Chapter 10 by TheTGBro

What do you do next?

David adds you to a group chat

The door slammed shut and the lock clicked. You stood in the hallway with your cock still hard from watching David fuck your girlfriend, listening to Carrie moaning like a bitch in heat on the other side of the door.

You went back to your room. Sat your bare ass on the bed, dick dripping, balls aching. She was supposed to tease him. Flash her tits and maybe let him cop a feel. Instead David had just spent the last hour stretching your girlfriend's tight little cunt around a cock twice the size of yours, made her cum so many times she forgot your name, and now he'd locked you out so he could shove that fat dick up her ass without you watching.

Cock in your fist. The muffled sound of another man fucking your girlfriend down the hall.

David's bed was slamming so hard you could hear it from your room, this steady rhythmic pounding that carried down the hall. Every THUMP was his cock burying itself balls-deep in Carrie's ass, and every thump came with her voice, screaming, begging, saying shit you'd never heard come out of her mouth.

"OH FUCK DAVID YES FUCK MY ASS HARDER SHOVE THAT BIG COCK DEEPER—"

Then your phone buzzed.

Group text. David had made it. Three numbers. Yours, his, and Carrie's. He must have grabbed her phone and added it to the thread with notifications muted, because she sure as shit wasn't texting. First message was a photo. Blurry, one-handed, from above.

The first thing you saw was her asshole. Stretched so wide around his shaft that the skin had gone white, her rim pulled thin around the fattest part of his dick. Carrie face-down, ass up, his thick veiny cock buried all the way inside her shithole. The sheets under her were drenched.

David: lol ur girls shithole is squeezing the fuck outta my cock rn

David: her little asshole keeps trying to suck me deeper

David: this bitch was made to take dick up the ass

You zoomed in until the image pixelated. The stretched white ring of her rim, every bulging vein on David's fat shaft, her ass juice smeared all over him.

Another video loaded while you were still looking. Eleven seconds.

David was hammering Carrie's ass from behind like he was trying to impale her on his cock. Brutal, nonstop, balls-slapping-taint pounding that had your girlfriend's ass cheeks jiggling with every stroke. The sound was filthy. Wet sloppy SQUELCH every time her asshole swallowed his full length, then the loud SMACK of his heavy balls swinging into her soaking cunt. Carrie had her face buried in his pillow, screaming so loud the audio was cracking.

"Yeah — take that cock — fuckin take it—" David's voice was low, almost a grunt, barely picking up on the phone mic.

"AAHHHFUUCK — OH FUCK — OH GOD OH FUUUCK IT'S SO — AAHHH—"

You replayed it three times. Watched your girlfriend's asshole swallow David's cock over and over, her rim stretching wide every time he pulled back and clamping tight around his shaft every time he slammed back in.

David: lol thanks for the easy pussy bro

A few seconds passed. Your phone buzzed again and you grabbed it so fast you nearly knocked it off the nightstand, already picturing what David had sent next — but it was a fucking DoorDash promo. You swiped it away so hard you almost closed the thread.

A few minutes of nothing. The slamming had stopped. Carrie's voice was still coming from down the hall but it had changed. Not screaming anymore, something lower, steadier, muffled enough that you couldn't make out the words. Then another video, fifteen seconds.

His cock in her pussy now. Carrie was riding him, slamming her hips down so hard that her ass was making these loud, wet SMACK SMACK SMACK sounds against his thighs, her tits flopping and slapping together with every bounce. He'd already finished with her ass and moved on. You could see her pussy lips stretched tight around his shaft, dragging up with it every time she rose, then getting shoved back inside her every time she dropped. Her whole cunt was drooling, thick slick strings of her juice coating his cock, running down his balls.

"OH FUCK THAT COCK IS SPLITTING ME OPEN — IT'S SO FUCKING DEEP OH GOD OH GOD—"

She came mid-bounce. Thighs clamped around David's hips, and a spray of fluid blasted out around his cock, squirting so hard it hit the phone. The video blurred, jerked sideways, David went "oh shit—" and it cut off.

You replayed it four times. The exact moment your girlfriend squirted so hard she killed the camera. Three months you'd been fucking Carrie and she'd never squirted once for you.

Your right forearm was cramping, fingers going stiff — you'd been ****-gripping your cock nonstop since the first photo and your body was giving out before your brain would. You switched to your left hand, clumsy and wrong, and stroked slow. Deliberate.

Buzz. You didn't open it right away. You sat there with your thumb over the notification, left hand still clumsily working your cock. Whatever David had just sent was going to be worse than everything before it. You knew that. And you opened it anyway.

