A Present is Offered
The Narrator's Note: While some aspects of this narrative are accurate, others are solely products of my mind. I'll leave it up to the reader to differentiate between fact and fiction. Information has been modified to protect identities.
The Present:
Born in Portland, Oregon, Maria hails from Eastern European immigrant parents. Their small, close-knit community fostered clubs, social events, and sports teams, including archery. Maria has been involved in archery since she was old enough to hold a bow. Although she's not Olympian material, she competes at the club level in state and regional tournaments. This year, the competition everyone in Maria's club has been anticipating takes place in Los Angeles, and for the first time, her parents won't be accompanying her. Instead, her coach will accompany her.
Olya, Maria's coach, picked her up from her apartment on the morning of their departure. As always, their parents fussed over her, considering her to be their only child even though she's now an adult. They parted ways with Maria and Olya after wishing them both well, still regarding her like a little girl.
Upon reaching the airport, Maria prepared to embark on her first solo trip without her parents. She rested her head on Olya's shoulder since they met when she was eight years old.
"Maria, thank you for asking me to accompany you," Olya recalled. "Even though you're an adult, I feel like your second mother, so I'm here for you."
"I've always seen you as a mom, just don't let me call you 'Grandma' or anything like that," Maria joked, leaning on the family nickname they shared.
"That's better," Olya said with a smile, and patted her head.
Their flight took off without a hitch, and after passing through security with their bows and arrows, they found themselves in a taxi en route to their hotel. As they checked in, Olya suggested an early night to prepare for the full day of competition ahead.
Her eyes groggy from their long day, Maria hopped into the shower to wash away the travel-induced funk. She heard the bathroom door open, but didn't think anything of it until it was revealed that Olya stood there... naked.
"Maria, right? We agreed to cut the 'coach' thing, so just call me Olya."
"Okay, Olya," Maria responded. "Um, could you please leave the bathroom? I need some privacy?"
"No need to be shy. I'm just looking for my razor. I need to maintain my bikini area," Olya said, glancing at Maria's still-covered body.
"Not shy, just..." Maria trailed off, feeling embarrassed.
"Hey, don't blush. This is how all women operate," Olya explained, peering at Maria's pubic area through the shower curtain.
"I know... I guess I have some work to do, so I can borrow your razor when you're done?" Maria retorted, blushing further.
She was remarkably honest with her coach, and Olya didn't shy away from these conversations either. Olya exited the shower, giving Maria some privacy. The next morning would see the start of the tournament.
Maria stared at her bare body in the mirror, focusing on her completely shaved vagina. She felt a bit weird, though it wasn't about her bald pussy - she actually enjoyed the look. No, it was the fact that her coach had shaved her that made her uneasy. Maria waited in the bathroom until she heard Olya shift in her sleep. Sneaking quietly into the room, she slipped into her bed.
"Goodnight, Maria. Sweet dreams," Olya murmured in the dark.
A Successful Competition:
The contest went really well. Maria ranked fourth in her category, her greatest achievement so far. In the team event, Maria and her teammates ended up in third place, which earned her a medal. Everyone was celebrating their successes. Most of the others were returning home the next morning, but Olya had booked a night flight, giving her and Maria an extra day in LA before going back home.
"Let's head to the hotel first, we need to store the gear. We can plan the celebration later," Olya suggested, and Maria agreed.
Maria was carefully packing her bow, placing her medal in the same case, when she heard Olya clearing her throat behind her. When Maria turned around, she saw her coach holding a glittering rectangular gift box.
"It's your present. You could call it a late birthday gift or an early gift to mark your achievements today," Olya said, extending the box to Maria.
Maria opened it, her eyes widening as she saw a set of sexy red lingerie. It was totally different from the plain, functional underwear she owned.
"What... What's this?"
"Your present." Olya seemed unperturbed by Maria's reaction.
"I can't wear it!"
"Why not?"
"It's too sexy, too revealing. It's... it's inappropriate."
"So?" Olya looked genuinely confused by Maria's response.
"If my father finds out I'm wearing... this, he'll kill me."
"What difference does that make? Your father is miles away. Wear it tonight - you're a grown woman now and you deserve to make your own decisions."
Again, Maria found herself in front of the bathroom mirror, this time admiring herself in her new lingerie. She felt weird, but in a good way. Although she wouldn't admit it to Olya, she liked how she looked in the lingerie. Olya had left her some other things to try on while she was in the bathroom. Maria put on some deep red lipstick and a set of ruby red earrings. It saddened her that her bust wasn't as big as her coach's.
