Chapter 87: Fucking them until they Pass Out (R-18)
The apartment was heated, the dim glow from the room lamp spilling into my bedroom, casting flickering shadows across the walls and cluttered desk.
My bed creaked under the weight of three bodies, the dark blue bed twisted beneath us, the springs groaning with every movement.
"Ahh..yeahh..ahh.."
Raya and Kalina were sprawled across the mattress, naked. I was done with their games, their lies, their drama, and now I was in control, fucking them until they couldn’t speak, couldn’t pull me into any more chaos, my anger and exhaustion driving every thrust.
I knelt behind Kalina, her body arched on all fours like a dog being fucked. Her skin wet with sweat as I gripped her ass, my hands firm, slamming my cock into her hole from behind. *Slap. Slap.*
The sound of my hips against her echoed, sharp and relentless, the bed rocking with the force. "Ahh... ahh... ahh... aa... a... ahh..." Kalina moaned, her voice fast and desperate, breaking with every thrust, her dark hair swaying, her hands clutching the sheets on Raya’s side as she trembled beneath me.
"Arghh... enjoy it now," I groaned, my voice rough, my dick driving deeper, my fingers digging into her ass cheeks. "You wanted it, right? Huh?" My words were sharp, laced with the irritation that had built all night—the brothel, the subway fight, their fake apologies—pouring out as I slammed my dick into her, the heat of her pussy pulling me in.
"Ahh... yeahh, b-but...ahh fuck.. I’m gonna cum... ahh..." Kalina gasped, her eyes squeezing shut, her body pressed against Raya’s beneath her, her moans climbing higher, more frantic.
Raya, laid on her back, grinned up at Kalina, her hands cupping Kalina’s sweaty cheeks, her red-painted nails framing her moaning face. "Damn, he’s going all out on you," she said. She tilted Kalina’s face toward her, brushing a strand of hair away. "Awe, my baby," she murmured, leaning up to kiss her, their lips meeting in a soft, heated press, Kalina’s moans muffled against Raya’s mouth.