Chapter 305: [R18]Golden Reward(5)
Nash lay flat on his back, panting for air. Victoria was sitting right on top of his hips, her knees planted on either side of his waist.
Even like this, the size difference was just crazy. Nash was huge, with shoulders so wide he made her look tiny, while her golden skin looked soft and delicate perched on top of him. Her thighs were thick and soft, framing his hips perfectly.
Yet, on this scene, the demon was the chiwawa on top of the pitbull.
Victoria’s pussy was absolutely soaked. Nash could feel the liquid spreading again, pressing right against the length of his dick as she slowly rocked her hips forward.
She dragged her dripping wet slit all along his shaft, from the base all the way up to the head, coating him in her own juices. Every time the swollen head of his cock rubbed against her clit, she let out a low, satisfied moan.
She looked down at him with her eyes half-closed, a wicked little smile on her swollen lips.
"Surprised?" she whispered, her voice sounding low and scratchy. "You really thought that was enough to break me, little rat?"
Nash let out a rough chuckle. He moved his hands up to grip her hips, his fingers digging deep into her soft flesh.
"Surprised?" he shot back, giving her hips a little squeeze. "You are grinding on my cock like a bitch in heat after all of that, Victoria. Careful. You keep playing like that and I might stop playing nice."
Victoria’s eyes flashed. She rolled her hips harder, deliberately dragging her clit along the thick ridge of the head of his cock. When she lifted herself up slightly, a thick string of her wetness stretched between them.
"Playing nice?" she purred, leaning forward so her heavy breasts hung right over his chest. "I am not the one who just came down my throat like a virgin, Nash. Look at you... already twitching under me. You want this so bad you can barely even speak."
She kept moving, sliding her soaked pussy up and down his length without actually letting him inside. Every time she slid, it made a wet, filthy sound. Her juices were everywhere now, coating his shaft, dripping down his balls, and soaking into the sheets beneath them.
Nash could feel how hot and swollen she was, and he noticed how her pussy clenched every time the head of his cock nudged her entrance.
He tried to thrust up, trying to force the head inside her, but Victoria pushed down hard on his chest, pinning him with her weight.
"Ah-ah," she breathed against his mouth, her lips almost touching his. "Not yet. You do not get to rush this, little rat."
Nash grinned up at her, showing his teeth, even though his cock was throbbing painfully against her.
"You are enjoying this a little too much," he growled, his fingers drumming against her skin. "Keep teasing me and I am going to flip you over and fuck that attitude right out of you."
Victoria laughed softly, a low and dangerous sound. She rolled her hips again, slower this time, deliberately grinding her clit against the fat head of his cock.
"Big words for a man who is currently pinned under me," she whispered. "You had your fun making me scream. Now you are going to lie there and take whatever I give you."
She leaned down again until her lips were brushing against his ear.
"And right now... I am just getting you nice and wet so I can take every single inch of this fat cock without breaking in half."
Nash’s cock twitched hard against her. Victoria smiled against his skin, feeling it happen.
"That is it," she whispered. "Stay hard for me, little rat. I am going to use you until I am satisfied."
She rolled her hips once more, slow, filthy, letting the head of his cock catch right at the opening of her pussy before sliding away again.
Man, what a torture.
Nash’s jaw was tight, and his breathing was rough. He could feel her heat and her wetness, and the way her pussy was practically sucking at him every time she passed over his cock.
Victoria looked down at him, her eyes dark and satisfied.
"You want it that bad already?" Victoria teased him. Her voice sounded like she was making fun of him, but she was also clearly horny as hell. "Then keep your eyes open. Do not miss a single bit of this."
She stayed still for a few seconds, just breathing hard as she hovered over him. Her pussy was dripping wet, and the juices were sliding right down and mixing with the slime already coating his cock.
She looked down at him, her blue eyes looking dark and kind of blurry for a moment, then, without saying another word, she lifted her hips up.
Nash could not look away. He watched as she reached down between them and wrapped her long, pretty fingers around the thick base of his dick. She gave him one last slow stroke, spreading all that wetness over the head of his cock, and then she lined herself up right at the entrance of her pussy.
