Page 84 of Pucking the Team

“I’ve got you, baby,” he says. Then with one powerful thrust, he’s inside me to the hilt, stretching and filling me so perfectly.

I cry out in ecstasy as he starts to move, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. He sets a hard, deep pace, the sounds of our bodies slapping together echoing through the hotel room.

“Fuck, she’s so wet,” Slade grunts, gripping my hips as he pounds into me relentlessly.

I can only moan and writhe beneath him, lost in the exquisite pleasure of being so thoroughly claimed. With my hands still bound above my head, I’m completely at his mercy as he uses my body for his pleasure.

“Not going to last long,” Slade warns through gritted teeth. “She feels too fucking good.”

“Don’t hold back,” Alex encourages from beside us. “Fill her up. Give her what she needs.”

Slade’s thrusts grow erratic, his fingers digging into my hips. With a guttural groan, he slams into me one final time and stills, his cock pulsing as he empties himself deep inside me. I whine in frustration, still not at climax myself.

Slade pulls out of me with a filthy squelch, and I feel his release start to trickle out of me. But there’s no respite as Lukas eagerly takes his place between my thighs.

“My turn to fill this greedy little pussy,” he says with a wicked grin. Lukas thrusts into me with one hard stroke, groaning at the feeling of Slade’s release easing the way. “Fuck, you feel incredible. All sloppy and full of Slade’s seed.”

I can only keen and writhe as he starts hammering into me, his cock plunging through the mess of arousal and cum. The feeling of being used like this, passed between them and filled with their seed, has me on the edge embarrassingly fast.

“I’m close,” I whimper.

Lukas’s cock pummels into me as he chases his own release. “Don’t you dare come,” he warns, his voice rough with exertion. “Not until I fill this pussy up too.”

I bite my lip, my inner muscles clenching down hard around him as I fight against my impending orgasm. But it’s nearly impossible with the way he’s hitting that perfect spot inside me with every ruthless thrust.

“Oh god, oh fuck, I’m going to—” I babble incoherently, my body tensing and shaking.

Alex growls and reaches in between us to pinch my nipple. The sudden pain makes me yelp and recoil from the edge. “What did I say? You come when we allow it and not before.”

Tears leak from my eyes at the harsh denial, my pussy throbbing with desperation.

With a few more forceful thrusts, Lukas stiffens above me, burying himself to the hilt as he finds his own release. I feel another hot rush of fluid fill me up as he groans and pulses inside my fluttering walls.

“Fuck,” he pants, rocking through the aftershocks. “Two cocks already in this greedy cunt, and she’s still begging for more, aren’t you baby?”

“Please,” I whimper desperately, too far gone to feel any shame. “I need to come so badly. I’ll do anything.”

Lukas pulls out, and more of their combined release trickles out. I’m an absolute mess, my inner thighs coated in the evidence of their pleasure. But I’m still wound so tightly, hovering on the knife’s edge of climax.

Alex steps up next, his thick cock jutting out proudly. “Look at you, Emma. Dripping wet and filled with their cum, but still so desperate for more,” he says in a low voice, trailing his fingers through the mess on my thighs. “I’m going to give you what you need, sweetheart.”

Without preamble, Alex notches the broad head of his cock against my slick entrance and pushes in to the hilt with a guttural groan. I moan, my oversensitive walls stretching deliciously around his thick girth.

He doesn’t give me any time to adjust before he starts moving, setting a deep, punishing rhythm.

I can only sob and writhe as Alex fucks me hard and fast, his pelvis slamming against my clit with every forceful thrust.

“That’s it, take my cock,” Alex grunts, gripping my hips tightly as he pounds into me. “Such a good little slut, so desperate to be filled.”

Tears stream down my face as I teeter on the brink, my body trembling and clenching around Alex’s relentless cock. The mix of pleasure and denial is exquisite torture. I’m mindless with need, reduced to nothing but desperate pleas.

“Please, please let me come!” I wail brokenly.

“No,” Alex taunts, not letting up his punishing pace for a second. His fingers dig into my hips hard enough to leave bruises as he uses me roughly. “You’re going to save your orgasm for Thompson, remember?”

I’m delirious, the only thoughts in my head centered on the unbearable ache between my legs.

“Please, I can’t take anymore,” I sob, my entire body quivering as I fight the overwhelming urge to let go. “I need to come!”

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