CHAPTER 42: CHAPTER 42

I pressed forward slowly, grinding the head into her. She gasped, shuddering violently, her nails scraping Tom’s back. Still, her hole wouldn’t give.

"Shit..." I hissed, rocking my hips, trying to ease in. "You’re too tight. Should I stop?"

Kim whimpered, eyes rolling back. "N-no... don’t stop."

Her ass clenched again, rejecting me, but her words poured out like gasoline on fire. "God... it’s so big. Tom, he’s stretching me with just the tip. You couldn’t even handle me when I spread my legs, and now Evan’s cock is battering at my ass and I’m dripping for it. What kind of man are you?"

I grunted, pulling back, then pressing forward harder. Still no luck. Her moans turned desperate, her body straining.

"Fuck," I growled. "You’re fighting me."

"Don’t stop," she pleaded, her voice breaking. "Please, Evan, don’t you dare stop. Push harder. Make me open for you. I don’t care if it hurts. I want to cum on your cock while Tom cries under me."

I slid my fingers back into her mouth, this time shoving them deeper. She gagged, drool spilling down her chin as she moaned around them. When I pulled out, strings of spit clung to her lips. I wiped the mess over my shaft again, making it slick, coating her tighter hole until it glistened.

"Alright," I said darkly. "Last try. You better pray you can take me."

I grabbed her hips hard, angled myself, and pushed with more force. Her body tensed, a sharp cry tearing from her throat as the ring stretched painfully slow. Then—suddenly—it gave. The tip of my cock popped past the tight entrance, buried just inside her ass.

Kim’s scream was raw, high-pitched, almost delirious. "Ohhh my god—it’s in! Tom, do you hear me?! Evan’s cock is in my ass! You never had the balls, and now he’s breaking me open while I’m lying on top of you!"

Her entire body shivered violently, sweat dripping down her skin, her nails clawing Tom’s back like she was carving the truth into him.

I held still, savoring the feeling of her tightness gripping just my tip. "There we go," I muttered, voice low, dangerous. "You’re mine now."

Her scream tore through the room, sharp and guttural, but her face told a different story—pure bliss, like she couldn’t believe it was finally happening. My cockhead sat buried just past her ring, snug inside the tightest vice I’d ever felt.

I gritted my teeth, both hands gripping her hips, holding her steady as I made slow, grinding circles, testing the fit, letting her ass adjust inch by inch. Her walls fluttered helplessly, squeezing down around me like she was trying to push me out even as her body begged me to stay.

"Fuck," I hissed, sweat dripping down my temple. "You’re killing me in there. My cock’s gonna snap in half with how tight you are."

Kim’s nails dug into Tom’s waist so hard her boyfriend flinched. She gasped, back arched, her whole body trembling like a live wire. "It’s so big... oh god, Tom, he’s splitting me in half. You couldn’t even stretch me with two fingers back there, and now Evan’s just—" her voice cracked into a desperate moan, "—he just forced his cock inside like I was nothing."

Tom groaned into the gag, his muffled voice pitiful. His blindfold hid his eyes, but the way his shoulders tensed under Kim’s hands gave him away—rage, jealousy, and shame all fighting inside him. Kim laughed breathlessly, cruel and vicious, grinding herself against my cock as if to rub the betrayal in deeper.

"Hear that?" she taunted, looking down at his helpless body. "He can’t even speak. My ass is being wrecked by another man while he just lies there. Pathetic little boyfriend, can’t do a thing about it."

I pulled back an inch, feeling the suction of her hole clinging desperately to my shaft, then pushed back in with slow, steady force. Her ass stretched around me more, her ring fighting and giving in at the same time. She shivered violently, head tilting back, sweat running down her throat in rivulets.

"G-go slow," she whimpered, voice ragged. "I’ll... I’ll break otherwise."

"Break for me," I growled, slapping her ass with a sharp crack that echoed in the small room. The impact left a red handprint blooming across her pale skin, and she cried out, the sound caught between pain and lust.