For a short second, they just looked into each other’s eyes.
Then, Victoria started to sink down.
The moment the thick head of his cock pressed against her pussy, her lips opened and she let out a gasp. She was soaked, but he was so big that the stretch was still brutal. Nash could see it all over her face; her eyebrows pinched together and her mouth hung open as she tried to force him inside. Her pussy fought him at first, the fat head of his cock pushing her lips apart and forcing them to stretch wide around how thick he was.
A wet, gross, slapping sound filled the room as she slowly worked him inside.
"Fuuuuck..." Victoria breathed out, her voice shaking.
Her thighs were trembling on both sides of his hips. She lowered herself another inch and stopped, her walls fluttering and squeezing hard around the head of his cock. "It is... too big... I can feel everything..."
Nash did not move an inch. He just watched her face, totally hooked on the sight.
Victoria looked divine. Her eyes were half-closed and she was panting through her open mouth. A deep red flush had spread across her golden cheeks and all the way down her neck.
She looked almost shocked by the feeling, like she really did not expect to feel this full and this stretched out. This woman had spent years controlling every little thing in her life, so the feeling of being slowly split open by something this thick was clearly too much for her to handle.
She sank down another inch.
A broken moan escaped her as her pussy stretched around him. Nash could feel how tight she was, how her walls were struggling to fit his girth. Every time she took a little bit more of him, her breath would catch and her pussy would clench hard, like her body did not know if it wanted to push him out or pull him deeper inside.
Victoria had her hands braced on his chest now, and she was digging her nails into his skin. She looked down between them, watching as another thick inch disappeared inside her.
Still not finished, yet she felt so full already.
Her lips were open and she looked dazed, almost like it hurt, but there was something else in her eyes, a raw, desperate need for it.
Nash watched every single emotion change on her face as she forced herself to take more of him. He saw the way her mouth trembled. He saw the way her eyes fluttered when she sank down another inch and felt him hit something deep inside her. He felt her breath hitch when her pussy finally swallowed another thick section of his cock.
"Victoria..." he groaned, his voice sounding low and strained. "You are so fucking tight..."
She let out a shaky little laugh that turned into a moan as she took another inch.
"I have... never taken anything like this," she whispered, her voice cracking. "It is splitting me open... I can feel it in my stomach..."
She was shaking all over now, her thighs quivering as she slowly and stubbornly worked the last few inches inside her. Nash could see the exact moment she bottomed out.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth fell open in a deep moan as her pussy stretched to the absolute limit around the base of his cock.
Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away, in his big, cold penthouse, Hector shot up in his bed. He gasped for air, his forehead covered in a sudden cold sweat. He blinked quickly in the dark, his heart hammering against his ribs.
For a split second, a terrifying feeling had ripped through his chest. It was a bizarre feeling, like something he had spent his whole life protecting had been changed forever.
He rubbed his temples, his breathing slowly calming down as the familiar light of his bedroom settled his nerves. He looked at the empty, clean space beside him and let out a shaky laugh.
"A nightmare..." Hector muttered to himself. "A ridiculous, impossible nightmare."
He adjusted his pillows and lay back down, pulling the covers up to his chin.
Back in heaven, for a few long seconds, neither of Nash or Victoria moved a muscle.
Victoria just stayed there, frozen, impaled right on him. She was breathing heavy through her mouth, her chest heaving. Down below, her pussy was pulsing around his cock in tight, involuntary spasms.
She was trying to adjust to the sheer size of him, her body practically shaking from how deep he was buried. Nash could feel every single tiny contraction, every little flutter of her walls gripping him like a vice, squeezing the shit out of him.
He didn’t look away. He kept his eyes locked on her face the entire time, watching her react.
This was Victoria. The untouchable Queen. The bitch who had spent years making sure nobody got close to her, keeping everyone at arm’s length like she was some kind of goddess.
And now? Now she was sitting right on his cock, stretched wide open and completely filled. Her expression was totally wrecked, her face showing exactly how much she was feeling it. She was being filled for the first time in her entire life, and it was driving her crazy.
