Page 41 of The Naughtier List


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My breath hitches, so does my heart, as he keeps on going, nice and slow, and the first barbell catches as it slips inside.

The smirk on his face is immense as he watches his cock slowly disappearing inside me and I gasp as each barbell catches until he’s buried deep.

“Fuck,” he says when I clench around him.

“Fuck me,” I reply, and he does, slowly pulling back, my pussy singing with each catching barbell.

“God yes,” I say and he picks up the pace.

It’s a burn, a stretch, it’s the weirdest feeling ever as those barbells work me into a frenzy, but it’s crazy fucking good.

“Ready to take it hardcore?” he asks, pulling almost all the way out.

“I’ve never been more ready in my life,” I tell him and he plunges inside me in one – all six barbells embedded deep in my pussy before he pistons his hips like a demon and the groans and moans come shuddering out of me. I’m sore, but I don’t give a shit, just urge him on with whimpers and curses, daring to push back at him with every thrust.

He’s going to make me come like this so easily… I’m almost there. Almost there. Almost fucking there.

Until he pulls out. Bastard.

“Tit for tat, remember?” he says, and I groan, fisting my hands. “This was only a warmup for your ass. Nothing more than a taster.”

“Josh!” I whine, but he shakes his head.

“Don’t even try it. Now, up on all fours and brace yourself.”

I do as I’m told. My face is against the rug as I reach back and spread my ass cheeks. It can hurt as much as it hurts, I don’t care.

Or that’s what I think until he pushes the head of his dick inside me…

“Owww! FUCK!”

“Take it,” he says. “I know full well what you’re capable of.”

He doesn’t let me squirm and wriggle, just takes hold of my hips as he pushes his way in, one glorious barbell at a time. The stretch is almost unbearable.

Almost.

“Fucking sweet,” he says as the last barbell pops inside me and he pushes deep, flesh against flesh.

“Try to push me out,” he says.

I try. I bear down and try but it’s impossible.

“Fucking hell that’s nice and tight,” he says. “Now relax.”

I gladly try that, too, but it’s hurting, the stretch. He nudges his cock back and forth a little and I feel it, the barbells inside me, tugging at me.

Christ!

“That’s it,” he says, “get used to the ride.”

Jesus, it hurts when he starts thrusting. It burns like my ass is on fire, stinging like a bitch all the way inside me. Then something catches. Something tugs, and twists, and Josh’s cock starts to feel wet. Wet and clammy…

“You really are tearing me, aren’t you?” I say when he picks up the pace.

“Does it make a difference if I am? Do you want me to stop?”

I shake my head, all sensibility long gone.

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