Page 44 of Wicked Rich Boy


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With him, I’m free to bask in it all. To take orgasms from it.

So I don’t say it. He waits, but the words don’t come out. My hips bounce a little toward him, not enough for the camera to catch it, but he sure as hell felt it.

He grins against the side of my face, his fist tightening in my hair.

“Then let’s give the world a show they’ll remember.”

“Sadistic bastard.”

“Slutty princess.”

His hand trickles down my thighs and then under my hanging apron, running between the drenched lips of my pussy. Rolling over my needy clit. I open my thighs like I’m on crack, letting him fuck me at a growingly ruthless pace. I’d look at the display to watch it happen, but he keeps my hair in a tight grip, his fingers abusing my clit as he fucks me without mercy.

It feels like only seconds until my pussy clenches around his cock, my orgasm coating his dick while stars explode in my head. He slides easier in and out now, and his breathing changes. I start laughing like a wanton on crack when I feel him throb inside me.

“That’s it, unload your cum in this whorish cunt,” I croak. “Let that fiancee of yours see how much you like to fuck me.”

“Fuck damn it,” he curses, and pulls out.

The world spins when he turns me around by the hair, and forces me down to my knees. They hit the mud, and his dick slaps my mouth. He’s holding it at the root, a big, veined piece of violence that’s about to teach me a lesson.

“Ah, that dirty mouth, I’m gonna fuck it so deep.” He slaps my lips again, harder this time. “Open.” And there he is, the commander,his words impossible to disobey. Those eyes glow red in the light of his phone camera, driving more than fear into my bones. He’s so turned on, he’s close to the edge. I’ve awakened a long-sleeping beast that should have never been unleashed into the world. Call me foolish, but all I want is for this beast to fuck me senseless.

I start to open, but my lips barely get to part as he shoves his cock inside my mouth, all the way down to my throat. Tears swell in my eyes, and heat floods my cheeks, those eyes of his glowing like an animal’s.

“That’s it, choke on it,” he says gruffly.

My knees grind into the mud as he thrusts deeper into my mouth.

“Suck,” he orders.

I don’t even consider disobedience. I do as told, my cheeks hollowing, my tongue swirling around his dick. I can feel his thickened veins, and taste myself on his skin. The wide crest hits the back of my throat, going past my gag reflex, forcing its way down while his hand keeps my head in place as if I were just a cum hole. Slurping and gagging sounds fill the air, and for a moment, I wonder what it would be like for someone to catch us right now. Just like this. Maybe a stray couple stumbling into the wrong part of the maze, and getting lost enough to reach the back garden. They’d find me in the mud, choking on dick.

“I’m gonna fill your mouth with my cum,” he says in the voice of a cruel young devil before strings of warm seed hit the back of my throat.

He pulls out and grabs my jaw before I can swallow all of it, bringing me up to my feet and making me face the camera. He switches from video to picture, sets the timer at three seconds, and grips my jaw again, forcing my mouth open.

“Let’s immortalize the moment, my cum dripping from your mouth.” The sadistic devil that is Sade Royales is out in the open. No restraints, no masks. Just him and those manic eyes fixed on mine in the camera, devouring the sight like he’s spent an eternity thirsting for it.

Arousal and cum mix between my legs, the air thick with the smell of fucking. He switches to video again, his teeth grazing my ear.

“Seems you’re having a good time. How about we take this to the next level?”

This is the part where I should be panicking if I didn’t feel this wretchedly hedonistic. The hand that has been on my jaw moves down and slips under my skirt, the apron still hanging over it. But this time he lifts it, sliding two fingers between the lips of my pussy and exposing it to the camera. I shift in protest, but he keeps me put with his body.

“This is just for the two of us. This video isn’t going anywhere near a group chat.”

“Yeah, I heard that before.”

He growls behind me, and the sound is filled with threat this time. “That’s Dean you’re thinking about, not me. And I don’t like you thinking about other guys when my cum is still in your mouth. Besides, if I wouldn’t let anyone see your tits and live to tell the tale, how do you think I’d ever let them get away with seeing your pussy?” My clit is caught between his fingers, and my arousal thickens on them, my hips rolling into his touch. I’ve never been so wet in my life. I’m an utter whore for him, and I’ve never been happier.

“That’s it, show that pussy to the camera. Let it see how drenched you are and thoroughly used.”

I open my thighs, pushing my hips forward to see myself in the display.

“Please,” I whisper, not even entirely aware of what I’m doing, “put it in again.”

A low, cruel chuckle. “Beg harder.”

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