The Handmaid's Defilement
Olens lowered his hips. The tip of his rigid shaft, burning hot with thirst, slowly pierced her slick, swollen inner flesh. As if on cue, a gush of steaming liquid surged from within, drenching the glans' hollow and soaking deep inside.
Savoring the sharp tingle, Olens drove his hips down deeper. "Hahk, uhn, ngh..." Elly bucked her hips, gasping as she took in his raging member. Her face twisted in ecstasy, head thrown back, delicate chin lifted, the hollow of her collarbone deepening beneath her pale nape.
As his thick penile shaft plunged halfway into the scorching wet cavern, it met the rippling, textured ridges of her inflamed vaginal walls, squeezing roundly from all sides. Olens paused, relishing the chewy grip clenching below, when a desperate moan spilled from Elly's red lips and her hips jerked upward. "Hngh, ngh, ngh, ah... ah..."
Aroused by her response, Olens tensed his glutes and thrust deep. Fully sheathed to the root, the sensation of her tight squeeze rippled up his shaft to his waist, tingling along his spine. He moved his hips slowly up and down, enjoying the slick glide inward and the electric pull as her hot walls clenched around him on the withdraw.
Elly closed her eyes, parted her red lips in moans, nails digging into his back as she pressed her breasts against him, arching her upper body to urge him deeper. Each thrust of the rigid length filling her swollen cavern's walls brought a steady flow of sticky, slippery nectar coating it. The fluid pooled at her entrance, turning frothy white from friction.
The sensitive folds at her vaginal opening licked upward along the shaft like a caress, snagging to produce fine white bubbles that teased all the way to the base beneath his scrotum. The creamy white nectar, thickened like lotion from the wet slaps, grew viscous and sticky with each squeeze of her tightening depths, accompanied by lewd squelching sounds.
Olens scooped some of the creamy white fluid teasing his underside onto his fingers, rubbing it. Slick and viscous, it clung with a sticky pull. He slipped his middle finger into the hot cleft gripping his penis below, scooping out a thick coating of white foam on the tip.
Then, he fed the foam-smeared finger into Elly's parted red lips amid her panting moans. Her slightly dry red tongue wrapped around the slippery digit. Soon, softened by the cream, it curled and sucked greedily. Elly exhaled heated breaths, slurping noisily at the long, thick finger in her mouth like a delicacy.
"Both mouths on your upper and lower holes are stuffed full, sucking me off."
"Hnghk, haak..."
Aroused by his lewd words, Elly twisted her hips, clenching her steaming entrance. Her swollen walls gripped his penis slickly. At the intense stimulation, Olens pistoned his hips rapidly up and down. Her pale cheeks flushed red with heat, eyes narrowed in lust as she bowed her back like a drawn bow, her chewy depths pulling and clinging.
"Eut, uhn... aaah, deeper, more... deeper..."
Olens halted, seized her ankles, and slung them over his shoulders. Tensing his glutes, he drove the tip of his raging member toward the deepest recess of her inflamed cavern.
"Hnghk, ha, ha, ahk..." Elly's moans deepened, beads of sweat forming on her flushed face. As his hip thrusts quickened, her body heated in rapture—back and waist slick with sticky sweat, inner thighs drenched in perspiration and milky fluid from her deep well.
The sticky nectar trickled down to soak his balls, the slippery tickle surging just as her plump walls spasmed, contracting and releasing powerfully. Olens felt piercing pleasure course through him as her chewy depths tugged his fully embedded shaft, the ridged narrow passage gripping, stroking softly, sucking inward, then dragging deeper before thrusting back in rhythmic pulses. Simultaneously, hot mucus seeped from all sides, slickly tickling.
"Urgh...!" Unable to withstand, Olens pistoned furiously toward her clenching core. In response, her inner cavern contracted fast and hard. Elly's ecstatic cries filled the room. "Hahk, ah, ah, ah, aaaah..."
Then, Olens could no longer hold back the surging energy from deep in his thighs. "Uuu..." He groaned low, hips shuddering to a halt. Elly, twisting her waist to clench him tight, felt the hot surge shoot deep and spread wide within. Her chewy lower mouth milked every last drop from root to tip.
As her irregular spasms subsided, Olens withdrew. White fluid welled in the reddened, gaping hole, trickling down in a steady stream. He gazed at his still rigid member. The afterglow lingered on the taut, dark red glans, smeared thickly with opaque milky semen.
"Lick."
He pressed the dripping glans to Elly's gasping red lips. They parted, her hot tongue emerging to tease and lap at the tip. The oversensitive head stung sharply under her tongue's play. Olens rubbed it against her sopping entrance once more, coating it in her warm fluids, then commanded, "Suck."
Elly pointed her tongue, tickling the narrow slit at the glans' tip where milky fluid beaded, then pursed her lips to engulf the shaft deep. A thick white cream ring formed where her red lips met the girth.
Olens eased into her mouth slowly. "Hngh, hngp...!" Her parted mouth's hot tongue cradled the rigid underside, sliding slickly. As the base nudged her hard palate, electricity shot up his spine. He rocked his hips, savoring the firm yet soft impacts.
Her hot mouth pushed back hard on his tip, and with a wet pop, the penis slid free. "Hnghk, hak... hak..." Sweat-slick Elly gulped air, throat gaping, saliva overflowing lewdly from her lips. With each heaving breath, her white breasts rose and fell, red nipples swaying.
