Across the room, Jasmine was in her prime.
Her body—glistening with sweat, cum, and unrelenting lust—was a thing of pure decadence. She was on all fours, her ass in the air, tits swinging beneath her as one thick cock pounded into her pussy from behind. Her moans echoed through the room, hungry and filthy, and her eyes flicked up toward the man standing in front of her, stroking his cock.
“Feed me,” she begged, voice low and wrecked, “I want your cum in my mouth.”
He didn’t make her wait. She opened wide, her tongue out, and he groaned as he came, hot spurts splashing across her tongue, her lips, her cheek. She swallowed some, the rest dripping from her chin. She licked at the corners of her mouth, eyes wild with need.
Behind her, the man groaned, his cock jerking deep inside her. She moaned in response, her pussy clenching as he filled her, the warm flood of cum spilling out and trickling down her thighs. Before he could even pull out completely, another man stepped in to take his place.
Jasmine didn’t hesitate. She reached back, spread herself open, and whispered, “Breed me. Fill me again. I want to be dripping with all of you.”
The new man growled as he gripped her hips and plunged into her already soaked pussy. Jasmine cried out, head thrown back, her eyes rolling as she felt her body stretch to accommodate him. He fucked her hard, rough, deep—his balls slapping her clit with every thrust.
Beneath her, a man slid into place and lifted his cock toward her lips. Jasmine looked down at him with pure filth in her eyes. “Fuck my face. I want to taste you while I’m being used.”
He obliged, sliding into her mouth with one thrust, her lips sealing around him, tongue swirling as she moaned onto his shaft. Her body trembled between the two men using her like a perfect, obedient toy.
Another man stepped forward, jerking his cock, watching her cum-filled pussy get pounded and her mouth stretched around thick cock. Jasmine reached for him blindly, her hand wrapping around his shaft. She stroked him fast, desperate, saliva leaking from the corners of her mouth.
He came with a grunt, thick ropes spurting across her face, marking her forehead, cheeks, and hair. She whimpered through it, loving the mess, loving being their plaything.
The man in her mouth tensed and came next, pulsing down her throat. She swallowed him greedily, eyes watering, still bucking back on the cock buried deep in her cunt.
The man fucking her came moments later, groaning as he pumped another load inside her. She cried out as she felt it, her pussy overflowing, dripping with cum, her body shaking with pleasure.
Still, she didn’t stop.
She turned, hands gripping the next man’s thighs, looking up at him with wide, needy eyes. “Please,” she whispered, lips swollen and glistening. “I need to be bred again. I want every hole used. I want to be a fucking mess for you.”
On the bed, Zoe was a masterpiece of decadence.
Flat on her back, her legs wrapped tightly around the man thrusting into her pussy, she moaned loudly, her body moving with his. Her tits bounced with each thrust, already coated in streaks of cum. Her lips were wrapped around another cock, sucking hard, her eyes locked onto his with hunger and fire.
To either side, she had her hands wrapped around two more cocks, stroking them with perfect rhythm—slick, fast, greedy.
The man inside her came first. He buried himself deep, groaning as he filled her with his release. Zoe cried out around the cock in her mouth, loving the warmth, the stretch, the pulse of it spilling inside her.
The one in her mouth tensed seconds later, jerking slightly as he came. Zoe sucked harder, swallowing every drop as his cock twitched between her lips.
The two in her hands followed. The one on her left spurted across her chest, thick globs of cum painting her collarbone, dripping between her tits. The one on her right pulsed across her neck and jaw, his seed dripping from her chin and running down her throat.
She didn’t stop.
As they backed away, satisfied, she pulled another man between her legs, her pussy still hungry, still slick and aching. He slipped in easily, groaning at the heat and tightness as Zoe locked her ankles around his waist.
Her hands reached out again, wrapping around two fresh cocks. One she pulled close to her face, the other she stroked lazily as she fucked herself back against the man inside her.
He came hard, moaning her name, filling her a second time. She arched off the bed, panting, dripping from between her legs as more cum leaked out.
The cock she stroked erupted next—shooting hot, sticky ribbons across her belly and hips. She turned her head to the one beside her, tongue out, catching his release as he groaned, painting her lips and cheek with his final spurts.
Zoe lay back, body twitching, her face, tits, and pussy soaked in cum. Her mouth hung open, tongue out, eyes glassy and satisfied.
A hush settled over the room.
The men, panting and drained, collapsed onto couches and carpet, cocks twitching, bodies glistening. Some covered in their own sweat, others still slick with the women’s juices.
Zoe and Jasmine crawled toward each other across the bed, bodies aching, drenched in semen and sex.
They collapsed into a messy, sticky heap, laughing, breathless.
Zoe wiped a streak of cum from Jasmine’s cheek and sucked it off her finger with a grin. “You look like you’ve been baptized in cock.”
“I have,” Jasmine whispered, eyes fluttering. “And I want to do it again.”
Zoe’s stomach growled loudly.
Jasmine blinked, then snorted. “Did you just cum five times and still have room for food?”
“I’m a slut,” Zoe grinned, rolling off the bed. “Not a robot.”
Jasmine licked her lips. “So am I.”
