DIRTY DREAMS (AN EROTICA COLLECTION) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

They manoeuvre me – I’m beyond helping, just a limp, fucked-out doll – until I’m straddling David. His cock nudges my entrance.“Sink down,” he commands.I sink.His cock fills my pussy, stretching me, hitting deep. I moan – too loud – and Richard’s hand clamps over my mouth from behind.Then he positions himself at my ass.And pushes.Two cocks.Both holes.At once.The fullness is indescribable. I’ve never felt anything like it – David’s cock in my pussy, Richard’s in my ass, both of them buried to the hilt inside me. I can feel them moving against each other through the thin wall separating my holes.“Feel that?” David pants beneath me. “Feel us both inside you?”I can only sob against Richard’s rough hand.They start to move.Not together – opposing strokes, so when David drives up into my pussy, Richard pulls back from my ass. When Richard slams deep, David withdraws."Fuck – ” I’m crying, drooling, completely lost. “It’s so much – I can’t – ”“You can.” Richard’s hand tightens o

My pussy clenches at the words. At the implication.He guides me backward toward the bed. Each step brings the moment closer – the moment when I stop being just Marcus’s wife and become something else entirely.My calves hit the mattress. Derek presses me down, laying me across the white sheets like an offering. He finishes removing my bodysuit with practiced efficiency, peeling away the lace until I’m naked except for the thigh-highs and heels.“Leave those on,” Marcus calls from his corner, his voice rougher than usual.Derek grins. “Whatever you say, cuck.”The word sends a shock through my body. I look at Marcus – expecting hurt, anger – but instead I see something I’ve never witnessed before. My husband is crying. Tears streaming down his face while he unzips his pants, pulls out his cock, and starts stroking.He’s crying and hard and watching another man position himself between his wife’s legs.Derek settles between my spread thighs. His cock juts out from his body, thick and d

He fucks me faster.His cock batters my cervix with every thrust, sending shockwaves through my body. His thumb works my clit relentlessly. The combined sensation – deep, overwhelming fullness plus clitoral stimulation – builds something massive in my core."I’m – I’m going to – ""Say it.” He pounds me harder. ”Say it so your husband can hear.""I’M CUMMING – "The orgasm detonates.I’m screaming, convulsing, my pussy clenching around his impossible length in violent spasms. The waves crash through me – one after another after another – each thrust of his cock triggering another peak before the last one fades.I don’t know how long it lasts.A minute. Five minutes. An eternity.Just constant, rolling pleasure, my body overwhelmed by the size of him, by the depth of him, by the way he’s claiming parts of me my husband has never touched."Fuck – " Guest Marcus’s rhythm becomes urgent. ”Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight – I’m going to cum – ""Yes – " I’m still shaking, still convulsin

He pushes forward."OH – FUCK – "The stretch is unlike anything I’ve felt tonight. Even with five loads of cum lubricating my passage, even after being fucked by five different cocks, my pussy has to work to accommodate his girth."That’s it,” he encourages, sinking deeper. ”Open up for me. Let me in."Inch by impossible inch, his fat cock spreads me open. I can feel my walls straining, stretching to their limit and beyond. The cum inside me squelches around him – displaced by his thickness, some of it squeezing out around his shaft."You’re so thick – " I’m gasping, tears streaming. ”I can’t – it’s too much – ""You can.” He bottoms out. ”There. You took all of it."I feel completely full.Not deep like guest Marcus – Christopher’s cock doesn’t reach my cervix. But wide. Stretched. Like my pussy might never close properly again.“Your husband wanted you properly bred,” Christopher says, starting to move. Slow, grinding strokes that make me feel every millimeter of his girth. “Proper

Tyler groans. “Jesus Christ.”“Get on the floor,” Jake orders. “On your knees. Between us.”I slide off the bed and kneel on the carpet. Camera One captures me from the front – masked face, parted lips, naked body. Camera Two gets the side angle – two masked men flanking a kneeling woman, hands moving to their belts.This is insane.This is the hottest thing I’ve ever done.Tyler’s belt clinks as he unbuckles it. The zipper sounds impossibly loud in the quiet room. Then his cock is out – thick, hard, already leaking – inches from my masked face.“Open.”I open my mouth.He slides in slowly, letting the cameras catch every inch disappearing past my lips. The mask frames my stretched mouth perfectly – anonymous, obscene, content."Fuck,” he groans. “Look at her. Taking in my cock so easily.”Jake appears on my other side. His cock is longer, curved, throbbing as he strokes it.“My turn. Share her.”Tyler pulls out with a wet pop and Jake takes his place immediately – shoving deeper, hit