Alex had always dreamed of this moment. He and Sarah had been inseparable as kids, sharing secrets and playground adventures until life pulled them apart after high school. Years later, fate brought them back together at a mutual friend's party.
She was stunning now - long auburn hair cascading down her back, curves that turned heads, and that same playful smile that made his heart race.
They hit it off instantly, reminiscing about old times, and by the end of the night, she agreed to go on a date with him. It felt like destiny. A week into officially dating, his phone buzzed during a slow shift at McDonald's. Wiping grease from his hands, he saw her name on the screen.
"Hey, babe! Come over to my apartment tonight? I miss you," her text read, followed by a winking emoji. Alex's pulse quickened. He clocked out early, heart pounding with excitement as he hopped on the bus, imagining their first real intimate night together.
The city lights blurred past, and he rehearsed what he'd say, how he'd finally kiss her properly.
When he arrived at her building, the door to her second-floor apartment was slightly ajar. Strange, but he pushed it open with a grin, calling out, "Sarah? I'm here!" No answer at first, just muffled thumps and rhythmic slapping sounds from the bedroom. His stomach twisted with confusion, but curiosity pulled him forward. Peeking through the cracked bedroom door, the world shattered.
There she was, his Sarah, bent over the edge of the bed on all fours, her ass high in the air as a tall, muscular guy with a smug grin slammed into her from behind. The college playboy - Jake, Alex recognized him from Sarah's social media stories, the one she called 'just a friend' - gripped her hips hard, his thick cock pistoning in and out of her dripping pussy without mercy. Sarah's face was twisted in ecstasy, her mouth open in a sloppy moan, drool trickling down her chin as she pushed back against each thrust. Her tits swung wildly beneath her, nipples hard and begging for attention.
"Oh fuck, Jake! Harder! Pound my slutty hole!" Sarah cried out, her voice raw and desperate. She hadn't even noticed Alex standing there, frozen in the doorway, his world crumbling.
Jake glanced up, spotting Alex, but didn't stop. If anything, he grinned wider, speeding up his thrusts, the wet smacks echoing louder. "Who's this loser? Your little McDonald's boy toy?" he taunted, slapping Sarah's ass hard enough to leave a red mark. She finally turned her head, locking eyes with Alex, but instead of shock or shame, her lips curled into a wicked smile.
"Alex? Oh my god, come in, watch this!" she gasped between moans, her body rocking forward with every brutal plunge. "Jake's cock is so much bigger than yours ever could be. You'll never fuck me like this, you pathetic virgin. Look at how he owns my pussy - it's stretching me wide, filling me up!"
Alex's knees buckled, but he couldn't move, couldn't tear his eyes away as Jake kept railing her doggy style, his balls slapping against her clit with each deep stroke. Sarah's eyes rolled back slightly, her tongue lolling out in bliss, but she kept mocking him. "Remember our first date? You could barely hold my hand without shaking. But Jake? He grabbed my ass in the hallway and fucked me right there against the wall. I came so hard I squirted on his shoes. You're nothing compared to him!"
Jake laughed, pulling out briefly to show off his glistening cock - thick, veined, at least eight inches - before slamming back in, making Sarah scream. "Tell your boyfriend how much you love real dick, slut," he growled, yanking her hair to arch her back further.
"I love it! Fuck, Alex, you'll never satisfy me. Go flip burgers while a real man breeds me!" Sarah wailed, her pussy clenching visibly around Jake's shaft as she neared orgasm. Alex felt bile rise in his throat, his own pathetic erection stirring against his will from the sheer humiliation, but mostly it was agony, a dark pit opening in his chest.
Not done yet, Jake flipped her onto her back for missionary, spreading her legs wide and pinning her thighs down. He drove in deep, grinding his hips to hit her deepest spots, her juices soaking the sheets. Sarah's face contorted into full ahegao - eyes crossing, tongue hanging out, cheeks flushed as she babbled incoherently. "Cumming! Oh god, yes, destroy my womb! Alex, see this? This is what a real fuck looks like! Your tiny prick wouldn't even tickle me!"
She bucked wildly, her nails raking Jake's back as waves of pleasure crashed over her, squirting messily around his cock. Jake didn't let up, pounding through her climax until she was a trembling mess, still hurling insults. "You're traumatized yet, loser? Good. Watch me ruin her for you forever."
