His smile is full of arrogance and promise. “As you wish.”
Those manly hands grab a tight hold of my ass as our mouths collide together in a brutal clash of tongues. Our full bodies press together, leaving barely any space between us, our cocks make contact, and the sensation creates a zapping of tiny volts around the tip of my dick. The barbell in his cock catches on the end of my slit as he rubs us together, hard, rolling his hips, creating a perfect friction. It feels so fucking good.
The kiss has taken our oxygen away, but we refuse to part. His hand moves to grab the back of my neck, which grounds me into the present. Tugging on my hair, he stops the kiss, forcing my head back, causing me to yelp in discomfort at the force of it as he starts to suck hard down my neck and aggressively bites the skin. The burn from his harsh stubble makes me want to rub it all over me. I arch my neck further towards his mouth. I never thought I would be into pain, but it seems as long as Lev is providing my pleasure, I will enjoy anything he does.
Before I can register what is happening, I am thrown on my back onto the bed with the heavy weight of Lev covering me, and it feels like the room has ignited into a place of burning euphoria. My hands claw at his back as I scrape my nails down his skin. He groans into my mouth, thrusting his hips forward into mine, and our bodies sliding together makes me dizzy and delirious as pure animal need takes over.
Pulling away, he grabs my throat and continues to grind his cock against mine. He isn't gentle, that damn piercing creates an extra sensation on my dick that makes it pulse in excitement. His hand tightens around my throat to the point where I now have to try and breathe through my nose. My head feels hazy with the lack of air, but it feels so fucking freeing. My eyes roll back at the sensation.
“You love that don’t you, doe? You are such a needy little whore for me.” I moan at his words as he continues to rub his body over mine. “You got off on watching me play, didn't you? Watching me make those fuckers bleed.”
I hum, trying to nod my head as he relaxes his hold on me enough for me to answer.
“Yes.” It comes out as a raspy gasp from the lack of air in my lungs.
He pushes down on my dick harder. “I bet you would love me to fuck you in the pen wouldn’t you, doe? Would you like that? Me to fuck you while they die in front of you, bleeding and begging.”
The groan out of my mouth is deep and never-ending, “Fuck, yes, Lev, I’d love it.”
He chuckles darkly. “My little monster,” he mutters over my mouth before he rises onto his knees, and with scary strength flips me over onto my stomach. The room feels like it is spinning. Every part of my skin feels itchy, like the only thing that will soothe it is cumming and being stuffed full of that tasty slab of meat. Using his hand, he pushes my head into the mattress and sucks on the back of my neck, licking and nibbling slowly down my spine.
“Fuck, doe, you taste good, taste like fucking sin,” he whispers as he moves further and further down my back until he is above my ass. I can't move right now. I am glued to the spot awaiting what torment he will put my body through next.
“Damn, you have a hot ass.” He grips a cheek in each hand and squeezes hard before slapping both hands down hard on them, making them jiggle.
“Ah,” I cry, the sting awakens all my senses. He pulls my ass cheeks apart. I thought I would feel embarrassment but instead it's all desperation for that part of my body to be owned. If I could move right now, I would sit on his face.
“Look at that pretty hole, begging for my dick.”
All of a sudden, there is something wet prodding at my entrance. Realizing it's his tongue, I grip at the bed sheets with my hands spread to the sides, trying to hold on as he destroys my body and mind piece by piece. There is no gentleness in Lev’s style, or slow build up, he drives that thick tongue inside of me, forcing it past my tight ring of muscle. In and out in quick succession, the sound of his saliva along with him grunting in pleasure and me wailing like a porn star are enough to make me cum.
Finding some strength, I arch my ass up into his face and start to bounce back on his tongue, but he stops and slaps his hand down hard on my ass. “I'm in control here, you get what I give you. Now stay fucking still,” he commands.
I don't respond, just nod my sweaty head into the bed. The more he pushes into my ass with his tongue, the more the warmth of the sheets against my dick becomes unbearable. I need to move. Fuck, this is torture and also the most epic rimming ever to have happened.
Rivulets of sweat run down my back. It feels like the heating has been turned up in here, the sheets below us are starting to dampen from the moisture that’s dripping off our bodies. After what feels like hours of him eating me out, he moves his mouth away and I can feel my wet, loosened hole on show. Before I have a chance to compose myself, two lubed fingers are pushed into me, and like a GPS, they find my P-spot on the first poke. I nearly fall off the bed. I can't stop the tremors that have taken control, the tickle and heat sensation on that nub inside me feels like he is massaging my dick at the same time.
“Please, Lev,plleeeaassse,” I cry in frustration. I can't cope with the sensory overload. His body, his fingers, his scent … it’s too much, but also not enough.
“Ready for me to tear this ass up? Does your empty hole need filling up?”
“Yes!” I cry out as he pushes harder onto my spot inside me. It's lucky I haven't cum. I feel like a limp noodle, loose, floppy, and at his mercy.
“I'm going in bare. I need to stuff you with my cum, I want to see you dripping with it. I plan on stuffing you all night, doe.”
“Oh fuck, yes. Do it. Breed my ass.” I put my hands behind me with the last piece of energy I can summon, and spread my cheeks apart, completely open for him.
“Fuck yeah.'' I can hear the squelching of the lube he is rubbing on his cock. This will be life changing, for me anyway, and while part of me is scared, I welcome it with open arms.
I feel his piercing at my rim, and he slides straight home with ease. His dick is so thick and long it feels like I'm going to tear in half. I swear the tip of his cock is poking my stomach. This fullness is like a sudden religious experience. The feeling of completeness in finding my missing piece and being right where I’m supposed to be. It really hurts, but the pressure is so good that I think after one push, I’ll combust.
“Holy shit, you are squeezing me like a vice, so fucking tight, so damn greedy.” And just as he promised, he lets go of his control and destroys my ass for anyone else. He lifts his hips up and down, setting a brutal and fast pace, holding himself above me by his hands like he’s doing push-ups while fucking me through the bed.
“Ah, ah, ah, there, Lev. Right. Fucking. There,” I demand and he groans in response, doubling down on his efforts.
He pulls all the way out to his tip, then slams back in. Fuck! I think we are going to break the bed. The base of it is creaking so loudly, it sounds like it's on the brink of collapsing beneath us. I feel wet drips fall onto my skin. His sweat is like a shower all over me, his panting sounds like he has run for miles, and I just lay there taking it. It's violent, it's amazing, it's completely soul-destroying, and I don’t ever want it to end.
“Oh shit, doe, I’m gonna cum, fuck, fuck!”
