Doggy style

"Up," Lexy growled, dragging Diana towards the edge of the bed. She spun her around sharply, shoving her forward until Diana’s palms slammed against the mattress edge, her back arched. Lexy kicked Diana’s legs wide apart without ceremony. Her hand clamped between Diana’s shoulder blades, forcing her lower, presenting her slick, trembling cunt. Lexy aligned the thick head against Diana’s tight entrance. Diana gasped, tensing.

Lexy didn’t ask. She didn’t ease. She rammed forward with brutal, hip-snapping ****. Diana screamed, a raw, tearing sound as Lexy’s entire girth buried itself inside her in one savage thrust. The stretch was blinding, agonizing, a searing pressure that stole her breath. Lexy held deep, letting Diana feel the impossible fullness, the heat radiating through her core. Diana’s fingers dug into the mattress fabric, knuckles white. Tears streamed freely down her temples. "Fuck," she choked out, shuddering violently.

Lexy pulled back slowly, dragging her slick shaft almost out, letting Diana gasp at the sudden emptiness. Then she slammed home again. Harder. Faster. The wet slap of her hips against Diana’s ass echoed sharply. Each thrust rocked Diana forward, her palms scraping against the bed edge. Lexy’s rhythm intensified, relentless piston strokes deep into Diana’s tightness. Diana’s screams dissolved into ragged sobs, her body jerking helplessly with each brutal entry. Lexy groaned, low and primal. "Tight," she growled, sweat dripping down her temple. "So fucking tight." Her hips pistoned harder, driving into that perfect friction.

Lexy leaned forward suddenly, her chest pressing against Diana’s sweaty back. One hand clamped hard around Diana’s left tit, fingers digging deep into soft flesh. The other hand mirrored it on the right tit, crushing both mounds together. Diana cried out, arching into the painful grip. Lexy squeezed harder, twisting the nipples viciously. She kept fucking her, deep and punishing, each thrust jolting Diana’s crushed breasts in Lexy’s merciless hands. Diana’s cries hitched, turning ****, her hips bucking wildly against Lexy’s driving cock.

Lexy released Diana’s breasts abruptly. Her hand tangled instantly in Diana’s dark hair, wrenching her head back sharply. Diana gasped, neck straining, tears streaking her temples. Lexy’s hips snapped faster. Brutal. Relentless. Diana’s choked sob dissolved into a low groan. Her body arched deeper, pushing back against Lexy’s thrusts. Her hips rolled instinctively, seeking the friction, craving the brutal stretch. Her fingers clawed at the mattress edge, knuckles white. "Fuck," she rasped, voice thick and broken. Lexy grinned savagely, pistoning harder, slamming her cock deep into Diana’s yielding heat.

Lexy’s pulled Diana by her hips. She hauled backwards with sudden, brutal ****. Diana’s hips ripped backwards off the bed edge. Her palms slipped. Her world flipped violently. Diana crashed onto her shoulders against the cool stone floor, legs kicking wildly in the air. Lexy’s cock stayed buried deep inside her, grinding against her cervix. Diana gasped, upside down, blood rushing to her head. Her vision swam. Lexy loomed above her, sweat dripping onto Diana’s upturned face. Lexy adjusted her stance instantly, spreading Diana’s trembling thighs wider. She slammed forward again, hips snapping hard against Diana’s upturned ass. The angle shifted everything deeper, impossibly intense. Diana screamed, raw and ragged, her body jerking helplessly. Lexy’s thrusts became shorter, sharper, grinding her cock brutally against Diana’s most sensitive spots. "Feel that?" Lexy growled, voice thick. Diana could only gasp, her throat raw.

Pressure exploded inside Diana. It wasn’t pleasure—not at first. It was a white-hot detonation deep in her belly, a shockwave that ripped through her spine. Her entire body locked rigid. Muscles seized. Her cunt clamped down on Lexy’s shaft like a vise, fluttering wildly. A choked sound tore from her throat—half scream, half sob. Her hips bucked violently against Lexy’s driving cock, seeking more, demanding it. Lexy groaned, low and primal, feeling Diana’s frantic pulsing grip. "There it is," Lexy snarled, hips pistoning faster, deeper, driving Diana’s climax higher. Diana’s vision whited out. Her fingers scrabbled uselessly against the stone floor. Her back arched impossibly, suspended only by Lexy’s grip and the brutal penetration. Ecstasy ripped through her, wave after wave, obliterating thought. She was pure sensation, raw and screaming.

Lexy didn’t stop. She kept fucking her, hard and relentless, riding Diana’s climax like a storm surge. She felt Diana’s inner muscles clench and flutter around her cock, a ****, rhythmic suction. Lexy’s own release coiled tight, a burning pressure building at her core. She leaned forward, her shadow swallowing Diana’s upside-down form. Her hands tightened on Diana’s hips, fingers digging into flesh. Lexy slammed home one final time, burying herself to the hilt. She held deep, grinding against Diana’s spasming core. A guttural roar ripped from Lexy’s throat as her orgasm hit—a volcanic eruption. Thick, hot pulses of cum flooded Diana’s depths, jetting deep with each powerful surge. Lexy shuddered violently, hips jerking involuntarily as she emptied herself completely inside Diana’s trembling body.

Diana gasped, feeling the scalding heat flood her, a searing counterpoint to her own fading tremors. Lexy held still for a long moment, breathing hard, sweat dripping onto Diana’s upturned face. Lexy herself collapsed backwards onto the mattress, sprawling out with a sigh, her chest heaving. The room smelled sharply of sweat, sex, and something primal—like wet earth after a downpour.