He pulled her up next, maneuvering her into a full nelson - locking his arms under her knees and behind her head, folding her body like a pretzel, exposing her completely. Her pussy gaped slightly from the abuse, leaking cum as he lowered her onto his cock, impaling her from below. Gravity did the work, letting him bounce her up and down, her tits jiggling obscenely while she dangled helpless in his grip.
"Ahh! Yes, fold me like your fucktoy! Alex, look how deep he goes - hitting my cervix! You'd break if you tried this," Sarah slurred, her ahegao intensifying, spit flying from her lips with each drop. Jake thrust upward savagely, her ass cheeks clapping against his thighs. The position humiliated her further, her body on full display, folds stretched taut around him.
For good measure, Jake shifted to a standing carry, hoisting her legs over his arms and fucking her against the wall, her back scraping the paint as he hammered away. Then he dropped her to her knees for a rough face-fuck, shoving his cock down her throat until she gagged and teared up, mascara running. "Suck it clean, bitch. Show your boyfriend how a real slut deepthroats."
Sarah obeyed eagerly, hollowing her cheeks and slurping noisily, eyes locked on Alex the whole time. "Mmm, tastes like my pussy and your pre-cum. Bet you've never had this, huh? Go home and jerk to the memory, cuck."
Finally, Jake bent her over again, this time facing Alex directly, and unloaded inside her with a grunt, flooding her pussy with hot cum that overflowed and dripped down her thighs. Sarah collapsed, panting, a satisfied grin on her ruined face. "Thanks for coming over, Alex. Now get out. Jake's staying the night - and every night after."
Alex stumbled out, the door slamming behind him, the sounds of their renewed fucking echoing in his ears. The bus ride home was filled with tears and nausea, which greatly annoyed the people riding with him
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Years had passed since that shattering night with Sarah, but the scars lingered in Alex's mind like a persistent ache. Now in his mid-twenties, he had scraped by with odd jobs, eventually landing a gig as a delivery driver for a local food service. It paid the bills, kept him moving, and mostly kept the memories at bay. Tonight, under a neon-lit sky, he balanced a stack of takeout bags - burgers, fries, and a six-pack of beers - on his bike as he pedaled up to the rundown motel on the edge of town. Room 207, the order said. He knocked lightly, shifting the load in his arms.
The door cracked open, and a young guy about Alex's age - lean, cocky, with tousled hair and a smirk - peered out. Behind him, the room was dimly lit by a flickering lamp, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex. Alex's eyes widened involuntarily as he caught sight of the woman on the bed: a voluptuous MILF in her late thirties, her massive breasts heaving with each breath, nipples erect and dark against her pale skin. Her curvy ass was propped up on pillows, thighs spread wide as the guy had just pulled out of her, his cock slick and semi-hard, glistening with her juices.
"Uh, delivery," Alex stammered, face burning as he averted his gaze, thrusting the bags forward. He wanted nothing more than to bolt, the scene hitting too close to old wounds. But the guy chuckled, blocking the door with his body.
"Hey, no rush, man. Come on in, set it down. You can wait and watch if you want—we're just getting started." The guy's tone was casual, almost inviting, as if this were normal. Alex froze, heart hammering, but the door swung wider, pulling him inside before he could protest. He placed the bags on the rickety table, mumbling about payment, but his feet wouldn't move toward the exit.
On the bed, the MILF - who he assumed was Lisa, from the name on the order - locked eyes with him briefly, her full lips parting in a sultry smile. She was a vision: hourglass figure with hips that swayed hypnotically, her huge tits spilling to the sides as she arched her back. The guy climbed back onto the mattress, positioning her on all fours facing away from Alex, her ass rippling as she wiggled it invitingly. He gripped her waist and thrust his cock back into her soaked pussy with a wet squelch, starting a steady rhythm that made her body jolt forward.
Alex stood there, rooted, embarrassment flooding him as his gaze drifted to the action. Lisa's face twisted into pure ahegao bliss - eyes crossing, tongue lolling out, drool slipping from the corner of her mouth as she moaned loudly. "Fuck yes, pound me deeper! Stretch this mommy pussy!" Her voice was husky, needy, each word punctuated by the slap of skin on skin. Her ass cheeks jiggled with every impact, waves rippling across the soft flesh, her pussy lips gripping the guy's shaft visibly as he drove in balls-deep.
