MFF Anal Threesome with Layla Lixx

Title: “Taboo Desires: A MFF Anal Threesome with Layla Lixx”

The throbbing pain in my ass was almost unbearable as Layla Lixx rammed her strap-on deep into my tight hole. My body quivered with each powerful thrust, my legs spread wide and my back arched against the cold, hard floor. Layla grinned sadistically, relishing in my suffering. “Take it, you filthy slut,” she growled, her brown hair whipping around her face.

I shook my head desperately, tears streaming down my cheeks. “Please, Mistress, it hurts so much!” But my pleas only seemed to fuel Layla’s sadistic lust. She pistoned her hips faster, burying the thick toy balls-deep in my ass.

Suddenly, another pair of hands gripped my hips – belonging to the third woman in our depraved threesome. She was a striking blonde, with full lips and piercing blue eyes. “You’re doing so well, slave,” she purred, tracing a sharp nail around my nipple. “Layla’s just getting started with you.”

The blonde turned to our dominate partner. “Mind if I play with our little anal slut for a bit? I want to taste her juices.” Layla nodded, a wicked grin on her face. The blonde knelt between my legs, her tongue snaking out to lap at my dripping folds.

“Mmm, you’re so wet already,” she moaned between licks. “You must really love having your ass fucked, don’t you?” I could only whimper in response, overwhelmed by the combined stimulation. The blonde maintained a steady pace, flicking her tongue over my clit as Layla continued her brutal assault on my ass.

Layla’s hand cracked against my ass cheek, leaving a red handprint. “Is this what you wanted, slut? To be used like a fuckdoll by three women?” She punctuated each word with a sharp thrust. The combined pain and pleasure was too much to bear. I felt my orgasm building rapidly, my toes curling and my muscles tensing.

“No! Not yet!” Layla commanded, sensing my impending climax. With a furious growl, she pulled out, leaving me empty and desperate. The blonde continued to tease my aching pussy, keeping me on the edge.

Layla circled around to my face, her strap-on hovering inches from my lips. “Clean it,” she ordered, smacking herself against my cheek. “Get it nice and wet, just like your whore cunt.”

I opened my mouth obediently, taking the toy deep into my throat. I swirled my tongue around the thick base, tasting my own musky arousal. Layla moaned approval, gripping my hair and fucking my face.

After several intense minutes, she pulled out, her toy glistening with my spit. She glanced at the blonde. ” Flip her over. I want to ride her reverse cowgirl while you fuck her pussy.”

The blonde nodded, roughly yanking me onto my knees. Layla mounted me from behind, slamming into my ass with renewed vigor. The blonde teased my pussy lips, drawing out the anticipation. “Beg for it, whore,” she commanded. “Beg for my cock.”

“Please! Please fuck me!” I cried, too far gone to care how pathetic I sounded. “I need it! I need your cock! Please fuck me!” With a dark chuckle, the blonde sheathed herself to the hilt in my dripping cunt. It was too much. I screamed as I came, my pussy clenching around her shaft, my ass convulsing around Layla’s.

Layla leaned over to bite my shoulder, muffling her own cries of pleasure. The blonde gripped my hips, fucking me through my climax and driving me into yet another. Our moans and cries echoed around the spacious room, the obscene sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

Finally, spent, the women collapsed next to me. I lay on my back, gasping for air, my body battered and sore. Layla lit a cigarette and passed it to the blonde. They smoked silently, surveying their handiwork. I felt like a prize they’d just claimed – filled, used, and utterly owned.

“Look at her,” the blonde mused, pointing at my naked, sprawled body with the glowing cigarette. “Covered in fuck juice and ass slime. Doesn’t even look human anymore.” Layla laughed and stubbed out the cigarette on my stomach, blazing her initial into my skin. I hissed in pain but didn’t resist.

Our lovemaking had been as brutal as it was passionate – an unforgettable, mind-blowing experience. Somewhere in the depths of my thoroughly debauched soul, I knew this wasn’t over. Layla Lixx and her blonde friend had woken a hunger in me – a hunger for more. More pain, more pleasure, more depravity. I was hooked, and I knew I’d do anything to stay in this filthy little harem.