Flip Chloe over and take her missionary — make her watch your face as you stretch her open

You grabbed Chloe by the wrist and pulled her up with you, tossing her onto the bed like she weighed nothing. She gave a sharp little gasp, caught off guard by how easily you moved her. Her legs flailed slightly before she settled, propped on her elbows, eyes wide with surprise and hunger.

"Thought you were getting bent over, huh, little slut?" you said, smirking as you crawled over her. She didn’t answer, she just bit her lip and let her legs fall open.

Her pussy was soaking wet and so tempting. But your eyes roamed over every inch of her first. Her smooth, lightly tanned skin practically glowed under the soft light. She lay there, confident and cocky, arms stretched over her head, breasts proudly thrust up.

Her tits were big and perfectly fake, round and defiant, tipped with medium-sized, dark nipples that begged for attention. You took a moment just to admire the contrast of this shameless, dominant woman now laid out beneath you, helpless to her own arousal.

Her toned stomach flexed with every breath, a faint shimmer of sweat catching the light. Her waist curved beautifully into hips made for riding, but not tonight. Not like she expected. Her thighs spread for you, strong and smooth, framing the glistening mess between her legs.

Her pussy was obscene. Swollen, thick-lipped, dripping. A pink, inviting butterfly nestled between perfect thighs. It pulsed, almost begging, reacting to your gaze like it already knew what was coming.

You let your hand trail down the inside of her thigh, watching her squirm and bite her lip. She was trying to stay composed, to keep that edge, but she was losing. Fast.

Her toes curled, and her breath hitched when you dragged two fingers through the mess between her legs. She was soaked, hot, slippery. Her thighs twitched with the contact. Her whole body was begging.

She was a fucking masterpiece of thot. Dangerous and wild. And now? Yours.

Her eyes searched yours, for what, she didn’t even know. Maybe permission. Maybe just acknowledgment that she'd already surrendered.

You smiled, lined up, and watched her melt as you pressed the thick crown of your cock to her entrance.

You lined up the head of your {Cock_inches} inch cock and watched her face. Her confidence cracked the second she felt that thick head press against her folds. The girl who never respected you, the one who thought you were a beta, was now pinned and breathing hard, eyes locked to yours like a challenge.

You pushed in.

Her back arched, a desperate moan escaping her throat. Her fingers dug into your shoulders, her mouth open in stunned pleasure. Her pussy clamped down tight, stretched far wider than she was used to. You didn’t give her time to adjust. You wanted her to feel everything.

"Fuck, John," she gasped, head rolling side to side. "You're... Oh my god, you're really huge."

You leaned down, planting your hand beside her head, chest to chest. Her fake tits squished between you, her nipples rock hard against your skin. You moved slow but deep, grinding into her with every thrust.

"Look at me," you ordered. Her eyes snapped to yours, wide and full of lust. "This is what you’ve been missing."

She whimpered, her pride melting with every thrust. You kissed her hard, owning her mouth while your cock rearranged her insides. Her legs wrapped around your waist, pulling you in like she couldn't get enough.

"I thought... you were just... Riley's safe guy," she moaned. "But you're not. You're... fuck, you're a sex god."

You grinned against her lips. "Say it again."

She did. Louder.

You pounded her harder, your name spilling from her lips like prayer. And all around you, the other girls watched, panting, fingering themselves, waiting their turn.

You looked over at Riley and nodded, the meaning clear. She turned toward Eve, a playful, daring smile on her lips, and started to kiss her, soft at first, then more hungrily. Her hands explored Eve's sides and up to her breasts, groping and squeezing until Eve gave a helpless moan and clutched at her in return.

Meanwhile, you grabbed Tatiana's hand and pulled her closer. She raised an eyebrow but didn't resist. You didn't need words. With a subtle gesture and a low, commanding look, you guided her toward the top of the bed.

Chloe, still panting and wrecked from her orgasm, looked up just in time to see Tatiana's tight ass hovering above her. Her eyes widened as she realized what you intended, but she didn’t back away. Not a chance.

You helped guide Tatiana into place, your hand stroking up her long thigh, giving her one last push until her perfect pussy was hovering above Chloe's mouth.

"Let’s see how that mouth works now," you muttered, as Tatiana lowered herself onto Chloe's face with a moan, her back arching as soon as lips met soaked flesh.

You fucked Chloe like she'd never been fucked before. Her body arched and trembled as you thrust deep, slow at first, then faster, pressing every inch into her hungry heat. Her first orgasm ripped through her so suddenly she gasped, her fingers clawing at your back as her pussy clamped down and soaked you in her juices.

Gooood, you're so fucking BIG," she moaned, clawing at your back.

"Fuck that pussy," she gasped, legs trembling as you drilled her deeper.

"Oh my god... wreck me, you stud," she cried out, mouth open in wild ecstasy.

"Fuck me with that big, fat cock," she begged, eyes rolling back as her body surrendered completely.

You didn’t stop. You growled into her ear, letting her feel your weight, your power, the full stretch of your {Cock_inches} inch cock. She was muttering broken words, stunned by how much she needed it, how thoroughly you were ruining her.

Her second climax built more slowly, legs wrapped around your waist, voice high and breathless. She sobbed your name, eyes wide, staring up in disbelief as her whole body spasmed under you again, her nails leaving angry red lines down your shoulders.

By the time she collapsed, panting and dazed, she looked more beautiful than ever, completely undone, cheeks flushed, lips swollen, a wild mix of cocky and conquered.

Around you, the room buzzed with raw, female desire. Riley was whispering breathlessly into Eve's ear, her hand moving beneath the other blonde’s panties as they both stared wide-eyed at what you’d just done to Chloe.

"He just... destroyed her," Eve whispered, her voice trembling with lust.

"I know," Riley said, biting her lip, "God, I want that next."

Tatiana, still straddling Chloe's dazed face, looked over her shoulder at you with dark, glinting eyes. "You’re not done yet," she said, her accent thicker, more sultry. "I need that cock now."