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“Iz… It’s too much,” I moan. “Feels like you’re splitting me in two.”

“Exactly as you should feel,” she says, voice husky with power, and I'm mesmerised. “Like you’re being made anew. For me. Now push out, just a little. Help me open you deeper.”

Trembling, I bear down, and she slips in all the way to her palm. Her hand presses flush against my rim, three

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fingers buried to the knuckle, stretching me wider than I’ve ever been. The burn has melted into a deep, throbbing pleasure. My hole is wide open, just for her, glistening with lube.

She holds it there, letting me feel every inch of stretch. Then she begins to fuck me with three fingers, deep, hard thrusts that make my toes curl and my cock weep with pre-cum. Each in-stroke rams my prostate; each pull-out leaves me aching. Precum drips freely now, pooling in my navel, like it never has before, and I can't stop staring at it, amazed at how she works me.

“You’re ready,” she says, pulling her fingers out with a wet pop. My body clenches uselessly, begging to be filled again.

She reaches for a pale pink dildo and holsters it in her harness, smothering it in lube. The thick, veined shaft glistens under the dim light. She kneels between my thighs, guiding the thick head to my throbbing, gaping entrance. A sudden buzz startles me, and my eyes shoot open.

“Oh, baby, this isn't just for you, you know. It has a built-in vibrator for my pleasure, so be ready to feel that too.” A mischievous, wicked grin spreads across her beautiful face.

She presses the head of the dildo to my hole and pushes as I tense involuntarily.

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“No, no,” she soothes, pressing a kiss to my collarbone. “You can take this. You were born to take it. Take it for me baby, breathe… and push out.”

I sigh a deep breath out, and I bear down as she pushes forward.

The first stretch is intense, almost too much to take. The thick crown forces me open, wider than her fingers ever could. I cry out as my body fights the sensations, my hole stretching around the invading shaft, inch by agonising inch. Her hips advance slowly, letting me feel every ridge, every curve.

“You’re taking me so well,” she gasps, her own breath ragged. “Your ass is sucking me in… So tight… So sexy. And I want it all. Give me everything, baby.”

Halfway in, she stops. I feel full. So deep it hurts; it feels like she’s inside my soul. My inner muscles flutter wildly around the thick silicone, trying to adjust. She leans forward, her heavy breasts draping over my chest, nipples dragging against my skin.

“More?” she asks, voice low and dangerous.

“Yes,” I moan. “Please… all of it.” The vibrations add to the pleasure, the buzzing palpable against my prostate.

She pushes deeper. The shaft sinks in, breaching me further, stretching me past thought, past control. The base finally kisses my rim, and she’s in up to the hilt. Her hips

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press flush against my ass, the harness straps tight, the vibrator now grinding against her clit and sending vibrations rippling harder through me.

“You’re fucked full,” she growls. “Feel that? That thick cock? That’s mine inside you. My cock owns your hole. You are mine, James, totally and completely. Totally mine.”

Tears well in my eyes, not from pain, but from the sheer intensity of being so completely filled. I’ve never been so stretched, so overwhelmed with pleasure. My body pulses around her, trying to process the depth, the girth, the ownership and what that means for us.

She starts to move. Just an inch. A slow, grinding roll of her hips. The vibration intensifies. My cock twitches, heavy and leaking.

“Don’t you dare come until I tell you,” she warns, one hand closing around the base of my shaft, fingers squeezing hard. “Not yet. You’ll come when I own your orgasm. When I say.”

And then she begins to fuck me in earnest. Deep, hard strokes that pull out almost to the tip before slamming back in. The slap of her hips against my thighs fills the room. Her breasts bounce and sway with every thrust, her nipples stroking my skin, sending shivers over my entire body.

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She leans over me and captures my lips in a searing kiss. Her tongue invades just as deeply as her silicone cock. I moan into her mouth as she grinds down, the bullet vibrating against us both.

“You’re mine,” she whispers between kisses. “My hole. My man.”

As she rides me harder, faster, I believe her, and I've never wanted anything more in my whole life.