At his agreent, she rose on her knees and straddled his hips. One slender hand wrapped around his slick shaft, guiding the blunt crown to her pussy.
For the first ti, he got a clear, heart-stopping view of her pussy. Cute, flushed pink lips already swollen and glistening, the tight little slit puffy and dripping with her own arousal, no piercing to deform the soft, inviting folds.
"Mmmmh…"
Misty sank down right away. No teasing, just greedy, desperate need as she impaled herself in one long, shuddering drop.
Her walls stretched around him like soaked silk being forced open, so impossibly tight that every ridge and vein of his cock dragged against her rippling inner flesh with excruciating pleasure.
Cypher felt everything tenfold. The way her pussy lips kissed the base of his cock, the obscene squelch as her slick flooded around him, the way her walls fluttered, trying to push him out and pull him deeper at the sa ti. His cock bulged against the squeezing pressure until he could feel his own pulse hamring against her walls. He was already teetering on the edge, the urge to flood her right then and there roaring through every nerve.
He bit his teeth hard, jaw locked, refusing to make a fool of himself.
She's a fucking goddess!
He stared up at her. And without a single coherent thought in his head, his hand shot up and clamped around one breast. He squeezed as hard as he could, fingers digging in. The flesh was so soft, so squishy that his grip sank knuckle-deep. Her skin flushed crimson like it was on the verge of popping. Nipple jutting like a dark cherry.
"Aaaaaaaah!"
The sound that ripped out of her wasn't pain; it was pure, filthy rapture.
No scowl, no flinch. Just wide, glassy eyes rolling back, a huge, dazed smile splitting her lips as her whole body shuddered. At the sa instant, she slamd herself down, pussy swallowing his cock to the root in one brutal, wet plunge.
So close! Shit!
His entire length vanished inside her, buried in scalding heat that clamped down around him. The tightness was insane, her walls twitching around every swollen inch, milking him with rhythmic, greedy pulses that dragged him right to the edge. Nothing in the world had ever felt this good.
"Yes! Squeeze… … harder!"
"..."
At the raw plea in her voice, Cypher lost what little control remained. Both hands flew to her tits now, mauling them with savage greed. Palms grinding, fingers twisting, squeezing until deep red handprints blood across the pale skin.
Was this what she liked? Was this her kink? Rough play? Pain? He didn't know, didn't care. He just gave it to her, watching her face twist into bliss.
"Oooooh! So…. amazing… yes!" Misty was already riding him like she was possessed, hips snapping back and forth in filthy, grinding circles, fucking herself on his cock with wet, nectar-soaked slaps.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
Cypher caught her stiff, pierced nipples between thumb and forefinger and twisted until they swelled tomato-red and throbbing. Her pussy reacted, clenching so violently around him that he nearly blacked out from the pressure.
"Yes, yes, yes….. Aaaah!"
Behind that sweet, gentle smile she wore for the world was this. A woman who ca alive when she was used rough, when pain and pleasure blurred into one screaming high.
Cypher understood it in his bones now. And he knew exactly what ca next. But first…
"Ugh… I'm gonna cum, Misty. But… I can keep going!"
Misty bit down on her lower lip, a smile flickering behind it. Without breaking rhythm, she reached down to the band of her stocking and slid out a single tarot card she'd tucked there earlier. She held it up between trembling fingers so he could see.
"This… I pulled it this morning, and I knew… I knew that we… would be compatible… Oh, Cypher. Yes, harder, rough… more… inside !"
She flicked the card away, then she collapsed forward, flattening her breasts against his chest, arms looping around his neck in a desperate hug.
Her teeth caught his lower lip in a sharp bite, and then she kissed him while her hips rolled in slow, filthy figure-eights. Her pussy spasd hard, walls rippling in violent waves as she ca with a muffled scream into his mouth, slick gushing around his cock in hot, ssy pulses.
"Mmhmmm!"
Cypher groaned into the kiss and shattered right along with her. Thick ropes of cum erupted deep inside her, batter flooding her thoroughly.
Creamy white started leaking out around his buried shaft, dripping down his balls. But he wasn't done. Not even close. She'd begged for hard, for rough. And he was going to give it.