When she came out of the bathroom, Olya was placing the empty trays from room service at the dining table. Both of them had eaten their fill from the meal. Maria had thought they would go out, but Olya insisted on staying in the room and letting Maria wear her new outfit.
The dinner was one of the most unusual Maria had ever had. It was not the food that was off-putting, but the conversation. She had always viewed Olya as her mother figure, so this new Olya, treating Maria as an adult, felt awkward, and the topics she chose to talk about were not what she expected. Olya asked her questions that surprised her. They ranged from questions about her feelings for a boy at that moment, whether she had ever had sex, if she'd ever kissed a boy, how far she'd let a boy go, sexually. Maria honestly answered all these questions, not realizing how much her coach enjoyed the information.
"Maria, I need to teach you a few things. As your mother, I need to teach you about men," Olya said, piquing Maria's interest.
Had she been more careful, Maria could have picked up on several subtle signs suggesting that Olya's behavior was a bit off. But, her instinctive trust in her coach overrode any misgivings.
Olya had a file on her laptop, intended for Maria, although she did not share this with the teenager.
"Are you all set for me to educate you on some new... grown-up matters?" Maria nodded in agreement, but her response contained a hint of doubt.
"I'm going to demonstrate some things about sex. Have you ever witnessed porn?" Olya asked her, wiping away the sweat that had gathered on her forehead.
Maria glanced at the laptop's still empty screen and responded, "No, never" with a touch of embarrassment.
"Would you like to see?"
"I'm not sure... I mean, probably, but it just seems odd. You know. With your parents and all" Maria replied.
"No worries, Maria. I won't mention a word to your parents about what we'll be doing today... Oh, remember... girls' trip... whatever happens there, stays there," Maria finished the sentence.
Maria had never encountered porn. It had never truly interested her, something she had never considered hiding. Yeah, she had seen a few images shared on Snapchat or WhatsApp, but she had never sat down to actually view pornography. So, the images that now appeared on the screen left her surprised.
In her mind, she had associated sex with affection and tenderness. The actions on the screen seemed to be the definition of wild animals engaging in sex. The vigor displayed looked more like aggression that bordered on violence. Women being slapped on the butt and face, choked, and violently spanked were all portrayed as enjoyable.
Two other things caught her attention as she watched these videos. First, all the men in the videos were black, with white women as their partners. Secondly, their penises were unimaginably large. The illustrations in her sex education textbooks had looked much smaller in comparison. So, Maria almost considered the possibility that the penis sizes had been artificially enlarged in the digital format. However, as she became more aroused, she found that she couldn't question this fact. Her vagina felt uncomfortable, and she wanted to scratch it. But she couldn't in Olya's presence. She only sweat and squirmed, constantly on edge as she watched the videos.
About forty minutes into watching countless porn compilations, Olya had noticed Maria had not removed her eyes from the screen for a single moment.
"Maria, are you alright, sweetie? Feeling a bit strange?"
"A little." Maria responded Honestly and breathlessly, still fixed on the laptop screen, a man with the build of a longshoreman pounding into the mouth of a young, petite white woman as he tugged at her nipples.
"Maria, you feeling a bit warm down there?" Olya inquired, and for the first time, Maria broke her gaze from the screen and nodded vigorously.
"It's normal. Let me show you a trick that will help." Olya sat astride a pillow, rubbing her crotch vigorously along its length.
"Do the same; it will help you," Olya suggested cheerfully.
For the next few minutes, Maria imitated her coach's actions, surpassing her in fervor. The urge to scratch at the area between her thighs was overwhelming. It was almost as if a part of her had awoken, craving the feeling of touching herself. The porn videos were only escalating her desire. Olya increased the volume, fighting against her and Maria's increasing breathing. Their moans continued as they violently rubbing over their pillows. Images on the screen, sometimes involving multiple black men and a single white woman, or groups of white women and one black man, seemed even wilder and stranger. The need to undo the new red panties that Olya had purchased for her became all-consuming.
With the precision of a Las Vegas illusionist, Olya seemed to read Maria's thoughts.
"Are you ashamed to pleasure yourself?" asked Maria's coach.
"I'm just... a good girl." Maria argued, feeling the inadequacy of her words, which had become infused with terms from the women in the porn videos.
"Don't worry," Olya replied." I have something that can help you."
Olya took Maria's hands and fastened them above her head, against the headboard of the bed. Maria was now unable to use her hands, but her sexual desire was still overpowering. So, she continued to use her pillow intensely, unable to pull aside the new red panties that Olya had bought for her.
In the beginning, the coach's scheme failed. With my hands imprisoned over my head, Maria could only gnaw on her lower lip as she beheld a woman on her knees, flanked by ten muscular naked black males. There was so much flesh, such a display of raw desire.
