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Bacon, Idolatry and other such Sacrilege.

Sometimes my mind forgets that it’s encased inside my skull.

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4 years ago. April 25, 2020 at 2:51 AM

I lay her down between your legs; her back against your breasts.

 


“Touch her.” I say.

 


Your arms wrap around her torso as your hands cup her perfectly full and firm C-cups. You gently squeeze them and lightly pinch her erect nipples.

 


“I want you to know what perfection feels like.”

 


You give me a quiet look of compliance as you continue massaging her perky bosom. She moans in pleasure as you kneed and twist them with your fingers. Your hands slowly move downward to her chiseled, muscular abdomen feeling every hill and valley of her perfectly formed six pack.

 


“This is what a real woman is supposed to feel like.” I say. “This is how your body should be.”

 


I move between her legs and position my cock to enter her. Your hands are now massaging her muscular thighs.

 


“Put me inside of her.”

 


You look up at me in desperation. I can see in your eyes that you can feel the humiliation in this act.

 


“Do it now.”

 


I feel your hand wrap around my cock and you gently pull me into her, rubbing the head of my cock up and down her slit trying blindly to find her entrance. You succeed after only a few moments and I plunge into her soaking wet little cunt. Your fingers form a V on her mound as I slide between them and slowly begin to fuck her. Each of my thrusts pushes her ass against your throbbing clit.

 


“She’s so fucking tight.” I say. “Why does your cunt feel so worn out? Why can’t you look more like her?”

 


I see the tears welling up in your eyes as I use her perfect little fuck hole, just inches from your cunt. She begins to moan in ecstasy as I quicken my pace.

“Listen to her. See how a pretty girl gets to enjoy being fucked.”

 


I begin to pound her harder. Each stroke causing her ass to collide with your needy little hole; every impact reminding you that you aren’t good enough…not pretty enough to be fucked.

 


I lift her off of you and bend her over; her chocolate breasts now dangling in front of your pale white face. I enter her once again, this time from behind, and resume the onslaught of her now creaming cunt.

 


“Look in her eyes.” I say. “See what pure ecstasy looks like. Observe a true ebony goddess in all her glory.”

 


I pull her head back toward me and whisper into her ear. You don’t make out what I say but know that it wasn’t meant for you to hear. She smiles mischievously and returns to her position above you once more. Her weight then shifts as she moves her arms up toward your shoulders. You feel her strong but delicate hands slowly wrap around your neck and begin to squeeze. With each thrust of my cock her grip becomes tighter and tighter until you slowly start to feel light headed.

 


“You deserve this. You will never be good enough or pretty enough. You are worthless. You have no redeeming qualities save one; your humiliation will be our pleasure.”

 


I fuck her harder and faster. Your eyes begin to bulge and roll back as her hands become a noose around your throat. The last thing you hear before losing consciousness is the sound of her laughter. Your last thought is of how pathetic you really are. Your last sensation is the eruption inside of your cunt as that realization sends you over the brink.


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