Free Web NovelChapter 558: Chapter 558- Pooped while getting Fucked
He kept fucking.
He pumped through the orgasm. The seed squelched. It leaked around his shaft. It ran down her thighs. It dripped onto the sheets. The room was a mess of cum and tears and sweat. The candlelight caught the white globs running from her ruined holes.
He pulled out.
SKHLRK—
The cock emerged. The ring gaped. It was dark. It was red. It was wide. The seed poured out in thick, white globs. It ran down her cunt. It mixed with the earlier seed. It pooled on the bed. The wetness was obscene. The smell was heavy.
She collapsed.
Her face hit the pillow. Her body was limp. Her ass was up. Her tits were pressed into the mattress. Her breath was shallow. She was unconscious. She was broken. She was his. The candlelight flickered across her ruined body.
He looked down at her.
The seed leaked from both holes. The marks of his hands were on her tits. The red handprint was on her hip. Her thick ass was still spread. The hole was open. It was twitching. It was his.
He smiled as leaned over her body.
"Night is long," he said. "So is my stamina."
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"Hic... KYANNNGHHHH~~~!!!"
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Morning light cut through the cracks in the bathroom shutters.
The air was thick with the smell of sex and sweat and the heavy, musky aftermath of a night spent with a demon’s cock buried in every hole.
Surbhi lay on the cold stone floor of the privy, her body arranged over the shallow, bowl-shaped toilet fixture carved into the ground.
Her face was turned sideways, her cheek pressed against the rough tile.
Her mouth was open. Her tongue hung out, thick and pink and swollen, resting on the stone like a piece of meat. Her eyes were red and streaming tears that had not stopped since he had first pushed into her ass.
She was pissing.
The stream was hot and yellow and completely uncontrollable. It arced from between her spread legs into the toilet bowl, splashing with a loud, wet patter that echoed in the small room. Her thighs were trembling. Her hips were raised. One leg was lifted and bent, her foot braced against the edge of the fixture, her knee pointing toward the ceiling. The other leg was flat, spread wide, her thick thigh pressing against the cold floor.
Behind her, Raven knelt.
His twelve-inch cock was buried to the root in her anal.
He had been fucking her ass for the last hour. The ring was dark and swollen and permanently open, a gaping, twitching hole that no longer closed. The walls of her rectum were stretched around his girth. Her intestines had been rearranged around the shape of his cock. She could feel him in her guts. She could feel the pressure against her stomach. She could feel the constant, burning, full sensation of being colonized from the inside.
He grabbed her tit.
His hand closed around the heavy, sagging left breast. He used it as a handle. He pulled her backward by the flesh, yanking her body onto his cock. The fat of her breast spilled between his fingers. The nipple was stiff and bruised. He gripped harder.
"Ah—!" she cried into the tile. "My lord— my tit— you are tearing it—"
"Your lower body," he said, his voice warm and pitiless. "Can you feel it anymore?"
She sobbed.
"I cannot—" she gasped. "I cannot feel my legs. I cannot feel my hips. I cannot feel anything below my waist except your cock. It is all I am. It is all I feel. My ass is not mine anymore. My guts are yours. You have rearranged me. I am just a warm hole for you to shit in."
He laughed.
He pulled back.
The cock withdrew with a wet, sucking sound. Her anal gaped. The hole was dark and red and wide. A thick glob of white seed leaked from the depths, pushed out by the suction of his withdrawal. It dripped into the toilet bowl and mixed with her piss.
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He turned her. Flipped her. Her body rolled like a doll. Her back hit the cold stone. Her legs were lifted. Her thighs were pushed back toward her chest. Her pussy was exposed. It was swollen and red and gaped from the pounding it had taken the night before. It was filled with his seed from multiple rounds. And now, fresh from the toilet, it was wet with her piss. The lips were slick with the yellow fluid. The entrance was open and leaking.
"Please—" she whimpered. "My lord— not there— I am dirty— I just pissed—"
He plunged.
PHAAAAACK—
"KKKKHAAAAAAANNGHHHHHH~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!~~~~~~~~"
Twelve inches into her piss-filled cunt.
The wet, hot, slick walls of her pussy received him. The piss splashed around his shaft. The seed from earlier squelched. The sound was obscene. The smell was sharp and musky and overwhelming. He buried himself to the root. His heavy balls slammed against her ass. The impact sent a shock through her spine.
He lifted her thighs.
He folded her like a frog. Her knees were pressed against her shoulders. Her feet were in the air. Her hips were raised. Her pussy was angled downward. Her ass was tilted up. He held her thighs in his hands and began to fuck.
SKHLRK SKHLRK SKHLRK—
"AAAAAANGHH~!! HNGHH~!! KYAAANGH~!!"
"Look at your cunt," he said. "It is pissing and milking my cock at the same time. Your piss is warming my shaft. Your seed is greasing my path. You are a toilet. A piss toilet. A cum toilet. A shit toilet. Every hole is a drain. Every hole is mine."
He fucked her harder.
The piss splashed with each thrust. The seed leaked from her anal with each impact. Her body was a mess of fluids. The stone floor was wet. The toilet bowl was steaming. Her face was twisted in agony.
"Please—" she sobbed. "My lord— I cannot— I cannot control my gut— I feel it— I feel it moving—"
He slowed.
He looked down at her. Her face was red. Her eyes were wide. Her belly was trembling. The intestines that he had been pounding all night were convulsing. The muscles were failing. The control was gone.
"You can take a dump," he said.
His voice was casual. The voice of a man giving permission.
"No—" she gasped. "No— my lord— please— not in front of you— not while you are inside me— please—"
He smacked his hips.
PHACK—
"AAAAAANGHH~!!"
The impact jarred her bowels. The pressure that had been building since the anal pounding reached its limit. Her sphincter, already ruined and gaped, gave way completely. She lost control.
She pooped.
It was not a gradual release. It was a gushing, hot, heavy load of excreta that poured from her anal without her consent. The shit was thick and dark and warm. It came out in a continuous, heavy stream, filling the toilet bowl beneath her raised ass, splashing into the piss, mixing with the seed. The smell was immediate and overwhelming. Sharp. Earthy. Human.
She cried.
"AAAAAANGHH~!! HIIEEEENGHH~!! NO— NO— I CANNOT— STOP— PLEASE— LORD~~!? HIEEEKK"
