Ass-fucking myself with my greatest toy till I orgasm

The dimly lit room was full of the rhythmic slap of flesh towards flesh, punctuated by high-pitched moans of ecstasy. Tito lay sprawled on the mattress, legs akimbo, his ass propped up excessive by a pile of pillows. He was nearly folded in half, his chin resting on his chest as he stared in rapt fascination on the huge dangerous dragoniston (sure, it is a made up time period) he was at the moment making an attempt to suit inside his impossibly tight gap. The digicam, positioned close to his toes, captured each breathless second.

Tito’s palms weren’t idle–no, they have been reaching again, gripping the flares of the dangerous dragoniston, guiding it inch-by-inch into his grasping pucker. His fingers sank into the ribbed rubber, slick with lube, easing it slowly however absolutely up his bunsplit. It was a demoralizing activity, one that will’ve taxes a lesser man’s resolve, however not Tito. No, he was in his factor, eyes glazed over with lust as he pushed by the burn of his ass being forcefully expanded.

“Almost…there…” he grunted, his tone strained. The bulbous head of the dangerous dragoniston had disappeared into his ringpiece, his tight asshole stretched skinny round its girth. Another reality was seconds away. “Fuck…so…” Deep breath. “Big…” Another breath. Then, with a robust flex, he slammed the large toy balls-deep into his hungry fuckhole.

Tito shrieked as the enormous phallus stuffed his guts, his again arching and knees shaking. He appeared completely filthy, sweat beading on his forehead and pump-action gap gaping lewdly across the base of the toy. But he did not pause, too consumed by the overwhelming stimulation.

“Do it…” he moaned. “Show that slut what that monster toy can do.” With a dirty grin, he snatched up the faucet introducer in his palms (a tasty side-dish to hammer down that monster toy) and labored it backwards and forwards, tantalizing slippery ring. The stress elevated to the purpose the place his abdomen bulged from the power.

As he continued railing himself, extra snuffling sounds as he buried his face into the sheets, tearing the place up cock sucker, tongue hanging out. Despite the ache, he flipped the swap to overdrive, his pace growing as he used that toy to fuck himself into oblivion.

A lady’s voice intruded, tough and authoritative. “That’s it, bitch. Take it. Take that huge ass destruction cock.” The tone was syrupy candy, dripping with condescension. “Look at you, writing in the shape of the number eight.”

Tito whimpered in settlement. “Yes ma’am”, stuttering and panting. He unfold his ass cheeks to accommodate the fats spongy toy deeper inside him, the ribs of the toy scraping his prostate painfully. He gasped because the toy continues deep into his colon, following the retreat of his anal caves.

Grizzly moans incremented as his physique grew to become a gelatinous watersack, turgid with adrenaline. The toy appeared to stress-free him, forcing his anal ring to spit meaty twitches. He grew to become a strolling spoke within the wheel as he gave solution to the invading energy of that monster. Each counter-thrust delivered an abrupt smack of ache and pleasure fissuring up his spinal twine.

“Fuck…I can’t…” His voice was a hoarse whisper. Burying his face within the sweaty sheets once more for a second, taking gulping breaths. Then he arched his again, ass excessive within the air. “More…” The phrases gave the impression of a determined prayer.

The digicam closed in on his face, capturing his expression as he appeared again over his shoulder. His eyes have been glassy, cheeks flushed, mouth hanging open slackly. He appeared totally debauched, fully misplaced to the pleasure. But beneath all of it, there was a spark of defiance. He was the Empress of Ass, and he knew it. He would take something, all the pieces, and nonetheless come out on high.

“Am I doing good?” he requested breathily. He knew he was. He may really feel it in the way in which his physique responded, in the way in which his cock jerked and spit pre-cum, in the way in which his ass quivered and clenched. But he wished to listen to it from her.

“Such a good little slut,” the voice purred. “Such a perfect cocksleeve, so hungry for more. Fuck yourself, bitch. Fuck yourself on that big bad dragoniston. Ride it like the pig you are.”

Tito complied eagerly, slamming his hips again to satisfy the toy’s thrust. The ensuing slap and squelch stuffed the room, mingling along with his sobs and moans of ecstasy. He fucked himself with abandon, chasing his impending orgasm with single-minded focus.

The digicam zoomed in on his ass, capturing the lewd spectacle of his gaped gap swallowing the thick toy time and again. It was mesmerizing, watching his tight ring stretch obscenely across the girth, watching his ass jiggle and ripple with every affect. Drool dripped from his chin, mingling with the sweat dripping down his chest.

“Fuck fuck fuck…” Tito chanted deliriously. He was shut, so shut. His balls had drawn up tight, his cock throbbing and twitching within the damp sheets. He gripped the toy, fucking himself more durable, quicker. “Gonna… gonna cum…”

“Do it,” the voice urged. “Cover yourself in your own cum, you filthy slut. Make a mess of yourself.”

With a hoarse cry, Tito obliged. His cock erupted, spraying thick ropes of jizz throughout the sheets. His physique shook with the power of his orgasm, his ass clenching rhythmically across the huge toy nonetheless buried inside him. He rode out the waves of delight, again arched and toes curled, as he pumped out each final drop.

Finally, spent, he collapsed onto the mattress, the toy slipping free with a moist pop. His ravaged gap remained gaping, twitching barely as his physique struggled to regain some semblance of normalcy. But he was smiling, regardless of the tears nonetheless leaking from his eyes. It had been intense, painful, even. But it had additionally been unimaginable, totally mind-blowing.

“What… what now?” he requested weakly, voice usable after sucking cock for a couple of seconds.

The voice chuckled, darkish and promising. “Now? Now we clean you up, my dear. And then we start all over again. I want to see how many times you can make yourself cum tonight. Let’s set a new record, shall we?”