Page 10 of Quickies

“Come here.”

Then he was back. He grabbed me by my hips and hauled me to the edge of the desk, and the next second, I was full of cock again.

I sagged with relief, my arms around his neck.

He fucked me deep, and the ecstatic feeling in my core grew, every thrust driving me higher and higher. His cockhead was hitting the best spot.

“Thank you, sir. Thank you…”

He laughed, then growled. His fingers dug into my ass cheeks. The next thrust made me come. I sobbed into the crook of his neck.

His cockhead hit the mouth of my womb, and the pleasure it caused was devastating.

Harder. Harder.Harder.

I was drowning in sensations, helpless with ecstasy. Wails I couldn’t control tore from my throat.

A sudden sting of pain made me gasp.

I’d felt that once before. A long time ago. It wasn’t possible! It was only my first heat wave. I couldn’t be open already…

Another vicious thrust.

The pain burst from my core, making me cry out.

“Fuck yes!” Mr. Toral roared. “Fucking hell to the yeah!”

Before I could panic, pure bliss wiped out any discomfort. He pushed through the channel to my womb.

I arched in his arms, my body angling itself so I could take him even deeper. Instinct drove me as I flattened my hands on the desk behind me and pushed against him just as he thrust hard into me, pulling me onto his cock with his hands on my hips.

“I’ll fucking knock you up!”

He’d pierced the mouth to my womb, and there was no going back. My body craved this. Any rational thoughts were wiped from my mind, and I basked in the amazing climax.

He’s breeding me.

I felt it. His cum.

The most delightful, most delicious feeling engulfed my middle.

Mr. Toral’s cock swelled at the base, locking me to him. His cockhead sat firmly lodged in the entrance to my open womb, and his cum poured into it, causing the most euphoric orgasm of my life.

Pulse after pulse, he filled me, animalistic groans pouring out of his throat among a barrage of curses and filth.

“Ripe for my cum,” he rasped. “You need it deep and thorough, huh? Yes, you do. So eager to get your womb bred. I’ll give you more.”

Unseeing, I sank onto the desk, first onto my elbows, then flat on my back. He thrust with his knot, his cockhead stirring my womb, and the climax rose again. I moaned, my eyes rolling into my head.

He stroked my stomach with a hot palm.

“Such a pretty little belly. But we’ll make it big. Fuck, Nico. Your womb’s milking my dick. Fuck!”

With gentle thrusts, he fed my climax. His cock jerked again. And again.

He bent over me, his hot breath tickling my cheek.

“I hope you’re not on contraceptives.”

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