The Heart System

I didn’t need to be told twice. I locked my fingers into her pubic hair again, keeping a firm, constant tension on it, pulling her pelvis directly into mine while my other hand brutally kneaded her giant fake tit. I abandoned all rhythm, turning the sex into a hard, primal assault. I pounded into her with everything I had left, my vision blurring from the sheer, suffocating heat of her walls. Every single thrust was deep, bottoming out against her cervix, turning her skin a bright, flushed crimson from her chest down to her thighs.

The bathroom was a warzone of noise… the heavy thud of the toilet tank shaking against the wall, the messy, liquid slapping of skin on skin, and Penelope’s constant, shameless screaming as her mind completely melted under the onslaught. She was entirely undone, her dominant facade completely broken as she clung to me like a lifeline, her head tossing from side to side.

I was getting incredibly close. The combination of her tight, twitching walls, the frantic pulling of her hair, and the sight of her massive breasts bouncing wildly with every strike was pushing me straight to the edge. The pressure in my groin was building to a tight, explosive peak.

Realizing I was about to lose it, I instinctively tried to shift my weight, preparing to pull my shaft out of her soaking wet cunt to save us from the mess.

But Penelope noticed the slight hesitation in my hips immediately. Her eyes snapped open, blazing with an intense, crazed hunger.

“I’m close, you fucking retarded dork, don’t you dare pull out!” she roared, her voice completely hoarse.

Before I could even attempt to slide back, she threw her long legs around my waist, locking her ankles behind my back in an iron grip. She used her heels to dig into my lower back, violently pulling my hips forward and trapping my cock deep inside her. She anchored me to her with every ounce of strength she had left, leaving absolutely no room for escape.

“Stay inside me! Cum for me!” she screamed, her chest heaving as she shoved her face into my neck.

The sudden, forced depth was the final straw. I lost all control. A low animalistic roar tore from my chest as my vision went completely black. I slammed my pelvis against hers one last time, pinning her body flat against the porcelain tank, and exploded deep inside her.

Rope after rope of thick, boiling hot cum shot out of my tip, violently flooding her internal depths. The sensation of the hot fluid filling her up was so intense that my thighs started shaking, my entire body convulsing in a series of desperate, hard thrusts as I poured everything I had into her cunt.

The sudden, massive rush of my hot semen inside her was the exact catalyst Penelope needed to break.

The moment the first wave of my climax hit her internal walls, Penelope’s own orgasm exploded with an unprecedented, violent force. She let out a choked, shattered scream that died in her throat, her entire body going completely rigid as a board in my arms. Her inner muscles didn’t just spasm, they clamped down around my pulsing shaft like an absolute vice, crushing me in a tight, rhythmic rhythm that prolonged my own climax.

She was coming so incredibly hard that her back completely arched off the toilet seat, her chest thrust upward, her giant fake tits trembling from the sheer tension of her muscles. A fresh, massive wave of her own internal juices erupted around my cock, mixing with the heavy pool of my semen inside her, the excess fluid leaking out of the sides and spilling messily down her legs.

We stayed locked together in that exact position for what felt like an eternity, both of our bodies shivering and twitching in the aftermath of the massive, overlapping orgasms. The only sound left in the humid bathroom was our ragged, desperate gasps for air, the steam from our bodies clouding up the mirror as the tension slowly, finally began to bleed out of the room.

I kept my hips moving in a slow, heavy grind, burying myself to the hilt over and over again to let the slick friction build while I shifted my focus back to her chest. I leaned down and buried my face in her cleavage, taking one of her thick, rigid nipples into my mouth. I began slowly sucking on the heavy bud, swirling my tongue around the massive, dark areola before occasionally nipping at the tip with my teeth.

Penelope let out a deep, trembling moan, her fingers locking back into my hair to hold my face securely against her skin. “Mmh… don’t be shy, you idiot. Fucking bite on them hard.”

I didn’t hesitate. I clamped my teeth down firmly on the thick, sensitive tip, applying a sharp pressure that had her back arching instantly off the toilet tank.

“Yes… just like that,” she gasped, her breath coming in ragged pants. Her hands flew down to her chest, her fingers burying into her own plush flesh. “Pull the other one while you suck this one. Fucking hell, do I have to tell you everything?”

I immediately reached out with my free hand, wrapping my fingers around her other oversized nipple, and gave it a hard, dominant yank, matching the rhythm of my mouth.

“Bite it hard!” she demanded, her voice dropping into a frantic, needy rasp as my slow, deep thrusts kept stretching her internal walls. “Are you that dense you don’t understand? Hurt me a little!”

I bit down even harder, the blunt edge of my teeth digging into the sensitive, stiff flesh of her areola while my hand twisted the opposite nipple with a firm, punishing grip. Penelope let out a loud, shattered moan, her head tossing wildly from side to side against the bathroom wall.

Driven completely mad by the intense pain and pleasure, Penelope’s hand slid down her stomach, past the point where our bodies were slamming together. She found the soft, dense patch of dark hair on her pubic bone and began aggressively yanking on it herself, pulling the skin taut to send a direct shockwave of sensation straight into her hyper-sensitive cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes…! Keep that dick in me!” she screamed, her internal walls violently fluttering and clamping down around my shaft. “I’m gonna cum again! Bite harder!”

I completely abandoned the slow rhythm, picking up the pace until my hips were slamming against her backside with brutal, merciless speed.

Penelope’s entire body started shaking violently. But it was clear she felt something was missing.

She reached up, wrapping her arms around my neck, and buried her face into my shoulder, biting down hard into my skin. She bit me so hard I could feel her teeth sinking deep into my flesh, using the pain to anchor herself through the mounting tension.

“Just like that, you fucking dork,” she growled against my skin, her voice completely broken as she bit me again. “HARDER!”