I withdrew halfway, then shoved back in deeper, gritting my teeth as her ass swallowed more of me. Every inch felt like a struggle, like plowing through the tightest, hottest glove in the world. Her pussy was dripping freely, wetness running down her thighs and onto Tom’s back, soaking his shirt as if marking him with her infidelity.

"Ohhh fuck," Kim sobbed, her nails leaving scratches down her boyfriend’s shoulders. "I’m being used like a toy. Tom—your girlfriend’s ass belongs to another man now. He’s bigger, meaner, and I love it."

Her words lit me up, stoking the savage fire burning inside my gut. I drove in harder, testing the limits of her body, making her stretch open fully around me. The oil and spit made it possible, but it was still a brutal fight every thrust, her walls gripping me like a vice that didn’t want to let go.

"You’re... in all the way," she cried suddenly, her eyes rolling back as her mouth dropped open. "My ass is full of you—oh fuck, I’m gonna cum already—"

Her entire body convulsed, a violent shudder that made her tits bounce, her back bow, her hole clamping down so tight I almost blew right there. She shrieked into her own palm, trying to stifle the sound but failing, cumming hard on my cock while still impaled.

Beneath her, Tom squirmed and groaned. His body betrayed him—his cock straining against his jeans, hard and small, tenting the fabric in a pathetic bulge. He bucked helplessly as his girlfriend came on another man’s cock, and Kim noticed.

"Look at you," she moaned breathlessly, grinding against me as her orgasm shook through her. "Even gagged, you’re leaking pre-cum like a bitch. My boyfriend’s cock is tiny and throbbing, while Evan’s splitting my ass wide open and making me cum."

Her hole kept clenching and releasing, rippling around me with aftershocks of her climax, and the sensation nearly ripped a groan from my chest.

"That’s two?" I snarled into her ear, grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking her head back. "Was it two? Or three already? You just came from anal on my cock. Tell your boyfriend how fucking good it feels."

Her scream rang in my ears, sharp as hell, but her face was nothing but rapture. Eyes wide, lips trembling, sweat dripping down her flushed cheeks. She was gone—blissed out, wrecked, high on me. My cock sat buried to the hilt in her ass, her hole stretched wide, trembling around me like it was trying to keep me inside forever.

Oh, thank you oil!

Kim’s voice cracked as she cried out, loud enough for the neighbors to hear. "It’s—ahhh—it’s unreal! Tom, do you hear me? His cock’s destroying my ass, and I can’t stop shaking."

Tom’s muffled groans filled the room, desperate and pathetic through the gag. His body shifted on the carpet, ropes biting into his wrists. He couldn’t even move—just squirm, humiliated, while his girlfriend’s ass got split open by someone else.

I chuckled darkly, tightening my grip in Kim’s hair, bending her head back until her throat arched. "That’s right. Let him know. Let him hear every filthy word while he drools behind that gag."

Her voice shook, but she didn’t hold back. "You’ll never match him, Tom. Never. He’s splitting me in half and I love it. My body doesn’t even remember your little dick—it only wants his now!"

Her hole fluttered around me, spasming with every word. It felt like her body was trying to suck me deeper, drag me into her guts, claim me the same way she was claiming me out loud.

I slammed into her harder, the ’bedframe’ moaning under us, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the air. Every thrust made her yelp. Sweat rolled off both of us, dripping onto Tom’s back below.

I leaned close to her ear, my voice low and cruel. "He can’t even touch you. Can’t see. Can’t kiss. Can’t fuck. You’re right here—screaming, dripping, shaking—and he’s just a tied-up piece of furniture under us."

She sobbed and laughed at once, delirious. "Yes! Yes, god! He’s worthless. Just a warm body under me while you—ohhh fuck—while you make me cum over and over!"

I reached around, shoving three fingers between her soaked lips and mashing them against her swollen clit. She jolted like she’d been electrocuted, her whole body locking up. Her pussy gushed instantly, spraying her juices down her thighs, some of it splattering onto Tom’s shirt beneath her.

"Number three, or four?" I hissed in her ear as she screamed through another orgasm. "You’re cumming on my cock while your boyfriend gets soaked in your mess. You’re his girlfriend—but you’re my whore now."