Deepest

Chapter 23 - Deepest

Torin was already sitting on the sofa, cock still hard and slick from her mouth, the thick shaft shiny and standing straight up against his stomach.

Leena didn’t waste a second.

She climbed straight onto his lap, knees planting hard on either side of his hips. One hand shot down between them and wrapped around his shaft, fingers not even closing all the way around the thick girth. She lined the swollen head up with her dripping entrance—felt the blunt heat kiss her open folds—then dropped down hard.

One brutal jump.

Her cunt stretched wide around him and swallowed every inch in a single wet slam. The sudden full stretch punched a loud, raw moan out of her throat as she took him to the root. Her ass hit his thighs with a heavy slap and her walls clamped down hard around the thick intrusion.

She started bouncing immediately.

No slow build. Full, heavy jumps—lifting almost all the way off so only the fat head stayed inside, then slamming back down with all her weight. Every time she bottomed out her fat ass clapped loud against his thighs. The wet, filthy sound of her pussy taking him deep filled the room. Her tits bounced hard with every impact, heavy and wild, the nipples tight and dark. She kept the pace savage, riding him like she was trying to break the sofa, hips rolling and slamming, cunt gripping and releasing with every brutal drop.

After a few minutes of that relentless bouncing she slowed just long enough for him to grab her hips.

Torin’s hands locked around the soft curves and lifted her straight off his cock. The thick shaft slid free with a wet sound, still shiny and hard. He spun her around in one strong motion and shoved her face-down onto the sofa cushions. Prone bone. Her chest and stomach hit the soft fabric, ass forced up high.

He climbed over her fast, knees planting outside her thighs so her legs stayed closed and tight. One long, heavy thrust and he drove back into her from behind. The new angle punched deeper, the fat head of his cock dragging hard along her front wall. A raw cry tore out of her throat as her cunt stretched around him again.

He started fucking her hard and deep right away. Hips slamming into her ass with wet, heavy smacks. One hand pressed flat between her shoulder blades, pinning her upper body down into the cushions so she couldn’t rise. The other hand gripped a thick handful of her hip hard enough to leave marks, holding her steady while he pounded into her.

Her face was half-buried in the cushion, breath hot and ragged against the fabric. Ass up high, back arched, taking every punishing stroke. Her cunt clenched and fluttered around the thick length with every deep slam, the wet sounds loud and filthy each time he bottomed out.

He pulled out of her again, the thick shaft sliding free with a wet drag. In one strong motion he flipped her onto her back on the sofa. Then he straddled her chest, knees planting on either side of her ribs, the heavy weight of him settling over her.

Both hands shoved under her tits and pushed them together hard, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh tight around his cock until the warm valley closed completely. He started thrusting between them right away. The wet, shiny head of his dick slid up through the tight press of her cleavage and nudged her chin with every upward stroke. Pre-cum and her own juices smeared across the soft skin, making the path slick and filthy.

He fucked her tits steadily, eyes locked on the thick head as it popped out between the squeezed flesh again and again—disappearing back down into the soft valley, then thrusting up to kiss her chin once more. The sight of his cock sliding between those full tits kept him going for a while, hips rolling, hands keeping the pressure tight, until the need finally got too sharp and he couldn’t wait anymore.

He shifted down her body, shoved her legs wide open with both hands, and sank back into her in missionary. Full depth on the first thrust—his thick cock driving straight to the end of her in one long, heavy push. Her cunt stretched wide around him again and a raw sound tore out of her throat.

Then he leaned down and crushed his mouth to hers in a deep, kiss. Tongue pushing past her lips, tasting her, claiming her. At the same time his arms locked tight around her body—one sliding under her shoulders, the other wrapping hard around her waist—holding her so tight she could barely move or breathe.

He started thrusting like an animal.

Long, aggressive strokes that bottomed out every single time. The fat head of his cock battered against her cervix with every deep slam. The sofa creaked and groaned under the force. Her legs wrapped around his waist and locked at the ankles, pulling him even deeper. He kept kissing her through it, tongue deep in her mouth, swallowing every broken sound she made while his hips slammed harder and harder, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room.

The pressure in his balls finally broke.

He buried himself to the hilt and came hard—thick, heavy pulses of cum flooding deep inside her. He kept thrusting through the orgasm, short brutal grinds of his hips, forcing every last drop as far into her as it would go. Her cunt clenched around him, milking the thick spurts, until the cum started leaking out around his still-throbbing cock and running down between her ass cheeks.

He didn’t pull out.

He just held her tighter, arms locked like steel bands, still kissing her, still buried deep to the root, while the last spasms emptied him completely inside her.

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