Olens reached out, kneading one full breast. The quivering flesh teased between his fingers. His member hardened fully again from the stimulation, purple-red glans capped in white, veiny surface throbbing. He twitched it experimentally below his navel, smirking.
As he teased the protruding red nipple peeking between his fingers with his tongue tip, Elly gasped and writhed. Seizing the moment, Olens flipped her onto her stomach, hands on her slim waist above her hips. He yanked her back by the glutes until her knees tucked under.
Her body, spent and sweat-drenched from the prior rut, slumped limply. As he pulled her hips, she turned her head weakly, eyes puzzled. ".....My lord?"
Elly's red lips moved questioningly, but Olens just smirked wordlessly, gazing downward. Her white buttocks' inner crease was matted with sticky white fluid clumping her brown thatch; the splayed red petals swelled red-hot, glistening with semen. The deep narrow cavern below brimmed with creamy overflow.
Olens pressed his slick penis to the petals, dragging slowly upward. "Haaang, uhn..." Elly twisted her hips, savoring the contact. He continued rubbing the glans up, dipping slightly into the white-pooled entrance radiating heat.
"Ah, ahk uhn..." Amid her languid moans, he withdrew the sticky-coated member and circled slowly upward to the puckered, clenched ring above.
Already glistening with excess nectar, now smeared thick with viscous white, the round rear hole twitched. "M-my lord...?" Elly's voice rose anxiously, but Olens ignored her, yanking her arms back and pinning her wrists above her buttocks.
With ass raised and hands bound at her waist, Elly realized and twisted her shoulders. "Wh-what are you... agh!" Her head snapped forward as he wrenched her arms, face slamming into the bed.
Olens twisted his lips in a sneer, voice low. "As your dutiful son, using the same hole over and over feels off, and a public hole's a bit unclean anyway. Time to try your private one."
Grinning wickedly, he yanked her arms hard, arching her shoulders deeply. Lowering his stance, he pressed the glans to the clenched round wrinkles. "Conveniently soaked—no need for Liaison Oil."
Her hips stiffened in revulsion, clenching tight. Olens thrust, wedging the rigid tip into the sticky white creases. "Aaht, not there... ah!"
Grinning at her flinch, he wrenched her wrists harder, lifting her shoulders. Suspended upper body afloat, her waist bucked. He rammed forward—the glans breached, thick shaft plunging deep into the puckered ring.
"Ah, aaaak!" Elly screamed, writhing in agony from the rear invasion.
"Disappointing. Less elastic than expected."
She twisted and shook futilely; pinned arms kept her torso aloft briefly. "Aaht, aht! Uh, euk!, Agh agh!"
Like reins, Olens gripped her taut wrists over her back, pistoning as he spoke. "Still, for used goods, the overall grip's decent. Nice chew."
His hips bucked, wet squelches echoing as the inflamed girth plunged in and out. "Agh. Ah, euhk, euk, euk," Elly stifled breaths, enduring the pain.
Suddenly, Olens halted, releasing her arms. Her torso flopped limply onto the bed. One hand hooked under her belly, pulling her ass up; the other stroked her glute curve toward her steaming inner thighs.
"Hnghk, euk. Ngh.." Elly trembled faintly, body rigid.
His probing fingers reached the slick red flesh. Rubbing the hot spot, he thrust his middle finger forcefully into the heated vaginal entrance. Beyond the gripping walls, he felt the embedded shaft's round girth.
Twisting, hot fluid gushed, soaking his finger warmly. Enveloped in slick mucus, he stroked her walls slowly amid wet slaps filling the room. "...Leaking like a faucet."
He withdrew the drenched finger, a long white thread dangling. He smeared it across her white buttocks, leaving them glossy.
"Had enough fun?" Smirking, he gripped her lower back firmly, pistoning rapidly.
"Agh, euhk, euk, euk, euk," Elly grimaced, biting her lip to swallow moans.
As friction dried her rear, tightening, Olens slid a hand to her steaming pussy. "Eut, eueut.."
Squelch—his finger plunged in, her hips jerking. He twisted, stimulating her sticky walls. Ransacking roughly drew out more viscous nectar, smearing upward.
His finger, coated milky white, he spread wide over the wrinkled ring gripping his hot shaft. He hawked saliva into the seam. As motion smoothed with foam, he thrust savagely.
"Agh, agh, agh.... aaak!" Elly stiffened, moaning in pain at the rear assaults.
As he continued, her moans silenced, body collapsing forward. Muscles rigid then slackened limply. Holding her loosened waist, Olens pistoned steadily, then accelerated.
"Eueut,..." Grimacing, he unleashed the pent heat.
Withdrawing post-climax, white fluid overflowed the slackened ring, trickling down petals to clump in brown hairs, dripping onto the sheets.
Olens admired the sight before releasing her waist. Her limp, unconscious body slumped motionless. Frowning slightly, he scanned about, spotting her ivory dress under the bed. He wiped his member roughly on the hem, then patted her ass.
"Thanks. Starting the new term refreshed, thanks to you?"
Tossing the dress aside, he donned his shirt, knotted his pants neatly, and exited with a vile smirk.
Emily tore her eyes from the hole, pressing a hand to her pounding chest to calm it. The heat that had built while watching cooled to chill. Her core's sensation faded to damp discomfort. Shame flooded after the dark curiosity, and she fled the room hastily.