Capítulo 755: Crazy bitches fighting over… anal? (R-18)
Strax gripped Monica’s hair tighter, his fingers digging into the gray, sweat-damp strands as pleasure consud him like liquid fire.
His hips rose one last ti, pushing his cock deep into her throat, feeling the hot, tight contractions around the glans.
“Fuck… Monica… I’m going to cum!” he growled, his voice deep and broken.
She didn’t flinch. On the contrary, she sucked even more voraciously, her eyes fixed on his—full of possessive triumph, tears of effort streaming down her cheeks, but without a hint of regret.
Her hand pumped the base of his cock in perfect sync with the suction, his testicles pressed against her palm throbbing, ready to explode.
The orgasm ca like an explosion. Strax grunted loudly, his whole body convulsing as thick, hot jets of cum flooded Monica’s mouth.
She swallowed it all greedily—gulp, gulp—her throat working to accommodate the volu, but a few thick strands escaped from the corners of her lips, trickling down her chin and dripping onto her breasts, staining the black lace.
“Fuck… this… this is mine,” she murmured between swallows, her voice hoarse and satisfied, licking her swollen lips as she pulled his cock out with a wet pop.
His mber still throbbed, covered in saliva and traces of sen, semi-erect and glistening. Monica ran her tongue over the glans one last ti, cleaning up every drop, before straightening up, her face flushed and her eyes blazing.
“Delicious,” she whispered, licking the sen from her chin with her index finger. “But that was just the appetizer. Now, the main course.”
Without giving Strax ti to catch his breath, Monica moved like a predator.
She removed her lingerie with a fluid movent—the bra falling first, revealing her full, firm breasts, pink nipples hard as stones; then her panties, which she slid down her thighs, exposing her shaved pussy, already swollen and soaked, her lips glistening with excitent, her protruding clitoris begging for attention.
Kali was still purring softly in her induced sleep, her body relaxed beside them, oblivious to the musky scent of sex that filled the room.
Monica positioned herself over Strax, her thick, muscular thighs gripping his hips. She took his cock—now hardening again under her touch—and guided it to the entrance of her pussy, rubbing the swollen glans against her wet lips, lubricating everything with her juices.
“You owe a whole month of fucking,” she said, her voice low and authoritative, her eyes fixed on his. “It’s going to fill my womb to overflowing. Make pregnant with so much cum, if necessary. And then… my ass.”
With a guttural groan, she slowly descended, inch by inch, swallowing his thick cock to the base.
Her pussy was a tight, hot hell—fleshy walls contracting around him like a living fist, sucking him in. Strax let out a roar of pleasure, his hands flying to her ass, squeezing her round, firm buttocks.
“Fuck… you’re so tight…” he groaned, his hips rising to et her.
Monica laughed, a low, demonic sound, and began to ride. Slowly at first—rising until only the head was inside, then descending forcefully, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing: plop, plop, plop. Her breasts swayed hypnotically, and she squeezed them with her own hands, pinching her nipples as she quickened the pace.
“Harder! Fuck like I’m the only one!” she ordered, her nails digging into his shoulders, leaving red marks. Sweat trickled down the valley between her breasts, dripping onto Strax’s chest. Her pussy squirted with each thrust, soaking his balls, the mattress drenched.
Strax couldn’t stand being passive any longer. He gripped her waist brutally, reversing their positions in one fluid motion—now on top, with Monica lying on her back, her legs spread in a V around him. Kali rolled slightly beside him, murmuring sothing incoherent in her sleep.
“You want responsibility? Take it!” he growled, penetrating deep and fast, his cock stretching her pussy to its limit. Each thrust was violent—hitting her cervix, making her scream with mixed pleasure and pain.
“Ahhh! Yes! There! Fill my womb, damn it! Use as a receptacle!”, Monica yelled, her legs trembling, her eyes rolling back as she ca for the first ti. Her body convulsed, her pussy tightening like a vise, squirting hot jets around his cock.
Strax continued rcilessly, fucking through her orgasm, feeling the second climax approaching. “I’m going to cum inside… fill you up until it overflows!”
“DO IT! Fill it all up!”, she begged, pulling him into a hungry kiss, tongues intertwining as he exploded again.
Powerful jets of cum flooded her womb, overflowing the sides, running down her ass and staining the sheets. Strax ca so hard that her belly swelled slightly, visible under the skin.
Panting, they collapsed together, but Monica didn’t stop. She turned onto her stomach, her perfect ass sticking up, her pink, winking anus still untouched.