Heat stirred in Alex's groin despite himself. He shifted uncomfortably, but his dick betrayed him, swelling hard against his jeans. The sight of her huge breasts swinging like pendulums, nipples grazing the sheets, and that obscene expression - cheeks flushed, brows furrowed in ecstasy - pulled him in. He tried to look away, but her moans grew louder, more animalistic, echoing off the thin walls.
The guy glanced over his shoulder, noticing the bulge. "Dude, you're rock hard. Go ahead, whip it out and jerk off to her. She's a total slut - loves an audience.'
Alex's face went crimson. "N-no, I couldn't... that's not..." But his hand hovered near his zipper, the temptation gnawing at him. Lisa pushed back against the thrusts, her ass clapping louder, and let out a guttural groan that sent shivers down his spine. "Mmm, watch me get fucked, baby. I love it when strangers see how wet I get." Her words, slurred through her ahegao haze, broke his resistance.
Trembling, Alex unzipped, pulling out his throbbing cock - average, nothing like the guy's, but aching with need. He wrapped his fist around it, stroking slowly at first, eyes glued to the scene. The guy sped up, flipping Lisa onto her back for missionary, hooking her legs over his shoulders to fold her in half. Her massive tits bounced wildly as he hammered down, his cock disappearing into her clenching pussy with each plunge. Lisa's ahegao intensified - eyes rolling back, tongue flopping side to side, spit bubbling as she wailed, 'Yes! Ruin me! Fill this hot milf cunt!'
Alex pumped faster, the slick sounds and her expressions overwhelming him. Her curvy ass ground against the mattress, juices squirting out around the invading dick. The guy grunted, slamming harder, then roared as he came, burying deep and pumping ropes of cum into her. Lisa's body convulsed, her pussy milking him dry, ahegao locked in as she screamed through her orgasm.
That pushed Alex over the edge. His balls tightened, and he stroked furiously, cum erupting from his cock in thick spurts, splattering the motel carpet. He gasped, knees weak, the release mixing shame with forbidden thrill.
Everyone panted heavily in the aftermath - Lisa sprawled limp, cum leaking from her well-fucked hole; the guy catching his breath, cock still twitching; Alex tucking himself away, face hot with regret. But the guy wasn't done. He rolled Lisa onto her side, spooning her from behind, his hand kneading one of her huge breasts as he hardened again. "Round two, slut. Gonna fuck that ass this time." Lisa giggled breathlessly, spreading her cheeks invitingly.
Emboldened by the haze of his climax, Alex cleared his throat, voice barely above a whisper. "Um... that was... intense. Could I... maybe... get a turn with her? Just once?"
The room went silent. The guy paused, then burst out laughing, pulling Lisa closer. "You? Nah, man. This pussy's mine tonight. Get the fuck out before I make you." Lisa just smirked, already moaning softly as the guy's cock nudged her entrance again.
Alex bolted, door slamming behind him. Now he stood outside the motel, the cool night air hitting his flushed skin, bike propped against the wall. He was totally regretting his actions just now - what the hell had he been thinking? Asking if he could get a turn just like that - was he really sex depraved, He mounted up, pedaling away into the dark.
Alex pedaled away from the motel, the sting of rejection burning hotter than the shame of his spilled cum on the carpet. The night air whipped against his face, but it did little to cool the turmoil churning inside him - another night, another glimpse into a world where he was forever on the outside looking in, hard and wanting but never invited. His bike tires hummed over cracked pavement, the neon lights blurring into streaks as he rode harder, trying to outrun the echoes of Lisa's moans and the guy's mocking laugh.
But reality fractured without warning. One moment, he was navigating the dimly lit street; the next, a blinding light engulfed him, swallowing the motel, the bike, the regret. He tumbled onto a vast, ethereal platform of shimmering clouds and golden filigree, the air humming with an otherworldly energy that made his skin tingle. This wasn't a dream - too vivid, too real. He was in a heavenly court, an immense chamber where stars swirled in lazy orbits overhead, and the walls pulsed with cosmic veins of light. Before him stretched an impossible orgy, a symphony of flesh and power that dwarfed anything he'd witnessed before.