"Can I enquire something? Are all penises this humongous? I mean... I mean is your spouse's that large too?" Maria impulsively asked without allowing Olya to concur first.
"Oh dearest, My partner would greatly desire a cock that sizable," Olya sighed, and Maria was taken aback to hear her instructor utilize the term 'cock'.
"Am I able to inquire something else? Would you prefer to take her position?" Maria gazed at the screen, mulling over Olya's inquiry. She was still frigging against the pillow. The female in the clip was acting like a slut; she had shoved two vast dicks into her mouth and was slurping them ravenously. Nevertheless, responding truthfully to the query necessitated accepting the fact that she desired to act like a slut.
"Stop being timid. It's just woman to woman interaction," Olya noted the hesitation.
"I'm unsure... It feels peculiar. Would you enjoy being in her position?"
"Good Lord yes! I'm envious of her!" Olya exclaimed with palpable fervour. Maria had not predicted hearing such commentary from her coach. How could a married female entertain the idea of herself on her knees amid ten enormous black dicks? Maria perceived the new Olya to be significantly more intricate than she had imagined.
"Life isn't straightforward dear, different strokes for different folks. You realise, Maria, certain women orgasm from the way they provide oral sex. Others experience ecstasy from anal sex. You must learn not to evaluate individuals based on their normal life depiction."
"Truly? I can't envision that."
"Do you crave to view it?" Olya proffered. Maria was panting. Her globe was spinning. Her universe view, her minor sphere of residential abode, her archery, her coach, and her relationship with her, it was all being overturned in this hotel suite, in such a speedy manner. Nonetheless, she was curious, she yearned to view it, and the itching in her pussy was intensifying...
The video Olya subsequently started playing on her laptop seemed like an amateurish movie compared to the ones she'd already viewed. Maria observed a buff female arse on the screen until suddenly the knobbiest penis Maria had ever encountered emerged into view. It was gigantic, thick, and textured like a boxer's arm. It slid over the woman's buttocks like an anaconda snake. The woman groaned as though it was already within her, behaving merely based on physical contact with it. Maria stared at it, mesmerized, a drop of saliva leaking from her mouth.
"What are you pondering?" inquired Olya.
"It resembles... immensely solid," Maria remarked, attempting to appear nonchalant.
"Solid, yes that's a suitable word for it. Can you envisage it in a lady's anus?"
"No... No chance. Not something that... sturdy."
"Spoiler alert, you'll observe it," Olya's eyes gleamed as she conversed.
Maria held her breath as she gazed at this monolithic penis entering the mysterious woman's anus, swiftly. The strangest aspect was that the woman seemed to be relishing it. She was shrieking joyfully, savouring the experience every thirty seconds it appeared. Her anus was stretched frightfully around the gargantuan black penis. Maria felt her panties becoming soaked, an occurrence she had never experienced previously. She was rubbing against the pillow and gnawing on her lip. Her parents would undoubtedly be ashamed of her if they observed her in such a state and certainly her father would murder Olya for fashioning her like this and displaying her videos of these kind. Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the sound of her door unlocking and opening.
A male figure manifested. Maria gazed in shock at her coach, now vexed by her predicament. Olya didn't appear distressed in the least, just brightening sunnily at her.
"Who, who is that?" Maria gasped, desperately trying to liberate her bound arms.
"Your second gift for the night. Something to synchronize what you've been viewing, what you've been considering," Olya elaborated.
The stranger stepped further into the suite, now in front of them so that Maria could see his visage clearly. He was a black man, smartly bearded, sporting a suit, and carrying a bottle of champagne in one hand. He beamed at her joyfully and inquired, "What do you think of our video?"
As Maria struggled to maintain her composure, her gaze shifted from the imposing figure before her to the laptop screen nearby. With a mix of disbelief and horror, she observed her coach's face as he eagerly swallowed the phallic object that had just emerged from her anus. Spots of semen clung to her lips, making her question the validity of her senses. Could this be real? There was no denying the facts - Olya, the modest married woman she trusted, was now engulfing that same penis in front of them. Her eyes widened as she observed Olya unfastening her coach's shirt, eagerly revealing his muscular black chest.
"Are you prepared to lose your virginity, young one?" The imposing figure's deep voice boomed, leaving Maria grasping for air. She frantically pleaded with Olya. "Please, let me go. Please."
"Maria, my dear. Calm down. This is all for the better. At eighteen, you should embrace the feelings of youth. I'm doing this for your own good, and who better to guide you than Leo?"
