Taken by the Dom: A Light BDSM Bad Boy Romance

by Dee, Cassandra

  “Aw fuck,” grunted Charlie. “Fuck.”

  I had to agree. The outline of her labia was so obvious, pulsing and wet. Even her clit showed, hard like a bullet, pressing against that nearly transparent fabric.

  “Keep going,” I rasped. “Show us everything you got sweet thing.”

  And the navy material inched up even further. Oh shit. Big white cheeks were revealed, lush and full, bisected in the middle by that pink thong. Her thighs were moist in between, the cream already starting to run. In fact, a heavy cunt smell filled the air, like the sweetest, most delectable steam.

  Because we were dazed. Oh yeah, we’re alphas who’ve seen everything. But this gorgeous slut had us by the short and hairies. Our mouths salivated, dongs hard and heavy. In fact, Andrew had already popped his out, the veiny length dripping to the floor.

  And the girl took things into her own hands then. Shooting a sweet smile over one shoulder, she looked at us coyly.

  “Like this, big boys?” she cooed. “Like this?”

  And reaching one hand backwards, the girl plucked her thong out of her ass, showing us everything. Oh shit, it was fantastic. Fucking fabulous. Creamy, swollen pussy, fluid already dripping from her hole. A live clit, two inches in length, standing up straight like a mini-dick. And most of all, the brownie up top. It beckoned to us, musty and so small, the pleats tight and untouched.

  Oh shit.

  Untouched.

  We had real live ass cherry for the taking, and fuck but we were gonna pop this one good.

  But I underestimated Joanie because she is one uncanny slut. Putting one hand on her left butt cheek, she pulled the flesh to the side, improving the good view. That back hole staring us like an eye, dark brown and musty. Her pink pussy lips, glistening and swollen.

  And then Joanie did it.

  The vixen came out.

  Because she wiggled her hips, baiting us with her privates.

  “Use my holes, big boys?” she cooed. “You want them? They’re yours.”

  And fuck, but we were like lions descending on our prey. We were six fucking predators on one baby deer, ripping her to shreds. Literally ripping that uniform to pieces because her clothes fell like scraps to the floor, fluttering and ragged.

  “Fuck that,” Damien rasped. “We’ll get you a new one.”

  “You can have twenty more of those,” I grunted. “No prob.”

  Because the creamy female was just too good to be true. Luscious in every way, huge boobs swayed, trailing on the coverlet. Wide hips wriggled, her behind continuing to bait us as those big cheeks jiggled. And oh shit. What she had between her legs was like a siren calling to a crew of drunken sailors.

  Come , it whispered. Sate yourself.

  Use me, it cooed. Spread your seed.

  And finally, the worst. I’m here to be fucked, her asshole seemed to beckon. Six times over.

  I couldn’t wait. We couldn’t wait. Our massive bodies were unclothed in seconds, big dongs out.

  “Oh!” gasped Joanie, eyes going wide. “Oh god!”

  Because yeah, the girl was getting sixty inches tonight. Ten inches times six adds up to five feet of hard schlong. And she was getting it up her bottom. In her mouth. Even in her pussy. Because let’s be honest. Joanie was too delectable and we weren’t gonna let something like lack of birth control stop us.

  But no girl deserves cock up her backside without a little bit of warm-up first. So Damien grabbed her chin, opening up that sweet mouth.

  “Suck,” he grunted. “It’ll go in easier in back if you have something to suck on.”

  It sounds ridiculous, but it was the truth. A lot of times, anuses relax better if the girl’s able to focus on another part of her body. And right now, that meant a cock between those sweet lips, stretching her throat open.

  “Mmmph!” the girl cried out, eyes wide with shock. “Mmmph!”

  Because Damien was feeding that snake to her relentlessly, pushing it down her small cavern.

  “Slow down asshole,” Tom grunted. “Don’t cram it in all at once, she’s small everywhere.”

  And to his credit, Damien did pull back a little, but only to increase the pressure once more, face strained as he moaned.

  “Tastes good, doesn’t it sweet thing?” he rasped, staring down into Joanie’s eyes. “Tastes real good huh?”

  The brunette couldn’t exactly answer, what with her windpipe blocked. But her eyes glazed a bit, rolling back so the whites showed. And then the girl let out a melodic “Mmmmmm” as her cunt juiced visibly.

