100x Rebate Sharing System: Retired Incubus Wants to Marry & Have Kids

Chapter 766: Chapter 765 - Bella Got Her Body Messed Up

My cock — fully hard now, ten inches of thick, veined flesh — hung heavy between my thighs. The head was dark, swollen, already leaking pre-cum. I wrapped my hand around the base. Stroked once. Twice.

Bella’s eyes found it. Her pupils dilated. She swallowed.

"It’s too big," she whispered. The words were automatic — she said it every time. Like a ritual. Like a prayer.

"It’s ten inches," I said. The same response. The same game.

"It won’t fit — it never fits —"

"It always fits."

I stepped forward. My cock bobbed in front of her face, the head brushing her lips. She flinched. Then leaned forward. Her tongue — small, pink, cat-kin rough — darted out and licked the tip. The texture sent a jolt through my spine. I groaned.

She took the head into her mouth. Her lips stretched around the girth, her jaw straining. She could barely fit the first three inches before her eyes watered and she gagged, pulling back.

"Too big — I told you —"

"Take your time."

She did. Her tongue worked the underside, tracing the vein, licking from base to tip in long, wet strokes. She sucked the head again, and this time I felt her throat relax — just slightly — as she pushed deeper. Five inches. Six. Her throat bulged. She gagged. Kept going.

|| It’s so thick — I can barely breathe — but I want to — I want to take all of it — I want to make him feel good —||

Seven inches. Her nose pressed against my pelvis. Eight. Nine. She swallowed around me, her throat massaging the shaft, and I felt my cock throb in her esophagus. She pulled back gasping, spit connecting her lips to my cock, tears streaming down her face.

"Good girl," I murmured. I stroked her hair. Found her ear. Rubbed the base where it met her skull. She purred — actually purred, the vibration traveling through her throat and into my cock.

I pulled out of her mouth. She whimpered at the loss, her tongue chasing the tip.

"Turn around," I said.

She obeyed. Slowly, awkwardly, her belly making the movement difficult. She got onto her hands and knees on the bed, her ass facing me — small, round, her tail lifted and curling to the side. Her pussy was dripping, the lips swollen and red, peeking between her thighs.

I grabbed her tail. Wrapped my hand around the base. She yelped.

"V-Viktor — wait —"

I pulled. Gently but firmly, using her tail like a handle. Her hips tilted. Her ass raised higher. I positioned my cock at her entrance — the head pressing against the slick, swollen lips, feeling the heat radiating from her core.

"I’m going to fuck you," I said. "Like this."

She moaned. "Yes — please — I need —"

I pushed. The head spread her open. Her pussy resisted — tight, impossibly tight, the walls clenching around the intrusion — then yielded, inch by inch. She screamed. Her hands fisted the sheets, her ears flat, her tail pulling against my grip.

Pah Pah PAH!

"HAAANGH~!! It — it’s too — OUNGH~!! Viktor — AH~!!"

I drove in. Five inches. Six. Seven. Her pussy stretched around me, the lips pulled taut, the wet flesh making obscenely loud sounds as I buried myself inside her. Eight. Nine. Ten. My balls pressed against her clit. I was fully inside — deeper than should be possible, her pregnant belly shifting to accommodate the intrusion.

She screamed again. Broken. Sobbing. "It hurts — it hurts — HNNGH~!! You’re too deep — too big — AAANGH~!!"

I held still. Felt her walls rippling around me, clenching and releasing, her body trying to adjust. I pulled back — slow, agonizing — and thrust.

Pah Pah PAH!

"HIEEENGH~!! F — fuck — OUNGH~!! I can’t — HAAANGH~!!"

I set the pace. Hard, deep, deliberate. Each thrust drove her forward, her belly swaying beneath her, her tits swinging. I held her tail with one hand, my other hand on her hip, pulling her back onto me with each stroke. The wet sounds were obscene — flesh meeting flesh, her pussy squirting with each impact, juices running down her thighs.

Pah Pah Pah Pah PAAAH!

"YES — HAAANGH~!! — Viktor — deeper — OUNGH~!! — it hurts — AH~!! — it hurts but — HIEEENGH~!!"

She was crying. Tears and drool on the sheets. Her ears were flat, her tail wrapped tight around my wrist. Her pussy was a vice — clenching, releasing, clenching — the walls massaging my cock with each thrust. I could feel her heartbeat through her cunt.

|| It’s too much — he’s too deep — he’s hitting my womb — I can feel him against my cervix — it hurts — gods it hurts — but I — I love this hurt—||

"It hurts," she sobbed. "But I love this hurt — HAAANGH~!! — please — don’t stop — OUNGH~!!"

I didn’t stop. I fucked her harder.

Pah Pah Pah Pah Pah Pah PAAAH!

"ANGH~!! AAANGH~!! HIEEKK~!!! M — Master — Viktor — I — OUNGH~!! I’m going to — HAAANGH~!!"

She seized. Her pussy clamped down with crushing force, and I felt the orgasm rip through her — her back arching, her belly lifting, her tail going rigid. She squirted. Hard. A thick spray of juices hitting my thighs, the sheets, dripping onto the floor. Her mouth was open, her tongue out, her eyes rolled back. She looked destroyed. Beautiful. Mine.

I pulled out. She collapsed forward, her face in the sheets, her ass still in the air, her pussy twitching and gapping, leaking.

I flipped her onto her back. She gasped, her belly rising between us, her legs falling open. I crawled over her — my cock dragging across her thigh, leaving a trail of pre-cum. I kissed her. Deep. Her tongue was limp, her eyes glassy, her body still shuddering.

"More?" I asked.

She nodded. Weakly. Desperately. "More."

I lifted her legs. Hooked her knees over my shoulders. Her belly pressed against my abs — warm, heavy, round. I positioned my cock at her entrance again. Pushed in. Slowly this time. Let her feel every inch.

Her mouth opened. No sound came out. Just breath. Just heat. Just the wet, obscene sound of her pussy swallowing me whole.

I fucked her like that — face to face, her legs on my shoulders, her belly between us. I could see everything — her face, her tears, her bouncing tits, the way her pussy stretched around me. I leaned down, took a nipple in my mouth, sucked. Milk hit my tongue — sweet, warm. I swallowed. She cried out.

"Ah — HAA — the milk — OUNGH~!! — you’re — AH~!! — drinking while you — HAAANGH~!!"

Pah Pah Pah Pah PAH!

"Viktor — Viktor — VIKTOR — OUNGH~!! HIEEENGH~!!"

I pulled out. She whimpered. I stood beside the bed, my cock jutting forward, slick with her juices. I grabbed her hips and lifted — pulling her to the edge of the mattress, flipping her onto her side. One leg up. Her pussy exposed, pink, dripping. I pushed in from behind — sideways, the angle different, hitting new spots, new depths.

Pah Pah PAH!

"AAANGH~!! D — different — it’s — OUNGH~!! — deeper — HNNGH~!!"

I held her leg up with one hand, her belly with the other. Supporting her. Fucking her. The weight of her pregnancy shifted with each thrust, her belly swaying, her tits bouncing. I could feel her walls — different at this angle, tighter on one side, the head of my cock grinding against her front wall with each stroke.

|| He’s hitting something — something deep — I can’t — my mind is going blank — every thrust feels like it’s reaching my throat—||