1. Mistress Sicily Ch. 04 - Stag Party


    Date: 3/24/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: byDirtBoss, Source: Literotica

    ... finger. Then two fingers. He lined up his stiff cock and pushed on the brown ring.
    
    Her squeal just begged him to push harder. He could feel the tight ring around his cock begin to give way. Anne had never let him in her ass. This ass felt very virginal. One of the girls from spring break had given him instructions on how to please a girl with anal sex.
    
    He took the initial piercing of her hole slow like the girl told him. Pulling out he squirted more lubricant into the gaping hole left by his cock. A thin smear of blood was on the side of his rod. He snickered and pushed the lubricant, filling the hole inside with one hard push.
    
    He felt the leaky cunt when his balls slapped it. That was bottom and the screams in her gag were music to his ears. He started a slow rhythm of in and out. Third stroke the scream was replaced by a moan. Just as he was getting ready to explode, she started grunting and shaking under him.
    
    This put him over the top and he unloaded in her ass. Pulling free his cock was covered in lubricant and a sheen of her blood from slight tearing of the sphincter.
    
    He stepped to her face and pushed his semi-erect member in and said, "Clean that off me bitch."
    
    Anne did the best she could with her tongue. Her creamy ass displayed as it was, begged for him to mark it. He chose a bamboo rod from the table and quickly lay 10 stripes across the creamy mounds of her ass as his mother walked up to move him to the next slut. He saw Rob approaching with his ...
    ... dad. Fuck that guy was hung. If he took her ass it would tear for sure.
    
    His mom took him over the bank down toward the creek. Jeff was being led over the hill in the direction of the arena by Slut. There was a girl with a dog hood on her legs had straps holding her heels against her ass. Her hands were in tan padded sleeves that were buckled to the back of her tan training collar. The pug looking hood attached to the same collar. She wore a tan fur body suit that looked like it had stays in it. Her pointed little tail stuck up in the back.
    
    Jeff had been led to the first by Fag Boy. She was dressed as a pug dog. He saw his blue key hanging between her legs on a ring through her clit. She squealed and moaned against her tongue that was clipped to the heavy collar her chin rested in. Her smallish breasts hung under her, and she started moving away, swinging those breasts nicely.
    
    He got the cage off and grabbed her leash. He hooked it over a branch on a tree pulling the collar tight against her throat. He was rocked hard from the pills he took. He settled in behind her rubbed his 6" cock up and down her open slit. Pressing against her opening she pushed back onto his cock.
    
    Jeff reached underneath and played with her nipple rings and squeezed her breasts as he slowly fucked her from behind. It felt so good after a month of celibacy to have a warm cunt on his cock again. Her pussy was very tight and very wet. He pulled her tits back hard and emptied into her pussy. He ...
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