“Now the ass,” she whispered, looking over her shoulder with a lascivious smile. “Don’t stop until I can’t walk.”
Strax, his cock still hard and covered in a mixture of fluids, spat in his hand and lubricated the tight entrance. He pressed the glans against the muscular ring, forcing slowly…
Strax pressed the swollen glans against the pink, tight ring of Monica’s anus, feeling the initial resistance slowly give way under the pressure, lubricated by the mixture of cum, squirt, and saliva that dripped from her pussy.
The hole twitched involuntarily, as if begging and fearing at the sa ti, while he forced his way in, inch by inch, his thick cock stretching the warm, virgin inner walls of that morning.
“Ahhh… fuck, slowly… but don’t stop!”, moaned Monica, arching her perfect ass even more, her buttocks trembling as she adjusted to the invasion. Sweat dripped down the curve of her back, and she bit the soaked sheet, her eyes half-closed with anticipated pleasure.
Kali, still groggy from the knockout, blinked confusedly, her face flushed and her blonde hair disheveled. She propped herself up on her elbows, processing the scene: Strax naked and sweaty, his glistening cock halfway into Monica’s ass, who moaned like a bitch in heat.
The sll of raw sex—sen, sweat, and arousal—hit her like a slap, awakening her own throbbing pussy.
“W-what the… fuck is going on…?”, she repeated, her voice hoarse and trembling, her wide eyes fixed on the obscene scene. Her body still ached slightly from the blow, but jealousy and frustration exploded like a spark.
“Strax! You… you’re about to eat her ass?!”
Before Strax could respond or move further, Kali acted on instinct.
Nervous and possessive, she lunged forward, pushing his chest with both hands with surprising force—enough to dislodge his cock from Monica’s ass with a wet, audible pop.
The throbbing mber swung in the air, covered in viscous lubricant, drops of precum dripping onto the mattress.
“Hey! Stop it!”, Kali complained, her face red with a mixture of anger and excitent, her ample breasts swaying as she positioned herself between them like a lioness defending her territory.
“You didn’t eat my ass yesterday! I was dying for it, begging for it, and you left empty! Now you’re going to fill her ass first?!”
Strax blinked, surprised, his still hard, throbbing cock pointing directly at her face. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, trying to stay calm despite his insane arousal.
“Kali, you passed out after six hours.”
Monica, her ass now empty and throbbing with need, huffed irritably, turning to her side with her legs still open, the cum dripping from her swollen pussy and staining her thighs.
Her gray hair clung to her sweaty face, and she fixed a possessive look on Kali.
“It’s my turn, blondie! He already filled my mouth and my pussy to overflowing. Now he’s going to fill all my holes—ass included—until I can’t take it anymore. You knocked him out on your own, now wait in line!”
Kali growled, bringing her face close to Strax’s cock, provocatively licking the glans to mark her territory, the salty taste of Monica and sen making her moan. “Screw it! He’s our husband, you possessive cow! If he’s going to eat ass, he’ll eat mine first to make up for yesterday!”
Strax groaned loudly at the unexpected lick, his heavy balls tightening again. He grabbed them both by the nape of their necks—one hand on each—forcing them to kneel in front of him on the soaked bed.
“Stop fighting, you bastards. You’re both going to get it all. But Monica asked first… and Kali, your ass is mine anyway. I’m going to fuck you both right now.”
Monica smiled victoriously, turning onto her stomach again and sticking her ass up higher, her cunt winking invitingly, now lubricated with more spit that Strax had thrown directly into the entrance. “That’s it, darling. Fuck my ass until I scream with pleasure. Then fill up that blonde whore to shut her up,” she said possessively, “I’m the main course.”
Kali, still nervous but excited, bit her lip, rubbing her own pussy as she watched Strax line up Monica’s ass again.
This ti, he wasn’t slow—he thrust hard, burying half of it at once, making Monica howl with pleasure/pain, her anal walls contracting like a vise around its thickness.
“Ahhh! Fuck! Deeper! Fill my ass with hot cum!” Monica yelled, writhing backward, swallowing the rest of his cock until his balls hit her pussy.
Strax began to thrust rcilessly—ploc-ploc-ploc—each thrust making her body tremble, her breasts crushed against the mattress, while Kali furiously masturbated beside her, her fingers buried in her pussy, waiting for her turn with blazing eyes.
“Go on, Kali… get ready,” Strax growled between thrusts. “After filling her ass, you get double—pussy and ass at the sa ti, with your fingers if my cock doesn’t work.”
The room echoed with moans, slaps of skin, and the musky scent of pure sex. The morning promised to be long.
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