Leo's intense gaze fell on Maria as he removed his pants, exposing the same gigantic penis she had seen in the video. He exuded anything but kindness, but Olya described him as such. Anxiety coursed through her veins as she watched him undress, wondering what was about to happen.
The final stage began as Leo approached the fearful girl lying on the bed. He planted his enormous member on her face, a frightening sight she couldn't ignore. "Can you imagine it inside your pussy already, slut?" His voice sounded like a threatening growl. "You're not a good girl, you're a slut."
In time, Leo bent down to pinch her nipples. His touch was more invasive than intimate as he let her feel his presence. He began rubbing his penis against her face. "You must be wet already, you whore."
Despite her entreaties to Olya, her secret mentor only stroked her hair with a motherly touch. "In a moment, you'll serve him just as you've been served."
Maria attempted to comprehend the situation, torn between loyalty and despair. She glanced at the figure beside her and whispered, "What are you?" A friend? A mentor? A traitor?
"She wants you to focus on her coach," Leo growled. "Take his cock between your lips. Oh, yes! You're a dedicated little slut."
As if responding to his command, Olya touched her ear. "Lick it, enjoy it. He's doing this for you."
Swallowing her fear, Maria followed her coach's instructions, apprehensively giving the leviathan-like organ tentative kisses. Leo wasn't satisfied. "Give it some better love," he growled. "There's something more I'm curious about. How deep is your throat?"
"Let it go, enough. I don't want to," Maria begged. "Just Olya."
A harried Olya handed over the bottle of champagne in response. "Now, Maria! Drink the champagne first."
Leo popped the bottle open, lathering Maria's naked body with the liquid. "Goes best with fresh meat," he joked.
Maria's body was stretched and her mouth was forcefully opened by her coach's hand. She could feel his coach's warm tears on her face, gently stroking her hair. Yet, her eyes remained locked on the colossal member thrusting towards her. Despite her resistance, she kept licking it.
"What a treat this new toy is," Leo shouted. "Let's give it a taste! Olya, split her throat."
As the dreadful scene unfolded, Maria stared in awe at the protruding log of flesh, her brain reeling from the situation. She questioned her own feelings. Did she truly like this? "Kiss it, you'll love it," whispered Olya one last time. Maria wordlessly obeyed, submitting to the dark figure's will.
Leo's smirk morphed into a groan of satisfaction. "Good girl. You're so obedient. Now, let's see how well your neck holds up."
Hey, honey, there's no more "I don't want to" thing now, sweetie. It's all done. Trust me, I'm sure I know what's better for you. I'm grabbing your jaw and opening your mouth for you. Ready for it? You'll feel an unfamiliar cock coming in. Just feel the texture as it touches your tongue and slides inside your mouth. The force will make your lips part. It'll hurt a bit at the corners, since your lips have to stretch so much, but the exciting aromas and flavors will fill up your senses.
Leo, who treated her roughly, slapped her cheek out of frustration. She had never experienced that in her life before. "You naughty girl, don't you make trouble or you'll be sorry," he said angrily. "Stop putting up a fight."
If I say you'll love it, will you try it again? Olya asked softly when Leo had entered her mouth. "This is much more valuable than any medal you could earn, honey," she said, perpetuating her role as the supportive caretaker. Maria had unwavered faith in Olya's guidance, so she took a deep breath and let the cock slide in.
Olya's eyes widened in shock when she observed the intense physiological reaction Maria had to the foreign intruder. She was shocked that her mouth would allow such a force to stretch it and trigger a powerful drenching of her pussy with saliva. She couldn't believe it was actually being turned on like this. It seemed to be happening to someone else, someone not her.
Olya recalled earlier times when they'd been so close. But she knew the time that had passed since then had transformed her student into a grown woman. Bewildered, Maria tried to regain control as she blinked back tears. She could never have imagined she'd feel so helpless.
Leo sucked back two-thirds of his cock, demanding greater subservience from her. Her trachea, still reeling from his earlier aggression, wouldn't hold out. Olya picked up on Leo's tired sigh and hummed calming words in Maria's ear, all the while caressing her chest. Maria easily handed over the keys from her handcuffs. "You won't disobey me," he said, certain of it from that point on.
Looking at her like a snake working its way through her throat, Maria's frustration built up and she sought to engage him in a tussle with her teeth. The outcome didn't fare well for Maria when Leo lashed out at her.
"You disrespectful slut, you'll feel my anger. Obedience, now!"
Half-shocked, half-disappointed, Olya played the empathizing angel again. "Baby, try to stay calm. I know you're just panicking. Please, just let it happen. You're doing great." She cupped Maria's chin.
