Knocking on heaven’s backdoor

All of your girls feel different. Beth’s plush body is warm soft and welcoming, like a pleasantly warm bath. Chrissy is round and firm in all the right places tempered by her soft curves. Jan’s hard whip-like muscles and her wanton abandon make for an amazing experience. Tammy’s cunt ass and mouth feel like they were literally made for you.

Eris has all of that and more.

Penetrating her brings out a squeal of pleasure. No sign of pain. No resistance. While anal with Aphrodite bordered on ****, Eris’ ass welcomes you like an old friend, and grips you like a glove. As you begin to thrust she pushes forward to meet you, forcing your hand further inside her.

“Yes! Take me. Use me like one of your whores. You feel so good!”

This position is starting to get uncomfortable and your wrist is beginning to hurt. You begin extracting your hand from her gaping gash, still thrusting into her ass. Her body seems to fight this, as if wanting to keep as much of you inside her as possible, but eventually your knuckles clear her labia and you remove your hand with an audible pop that precedes a gush of fluid and a low moan from the goddess.

You bring your slick hand up to her face, pinching her cheeks, and she eagerly sucks her own nectar from your fingers while you continue to do your level best to destroy her asshole. Still she meets your thrusts with her own, moaning in ecstasy, eyes locked on yours with a look of wonderment, awe, and something akin to fear in them. Your hand drops lower to encircle her pale throat and squeezes, which only causes her to buck more fiercely against you.

You continue to thrust and begin to verbalize the thoughts in your head. It seems that in this dream state your internal trialogue is entirely external. “This ass? It’s mine. That pussy? It’s mine. Your mouth? It’s mine.” With each word you squeeze her throat a little more. “Whose mouth is that?”

“Yours.” Her voice is breathy.

“Whose pussy?”

“Your pussy! Ooooh”

“Whose ass?”

“Your ass, Jimmy! All yours!”

“You’re mine now. No more bullshit. No more games. Now cum for me.

You feel her body quake in another orgasm as she sprays your belly button with girl cum. Her rectum clenches tightly around you and with a guttural roar you finally let loose, spewing forth a gigantic load into her bowels. You collapse on top of her, still inside.

She nuzzles up into the crook of your shoulder and kisses your neck. “I think that this is going to be a lot more fun than Bobby was... Sir.”

You smile. “I meant what I said. No more games.”

“No more games.”

“Good girl.”

“You have to go back now Jimmy. I lo-”

And you wake up.