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Dick thrust every inch of his manhood into Mary’s pussy, making sure she took it all each time he rutted into her. She felt his throbbing cockhead press against her cervix and knew that she was stuffed, that there was no more room for her little cunt to stretch, not in any possible direction.

 

When Dick had his whole length hilted in her, he pulled up with his hips. Despite being ruined, her sex gripped at his shaft, tugging on every last inch of it as he came out of her.

 

“Ahh!” he groaned with pleasure at the feel of her clinging to him, trying to suck his prick back in for more.

 

Mary felt his knob almost leave her entirely. She frantically clenched her gates, holding even tighter to Dick’s manhood—she couldn’t keep him inside her, but she could entice him to pierce back into her tightness. And Dick did: he took a deep breath and then drove his entire endowment inside her needy hole.

 

Juice splashed on his abs as he violently fucked Mary’s sopping wet pussy. The air gusted out of her lungs, knocked out by his harsh strokes. Mary could barely breathe while he fucked her; she shakily sucked in air, trying desperately to stay conscious so she could feel more of herself being reamed out.

 

“How—do you—like it!” Dick grunted, his sweat dripping off him and marking Mary as he tried to withstand both the pleasure and the exertion he was feeling.

 

“Love it!” Mary panted. “I love being your little bitch! Harder! Fuck me harder! Show me why no one else can cock me as well as you do!”

 

Her obscene cries made Dick shake; he put all his frenetic energy into fucking her cunt, telling himself that she could take it, that this young woman was tougher than Kory. He wanted to burn her cunt with the friction of his savage rutting.

 

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Mary cried, eyes glazing over as she focused all her attention on the climax that was only moments away.

 

Again and again, she felt his glans pound at her cervix. Her little clit was battered by his blurring cock, stroked by every thrust of his oversized member, and she couldn’t help herself. She had to come for the man who was fucking her so hard.

 

“I’m coming, Daddy! Oh God, Daddy’s making me come so hard! Give me your cum too, Daddy! I want Daddy’s cum so baaaadddd!”

 

It was as brutal as it was delicious: coming over and over again, unable to stop, unable to make Dick orgasm in turn no matter how her cunt roiled. Mary felt herself spasm again and again, tightening and milking at his huge cock, but though he went into her harder and harder, faster and faster, he still maintained a steely hardness. He kept fucking her to another climax, though it seemed impossible he could hold back his own release.

 

Dick could tell she couldn’t take much more. She would beg for mercy in a few moments. He decided not to hold back—better by far to finish alongside her, both of them enjoying a shared orgasm just before this orgy was over.

 

The feel of her wet cunt clenching around his manhood made Dick groan, suffused with unending pleasure, and he pumped her even harder, even faster, desperate to come inside her but only when it was completely unavoidable.

 

Unnhh! Gonna come in you, Mary!” he grunted. He railed his cock all the way into the young woman, leaving her labia wrapped around the base of his cock like a pair of sucking lips.

 

“No, Dick!” Kory cried from where she was wrapped up in Kara. “Come on me! Don’t just claim her! Claim all of us!”

 

Dick gritted his teeth. Kory’s passionate words were enough to get him off, but as good as it would feel, he couldn’t come inside Mary, not when she’d asked for that. He came up off Mary and rushed to Kory, standing over her and Kara.

 

The two both canted their heads upward, mouths open, tongues out, waiting eager for his white stream to bathe them in his ownership and mark an end to their fuck. Kory and Kara moaned and rolled on the carpet as a steady flow of semen washed over their bodies.

 

“Like it, sluts? Like being covered in cum? That’s what you all want, isn’t it?”

 

Waves of debauched excitement rippled through Mary as she watched; she could feel Dick’s body heat still with her, his sweat rubbed onto her skin, and she knew that if she weren’t trembling so much, she could crawl over there and offer her own luscious body to the endless stream.

 

“Sit up, Supergirl!” Dick grunted at the lithe blonde, and at his words, Kory gave her a harsh spank to get her to move. She made a whining noise but obediently sat up, her body soaking in the cum he’d spurted on her already.

 

“Open your mouth,” Dick demanded, voice shaking with tension.

 

Mary saw no hesitation in her friend’s expression. Her lips gaped open and formed a wide oval. She lifted her head and Dick growled, stroking his cock to another ejaculation. He came again, this time directing the blast of cum straight into Kara’s open mouth.

 

Mary saw the excess sperm spilling out of Kara’s mouth and down her neck and suddenly she felt faint. It was all too much. She was so relieved that Kara was getting this treatment now, because otherwise, she knew Kara would be shaking her, telling her that she had to try being a cum dumpster like lucky Kara got to be.

 

Then she felt Kory’s eyes on her. Kory, whose golden skin now looked like a statue with veins of some precious white mineral running all through it. She lay sprawled on her back, smearing the white-hot cum into her skin like a child finger-painting.

 

“Lie back, Mary,” Kory told her. “Open up your cunt. Even if Dick didn’t come in you, he can still make your cunt his. X’hal, how you must want this…”

 

Mary lay down on her back, her thighs parted, and she reached down to open up her vulva and expose herself to Dick. She did so just in time.

 

He left Kara’s face absolutely masked with his cream and then aimed his shooting cock at Mary, sending the last ropes of his cum directly onto her tiny slit. Each blazing drop of his seed made Mary shake, the dirtiness of the act giving it a power far beyond the meager heat and the small amount of fluid.

 

They were all watching her, seeing her join in in the nasty thing everyone else had done—and with them watching, she screamed in climax, her little fingers rubbing feverishly at her wet pussy and the cum Dick had marked it with.

 

***

“What do you want from me?”

 

“Oh, Batman—I want it all!”

 

Tracey sat on top of the couch, leaning back against the wall. She lifted up her bare feet to rest on top of the cushions with her and her knees opened up. She exposed her pussy deliciously, the pink lips glistening with her arousal.

 

“Touch me,” she giggled. “Use your fingers. And pump your cock too. I want to see it get bigger and bigger until there’s nothing else to do with it except put it in me.”

 

“You don’t want me to lick your pussy?”

 

Oooohh,” Tracey moaned. “Say that again!”

 

Batman’s voice pitched lower. “You don’t want me eating your pussy?”

 

“OHH, Batman, do it to me, PLEASE!”

 

“You do it first. You be a good little whore.”

 

He forced Tracey down to her knees; she eagerly took his overworked endowment into her mouth, pillowy lips sliding up and down the pulsing shaft, drawing out Batman’s arousal until he came, his pent-up passion exploding over every inch of her mouth. His hot cum pouring into her until she’d drained him completely, her mouth clinging to the stiffness of his prick until she was sure there was no cum left for her to enjoy.

 

“Now it’s her turn,” Batman said, thrusting Lark down onto her back below Tracey.

 

Tracey obligingly went to work with her tongue on the cum-soaked well between Tracey’s legs. Batman stood over him, watching the two work out on each other the fever pitch he had driven them too. He seemed fascinated by it—how much Tracey enjoyed the feast of semen between Lark’s legs, even when he’d already come in her mouth.

 

He wondered who enjoyed it more: himself when a woman came when he was going down on her or someone like Tracey when she went from being a strong, vivacious woman to simply being his cum dumpster. Much as he’d enjoyed the taste of Lark’s cunt himself, he couldn’t imagine being all but addicted to it the way Tracey seemed to be. But then, part of the pleasure for him was being in control. And clearly, these women enjoyed anything but restraint…

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