Chapter 174: Ana Marked My Lower Belly (R18)
Ana untied my wrists fully for a moment, flipping me onto my back with effortless strength, then rebound them loosely above my head to the headboard, arms stretched taut, breasts thrust up invitingly. "Arms up—stay like that, exposed for me, tits bouncing free."
My legs fell open wide on instinct, pussy aching and visible, folds swollen, pink, and glistening with thick slick that dripped down to my ass.
Ana positioned between my thighs, rubbing her cockhead through my slit teasingly, coating every inch in my wetness before thrusting in with one powerful snap of her hips, bottoming out balls-deep.
"Ahh—Ana! So big, splitting me open!" I cried, the sudden fullness burning sweetly as she stretched my walls, her balls slapping heavy against my ass, pubic bone grinding my clit.
Ana smirked as she bit my lower belly, marking me as her own.
"Tight as a virgin cunt—clench for me, milk this cock like it owns you." She set a brutal pace immediately, hips snapping forward with wet smacks, bed creaking rhythmically under us.
"Ahhh... Ana..."
"Feel every vein dragging your walls? The way I punch your cervix? This pussy’s mine—wet, greedy, sucking me in deeper with every thrust. Look how your lips grip me, stretched white around my girth. "
Her hands gripped my hips in a bruising manner, nails digging crescent moons into the soft flesh, pulling me onto her like a ragdoll. I arched up to meet her, moans spilling free in a litany.
"Harder—knot me, fill me until it leaks for days! Destroy my pussy, Ana!" I demanded, lost in the rhythm, heels digging into the sheets.
"Begging already? Naughty, desperate omega." The base of her cock began to swell noticeably, knot forming with each punishing plunge, stretching my entrance wider. "Take it—lock with me now, feel it inflate!"
A final deep thrust seated it fully inside, the knot ballooning rapidly, sealing us together with exquisite pressure against my g-spot. Hot cum jetted from her tip in thick, forceful ropes, flooding my depths, painting my womb white.
My orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, walls spasming wildly around the bulge, milking every drop as I screamed her name.
"One hour—stuck full of my seed, can’t pull out," she panted, collapsing forward over me, her full breasts pressing into mine, knot pulsing rhythmically with aftershocks. "Feel it? Breeding you deep, hot jets still spurting against your cervix. You’re mine now—body and soul, womb claimed."
"Yes... yours, Ana—feels so good, so impossibly full, like you’re reshaping me inside," I whimpered, body trembling uncontrollably, every tiny shift of our joined bodies sparking overstimulation.
She didn’t idle during the lock, her mouth finding my neck, sucking wet hickeys in a constellation.
"This spot right here—red for my lips, blooming purple by morning. Here on your pulse—sharp bite for tomorrow, marking where your heart races for me."
Her fingers toyed with my nipples relentlessly, pinching, rolling, tugging until they throbbed red.
"These pretty peaks, pinching ’til they ache and leak for me. Whisper—tell me how my knot feels throbbing in your guts."
"Burning... perfect, stretching me so wide—don’t stop, make me cum again around it," I gasped, hips twitching futilely, the fullness igniting sparks with every breath. Her hand pressed firmly on my lower belly, right over the fresh mark from earlier.
"Right here—feel my cum pooling, sloshing inside, marking your womb forever. Say it loud—’Ana’s knot owns this pussy, breeds me like a bitch’."
"Ana’s knot owns this pussy—breeds me like a bitch!" I echoed obediently, clenching down hard around her, drawing a guttural groan. The hour dragged deliciously in that intimate stasis, dialogues weaving filthy and tender.
She praised me, kissing my cheek. "Good girl, taking my load so well—imagine your belly swelling with my pups"
"More... grind it deeper, own me completely." Her fingers traced patterns on my skin, occasionally dipping to circle my clit lightly, building me to shuddering aftershocks without full release.
When the knot finally deflated with a lewd, sucking pop, her cock slipped free in a gush of thick cum that soaked my thighs and puddled on the sheets. "Not done yet—ass next, gonna fill every hole."
She flipped me onto my stomach roughly, rebound my wrists tight to the headboard, ass up high as she yanked my hips back. Spat copiously onto her fingers—the wet sound lewd in the quiet room—then circled my puckered hole teasingly.