  Oh yeah, her pussy ran harder and faster from sucking dong. She liked it. This little slut adored what was happening.

  And there was more. Much, much more.

  Because pretty soon, we were all over the female. Charlie massaged her left breast, tweaking the nipple between his fingertips. Andrew worked her right one, bending his head to suckle like a lamb. That is, a lamb who has teeth, the girl yipping a little when he bit down hard.

  “It’s all good,” he crooned, sliding one big hand over her smooth back, ending with a slap on that ass. “We’ll make you feel good sweetheart.”

  And shit, that cunt was creaming so hard now that her thighs glistened, slick and slippery under the lights. But it was perfect. Because one bright spotlight shone on the woman’s butt, highlighting that firm rump, the fleshy half-moon that was ours for the taking.

  And crouching in back of the female, Aaron pressed a kiss to her hole. Oh yeah, he sucked out some cream, mouth vacuuming from that pretty pink pussy.

  “Fuck,” he rasped, wiping at his chin. “She’s been eating well.”

  Of course. We like our girls round. We prefer girls with appetites because not only are those curves amazing to fuck, but their cream tastes good too. Sweet like nectar, ambrosia dripping down those thighs.

  And I couldn’t resist either. I, too, bent my head, positioning my mouth over her hole, sucking the cream so that it gushed down my throat. Fuck. Aaron was right. Joanie’s sample was like honey, absolutely intoxicating.

  And never one to be left out, Tom went for it next. But instead of sucking straight from her hole, he held her labia apart, gazing at her privates for a moment. Because she was beautiful inside, that interior channel pulsing and ruby red like a glistening grapefruit.

  “Fuck,” he ground out. “Fuck, little girl.”

  And motherfucker slid his tongue into her channel, coaxing the nectar out with that muscle. The girl literally bucked then, back arching it felt so good.

  “Mmmph!” she cried out. “Mmph, mmph!”

  “Keep doing whatever you’re doing,” Damien rasped from beside her head, chest and abs tight. Shit, was that asshole about to explode? But he went on. “Because her mouth just increased in suck force when you did that.”

  Oh yeah. Our baby is a whore, one who likes tongue up her pussy as her mouth gets fucked. But we were doing things a different way today. Tonight that anal cherry was getting popped. More than popped. It was getting busted six ways, big time.

  And slowly, my boys did the honors. Tom pulled his tongue out, chin and mouth shiny with girl juice. Then he teased her clit with a finger before pushing it inside.

  “Ummph!” Joanie shrieked again, back arching a little. “Ummph, ummph!”

  But things got even better. Because Aaron slipped a finger into that hot hole as well, joining Tom. It was fucking insane to see. Two massive alpha males, each with a finger stuck in her cunt, rubbing away.

  “Ummph!” she cried again, eyes closed as her pussy was fucked. “Mmmph!”

  “Faster,” Damien commanded from up above. “She loves this shit, her mouth’s got 5 g’s of suck force now.”

  “More,” rasped Andrew as he sucked a tantalizing breast. “Shit she’s so hard, this nip is like a rock in my mouth.

  Aw fuck. The brunette was so responsive. Her body adapted beautifully to having six men working her holes, making every part feel good.

  But there was more. There was a ton more.
Because her ass was untouched and I was the one set to do the honors.

  “Sweet thing,” I rasped. “You ready?”

  Joanie couldn’t exactly reply, given what was happening to her body. But I could tell she heard. Her hips jerked a little, eyes rolling back. And more sweet cream oozed from her slit, dripping all over my buddies’ fingers.

  “Oh yeah,” I rumbled, dropping a digit to catch some of that goo. “Oh yeah, this is real good.”

  Because in one smooth stroke, my hand moved up and smeared it over her asshole. The pleats contracted involuntarily, never before touched. And Joanie cried out then, jerking once more.

  “Mmph!” she mewled, still choked on Damien’s cock. “Mmmph!”

  But a little cream wasn’t enough. She needed a work out, dirty and deep.

  So popping my finger in my mouth, I pressed it once more against her anus.

  “Ready baby?” I rasped. “Ready for it?”

  And with that, the pressure began. Oh fuck, Joanie was tight. Her ring wouldn’t let me in at first, resisting, that big butt clenching up. I smoothed my finger over the tiny hole, dribbling some spit onto her back end.

