felicia to get this big cock stage-ready and dripping wet for the crowd?”He grinned down at me, one hand immediately dipping inside my low-cut dress to squeeze my tit hard. His fingers pinched my nipple, twisting just enough to make me moan lik