"Relax for me, Emily—take my fingers first. This tight ring, puckering so sweetly, virgin-tight for my cock. Push back—good girl, one finger sliding in, hot and clenching. Two now, scissoring wide, stretching that greedy ass."
"Ah—stings so good, burning stretch... fuck my ass raw, Ana, knot it deep!" I pushed back eagerly, moaning into the pillow, the intrusion making my pussy drip fresh slick onto the bed.
"Such a filthy hole—clenching already, sucking my fingers like a vacuum. Hear that squelch?" She worked me methodically, thrusting deep, curling to brush my inner walls until I babbled.
Satisfied, she withdrew, lined up her still-hard cock, slick with our mixed cum, and thrust slow: "Breathe deep—inch by burning inch, splitting your ass open. Fuck, so tight—vice grip milking me already."
Fully seated, balls nestled against my pussy, she pounded mercilessly, hand snaking under to rub my clit in firm circles.
"Listen to the slap of my balls on your dripping cunt—hear how wet you are for ass-fucking? Your cheeks jiggling red from my hips."
The knot swelled faster in the tighter confines, locking with a roar as cum jetted hot into my bowels, heavy pulses bloating me.
"Hour two—gut full of seed, can’t move an inch." She ground slow circles, pubic bone against my tailbone: "Feel the pressure building? Talk dirty to me—how’s my cum sloshing deep in your ass?"
"Hot, thick... claiming every inch of my guts—love being your anal slut, Ana! Fuck, it’s leaking already! " We bantered through the overstimulation, her fingers relentless—tweaking my swinging nipples, slapping my ass cheeks to blooming red handprints."These marks—my brand, red welts saying ’Ana’s hole’. Beg for more slaps."
"Slap me harder—mark me outside too! " I cried, pushing back futilely. Release came with another wet schlick, cum trickling down my thighs.
"Kneel now—titfuck time. Press my cock between these beauties." On shaky knees before her on the bed’s edge,
I grasped her shaft—warm, heavy, veined—and guided it to my left nipple first, rubbing the underside against the sensitive bud. It hardened instantly, precum smearing sticky trails as I dragged her length in slow, teasing circles around the areola.
"Like this? Smearing your hot precum all over my tits, making them shine?"
"Fuck yes—harder, fuck your own tits with my dick, pinch that other nipple while you do. Make them ache for my cum."
She thrust up into my cleavage as I squeezed my breasts around her, the head bumping my chin, salty drops hitting my lips. I licked them greedily.
"Taste so good—cum on my tits, paint them white?" She groaned, fucking faster. "Imagine thick ropes splattering these peaks, dripping down your cleavage—my personal necklace."
Hours blurred—next, riding her lap facing her, knees sinking into the mattress. "Straddle me wide—sink down slow, feel every inch spearing your pussy. Ride like a cowgirl, chase that knot yourself! Bounce those tits in my face."
I obeyed frantically, hands on her shoulders, pussy clenching as I slammed down, her mouth latching onto a nipple—sucking hard, teeth grazing. Locked again, hour of grinding: "Milk me dry—tell me you’re bred full, womb painted."
"Bred for you, Ana—pups coming soon!"
"Clench harder—feel my pulse?"
Then she carried me to the glass window, city glittering below. Tied wrists high to curtain rod, stretched taut, breasts flattening cold against the pane. "City watching their slut get railed—scream for them!"
One leg hooked over her arm, she thrust deep from behind, new angle hitting g-spot relentlessly.
"Look at those lights—wondering what whore’s ass is jiggling up here." Knot locked us to the glass, cum flooding as I squirted, juices streaking down. "Fifth hour—on display, nipples scraping glass. Say ’Ana owns this pussy for the world!’"
"Ana owns this pussy—for the world! Fuck, expose me more!"
After that, she took me to the bathroom. Steam billowing, pressed to tiles, leg hooked high. "Clean but filthy—last knot under the spray." Rebound loosely with damp towel to showerhead, she pounded standing, water sluicing slick bodies. Knot swelled amid deluge, cum mixing with runoff. Soapy fingers probed: "Soap in your ass? Bubbling while I finger-fuck it? Thank me, Emily."