  “Relax,” came my smooth voice. “Relax, sweet baby.”

  And the words helped somewhat. Because her rim unclenched a bit and I was able to get just the tip of my finger in. Not my whole finger. Just the tip. But it was enough because the toehold helped me pry that big bottom open.

  “Slow, sweet girl,” I crooned. “Let’s go real slow.”

  Of course, there was a difference between words and actions. My words preached slow. But in reality, my finger was moving pretty quick. Edging forwards once more, I buried my index finger up to the first knuckle in her bottom. Fuck. Dry like the desert and tight as fuck. Perfect.

  Pressing forwards, I slipped in to the second knuckle. Joanie jerked then, letting out a little scream.

  “Mmmph!” came her cry, eyes rolling back. “Mmph!”

  “Keep working her clit,” was my hoarse command. “Work that pussy.”

  And Tom and Aaron obliged. Their fingers pushed into that cunt like a metronome, stroking her inner channel. Shit, I could even feel their fingers rubbing against mine against Joanie’s thin vaginal wall. This was so fucking dirty, but right up Elite Air’s alley.

  Because we were gonna own this butt. We were gonna turn Joanie into a butt slut, and it was time for the big gazonga. So firmly, I pressed my finger even further until it was buried in her anus up to the last knuckle.

  “Mmmmm,” came the brunette’s helpless cry. “Mmmmm.”

  That was more like it. She was getting into it, big bottom swaying a bit, even moving in tantalizing circles.

  “Oh yeah, the female likes it,” confirmed Tom. “She’s juicing like a river now, there’s so much coming out of this sweet snatch.”

  It was true. One glance at Tom and Aaron’s digits showed glistening fingers with female cream trailing all the way down to their elbows. Shit. This was a dirty ho, a slut with a leaking cunt.

  But that’s how we like it. The girls who do best are those who love sex. Those who love giving it all up, letting us own her in every way possible. And the stream of nectar running from her cunt told me the time was right.

  Slowly, I pulled my finger from her asshole with an audible pop. She jerked a bit, eyes going wide.

  “Don’t worry,” I rasped. “We’ll get you something in there soon enough.”

  Because I straddled that big butt then. Oh yeah, with Tom and Aaron still working their fingers into her pussy, I positioned my dick at her brown hole. It wasn’t easy but I work out six days a week, and maintaining my balance wasn’t hard.

  “Relax,” I murmured soothingly. “Relax.”

  But how could Joanie relax? My dong is a monster, and it pressed insistently at that tiny brownie.

  “Relax,” I soothed again. “Breathe in deep sweetheart.”

  The girl mewled and cried out a bit, her body still worked over by my five buds. But then with a low, throaty moan, it happened. My dickhead wormed its way into that resistant anus, getting a toehold.

  “Awww fuck,” was my low growl. “Fuck fuck fuck.”

  Because she was so tight, her pleats stretching to accommodate my cockrod.

  “Slow,” I rasped again. “Real slow.”

  But Joanie is a slut because I swear, her butt was begging me for it. It swayed a little, inviting me in, and I took the opportunity. With a slide, my dick edged in further, now buried about three inches up her back end.

  “Mmmph!” she cried out. “Mmmph!”

  At that moment, Damien withdrew from her mouth.

  “Get some air,” he rasped. “I’ll take care of myself as you get some air.”

  Yeah right. That motherfucker wasn’t doing it for her, he was doing it for himself. Because he didn’t want to come in her mouth prematurely, he was saving the sperm for her butt.

  But Joanie didn’t know, and her head lolled on those sweet shoulders, expression a mix of agony and the sweetest pleasure.

  “Oh Mr. North,” she moaned, big boobies dangling. “Oh yeah.”

  Because with a small shove, she did it again. The girl really did want it, and pushed her butt back, swallowing more of my fuckshaft. Oh shit, did that really happen? Did that brown rim just take more of me inside? But it was true. By now I was about six inches in, just four more to go.

  “Good girl,” I rasped. “Good girl, show us what a butt slut you are.”

  And Joanie rose to the challenge. As my four brothers stroked her breasts and cunt, she took another deep breath and fucked her hips backwards. Aw shit, aw shit. I was balls to the wall in this ass, my entire length swallowed by a tiny female’s butthole. Aw shit. It had never felt this good.