"Safe word?" He asked before moving.
Misty smiled, as if he'd just handed her the keys to her darkest fantasy. "Esotérica… mmm."
He nodded once. Then his hands clamped onto her plush ass, fingers sinking into the soft at, and he rolled them in one powerful motion until she was pinned under him. Without hesitation, he climbed up her body, straddling her face between his spread thighs, his cock flat on her smudged lips.
He looked down, just her face visible. Her eyes were glassy with delirium, her cheeks streaked with mascara and cum, her mouth already parting underneath the thickness of his shaft.
"I'll…" He started to warn her, but words died when she simply opened wide.
He eased his cum-soaked length past her lips and drove forward in one long, unrelenting push. Straight down her throat, until his balls kissed her chin. One hand fisted in her hair, cradling the back of her skull.
"Gluk!"
Tears imdiately spilled from the corners of Misty's eyes. But the look in them wasn't fear; it was ecstasy, wild and unashad. Pure pleasure.
She had always carried the sha quietly, hidden her other self carefully. Out in Night City, she was gentle, soft-spoken, kind-eyed, the one who offered comfort. In bed, though… she craved the bruising grip, the choking fullness, the way roughness forcefully stripped away every polite layer. A mont of lost control.
She was scared of going too far, scared it would disgust him. But she wanted to. Desperately.
She liked Cypher; he was sweet, helpful, and in her eyes, very brave for fighting all the things from his past. She felt drawn to him, that gentle way he talked. It didn't feel like the street slang of Night City. More natural, sweet.
And now here he was, giving her the ferocity she'd ask for, feeding the secret hunger she'd buried so deep it hurt.
Gluk!
"Mmmmmmmh…"
Gluk! Gluk!
Every thick inch probed deeper into her gullet, stretching the slick, spasming tunnel until it molded perfectly around his shaft. Her tonsils fluttering helplessly against the invading ridge, the fat head bullying past. It was the single most arousing thing she'd ever felt. The helpless gagging that only made her wetter, the way her whole world narrowed to the relentless rhythm of being used.
Her free arm slid down without thought, fingers finding her swollen clit and rubbing in frantic circles. This roughness, this complete surrender, erased every worry, every gentle mask she wore for the city. She could just… exist. Drown. Enjoy.
Gluk!
Ghhhhk!
Misty's face flushed, lungs screaming for air. His one iron grip on the back of her skull kept her pinned down, while his heavy balls slapped against her chin. Her nose buried itself in the coarse hair at his root with every thrust, smothered in musk. Spit and leftover cum bubbled out around her stretched lips, dripping down her cheeks and pooling in the nook of her throat. He was big, and she loved the way it made her feel slight, helpless, owned.
"Nnnngh…"
Finally, it was too much. Black spots danced at the edges of her vision. She slapped his thigh hard, eyes watering, pleading up at him through the haze.
"Ah! Sorry… I went too far?"
He pulled out instantly. The sudden emptiness made her whimper, but the concern in his voice, even in the middle of wrecking her, sent a fresh wave of molten hunger through her core.
"Agh… Ugh… Nnnngh…" She panted, chest heaving, then smiled through the ss on her face. "I… loved it, Cyph… I loved this so much!"
Cypher slid down her body, straddling her midriff so his fat, still-dripping cock nestled between the soft valley of her breasts. He looked down at her, and one hand drifted to her throat. Three fingers hooked under the spiked collar, sliding between leather and skin, pulling it tighter until her breath ca shallow and sweet.
She's really enjoying this.
"Harder?"
Misty nodded frantically, struggling for each precious inhale, voice a wrecked whisper. "S-Splay … mount … like your… trophy."
"..."
What BDs is she watching? Wait… I rember that line from the exact porn BD.
Cypher was an encyclopedia of BD porn. And instantly, he knew what Misty was into. Rough play, near-blackout edges, but never the truly dangerous extres. Just enough to make her feel deliciously broken without actually breaking.
His grin turned feral.
"You… are unexpectedly… fucking hot!"
Misty giggled at his complint, her face completely red.
