Vicky Stark Glass Dildo นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She just thrusts. The glass dildo slides into me, the coldness shocking my heated walls. I gasp, my muscles clamping down on the intrusion. It’s thick, huge, stretching me wide. She grips my hip with one hand, the other guiding the toy, and starts to fuck me with deep, punishing strokes. "Take it," she grunts, slamming the toy into me. The base hits my ass with a wet slap every time she bottoms out. "Every inch." The friction is intense. The glass is unforgiving, hitting every sensitive spot inside me with precision. My legs are shaking so hard I can barely stand. I'm pinned between the cold glass in front and the brutal pounding behind, completely at her mercy.

I lifted my head, licking my lips, and looked at Adrian. He was hard, his hand on his cock, stroking slowly. "Beautiful," he said, his voice rough. "Now let me watch you take her again." I turned back to Sera, who was still trembling, her eyes glazed. I reached for the leather harness I'd stashed under the furs earlier—a strap-on I'd had crafted by a vampire artisan in the city, black leather and polished obsidian, the dildo sculpted to resemble a cock with veins and a flared head. I fastened it around my hips, the leather snug against my skin, the weight of the shaft pressing against my pubic bone. Sera's eyes widened when she saw it, a mix of curiosity and nervous anticipation.

At the cabinet full of things I'd never seen before. I was a virgin. Twenty-three years old. The only sex I'd ever had was a blurry memory from high school graduation, the after-party, too much cheap vodka, a boy whose name I couldn't remember. I'd woken up the next morning with a headache and torn clothes and a vague sense that something had happened. I'd never been sure. I'd never wanted to be. But standing here, in this red room, with a man who called me Doll, I felt something I hadn't felt in years. A pull. A heat. A part of myself I'd locked away a long time ago.

“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.

“This is what happens to my favorite new toy.” She strapped on the biggest dildo yet — a black, veined monstrosity nearly fourteen inches long with an inflatable knot at the base. Without mercy she slammed it into Lila’s already soaked pussy, stretching her walls to their limit. Lila screamed, back arching off the table.

She gasped as I came to a stop, moving toward her face and planting kisses on them. Before long, I found myself facing the table once more. This time, a significantly larger vibrator had captured my focus. Its length surpassed that of its predecessor, and it sported a deep black hue. Taking hold of the dildo, I advanced toward her, slipping my hand into her moistened pussy. After a few exploratory movements, I introduced the dildo to her. A pained groan escaped her lips, a testament to the discomfort of its size, but my concern was elsewhere as I initiated a rhythmic thrusting motion, moving it forward and pulling it back.

The group escalated to extreme insertions and pain. We were placed side-by-side on our backs, legs in stirrups. The men used progressively larger toys. A 15-inch monster dildo with a huge knot was worked into my pussy by Uncle Victor. He forced the knot past my entrance, inflating it inside me until my belly bulged obscenely. Then he turned on the vibration and whipped my clit with a thin cane while the toy ruined me.

"Is that a..." "Speedster!" Natasha finished Lucas's question,answering it all together. "I thought speedsters were only in Atlanta!" Cassie added, her heart still racing from that near-death experience. "You're... you're neck!" gasped Lucas, looking at Natasha. "What...?" Natasha felt her neck. It was not her neck, exactly, but just below it where her scar was. She felt blood wet her fingers. Apparently, a shard of glass from the broken car window had sliced through the scar, rupturing it.

She was panting badly, screaming his name when he thrusted the dildo harder inside her. He took the vibrator, a ball with a small handle, wrapped his arm around her waist and placed it between her puffy swollen lips. With one hand he was controlling the vibrator and with the other one he was shoving the glass cock in her pussy. Anna’s screams became wild and uncontrollable.

“Oh god, it’s swelling up… feels so good, but I need more.” I reach over to my nightstand, grabbing my favorite glass dildo—the thick, curved one that hits all the right spots. “Time to ride, babies. This is gonna be your dick tonight.” I hold it up to the camera, licking the length slowly, my tongue tracing the veins molded into it. “Mmm, getting it nice and wet for my tight little hole.” Saliva drips down it as I deepthroat it a bit, gagging softly. “Guhh… yeah, just like I’d suck you.” I position it at my entrance, rubbing the head against my folds. “Watch me take it all.” Pushing in inch by inch, I moan loudly, my eyes fluttering shut. “Ohhh fuck… it’s stretching me so wide. Ahh! Deeper…