Page 14 of Obsessed Kings


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It’s obvious that Olivia’s the type of female to suppress her own desires to make others feel comfortable. It’s a shame when a bitch does that, because women should never have to make themselves less than to build others up. If a man can’t handle a female’s crazy ass fantasies in bed, he’s a bitch ass loser who doesn’t deserve to fuck a Queen.

That’s what Olivia is. A Queen. She’s dropped her crown somewhere and she doesn’t even realize it.

My job is to teach her to be the Queen that she is. However, a Queen always respects her King. She gives the pussy up to her King.Kings.We Kings own the Queen, fucking her when we want, after coming in from battle. We give our fucking lives up for our Queens, and then some bitches won’t even let you hit it after you come home from fighting a war? Nah. Fuck that shit. If you’re my Queen, you’re taking my dick. Morning. Afternoon. Dinnertime. Snack. Night. Two AM when I’ve got a raging hard on that won’t go away.

A Queen always needs to take her King’s dick. It’s the King’s job to build his Queen up into the boss bitch she is.But when the Queen refuses to acknowledge her inner goddess, a man has no choice but to show that bitch who she really is by using force.

After tugging her baggy sweats to her knees, my fingers cinch around her damp panties. Pulling them down and exposing her pink little gash is akin to unwrapping a valuable diamond.

Olivia’s pussy is the Queen of pussies. Tight and petite, she’s clearly never been fucked before. No part of me believed her when she said she was a virgin last weekend, but looking at her pink kitty in the bright hallway lights leaves no room for doubt.

It’s been a long ass time since I’ve destroyed a virgin’s innocence. Because so many of the girls at Saintswood are worthless cum-guzzling sluts, I haven’t rammed my dick into pure pussy in ages. The last time was likely high school when the girls still contained some semblance of purity.

Chastity is a value that’s overlooked in bitches today. I’m all for a woman owning her true power, but when you give your pussy up to just any old loser, you become nothing in my eyes. A Queen holds her box for her Kings. Fuck I look like fucking pussy that every player on the basketball team has run through? Or some nerdy ass tuba player in the marching band? Hell no. I’m a king, bitch. Get on your fucking knees and worship me. My name’s Brock motherfucking Kutcher and I bring bitches to the height of pleasure with my dick. I don't want some bitch who’s fucked the Mathletes. What would I tell my ancestors? That my Queen can do fractions while she’s riding my dick?

"Please." Olivia manages to speak as Rook drills her throat. He dicks her face down with long, seasoned strokes, not stopping even though he’s already busted. I smirk as I watch the sight, pride for my friend welling up in me.

That’s the thing about me, Rook, and Colt that most men can’t wrap their heads around. We don't stop. We come, then fuck our bitches some more because our dicks are just that strong. I’ve been known to fuck for two hours straight. Yeah, I was high off some good ass kush, so that helped me hyper focus on mowing my bitch down, but I still did it. Most little boys at Saintswood can’t even last ten minutes. The girls here use them and then throw them out in the trash. I don't get used.I do the using.

Rook’s mammoth hips work deeper into Olivia’s throat, and by now, his dick must’ve punctured one of her lungs.

To my surprise, her pussy has likely never been wetter.

I ram her legs apart, then speak with authority. "Beg more."

I stick my middle finger in her cunt. Olivia jolts, her back and legs shaking from the sudden intrusion. I slide my finger around, feeling the tightness of her walls. Because I’m a curious motherfucker, I stick my digit even further up to see if she’s still got her innocence.

"Christ." I brush her hymen, unable to believe she was telling the truth. "You really are a virgin."

Rook’s enormous hips pump slowly and measuredly, never speeding up to show that he’s excited. "She’s got her berry."

"Damn right."

Olivia struggles underneath me, a gush of wetness seeping out of her purring pussy. I finger it, the sound of her squelching body stimulating me.

I ram a second finger in her cunt. She cries out around Rook’s dick, her thighs involuntarily clenching together. A bit of dust from the floor floats onto her tummy, but I blow it off like it means nothing and go back to probing her.

"Give me a clench, little girl. Let me feel if you’re as tight as you think you are."

Olivia’s body reacts to my words by cinching around my finger. She squeezes hard, whimpers escaping her. She’s defenseless right now, her pussy on display and Rook stealing her ability to speak.

I plunge the two fingers deeper into her cunt, not doing it for her pleasure, and not even for mine. I’m testing the goods. Seeing what she has. Seeing if her pussy is a Queen’s or if it’s only her face that’s hot.

Her clit throbs in its little hood, and I prod it to examine it. I feel like I need a stethoscope and a white coat.

"Here’s the thing, bitch. You’re a virgin, but you’re a shitty one. You wear ugly fucking clothes when you deserve to be dripping in diamonds so you can attract the highest quality men at this school. Cartier. Tiffany. You have no idea what you’re doing with men, and that’s disgusting to me. You have the potential to be so fucking right. Come for me, slut. Show me what that kitty can do."

Olivia has to work for my dick. My cock is one of the three most valuable at this school along with Colt and Rook’s. I was a playboy before her, but now I know my worth. I can’t give that shit to just anyone. I can’t be a man whore. Olivia is the only girl at Saintswood who deserves my dick.But she can’t take it for granted. Ever.

Olivia’s body does what I know she doesn’t want it to do. Her hips jolt up as her pussy snaps around my finger.

I pinch her clit, which prompts a garbled scream to usher out of her lips. Rook fucks her throat the entire time that her pussy squirts, sticking his dick in long and deep, refusing to let her draw anyone toward us to save her.

I bring my fingers to my lips, then swirl my tongue around the tips. Her cunt is so juicy and delicious, so ripe and peachy I can’t stand it. I inhale her scents, sick need welling up within me.

Yeah, no other girl at Saintswood compares to her. No other girlanywhere.I renounce my playboy ways. I’m disgusted that I ever did so much as glance at another worthless bitch. They can’t compare to her. None.

My fingers lock on her tiny pussy.

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