"You're so hot, Olivia," David said, his voice heavy with awe. Olivia's body was the sexiest he'd ever seen, each woman in his game is special, either perfect or close to it.
Olivia, caught in a wave of desire, kissed David gently. "You're pretty good, too. Your dick is huge."
When lust took over, embarrassment vanished. Women could say the dirtiest things without caring.
David pushed Olivia onto the hospital bed, opening her long legs. Her almost three-foot legs were pale, smooth, and nicely curved, not skinny. They looked amazing and felt soft under his hands.
Under her golden pubic hair, Olivia's red labia spread a bit, showing wet, pink flesh. Her clit quivered, ready for action.
Olivia, fearless and bold, grabbed David's thick cock, guiding it to her pussy. She rubbed the hard tip against her clit a few times, her lips parting with a look of pure pleasure. "It's so hard. I want it. Fuck me, big guy," she said, nudging his butt with her foot.
David pushed in, his cockhead slipping inside. Just an inch in, her pussy squeezed him tight, wet and warm, almost making him cum. He bit his tongue to hold back and slid deeper. Her wetness made it smooth.
"Damn, you're tight," he growled.
"Ouch! It's too big! Slow down!" Olivia yelped, her pussy gripping hard. It only felt better for David. She didn't expect him to be so huge, stretching her wide. The pain turned to a buzzing pleasure, like sparks shooting through her.
Her mouth opened, tongue out, nails scratching David's arms. She'd never felt this good before.
Seeing Olivia's red face, her lips tight with pain and joy, David's heart raced. * This is too good * he thought. He thrust hard, shoving his whole cock into her tight, hot pussy.
His cockhead hit her cervix, rubbing slowly. He held her slim waist, keeping her still. Her tight walls shocked him with pleasure. * She acts so wild but is this tight? No way * he thought.
"How are you so tight?" he muttered.
"Jerk, you think I'm easy? It hurts, but it's good. Slow down, you're wrecking me," Olivia whined, but her hips moved with him. She licked her lips, flirty and wild.
Her pussy was perfect, tight and curvy, its folds alive against his cock. The wet walls pulsed, squeezing like they wanted to drain him. Even still, it felt intense. One thrust sent shocks through him, almost too much.
David bit his tongue again, fighting to last. * I'm not cumming yet. I'll fuck her till she begs * he thought.
Olivia was gone, her body alive as his cock felt bigger inside. The fullness was new, pure womanly joy. Her mind faded, and she moved her hips faster, chasing the feeling.
Their bodies were messy, pubic hair tangled, fluids thick and white. A raw, sweaty smell filled the air. David kissed her hard, their tongues twisting as he fucked her fast.
In ten minutes, her pussy got tighter, shaking hard. Olivia clutched the sheets, holding in moans, her legs wrapping David's waist. Her walls got hot, squeezing super tight.
After fifty more thrusts, David slammed deep, his cockhead on her cervix. Olivia shook, her belly trembling as hot cum burst from her, soaking his cock. The feeling pushed David close to the edge, a wild rush.
"Fuck! Your dick's too much," Olivia gasped, out of breath. "I'm dying from this. Marry me!"
* Not done * David thought, grinning. He kept going, using some weird inner trick. Each new woman he fucked gave him more energy, virgins the best. He fucked her hard, shaping her pussy to his cock, her swollen labia moving with each thrust.
Molly, watching from the corner, covered her mouth. Her panties were wet. She didn't sleep around, but David's strength and Olivia's real moans, not fake, but raw strength, stirred her. Their earlier deal stuck in her head. * Should I try him? Is it that good? * she thought.
The hospital room, meant for rest, was now a place for sex. The nurse, paid off, stayed away. David's status kept others out, and a wild thrill filled the air as he and Olivia broke all the rules, the staff turning a blind eye.
Olivia's moans rang out, loud and wild, only from pure pleasure. The sound of skin slapping skin never stopped. Sweat, musk, and sex filled the room.
David kissed Olivia's neck, sucking hard, making her cry louder. She locked her long legs around him, feet hooked, toes curled in joy. His huge cock pounded her core, each thrust shaking her.
Her moans got louder, close to another climax. Her red face glowed, totally lost in it.
David rubbed his cockhead against her wet walls, making more juices flow. The wetter she got, the faster he fucked, her fluids soaking the sheets in a big, dark spot.
"I'm gonna cum," David panted. "I'm cumming inside. Lift your ass, slut. Take it."
Olivia, half-gone, would've said no normally. But her mind was lost in pleasure. "Shoot it, baby. Fill me. I don't care," she moaned.
Molly's eyes got big. * No condom? She could get pregnant. What's wrong with her? * she thought. But Olivia was too far gone, wanting more.
David thrust harder, his cockhead on her cervix. His cum shot out, filling her womb with thick, strong spurts. He kept going, some odd energy keeping him ready. Olivia's neck had hickeys, her face full of happy surrender.
"Feel good?" David smirked, grabbing her big tits, red from his hands. "Wanna keep fucking?"
"Mmm, yeah. Live with me. Fuck me daily," Olivia whispered, eyes shut, feeling the orgasm's aftershocks.
With a wet sound, David pulled out, a string of cum and slick joining his cock to Olivia's pussy. He slid a pillow under her hips to keep his cum inside. "I heard getting pregnant might stop Death."
Olivia mumbled, then passed out, worn out. They'd gone half an hour, David fucking her missionary. She came eight times, the first one was after ten minutes, then every three minutes. Her pussy was swollen, her body dry. After making her drink water, she fell asleep, legs together like she was holding his cum in.
David, still hard, shone with sweat, his strong body catching Molly's eye. Her breath got fast. * He's like a beast * she thought.
As he got closer, Molly backed up. "David, not now, please?"
"No," he growled, pulling her near. His lips hit hers, kissing rough. Her pale skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes were pure American beauty. * Gonna fuck her hard, wreck her pussy till she can't walk * he thought.
"No, stop," Molly whimpered, struggling. * Without love, this was just lust, no better than prostitution * she thought.
"You said yes before," David said, pinning her to the bed. He ripped off her clothes, tearing her black lace bra.
"Ah!" Molly cried, ashamed. * This is rape. No woman wants this * she thought.
David forced her legs open, spreading them wide. His cock, wet from Olivia, rubbed her pussy. "Just once, Molly. I'll be gentle. * I'll fuck you till you scream. *
"No, please!" Molly sobbed as his hot cock pushed into her virgin pussy, breaking into her untouched core.