Page 62 of Ace of Spades

“Fill me,” I whispered to him. “Fuck me.”

Hot, wet, thickness spread me so wide that it burned, the size of his cock overwhelming me as he pushed inch by inch towards my core. His cock was bigger than anything I had ever felt before and it filled me up completely, pushing and stretching me in delicious ways. I winced in pain, then in pleasure as the ridges on his shaft massaged my G spot.

“Oh, fuck! I’m gonna come!” I groaned. “I’m not ready!”

“I say you’re ready,” he grinned, thrusting deeper, harder. The knobs and ridges stretched me wider and filled me until I thought I might burst.

I lifted my head to watch his giant monster cock fuck my pussy, and I gulped in disbelief.

He was only halfway inside.

With each stroke, every heated plunge of his body, it sent me higher and higher until I couldn't take anymore. Being stretched, getting fucked, the ridges massaging even harder, faster, hotter—it was all too much. I spiraled into a mind-shattering orgasm that shook my entire being.

I cried out into the night, gulping lungfuls of air as ecstasy washed over me in thick, heavy waves.

“Ohhh, very good, Alice,” crooned Hatter from behind me. “Let’s see if you can do that again...this time with his entire length inside you.”

I shook my head.

“There’s no way...” I panted. “I’m not ready.”

“I say you’re ready,” Chess replied, flexing his cock inside me.

The mushroom vibrated underneath us, pushing up behind Chess. He grasped my hips and lifted me up until we were sitting in a cushioned chair made of the firm, yet squishy mushroom cap.

I was straddled on top of him at a slightly reclined angle, giving me a perfect view of his rippling abs. His body was like hot skin stretched over hard steel. I let my eyes wash over his perfection, thinking he couldn’t get any better.

Then, he did.

Above the neck of his cock, an eruption of bumps and ridges broke out, perfectly placed like a little runway for me to rub my clit against.

My eyes widened.

With a satisfied grin, Chess reached down and wiped up some of the juice that I’d leaked all down his shaft. Then he spread it over the textured flesh, turning it into a nubby slip & slide for my clit.

“Ohhhh....” I gasped. Was that meant for what I thought it was?

Yes. Yes it was.

I want.

Ineed.

“You wanted to fuck me?” he asked, grinning as he lifted a black brow at me. “Then fuck me.”

I tossed my hair and grasped his shoulders with renewed determination. Come hell or high water, I was going to work his dick all the way in so I could feel that sensation on my clit.

Chess rested his hands on my hips, guiding me down, pulling me closer to him. It burned and stung, but the ridges on his shaft soothed the pain just enough to make me keep going. I shuddered in pleasure as I felt more of his thick, ridged demon cock work its way deeper inside me.

The nubs and ridges above his cock were calling to my clit, begging me to rub myself against them. I was desperate to do just that, so I leaned back a little and started to bounce up and down on him, faster and faster. My clit started to swell in anticipation.

I felt those bumps and ridges getting closer.

Closer.

And then I felt them dancing all over my clit.

Just a whisper at first.

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