Page 129 of The Man Upstairs

I squirted a token amount of lube on her ass and twisted two fingers all the way in, loving the way she gasped and squirmed as I finger-fucked her dirty hole. My cock was ready, needing her so badly. She yelped when I yanked my fingers free and yelped again as I forced my cock into her puckered little asshole in three thrusts, and her holes gripped like a vice, her delicate little body struggling to take me and the dildo rammed deep. But that didn’t matter. She wanted it. I could see it in her filthy smile.

I used Rosie like a true slut, with two cocks straining her. I craved every whimper and cry she gave as she battled, gritting her teeth as her body learned to accept the pounding, and it was pure, filthy magic.

I had two fat cocks inside my dainty little girl, and she was good enough that she took it for me.

Jesus Christ, how I fucked her. I stretched her, balls thumping against her flesh as I savaged her with thrusts, but that wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed to give her more. For me, not for her. Selfish cunt.

She protested with anoooas I pulled both the dildo and my cock free in one, both of her holes raw and gaping nicely. But then she realised what I was doing. I lubed up my fist as she watched me, her eyes wide through her wine fuelled haze.

“Oh God,” she said.

“Yes,” I said. “I think your needy cunt is ready for this, don’t you?”

My angel nodded, pushing her glasses up her nose, her mouth gaping open.

Four fingers went in easily, right up to the hilt, my thumb still free to rub at her clit as she pushed back against me. I let her enjoy the clit play until my thumb changed position, lining up along with my fingers, and then I started the true stretch. The lube made her cunt so fucking slippery that she squelched as I eased my hand into her, stretching her a little wider each time. I was reaching the thickest part of my knuckles when she started crying out with the depths of the strain.

“Take a deep breath, like a good girl,” I told her, and she did as she was told.

I eased the widest part of my hand into her, and that deep breath did fuck all. Her whimpers were feral, but she didn’t stop me. She let me work my hand inside her cunt like I was a master. A fucking god.

“It hurts, doesn’t it?” I asked, and she nodded.

“Yeah… but I like it…”

“You’re almost there,” I said, “one last push and my hand will be inside you. Think you can take it?”

My sweet Rosie looked me in the eye, teeth gritted. “Yeah,” she said, “I can take it.”

And with that, she pushed. I held my hand firm and she pushed, her cunt literally sucking me in and closing tight around my wrist.

It was a divine sight to see her splayed with my whole fucking fist inside her. She was a creature of pure beauty. My Lilith and Eve in one. My whole seedy universe, and my heart entangled in one beautiful girl.

What a sight. She looked so proud, and deservedly so.

I kissed her deep and hard with my hand in her cunt, and she was perfection. She tangled her fingers in my hair, breathing short and fast against my lips.

“Thank you,” she said, and for once I didn’t protest, because, yes. This time the pleasure was hers, as well as mine. We were both winners riding high. Consumed and crazy.

“What happens now?” she asked when we broke the kiss.

“You come for me,” I said and turned my fist inside her, just a little.

Her breath hitched, she winced, but didn’t complain.

“Legs back,” I said and she carefully lifted her legs back.

Again, what a sight. I only wished I’d taken time to set up the camera.

With her cunt still grasping my wrist, I kissed my way down her stomach, stopping at her engorged clit. And then I sucked, and lapped, and bit down on it, and my slut whimpered, her body soon shuddering.

“Fuck, Julian,” she managed, and she was done, unravelling, twisting and bucking, and just at the right moment, when I knew her orgasm was exploding, I pulled my hand free.

My beautiful slut cried out, squirmed and convulsed, and I held her steady.

Held her in my arms as she whimpered and moaned and breathed so damn hard.

“Good girl,” I said as I picked her up into my arms.