Read Novel Full Chapter 972: Bold Maid Stella
Chapter 972: Bold Maid Stella
I roared — hips bucking up hard — and exploded inside her.
Hot, thick ropes of cum blasted straight against her womb — forceful, endless jets flooding her depths, painting her inner walls white as her pussy milked me greedily. Spurt after spurt erupted — my balls pulsing, shaft throbbing violently inside her — filling her until I could feel the excess leaking out around my base, running down my balls in warm, creamy rivulets.
"Fuuuuck—Sofia—taking it all—your cunt—sucking my load—milking every drop—aaah—shit—your womb—drinking it—hot—thick—filling you up—gonna breed you—gonna knock you up—!"
Sofia threw her head back — moaning long and filthy — her own hips rolling in slow, greedy circles as she rode out my orgasm.
"Yes—yes—cum inside me—flood my womb—give me your hot load—aaah—feel it splashing—deep—so deep—my cervix—kissing your head—sucking it in—nnh—fill me—breed your nurse slut—make my belly swell with your baby—fuck—yes—more—keep spurting—!"
Her pussy clenched rhythmically around me — walls rippling, milking every last pulse — until my cock finally stopped erupting, spent but still twitching inside her cum-stuffed heat.
When she finally lifted off — slow, deliberate — a thick, creamy waterfall of my semen poured out of her shaved pussy — white and viscous — running down her thighs, dripping onto my lap, pooling on the couch beneath us.
Sofia looked down at the mess — then up at me — with a satisfied, filthy smile.
"All better now, husband...?" she purred, scooping a thick glob of cum from her leaking cunt and bringing it to her lips. "No mess inside Freya... all of it safely in me... where it belongs..."
Freya — still held up by Julie and Jessica — whimpered at the sight.
"So jealous..." she panted. "I want it inside me too... next time... when the baby’s out... fill my hairy pussy... breed me again..."
Julie laughed softly — licking a stray drop of cum from Freya’s nipple.
"Soon, pregnant slut. Soon."
Stella stepped forward from the shadows of the room, her maid uniform already hiked up around her hips before anyone could blink.
The classic black-and-white outfit — short frilled skirt, white apron, thigh-high stockings — looked obscene the way she wore it now: skirt bunched at her waist like a belt, black lace panties yanked to the side, exposing her smooth, pale ass cheeks and the tight, pink pucker of her asshole winking between them.
She didn’t ask. She simply straddled my lap in reverse — facing away — and reached back with both hands to spread her firm ass cheeks wide open.
"Master..." she purred, voice low and needy, "I’ve been aching for this since you left... my asshole hasn’t been filled in weeks... please... use your maid’s dirty hole... stretch it... ruin it... make me your anal whore again..."
Before I could answer, she lowered herself — guiding the swollen, cum-slick head of my cock right against her puckered ring. The tip kissed her tight entrance — hot, twitching — and she pushed down hard.
The head popped past her resistant sphincter with a wet, audible schlup — stretching her asshole wide around the thick ridge.
Stella threw her head back and screamed — raw, filthy, shameless.
"AAHHH—FUCK—MASTER—! Your fat cockhead—splitting my asshole—nnh—so thick—burning me open—oh god—deeper—ram it in—fill your maid’s shithole—!"
I groaned — loud, guttural — as her scorching, velvety ass swallowed inch after inch. Her ring gripped me like a fist — tight, rippling, spasming around every vein as she sank lower until her ass cheeks rested flush against my thighs, my entire length buried balls-deep in her guts.
"Fuuuuck—Stella—your asshole’s choking my cock—so hot—so tight—milking me like a greedy little cumdump—feel that? My balls pressed against your cheeks—my head’s so deep in your bowels—gonna rearrange your guts—!"
She started riding immediately — lifting and dropping her ass in hard, sloppy bounces — each downward slam making her cheeks jiggle and slap against my hips with wet plap-plap-plap sounds. Her asshole dragged along my shaft on the upstroke — clinging, stretching, refusing to let go — then swallowed me whole again on the way down.
"YES—fuck my dirty maid asshole—slam it—stretch it—oh god—your cock’s so thick—making my hole gape—nnh—feel how loose you’re leaving me?—gonna be ruined for days—aaah—harder—pound your maid’s shithole—make it prolapse—make me your anal cumrag—!"
Margaret — already naked, kneeling beside us — leaned in closer. Her small, perky tits hung forward, inverted nipples flat and shy against her areolas, begging to be teased.
I reached out — grabbed one breast hard — and pinched the soft, inverted nipple between thumb and forefinger, rolling it until it stiffened and popped outward into a hard little peak.
Margaret gasped — high and needy — arching into my touch.
"Master—! My nipples—aaah—they’re so sensitive—pinch them—pull them—make them stand out—nnh—yes—like that—turn them into hard little sluts—"
I leaned over — tongue flicking out — and dragged it once across her tight, puckered asshole — tasting the faint musk of her skin.
Margaret jolted — thighs shaking.
"Aaah—Master—your tongue—on my asshole—licking my dirty hole—oh fuck—push inside—tongue-fuck my ass while Stella rides your cock—nnh—yes—deeper—lap at my shithole—make it wet—make it twitch—!"
I plunged my tongue into her tight ring — swirling, thrusting — while my free hand kept pinching and twisting her now-erect nipples, pulling them long and cruel until she sobbed with pleasure.
Stella — still bouncing on my cock — looked back over her shoulder, eyes dark with lust.
"Fuck—look at Margaret—her asshole getting tongue-fucked while I ride you—nnh—her nipples—pulled so hard—look how red they are—Master’s marking her—aaah—my ass—gaping around your cock—feel how loose I’m getting?—gonna cum—gonna cum with your dick buried in my shithole—!"
I groaned louder — hips bucking up to meet Stella’s downward slams — balls slapping wetly against her cheeks.
"Shit—Stella—your asshole’s milking me so fucking hard—gripping every inch—squeezing my cum right out—aaah—Margaret—your ass tastes so dirty—so hot—clenching on my tongue—fuck—gonna fill Stella’s guts—gonna flood her shithole—then pull out and paint your tits—your face—your ass—!"
Margaret sobbed — nipples throbbing in my fingers, asshole fluttering around my tongue.
"Yes—please—cum in Stella—then cum on me—mark me—paint your maid with your load—aaah—my nipples—hurting so good—my ass—tongue-fucked—gonna cum—gonna squirt from my ass being licked—!"
Stella slammed down one last time — burying me to the hilt — and screamed.
"FUUUCK—cumming—your cock—deep in my asshole—stretching me—filling me—aaah—cum—cum inside my shithole—flood my guts—breed my ass—nnh—yes—yes—!"
I roared — hips bucking — and erupted.
Hot, thick ropes blasted deep into her bowels — forceful jets painting her insides white, filling her until cum leaked out around my shaft in creamy bubbles, running down my balls and dripping onto the floor.
"Take it—take my load in your filthy maid asshole—aaah—fuck—squeezing me—milking every drop—gonna leave you gaping and leaking—my cum dripping from your ruined shithole—!"
Margaret came at the same moment — asshole spasming around my tongue, nipples throbbing in my fingers — squirting hard from her untouched pussy, soaking the sheets beneath us.
When the last pulse finally faded, Stella lifted off slowly — my cock slipping free with a wet pop — her asshole gaping open, red and ruined, thick white cum bubbling out and running down her thighs in obscene streams.
She collapsed beside me — panting, trembling — ass still twitching.
Margaret — nipples red and marked, asshole slick from my tongue — leaned over and kissed me deeply — tasting her own musk on my lips.