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Gods Will 04


Dean


I slam into her. I’d been more than gentle with her the first time. Not so gentle when I took her again that night at the party. But now, now I ruthless. 


Stacy is crying into the sheets as she begs me to stop. I could do whatever I wanted. Because she’d never tell on me. Not if it meant having to admit she cheated on Brant. Not if it meant she’d have to admit that her little good fearing cunt had given itself to me at that party. Not if it meant me sharing the texts that showed her clearly asking for it. 


My door is still open and I look up as I keep fucking her from behind , grinning as a few of my frat brothers stop and chuckle and watch. 


Her face is in the mattress. So I grab her hair and pulls it up. Making her clit her tear streaked face to see she has an audience. She gasps and cries harder. 


She fights. Trying to get out from under me and I pin her face back to the mattress. Groaning as I keep thrusting , keep fucking her. 


“You asked for this” I remind her and my brothers just shake their head. Watch for a few more moments  before leaving my open doorway and carrying on. 


None of us were great guys. Not really. They’d done far worse to girls who didn’t actually ask for it. So them seeing me force Stacy was nothing new to them. And they wouldn’t even consider it wrong what I was doing. Because they’d seen her texts. Her little pussy spread wide in those photos I made her send to me. More proof that I could hold over her if she ever tried to tell anyone or get me in trouble for what I was currently doing to her. 


“Such a good little whore” I groan as she stops fighting.  Clutching the sheets and crying in pain as I keep drilling into her. Grunting as I finish. Cumming deep inside her and groaning loudly. Panting over her and then pulling out. I lay myself on my bed as I pant and recover. 


She sniffles and moves. Crying as she gathers her clothes and dresses herself. 


“Mmm, done already ?” I ask her and she doesn’t look at me as she pulls her clothes on. 


I smirk as she dresses and leaves the room without another word. 


———


It’s been five days and Stacy hasn’t messaged me. Brant is back in town and she averts her eyes anytime she passes me on campus. She darts them away even quicker when she’s on Brant’s arm. I love watching her squirm. Probably wondering if I’ll tell him what a little cheating slut his precious little “wait for marriage” girlfriend is. What a little horny hypocrite she is after a few drinks. 



I stand against the wall with a few girls from one of the sororities standing beside me. Touching me and whispering and promising to do about a million dirty things for me if I just take them upstairs. I’ve had them both before. Their nothing to write home about. Boring simple fucks. Sure they give you any hole you want , and like to get smacked around. But it’s really no fun to hurt them if they’re that into it. 


I look across the room , where Stacy stands with Brant. Holding his arm and rubbing it with her other hand as he talks to a few random guys. He’s dressed like a poindexter at a god damn party. I like Brant. Truly I do. Maybe that’s why after screwing his girlfriend, I’ve started to not respect him as much. He deserves to know that he’s blind to what a slut she is. Of course I won’t be the one to tell him. 


He drinks a coke. She drinks a sprite. I smirk slightly when she catches my eyes on her and her brows pinch and her lips go tight and she lifts her little nose and turns her eyes away. 


She might be mad at me for being rough with her. For fucking her mouth and cumming all over her face. But she also, wants more. I fucking know she does. Because she keeps looking. Always looking to make sure I’m looking. She wants me to want her. Luckily for her. I still do. I wanted more. I wanted to fuck her right here in the middle of the party with Brant in tears as he watched me ruin her little sinner cunt. 


An hour later , after Brant passes out due to the spiked coke can I had one of the brothers give to him. It’s nearly three am as the party dwindles and people start to leave. Stacy drunk off the drinks I made her take. Brant laying in the couch , his face covered in poorly drawn sharpie dicks. 


She’d been too easy to take under my arm the rest of the night after Brant passed out. She was eating up all of my attention as I kept her by my side. Being nicer to her. Not even questioning why Brant had passed out. Not sure she even cared. 


I’d apologized to her to get her to loosen up. Now she was several drinks deep with my fingers in her cunt against a wall in the hallway upstairs as my drunk frat brothers and their own conquests for the night stumbled in and out of bedrooms. 


I take her to my room and eat her out. Making sure she cums twice before I bring her back downstairs. She’s naked and drunk and gasps as I bring her to the couch where her boyfriend is passed out. 


“No, no” she protests. I just laugh as I bend her over the couch at the end , her hands pushing into the couch. Her tits rig over Brant’s face as I take my cock out of my boxers and push right into her. 


“Dean!” She gasps. 


He wouldn’t wake up. I made sure they dosed him well enough to keep him out for the night. 


I’m gentle with her. But I fuck her deep as I make her tits bounce over and against her boyfriend’s face. She keeps trying to push up so they don’t hit his face. I keep pushing her back down. Groaning as she tries to fight it.


One of the frat brothers stumbles into the room and his eyes go wide and he laughs drunkenly. 


He walks over and I nod. Stacy gasps as he takes his dick out and grabs her hair and pulls her mouth to his dick. 


“Time for you suck some more cock” I tell her. 


“No i-“ 


But her mouth is full. He shoves it in and groans and grabs her face and begins to fuck her mouth. Getting hard as she protests and whimpers and then, like the good slut she is, shuts the fuck up and does what she’s supposed to. Giving her mouth without anymore argument. Choking and drooling on his cock. Her saliva dripping onto Brant beneath her as I fuck her nice and slow. 


I pull out and then pull her hair and put her on her knees. My frat brother grinning as we take turns using her mouth as she sits naked on her knees. 


We don’t cum on her face. But we do paint her chest , her little gasps keeping my dick hard as I pull her back up and bend her back over. And make sure her cum covered tits are pressed against the side of Brant’s face as I fuck another load into her cunt. Giving it to her just how her little sinner cunt likes it. Not too hard. Not too deep. Making sure to keep her cheating cunt addicted to my cock. 


When I’m done cumming I take her back upstairs and to my bed. Smiling to myself as she crawls into my bed and lays beside me. She wants to be held and cuddled. So that’s what I do. Let her have what she wants. Just for tonight. 


—-


In the morning she wakes up with my cock pushing inside of her. She’s wet within seconds as she lets me cure my morning wood inside of her tight wet cunt. 


“That feel good, hmm? You like that dick fucking your pussy all nice and slow ?” I groan and she nods and, as she lays on her stomach letting me use her. 


“Getting your little cunt fucked while your boyfriend is downstairs with my cum dried all over his face from your little whore tits being covered in it while I fucked you over him last night?” I groan and she clenches. 


“Youre such a fucking whore, it’s so hot” I grunt as I got a bit faster. A bit harder and she cries out. 


“Youre gonna bring this cunt back to me tonight, you hear me? Every night, your pussy is scheduled to be in my fucking bed, and full of my cock, because if it’s not Stacy,….i might just have to tell Brant what a little whore his girlfriend is, how I fucked his little Angel deep in her virgin pussy and made it mine” I threaten and she moans. 


“You bringing me this pussy tonight , hmm?”


She nods. She’s angry that I’m threatening her. But she doesn’t argue. Because she’s too wet to fucking think about anything other than be curing the need of her horny little cunt. 


“Good girl, now say a prayer sweetheart, because you’re gonna need god to save you from what I’m about to do to your pussy.” 



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