Fatima hated that the frat let this fat fuck into the house. Fat-fuck-Flint is what she called him in her mind. She hated it even more when her boyfriend thought it was funny he kept requesting her.
Every other day at 4pm, she'd find herself knelt over his thick cock in reverse cowgirl with Flint restraining her by the arms and pummeling her roughly from beneath. His cock was huge, and she strained to take it all. Her pussy ached as he speared her over and over. He would fuck her until she cried. And if she begged him to stop, he fucked her harder until she screamed.
The first few times he'd cum within minutes and she'd be on her way. This time, though, he maintained some stamina. She didn't know how long she'd been there, but she felt thoroughly used up.
He bounced her up and down on his cock like a pogo stick. He grunted things like "Oh yeah," and "stick it."
His meaty hands gripped her elbows roughly and she squirmed. He chuckled derisively and speared her particularly hard to draw a scream from her. "Yeah, that's it, slut, take it."
Fatima's body trembled. She looked at the camera in the corner of the room desperately. Tears of shame streamed down her cheeks as she was violated by the behemoth beneath her.
"It's the same every time?" asked Devon as they watched the film for the bazillionth time since its making. She was cuddled with her back against his chest, his phone propped in front of their faces. His hand was between her legs toying with her clit. He edged her for over an hour as they watched porn and talked. He loved playing with her. And she was such a willing playtoy.
"Yeah. Every time. Just like that," she murmured and pressed her body into his suggestively. His cock was hard, pressed into the top curve of her ass.
"Is he big?" Devon asked.
"Huge."
"Bigger than me?"
"Yes."
"Does it hurt when he fucks you?" Devon pinched her clit and she opened her legs obediently with a wanton moan. She was so turned on she simply let him do what he wanted between her legs.
"Yeah. It hurts." In the film she heard her own cries as Fat fuck Flint railed her pussy mercilessly. Muscle memory made her body twitch and her stomach tightened. He slid two fingers inside of her and she moaned like a slut in heat.
"Good," Devon murmured and kissed her neck.
Her fake porno cries of cumming sounded from the video. She watched her body jerk like a doll in the giant's grasp and he growled like a gorilla as he filled her cunt with cum. Fatima shivered and closed her eyes. Devon skillfully stroked her pussy, making her quiver.
"You're gonna keep fucking Flint," Devon said. "He's the vice president's brother. Gotta keep him happy for me, k?"
Fatima grimaced, but nodded. "Ok," she said. He rewarded her by sliding his thumb around her clit. She purred in pleasure and wrapped a hand at the back of Devon's neck, pulling him into a lustful kiss. "Just promise me you'll make me cum when I'm done. I never cum with Flint. He thinks I do, tho. Honestly, it just hurts. He stretches me good." She kissed Devon again. "Promise?"
"Promise," Devon whispered and he slid her favorite vibrator inside her slick cunt and pushed the button to make it vib at the setting that always got her off. Naturally, she pushed back against him and spread her legs. Devon grinned. "That's my girl." He pushed the second button and the vibrator began to thrust deep into her g-spot. Her fingers wound into his hair and she writhed.
"Long as I can film it again," he pressed.
Fatima was beyond caring. Her hips thrust into the vibrator. "Whatever, Devon. Film it. Sell it. I don't give a fuck. Just make me cum."
He eased the vibrator deeper and she groaned, her body responding as her g-spot was pummeled by the little robot. After a few short minutes he had her cumming.