He released the collar and moved fast, settling between her legs. He crouched on the balls of his feet, grabbed her ankles, and yanked her legs high. His palms pressed down on the backs of her soft, squishy thighs, folding her in half until her hips arched completely off the mattress.
She wasn't just bent; she was crumpled upside-down like a ragdoll, knees framing her own flushed face, toes brushing the sheets beside her head. Her pussy gaped obscenely upward, swollen and dripping, completely exposed.
It was intense. Painfully intense. Her neck craned at nearly ninety degrees; she could see her own glistening slit from this unholy angle, and that was exactly where Cypher squatted lower and fed his cock back inside her in one long, rciless piledrive.
Plap!
"Ooooooh!"
Cypher braced his spread knees on either side of her raised hips to keep her ass suspended, then drove down into her with short, brutal pistons. His freed hands flew to her tits, mauling the heavy mounds, fingers hooking through the piercings and yanking until the tal stretched the tender flesh into distorted peaks.
She reached up and hooked her own hands behind her knees, holding herself wide for him like the perfect toy.
"Yes! Use , Cypher… please… wreck your broken doll… I want it to hurt so good… own … please please …"
Cypher's brain had tunneled down to pure animal instinct. The way her soft body took it all, pussy presented like a gift, walls gripping him so tight he could feel every flutter and spasm; it drove him teetering on the edge. Sweet Misty, the gentle reader who soothed Night City's lost souls by day, was under him now a sex-starved animal who couldn't get it hard enough. His cute, perfect little secret doll.
"Look at you.. Pussy gaping for more... Collar choking you while you beg to be mounted. You're just a greedy hole that needs to be filled… until you can't walk straight," he snarled between thrusts, exact words from the BD she was likely inspired by.
Plap! Plap!
"Oh oh oh! Cypher! I'm! Coming! Yes! Harder!" she yelped, each word punched out of her by his cock.
He pinched her nipples harder, twisting the pierced tips until she scread, then fucked her pussy with no rcy, watching her face contort; eyes squeezed shut, mascara running, mouth open in a constant wail of bliss.
"Guh… too!"
He released her nipples and clamped both hands on her thighs again, locking her in place as he pistoned harder, spreading her legs impossibly wider until the delicate bones of her pelvis stood out sharp under pale skin, framing the stretched pink of her entrance.
Misty's climax hit like a system overload. Her whole body seized, spine arching even further in the cruel fold, toes curling. Her pussy convulsed violently around him. Then she squirted, hard.
A hot, clear gush sprayed in arcs, drenching his abs, splattering across her own belly and tits in sticky ropes, even misting her own flushed face. Each hard clench milked another jet from her, her walls spasming so hard it nearly pushed him out.
She kept mumbling nonsense as the ecstasy took over.
"Ahhh… F-fuck. Co—ming so hard! Filthy... Dirty joytoy… Look at … Covered… Dripping… Yours. Mmmph…"
"Ghh-!" Cypher groaned and finally let go. He ramd balls-deep, punched her cervix and erupted.
Vile ropes of white blasting against her battered cervix. Each spurt felt like it was being ripped out of him, flooding her pink walls until they overflowed. Bubbling out around his shaft, leaking in fat globs down her ass, and pooling on the sheets. He ca so much he could feel his knees emptying out.
He kept thrusting through it, grinding deep, fucking every last drop into her cunt until his balls ached and his hips stuttered to a stop, leaving them both drenched in their combined ss.
At last, he eased her legs down, uncurling her carefully, and collapsed on top of her.
She was so soft, plush tits pillowing his chest, belly warm and sticky against his. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, kissing the salt-sweat skin, nipping gently along her jaw, careful of the spiked collar. Then, he caught her earlobe between his teeth.
"Let's rest for an hour and then… I'll break you so more."
"Mmmmh…."
Misty's arms wrapped around his head, hugging him tight with trembling, adoring strength, fingers threading through his damp hair.
"Yes… Oh yes… Give everything… I want it all, Cypher. Every brutal inch, every bruise… don't hold back… I need you to ruin , wreck until I can't think… Until I forget my own na…"
With pleasure, Misty.
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