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“You want me… your pussy refuses to let go my dick,” he moves once again and I gasp loudly, looking up at the starry sky for a moment, when I feel like I'm going crazy.
“You're tearing me apart, you animal!” I prop my free hand against his chest, and feel his heart pumping like crazy.
“Ahhh! I know, love,” he says sarcastically, mimicking regret. “But you'll get used to my size after a while. We'll make it fit, but until then, endure until it's time to shut up and swallow!” he thrusts into me once more, and I feel my insides struggle to adjust to his size, slapping me across the butt like a mare.
“Sadistic bastard!” I dig my nails into his shoulders and scratch him down to his chest.
He hugs me even tighter, feeling him painfully hard inside me, enraged by every degrading word I say, because it makes him so fucking horny when I talk dirty to him.
Manasseh is the Devil.
We are two cold souls, looking for closeness in foreign arms, willing to sacrifice our bodies just to not fall prey to loneliness.
“It’s not me! It’s your innocent face that makes me wanna wreck your hole.” He’s pushing my hips more as he thrust into my tight pussy who’s already so wet for his huge cock.
Manasseh is too big for me, I knew that from the first time I saw his erection through the thin fabric of the gray sweatpants he wore that terrifying night at church. I've always been self-righteous about that thing in his pants, that there's no way it's going to fit in a normal pussy, and especially not in mine, but here it is now, forcing its way in, hurting me in every way possible, without an ounce of regret.
I'd had sex with other men before, but none as big as Manasseh, and I never would have thought that this could be a real problem, if I didn't feel his cock stretching me to the max, reassuring myself with the belief that it's only because of the position.
His punishment is only now beginning, and I dread the moment when he will take the reins, and he will show me no more mercy.
Manasseh lets me know that the only reason he is showing me mercy tonight is as a thank you for what I had done for him, because I do not want to know what it would have been like if I had found him in a bad mood, and had chosen to abandon him to the piranha fish.
“Manasseh… I’ll faint if you’ll keep going.”
“It's okay, munchkin! You are okay. Keep moving, because I know you don’t want me to take the reins,” he brushes the strands from my sweaty forehead, and continues to support me with his other arm which, once assured that his stupid dick is deep inside me, rests quietly on my back, just wanting to give me some extra support.
I pull back slightly and feel a sense of relief, but when I get back down, the relief is going down the drain, and Manasseh's size continues to be a problem. My arousal is the only thing that lubricates me enough and helps penetration, bearing in mind that my vagina is stretched to the maximum, and allows me to move as Masse's hands rest on my buttocks and caress me. His palms feel warm on my skin that’s now shivering from the sea breeze, which is starting to get really cold as the night falls. I move slowly, getting up and down carefully as Masse puts his nose into my cleavage and sniffs me, loosening the cord of my robe, his eyes temptingly drawn to my bouncy breasts.
“I can feel that you’re close, lil’ piggy,” he whispers after he detaches his skilled mouth from one of my breasts, which he sucks and teases with his teeth, my body getting hotter and hotter. “But I think you've forgotten who's in charge here,” he scolds me shamelessly, and leans back slightly, increasing the angle of penetration and raising my rear just enough for him to take over.
I let out a long moan as his cock feels even stiffer inside me, and my legs soften under the energetic movements of his pelvis flexing fast and hard, our skin creating ongoing echoes that fade into the air.
I'm closer to euphoria with each extremely deep penetration, so determined to ruin me that I can feel his balls hitting me after each thrust, deep enough to not leave even an inch of his erect cock unused.
“Manasseh,” his name escapes my lips like a goddamn prayer.
“Beg, otherwise I won't let you come!” he shamelessly threatens me.
The thought that he might pull out of me now, when I feel like my body has finally accepted him, and refuses to let him go, scares me, and I can't think straight.
“There, please! There… the… th…” I bite my lip hard, and my voice fades away like an echo, and with it, I feel like I'm going to lose my mind.
“Wait. What? Do you want me to pull out?”
“Nooo!” I utter the negation feverly.
“Then you want me to slow down?” he replies mockingly.
“No Please! Faster!” My tired voice and high-pitched voice make me unrecognizable by what I say.
“That's my good girl,” he gasps and thrusts himself even faster, more brutally into me, repeatedly hitting that sensitive spot that my belly is filled with an explosion of dizzying heat. “Take it all, like a good little girl you are!” he urges me between gasps and gritted teeth.
“Yes, there... please, Manasseh! Do not stop!” I mutter in a high tone, and look up at the sky through my eyelashes, with difficulty, for if I allow myself to close my eyes, I feel dizzy, the fog increasing the darkness that has fallen upon us.
“That's right, love! Take everything I give you,” Manasseh adds hoarsely, feeling his jets of heat release inside me and fill me all over, more than last time.
“Mhmmm,” my body reacts to his satisfying moans, which make the orgasm even more delicious, and I gently rotate my pelvis, enjoying every last drop of pleasure all the way.
