Chapter 151 Chapter 151

Chapter 151 Chapter 151
ROMAN'S POV

A happy smile stayed on there as I let go of her hair. Returned to her folds, a mess soaking the frame, thighs jerking. I pushed her more against the plug, watching her moans tearing up to skies, toes curled tight. Whispers,

"I'm cumming... I'm cumming."

I pushed back the device, out of her hole. Breaking her high, "Wh- yo- you bastard!" She cussed wildly.

I stabbed it in again, letting it push higher up against her ass, her pussy lips clenched at nothing. Getting on again, then I pulled it out.

Shooting it in before she complained, her waist greedy, grinding mindlessly on it, wanting to scratch that ache she was feeling so close.

I didn't let her.

I pulled it out again.

"Oh c'mon, you bastard. C'mon!" Her eyes shot lasers, promising destruction. Destruction I'd actually be worried about if she wasn't strapped down.

"You're so shameless." I chuckled darkly, enjoying the show. "Such a slut. A dirty slut. Your are so dirty."

"I am." She agreed, shameless as fuck. Hot. "I am a slut, but I'm your slut."

You are.

"You made me like this, so fuck me. Fuck me, you bastard. Fuck me if you have the balls to!"

I do.

So let's get into it.

I sealed off the plug then. Letting her asshole rest. If anything, I should be the one occupying it now not the plug.

The frame moved upon my adjustments, her still on top of it, but high now to meet me as I stood. High enough to have her underneath me. Thighs open, back bent, arched. Body fully open, trapped and ready just for me.

"You're going to remember me after tonight." I stroked her face, kissed her deeply. Feeling her. "You're not going to be able to keep away from me, keep this body away from me. Away from my reach, you'll come running whenever I say, you'll moan whenever I want you." She moaned in agreement. As though in preparation.

Good.

My hand ran through my length then, her eyes in view. Mouth open and drooling, licked her lips with every motion as I made, pussy clenching no doubt. Eager. Hungry.

My cock tightened in my hold, lust dancing between the two of us like electricity. The raw hunger consuming us. I reached for her pussy, smacking it clean through, wetness splashing, pussy lips swollen. I cupped her up, put all that wetness on my cock. Massaged it on there, her mouth watering.

I grabbed her sides after, held that skin finally, shivers dancing through, excitement. Even then she arched, pushed her breasts forward intentionally, the poor nipples begging for mercy, wanting to be touched, so pucked and red. I gripped her sides, her waist, running my tongue clean through her body, took those breasts. Swallowed as much as I could in my mouth, the fullness capturing my senses.

It wasn't only me too.

Before I could get lost, I pulled away. Positioned myself, cock lined up against her pussy. Silence in the air between us, anticipation.

Then I struck.

Deep.

Slamming harshly into that opening. Skin parting, folds sinking me in. Balls deep. The both of us groaning out shamelessly at once. Greedily moving almost immediately. Sounds of wetness against skin in the air, "Ohhh fuck," she whispered, bit her lip. "Ohhhh."

I increased my pace without thinking, doing what I wanted, not at all caring if she liked it.

She would like it.

She was a dirty little slut, wasn't she? A dirty slut willing to take everything and anything that I gave her.

"Oh please... please don't stop, please." She clenched against me, her insides doing more to hold me as she couldn't move due to restraints. It didn't mean she didn't try either.

She moved. Struggled. Tried to reach her hands up to touch me. Straps coming out, covering almost every space on her body. Her waist sealed tight, chest, neck.

Any more movements and she'd be totally embalmed while taking my cock. The mere thought sent my hips forward even more, rough. Digging in deep, like she owed me something. She put something of mine in there.

And she loved it.

Loved every bit of it. Mouth hanging open as I took her, breath on me, hot. Eager to touch me, to reach me, I gripped her boobs. Moans tearing from her throat, jerks, straps merciless, this time going over her neck, breasts, pressing them in, clenching them hard her nipples peeked underneath. Utterly violated.

My hand held onto the strap on her neck, holding it there as I slammed with renewed madness. Aching to tear into her more than I already was, feel her surround me, consume me.

I got my wish.

The frame pushed her up even more, arched her so hard, so bad that her lips touched mine, thighs spread apart, open, neck almost choking, my hand wrapped tight at the strap there, forcing her eyes open as she took every inch, every slam, dig into her damned devastating pussy!

"Please... please Ro... bastard."

"What do you want? Tell me what you want." I kissed her roughly, pulling away.

"I want...I want..."

"Say it."

"I want to cum please." She cried, "Please let me cum. Let me cum you bastard!"

I drove crazily even more, unrelenting. "What you say? I don't hear you."

"Let me cum. Let me cum!"

"Say it louder."

"You bastard!" She thrashed, groaning deeply. "Oh you bastard, let me cu- let me cum!!"

I let the strap on her neck go. Letting it wire her tight there, clench, resist her airflow immediately. My pounds unstoppable between her thighs, hand on her waist now, both hands as I watched the glorious disaster that was herself before me.

Just when it seemed she almost gave out, her eyelids strung tight, whites showing.

"Cum for me little slut." I ordered, bit hard on her chin. And instantly, she constricted. So hard I lost my balance, exploded on me. Literally exploded, her whole body shifting to convulsions. Mindless jerks, no words, choking sounds from her throat.

The sounds pushing me over the edge and wrapping against her. Welcoming all that release, sending mine deep inside her, saving her right before it all went crazy and she lost consciousness due to the strap.

But even then, she collapsed. Blacked out from the pleasure of me leaving her pussy and digging right back, soft. Mindless.

And I couldn't be more satisfied.

"We'll do this again, little slut. We'll do it again."