Fill Me Up Novels & Stories

“I’m gonna fill you up again, baby.” With a loud, guttural moan, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded my pussy, pulse after pulse, so much it overflowed immediately, dripping down my thighs in creamy rivulets. He kept grinding deep, emptying every drop while I trembled beneath him.

“Fuck, your cunt is driving me over the edge. I’m want to fill you up so bad Sophie.” He slammed into me a few more times, then buried himself deep with a heavy grunt. His cock swelled and pulsed as the second massive load erupted inside me. Thick, hot ropes of cum blasted straight into my me , mixing with the first load and flooding me completely. I could feel my belly swell even more from the sheer volume as he ground against me, forcing every drop as deep as possible.

“Fill her up.” Jax buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing violently inside her. Mira felt the hot surge of his cum, coating her insides, painting her cervix with his seed. The sensation triggered her own release. Her pussy clamped down on him, rhythmic spasms milking his cock as she cried out, her body shaking uncontrollably.

He fucked me even harder, breathing ragged. “Gonna fill you again,” he warned. “Pump another load deep in your guts while the team is right outside.” “Please,” I begged quietly. “Breed me, Coach. Fill me up.” He slammed in deep and stayed there, groaning low as his cock swelled and started shooting. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded my hole, pulse after pulse. I felt my belly get warmer and fuller from how much he was giving me. The feeling pushed me over the edge. I came hard without him touching my cock, shooting across my chest and stomach while my hole clenched tight around him, milking every drop.

“This one stays until I say.” The third fill stretched him to the edge of what the bag would give. His belly sat full and heavy, the breeding fantasy complete in the mirror of his own body. He kept rubbing it in slow, worshipful circles, pinching his nipples until the skin around the clamps was red, making soft continuous noises of overwhelmed pleasure. I seated the plug firmly, checked that the seal held, and stepped in front of him again. “Open. You’re going to swallow every drop this time.”

“I’m gonna fill you. I don’t care if you’re ready. I’m taking it.” “Yes, Rick,” I cried out, my voice hoarse. “Fill me. Mark me. Make me yours.” He rammed into me, faster, harder, his body slamming mine against the desk. His breathing broke, ragged. He shouted my name, thrust deep, and his cock pulsed inside me. I felt the hot rush of him spilling, filling me where no one else ever had. He didn’t stop right away. He kept grinding into me, riding out every spasm, making sure I took every drop.

He had intended to drown everything out but no amount of wine could mute her voice in his head; no amount of wine could numb the pain. He stared at the reflection of the moon in the pool, it glowed brightly; almost carefree he thought. He found himself fantasizing about what being the moon would be like, up in the sky with no pain and worries, he laughed at his silly thoughts and took another sip, emptying the content of the glass. He reached for the bottle to refill the glass but found it empty; irritated he stood up and walked into the house to get another, his head felt light and faint, too faint to think straight.

“We need to find out if the gigolo boss wants to be with you too. It’s a very simple thing.” “What is that?” “Step 1, you have to make him jealous!”

“Tell me, baby. Tell me you like this dick pounding inside you.” “Adrian,” I groan. I’m bouncing and grinding on top of him, desperate for my climax. My body is trembling. When his hand finds my nipple, twisting the hardened peak, I feel it down there. It’s the final straw, everything in me toppling over with a mangled cry. My orgasm has me convulsing, my legs shaking uncontrollably and I collapse on his firm chest, strangled whimpers escaping as my vision dances, filling with dots of vibrant colors.

Little Fillan was listening to us intently. "She's carrying the injections so they will see her as one of their own kind and she's most likely changing into a hybrid, not sure if she'll consume blood or not but I will give her mine if it comes to that," I stated boldly and Fillan said she could have his blood too. I smiled at my thoughtful pup.