Slumped in my office chair, shadows swallowing the room. Clock ticks toward 8 PM. Konstantinos due any second. But from the bedroom, moans echo. Sophie’s gasps, flesh slapping. Wolf and Revival pounding her since afternoon. My gut twists, acid burn. Yet my cock stirs, hard against my jeans.
She’s dressed like a slut: leather microskirt, sheer top, nipples poking through. To ‘protect’ us from the incubus. Werewolves scared him off. Now they’re claiming payment. Deep throating her, stretching her holes. I tried stopping her. ‘Dangerous,’ I begged. She vanished in a portal. Back hours later, reeking of cum.
The Burning Decision
Ludmilla blocks the door, smirking. ‘She’s fine. Persuaded them good.’ Rage boils. I swing, miss. Vomit in trash. Now, alone, waiting. Heart pounds. The offer hangs: let them fuck her one last time. In front of me. Her eyes plead, hand on my bulge. ‘You want it too?’ Fuck. Yes. The taboo hits like lightning. Watch my wife wrecked by monster dicks. My secret kink awakens.
We drag chairs bedside. Lights dim. Sophie strips, skin glowing. Wolf and Revival loom, naked, cocks swinging like battering rams. Thick veins pulsing. She drops to knees, mouths one, jerks the other. Saliva drips. Her tongue swirls the fat head, gulping pre-cum. Revival grabs her hair, face-fucks deep. Gags echo. Wolf pinches her tits, nipples diamond-hard.
They flip her. Wolf spreads her thighs, sniffs her soaked pussy. ‘Dripping for us, slut.’ Tongue lashes out—impossibly long, curling inside. She arches, claws sheets. Revival kneels, shoves cock down her throat. Muffled screams. Her juices squirt as Wolf laps her clit. Body quakes. First orgasm rips her.
Savage Ecstasy Unleashed
Wolf mounts. Cock swells huge, knot forming. Rams in balls-deep. Pussy lips stretch obscene. She howls, legs wrap him. Revival feeds her ass next, lubed by her spit. Double stuffed. Holes gaping, filled to bursting. They piston brutal. Sweat flies. Tits bounce wild. ‘Fuck me harder!’ she begs. Slaps sting her ass red.
I stroke furiously. Ludmilla joins, hand on mine. Her mouth engulfs me, hot suction. Sophie locks eyes, cums again—eyes rolling, pussy clenching visible. Werewolves roar, switch holes. Anal now, her rosebud wrecked. Cum leaks from pussy. They knot her, locked tight. She grinds, multi-orgasms shatter her.
I explode in Ludmilla’s throat. Then claim Sophie. Her cunt’s a sloppy wreck, loose and creamy. I thrust anyway, she whispers ‘I love you.’ We collapse, spent.
Dawn breaks. They dress—cowboy hats, boots. Sophie beams, pussy still twitching. ‘Thanks for the show.’ Ludmilla hitches ride. Portal swallows them. House empty. Sophie curls into me. Baby on way. No more pacts. But nights, I replay it. Her screams, stretched holes, my cum mixing theirs. Secret thrill pulses. I dared the unthinkable. Craved every filthy second. Society’d call me sick. Here, it’s mine.