  Because I’ve done anal with tons of females, it’s part of my arsenal. But the anal’s never been like this before. Joanie’s butthole squeezed me tight, as the girl moaned, eyes shut. And Tom and Aaron continued to work her puss down below, one finger in, the other out, in a syncopated rhythm. I could feel their digits through her thin vaginal wall, rubbing against my pole.

  “Fuck,” I gasped. “Aw fuck.”

  Because shit this was good. The underside of my cock tingled, balls already beginning to launch. Joanie moaned again, head dropping to the coverlet.

  “Take me Nick,” she whispered hoarsely. “Use my ass, it’s yours.”

  And with that, it was on. No more slow slides. No more inching in for her pleasure. I pummeled that ripe peach like it was World War Three. My shaft slid in and out, veiny and huge, skewering the girl again and again.

  “Unnnh!” she screamed, lifting her head, eyes squeezed shut. “Yes!”

  And that’s how we love our sluts. Screaming for it, begging even, as their holes get trashed. The nastiness threw me over the edge, and at that moment, her butt clamped down hard.

  “Fuck!” came my monstrous roar. “Fuck!”

  Because my seed spilled like a torrent. I sprayed that big bottom with my hot white, releasing DNA in rapid bursts.

  “Fuck fuck fuck!” came my murderous grunts. “Unnnh!”

  And oh shit, but her butt milked me like a pro. Joanie’s rectal walls squeezed and clamped all over my dick, begging me for more.

  “Yes!” she screamed again, perfect profile tipped upwards. “Yes!”

  But this wasn’t the Nick show. This was the Joanie show and there were five more alphas waiting their turn. Damien, that fuckwad, was already behind me.

  So with one last grunt, I pulled out, dick tip still spraying. And Damien was in in a second.

  “Ahhhh,” came the man’s groan. “Fuck this butt is tight.”

  Because Joanie was already beginning to milk him. She let out a slight scream when we switched places, a second cock making its entrance. But in no time, those anal muscles took over again.

  “Come in me,” she moaned. “Release your load, Mr. Dawson.”

  And Damien was too amped up to hold back. It was incredibl
e, frankly. Because we’re guys who can pump for hours. We can go at a girl again and again, using her holes until they’re sore.

  But Joanie was different. There was something about this brunette that drove us over the edge, and in no time, Damien was unleashing in her sweet bottom.

  “FUCK!” he cried. “Fuck this shit!”

  Because he could feel it too. The hot, sweet clamps of her anal walls, the repeated spasms that ran through the girl’s frame. Not to mention Aaron and Tom’s fingers, still plugging away at that sweet puss.

  But those two fuckers had had enough as well. They couldn’t wait their turns, and as Damien released, they pulled their digits out with resounding pops.

  “Shit, need to be in her,” grunted Aaron, fuckpole massive, a string of pre-cum dripping all the way from his tip to the ground.

  “Absolutely,” agreed Tom, licking at his fingers before circling them around his dong. “It’s time.”

  And as Damien withdrew, they were on it. Aaron first. He thrust that massive fuckpole in and Joanie screamed, taking her third dick in five minutes.

  “Oh god!” came her squeal, rump trembling as it was violated. “Oh god, oh god!”

  Aaron grunted, gripping those fleshy hips with broad, strong fingers.

  “Shit she’s filled with cum,” he groaned. “I can feel it sloshing around inside.”

  But that’s the thing. We don’t mind dipping our fucksticks into the same well. In fact, I like it that way. I like knowing that a woman’s got a mix of sperm inside because she’s a nasty ho who’s doing guys one after another. It’s fucking amazing, the way they can stretch.

  And Aaron clearly enjoyed it as well. Eyes closed, harsh streaks decorating his cheekbones, he pushed into her a couple times, that big shaft gleaming on every backstroke.

  “Fuck,” he grunted. “Fuck fuck.”

  And within minutes, he’d burst as well, releasing the third deposit of sperm into her body.

  “Ohhhhh,” was Joanie’s breathless moan. “Oh god.”

  I didn’t blame her. She’d taken thirty inches already, that ass cherry popped so good. But there were still thirty to go.