Beautiful Brutality Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Beautiful Brutality Ch. 04

... Charlotte's wet, slimy tongue slithering all-around inside of her shit-pipe didn't feel horrible wasn't exactly the best way to keep herself looking strong which, when her ass was presented to The Queen on a silver platter, was all Rhea was interested in at the moment. It was scary and, despite being the purveyor of brutality in NXT, Rhea was willing to admit that. Just not that she didn't hate the feeling of getting rimmed by a supposedly superior woman. But with each passing second, that fact grew harder to deny, until...

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"Until what, bitch!" Raquel growled in Rhea's ear, seizing The Nightmare's throat roughly as she grinded her hips into Rhea's fat, goth booty.

Ripley, struggling to say anything both as a result of Raquel's iron grip and the fireworks shooting off inside of her body everytime that cock rammed her hole, squealed, "I...I..."

"You liked when Charlotte ate your fat fucking butt, didn't you, bitch?" Raquel asked gruffly, snaking her free hand around to wipe the hair covering the top of Rhea's face, the pair of eyes that were revealed telling the whole, depressing story. The story of a fallen warrior.

Not seeing the point of attempting and failing to speak again, Rhea simply nodded slowly in agreement. But, that wasn't satisfactory. Big Mami needed to hear it. In fact, she outright demanded it.

"Tell me, Rhea," La Chingona purred, her slow, methodical grinding becoming tougher and tougher. "Tell Big Mami what you like." Now...Rhea ...

... couldn't deny her Big Mami, could she?

"I...I..." Rhea struggled to find the words, her air running thin. Luckily, Raquel stepped in and loosened her grip, and after a few seconds of reprieve, Rhea tried again. "I l-liked g-gettin' my arsehole eaten..."

"Yeah?" Big Mami moaned, her impressive physique coiling around Rhea's as Dakota Kai's boss kept herself buried up that butt momentarily. "Mmmm...yeah, you're such a dirty girl, Rhea. Knowing that any moment, Char was gonna split that fucking asshole open, and yet you still found so much pleasure in getting rimmed by her."

Rhea's cheeks turned a darker shade of red; it shouldn't have been embarrassing, but she'd never thought of those events in that manner before. Yes, Charlotte did take her butt shortly afterward and, yes, Rhea knew it was coming. She could've used that to her advantage to fight off the early pleasures as a way to keep her mind straight for later, yet she almost immediately defaulted into "not hating" Charlotte's tongue rummaging around inside of her butthole. "Not hating" quickly turned to "tolerating" and kept with that status for all of...maybe two minutes? Because, ignoring the reality wasn't sustainable, and would only get Rhea so far.

"I...I like gettin' rimmed," Rhea admitted again, her hand finding a home on Raquel's powerful thigh, almost welcoming Big Mami to stay fully sheathed for as long as she liked.

"Big Mami knows, Rhea," Raquel acknowledged. "But, I also know what you like even more. ...