Nash slid his hands up her thighs, gripping the soft skin tightly, his fingers digging in.
"Take your time," he said. He gave her a look that told her he wasn’t in a rush. "I am not going anywhere."
They had the whole night after all, and probably many other nights after that.
Victoria slowly opened her eyes and looked down at him. Her lips were trembling, shaking just a little bit, but there was something wild in her gaze. She looked feral, like an animal that had finally found something it wanted to devour.
She was stretched beyond imagination, but this condition triggered another passive from Nash: turning pain into immense pleasure.
She leaned down, her body hovering over him until her face was just inches from his. Her breath was hot, blowing right against his mouth.
"...Do not move," she whispered, her voice barely there.
Then, without waiting for an answer, she started to move anyway.
At first, she took it slow. She rolled her hips in deep, slow circles, grinding her clit against the base of his cock every time she sank down. The room was filled with the wet, sloppy sounds of her soaked pussy sliding up and down his shaft—shlick... shlick... shlick.
"Mmmh... fuck," she moaned. "Your cock is stretching me out so much... I can actually feel it in my stomach. It hurts a little bit... but it feels so fucking good at the same time."
She lifted her hips up high and then dropped back down with a loud, wet slap, taking him all the way to the hilt. A sharp moan escaped her throat. The stretch was intense, almost too much to handle, but the aphrodisiac effect of his cum was already working deep inside her.
What should have been painful was quickly turning into something she craved, something she was becoming addicted to.
Victoria’s eyes fluttered. Her mouth fell open as she started riding him with more purpose, her hips rising and falling in long, smooth strokes. Every time she dropped down, her ass clapped against his thighs with a loud, wet *smack*.
"Ahh... ahh..." she moaned, her voice getting breathier and more desperate. "It is so deep... I... Wow... I’ve never felt anything like this..."
Nash reached up, his fingers gripping her hips to help her, but Victoria immediately caught his wrists. She slammed them back down on the bed beside his head, pinning him again.
"No," she growled, leaning over him so her breasts brushed against his chest. "You do not get to touch yet. I am the one fucking you right now."
She rode him harder, her hips snapping down with more force. The sound of her ass slapping against his thighs grew louder and wetter—*smack... smack... smack*. Her pussy was creaming around his cock, her juices dripping down his balls every time she lifted up.
"You feel that?" she panted. "That is my pussy swallowing your fat cock like a good little slut. Years... I have waited years to feel something like this. And now I am going to use you until I cannot walk straight."
Nash groaned, his hips twitching upward. He tried to thrust up to meet her, but Victoria pushed down hard on his chest, laughing, riding him with even more force.
"Stay down," she ordered. "I am going to fuck you the way I want. And you are going to lie there and take it like a good boy."
Her rhythm became more aggressive. She was bouncing on his cock now, her ass clapping loudly against his thighs with every downward stroke. Wet, obscene sounds filled the room, the squelch of her soaked pussy, the slap of skin on skin, and her increasingly broken moans.
"Fuck... ahh... it is too good..." she gasped, her voice cracking. "I can feel you in my fucking womb... stretching me so wide... ahh... I am losing my mind on this cock."
Nash’s breathing was getting heavier. He could feel her pussy getting tighter around him, clenching and fluttering with every thrust. Victoria was losing herself in the pleasure.
Her dominant act was still there, but her body was betraying her: her hips were moving faster, her moans were getting louder and more desperate.
She leaned down, her face inches from his, her hair falling around them like a curtain.
"You like watching me fuck myself on your cock, do you not?" she whispered. "Look at me... look how wet I am for you. This pussy is creaming all over your thick dick and you cannot do anything about it."
But it was a very bad choice of vocabulary. Nash wasn’t a little guy crushed by the beautiful sight, but a bomb waiting for an excuse to detonate.
Suddenly, he bucked his hips up hard, driving his cock deep inside her. Victoria cried out, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Nash—AAAAHHH!"