David: she passed out for 30 sec after she squirted lmao

David: bitch woke up and immediately started sucking my dick

David: didnt ask her to she just shoved it in her mouth like she was starving for it

Below the texts, a video. Eight seconds.

The first thing you noticed was her hands. Both wrapped around the base of his cock, and her fingers didn't even come close to touching. A solid inch of shaft between her fingertips and her thumb. She was slobbering on it, spit pouring down her chin and dripping off his balls onto the sheets, gagging herself on him, shoving his fat cockhead past her tonsils and retching, pulling off with thick slimy ropes of spit stretching from her lips to his dick, then ramming it right back in.

You paused it at three seconds. You had to. Your left hand clamped down on the base of your cock and you squeezed until it hurt, teeth clenched, breathing through your nose, locked up on the edge. The frozen frame. Your girlfriend's lips stretched around David's fat cockhead, tears running down her cheeks, eyes red and swollen, one thick rope of spit hanging from his shaft to her chin. You stared at it for a good ten seconds, squeezing your cock, willing yourself not to cum.

You hit play again.

Tears running down her face, those **** sloppy GLRK GLRK GLRK sounds every time his cock hit the back of her throat. Between gags she was whimpering around his shaft like having her throat stuffed with his cock was the only thing keeping her alive.

David: cant get my cock out of this sluts mouth lol shes **** on it and cumming at the same time

David: lol this bitch is completely fuckin broken

David: drool and tears everywhere and shes looking up at me like i own her

Your brain filled in the rest without a photo. Carrie on her knees, face wrecked, looking up at David like you didn't exist. You could see it perfectly.

You looked down at yourself. Seven and a half inches in your hand. Your girlfriend was down the hall **** herself on a dick so big she couldn't even fit her hand around it, gagging until she cried, cumming untouched while she sucked it.

David: already came inside her pussy once and shes begging for more

David: this greedy little cunt wont stop leaking my cum lol

David: her fuckhole is so stretched out my cock slides right in now

David: is she on the pill

David: whatever dont care shes getting bred regardless

The word "bred" made your cock jump so hard a bead of precum drooled off the tip and ran down your shaft.

You pulled your hand off your cock. Sat there, dick throbbing against your stomach, wet and twitching. You almost stood up. Almost walked down the hall and pounded on that door and said enough.

Then Carrie screamed from down the hall. Just a raw, high-pitched, cock-drunk shriek that went on and on, and you could hear the bed slamming behind it, and your hand was back on your cock before the scream even finished.

Two minutes with nothing on your screen. The bed slamming from down the hall. Carrie sobbing between screams, her voice shredded and raw.

"PLEASE DON'T STOP — FUCK — FUCK MY PUSSY — CUM IN ME DAVID — OH GOD CUM IN ME AGAIN — PLEASE — BREED ME — FUCKING BREED ME PLEEEASE—"

Not once in three months had Carrie begged you to cum inside her. You'd just do it and she'd smile and wipe up. With David she was sobbing for it.

Carrie screamed so hard her voice cracked, sobbing for a solid ten seconds before she ran out of air and broke down into shaky little moans. From the sound of it, David had just cum inside her again.

Your phone lit up. A photo.

The cum was the first thing you saw. Thick, yellowish, almost syrupy. Heavy potent-looking shit oozing out of her gaping pussy in slow globs, hanging from her swollen lips in long strings before dropping onto the sheets. Carrie on her back, legs spread, David's cock halfway pulled out of her cunt. His load was overflowing down her taint, collecting in the crack of her ass, dripping off her used-up asshole. Her inner thighs were smeared with it. The sheets under her soaked dark.

Then everything stopped. No screaming. No bed slamming. No moaning. Just nothing coming from down the hall.

A full minute passed. Nothing on your phone. Nothing from David's room. You didn't know if they were talking, sleeping, cuddling, or if Carrie was walking back down the hall right now. You just sat there in the dark with your dick in your hand and no information. Your cock started to soften for the first time all night.

Then the buzz hit.

David: aight my cocksleeve wants to say something to u lol hold on

Your cock snapped back to full hardness so fast it ached.

Typing indicator flashing. Disappearing. Flashing again. Carrie's number this time. David must have unmuted her phone and handed it over.

Carrie: babe

Carrie: u up

Carrie: i need to tell u something and im not gonna lie ok

Carrie: it was different

The typing indicator disappeared. Ten seconds. Twenty. It came back.

Carrie: like really really different

Carrie: my body did things it doesnt do

Carrie: fuckkkk