At the center loomed a celestial being, towering and radiant, his form a perfect fusion of divine muscle and endless virility. His skin glowed like polished marble veined with starlight, eyes burning with galaxies. But he wasn't alone - he had multiplied. Countless clones of himself, each identical in their sculpted perfection and throbbing, massive cocks, swarmed a harem of busty cosmic ladies. These women were visions of interstellar allure: curvaceous figures with skin in hues of nebula blues, fiery reds, and shimmering silvers, their enormous breasts heaving like twin moons, nipples hard as diamonds. Their asses curved out in hypnotic swells, pussies dripping with ethereal nectar that sparkled like dew on forbidden fruit. They writhed and begged, their voices a chorus of celestial moans that vibrated through Alex's bones.
The clones moved with merciless precision, claiming every inch of the harem in a frenzy of positions that bent the laws of physics. One clone hoisted a blue-skinned lady into a full nelson, her legs splayed wide as he impaled her pussy from behind, his hips snapping forward to bury his cock to the hilt. Her massive tits bounced wildly, slapping against her chest with each thrust, while her face contorted in ahegao ecstasy - eyes crossed, tongue extended in a sloppy arc, drool trailing down her chin as she screamed, "More! Great Master Split me open with your divine shaft!" Her ass cheeks rippled against his pelvis, juices squirting in arcs that lit up like shooting stars.
Nearby, another clone flipped a red-hued beauty onto her back for missionary, folding her thick thighs up to her shoulders. He plunged in deep, his balls slapping her ass as he hammered her sopping cunt, her breasts jiggling like overripe fruit. She clawed at the cloudy floor, her cosmic pussy clenching around him, milking his length as her ahegao face twisted - brows knit, mouth agape in a silent wail that erupted into guttural cries. "Lord Breed me, god! Flood my stars with your essence!" A third clone stood a silver-skinned vixen up against a pillar of light, lifting one leg high to drive into her from the side, his cock stretching her wide. Her curvy ass ground back, rippling with the force, while her free hand squeezed her own heaving tits, pinching nipples until milk-like glow seeped out.
The orgy escalated in waves. Clones paired off in doggy style chains, one cosmic lady on all fours taking a pounding while eating out another's pussy, her tongue lapping at the folds as a clone face-fucked her from the front. Gagging sounds mixed with wet slaps, cum from previous loads already leaking from stretched holes. A cluster formed a standing carry circle: clones hoisted ladies high, impaling them on rigid cocks mid-air, gravity-defying bounces making asses clap and breasts swing. One lady, sandwiched between two clones, took a double penetration - one cock ravaging her pussy, the other splitting her ass - her body quaking, ahegao locked in perpetual bliss as she squirted cosmic fluid that rained down like stardust.
Alex stood frozen at the edge, his delivery uniform absurdly out of place amid the divine debauchery. His cock, traitorous as ever, hardened instantly, straining against his pants at the sight of so much raw, unrelenting fucking. The air thickened with the musk of sex, moans layering into a hypnotic rhythm that pulled at his core. He wanted to flee, to wake up, but his feet rooted him, eyes devouring the chaos: clones rotating positions seamlessly, ladies passed between them like sacred offerings, pussies and asses filled over and over.
It seemed to last eternity - thrusts building to frenzied peaks, ladies convulsing in orgasms that lit the court in bursts of aurora light. Finally, the clones synchronized, roaring in unison as they unleashed their seed. Each drove deep into their chosen holes, cocks pulsing as thick ropes of glowing cum erupted, flooding wombs, coating tongues, dripping from chins and thighs. The ladies shuddered, bellies swelling slightly with the divine load, their ahegao expressions frozen in ultimate surrender - eyes rolled back, tongues limp, bodies limp and leaking.
Only then did the clones merge back into the singular celestial being, his form coalescing at the throne-like dais, cock still semi-erect and glistening with the harem's essence. The ladies sprawled around him, panting and sated, idly fingering cum from their overflowing pussies. The being turned his gaze to Alex, eyes piercing like twin supernovas, a faint smile curling his lips.
"Mortal wanderer...Alex was it?," he intoned, voice echoing like thunder wrapped in silk. "I have to apologize sincerely"
"What... How do you even know my name" Alex asked genuinely in shock, to which the cosmic being only laughed heartily.
Alex was confused as he shook his head "Wait you said you had to apologize?... apologize for what?"
The celestial being cleared his voice before answering "well you might not know this but NTR is an indicator of bad karma, and well it so happens that they might have been a mix up"
"Huh?"