He did it again, stronger this time, forcing her down onto him with brutal force. Victoria’s rhythm faltered. Her moans turned into sharp, broken cries as he started thrusting up into her from below, taking control of the pace.
Her hands slipped from his chest as she tried to stay upright, but Nash grabbed her hips tightly and started fucking her harder, deeper, faster, his powerful thrusts making her ass clap loudly against his thighs.
SMACK— SMACK— SMACK
Victoria’s head fell back, her mouth open.
"AHH... AHH... FUCK... too... fucking too HAAARD—" she moaned, her voice breaking completely. "Don’t stop... DON’T YOU DARE STOP..."
Nash was losing control. He could feel her pussy gripping him like a vice, soaking wet and fluttering around his cock. The sight of Victoria, the untouchable Victoria, falling apart on top of him was pushing him over the edge.
He suddenly sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist and flipping their positions in one rough motion.
Victoria gasped as her back hit the mattress with a bounce. Before she could even catch her breath, Nash was already on her.
He grabbed her thighs roughly and spread them wide open, folding her almost in half as he slammed back inside her with one brutal, deep thrust. The force of it made her whole body jolt upward.
Nash didn’t give her time to adjust, he stopped giving a fuck.
He started fucking her like a man possessed.
His hips snapped forward with heavy, violent thrusts, each one harder and faster than the last. The wet, obscene sound of his cock pounding into her soaked pussy filled the room — PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP — loud, rhythmic, and merciless. The bed creaked violently beneath them, the headboard slamming repeatedly against the wall with loud, heavy thud thud thud sounds.
Nash was completely gone.
His face was buried in her neck at first, but he quickly pushed himself up on his arms, looking down at her with dark, almost angry eyes. His jaw was clenched tight.
"Fuck..." he growled. "You’ve been teasing me like a slut this whole time... you sucked me, you rode me, you rubbed your dripping pussy on me... and now what do you want me to do? Fuck you gently?"
He intensified his thrusts, becoming even more brutal. His hips were moving like a piston, fast, heavy, and relentless. Every thrust made Victoria’s body shake violently beneath him. The sound of skin slapping against skin was loud and filled the room.
"You still playing with me?" he snarled, voice strained. "You turn me on too much... fuck, I’m gonna destroy you."
Nash suddenly grabbed the back of her thighs and pushed her legs even higher, folding her almost completely in half. Her knees were nearly touching her shoulders as he leaned his full weight on her, crushing her into the mattress.
In this position, he could fuck her even deeper, and he took full advantage of it.
His thrusts became shorter, faster, and much more violent. The bed was shaking hard now, the frame creaking loudly with every brutal impact. Thud—Thud—Thud. The headboard kept slamming into the wall like it was going to break.
Victoria couldn’t speak anymore.
Her mouth was wide open, and only broken, desperate moans were coming out of her:
"Ahh—! Ahh—! Mmmh—! Ahh—!"
Her eyes were rolled back, her hands clutching weakly at his arms as he fucked her like he was trying to break her in half. Her pussy was making loud, wet squelching sounds every time his cock slammed into her, her juices splashing between them with every thrust.
Nash was breathing hard, sweat dripping down his chest and onto her body. He kept his eyes locked on her face the entire time, watching her mouth fall open, her eyes flutter, the way her expression completely broke every time he buried his cock to the hilt.
"Is this what you wanted?" he growled between heavy thrusts. "For me to fuck you like a whore?"
Victoria couldn’t answer. She could only moan louder, her voice high and broken every time his cock slammed deep inside her.
"Ahh—! Ahh—! Mmmh—! Nash—!"
Nash suddenly grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand, while the other kept her thigh pushed back. He was completely on top of her now, crushing her under his weight as he fucked her with short, brutal, fast strokes. The bed was rocking violently beneath them.
He was completely lost in it.
"Fuck... I’m losing it..." he growled against her ear. "I’m gonna fuck you up,"
His hips kept moving without mercy, fast, heavy, and deep, while Victoria could only moan helplessly beneath him, her body shaking with every powerful thrust.