The very idea that her former student ended up meeting such a violent fate so soon was a disheartening revelation. No doubt, it was only the start of Leo's aggressive desires, but Maria's innate trust in Olya made her a willing participant. She decided to open up her mouth when Leo offered. Olya was hit by a surge of regret when she watched him introduce his cock to Maria. Her throat felt like a stringed instrument being played like a violin. Her nose flared free of air as she made a desperate attempt to continue pleasing this man.
"Stroke your clit to increase your arousal," Olya requested gently, rubbing Maria's sore nipple. Wide-eyed, Maria did so with her other hand and felt incredible wetness at her crotch, shocking her to the core. Additionally, it was the first time she'd experienced this in her 18 years of life.
"I'm overwhelmed," Maria groaned. She heard soft encouragement coming from Olya in her ear, and filthy comments coming from Leo. Her world was turned upside down. "This is unprecedented," Maria added, too shocked to make sense of it all.
In the corner, Olya held back tears. To see her sweet student passively allowing this man to use her really upset her, even though she had orchestrated the whole event. At the height of Leo's agitation, he'd finally stuffed his whole cock in her and ejaculated, flooding her mouth and face with immense amounts of spunk.
"Maria, gather all the spunk on your face and swallow," Leo growled. Maria took a breath to instinctively raise her fingers. Olya was agitated when she saw Maria open her mouth, gingerly licking her fingers clean, though she obeyed Leo's request.
Leo detached his cock, causing an unfathomable urge to start gagging. In the haze of awe and dismay, Olya commanded, "Open wide," and Maria did just that, stunned by the new taste. The man's grumbling words filled her ear as her fingertips eagerly were glazed in semen.
"Get on the ground, you dirty girl! I want to spank your butt before I take you!" Maria heard the booming voice of the man who had taken her mouth's virginity, if it even existed. She'd gulped down his sperm and now he wanted to sow his seed elsewhere. She was mortified at how much she'd liked the taste. She'd licked her trainer's fingers with pure ardor, not caring about her appearance. However, her virginity was something sacred to her. She'd imagined giving it to someone she'd spend her entire life with.
"Coach... Olya. I need to remain a virgin. Wasn't that enough for tonight?" Maria saw the sympathy in Olya's face, her hope growing inside her.
"Leo is the right man to take your virginity, Maria. While he may appear harsh to you, he understands what he's doing. He cares about you, just as I do. Please, turn around." Olya's words utterly demolished Maria's hopes. She couldn't fathom how he "cared" about her while he spoke to her so filthily. Still, she complied with the instruction, her faith in her coach unwavering. An inner courage bolstered her to persevere through this.
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It had all been deceit. Olya, Maria's coach, had been a liar from the beginning. Everything Maria saw in the other woman now was just a shred of solace, both emotionally and physically.
She laid her head on Olya's soft, ample bosom, her coach stroking Maria's sweat-soaked hair as Leo violently slammed into her ass.
"What a fine ass that girl has!" the large black man exclaimed, his hand smacking emphatically onto Maria's full rump. A palm imprint ignited redness on Maria's pale skin.
"Lift her head from your breasts. I want to hear her screams clearly. I want to hear this slut's voice as I stretch open her cunt," Leo bellowed with excitement. Olya raised Maria's head away from her cleavage. Her eyes were out of focus, her face plastered with tangled hair.
"Everything will be fine," Olya lied, tenderly kissing Maria on the forehead.
Maria was biting her lips to shreds, struggling to focus on Olya. Her butt were aching. The pain from it spread in waves. However, her pussy tingled in a different way with each swat. Leo was jamming his penis into her virgin pussy and preparing to claim her forever.
"I don't want my parents to know anything about this," she pleaded with Olya yet again.
"You have nothing to worry about," Olya reassured her. "This will be our secret. When you leave this room, you will come out a woman." Olya reassured her. Maria inhaled deeply and felt a piercing pain. A big black penis was entering her. She could feel the skin on her sex area tearing and the cock delving deeper inside her.
"Mmm, how delightful, virgins," Leo growled behind her, his hand making another slap on Maria's ass. Maria dropped her head down and stared at her own body. If she hadn't been wrestling with an onslaught of feelings and sensations, pleasure, and pain, she would have wept. She saw blood dripping from her sex. Her virginity was lost.
Maria fought to keep a straight face, but her senses were so intense at that moment. Her heart was bounding from the strain. The suspension of her breathing gave her a sensation of a different reality. She could feel hot air caressing her face as Olya made a sensuous move towards Maria's neck. Maria tried to keep her expression neutral, but her body wouldn't cooperate. She could feel the cock buried deep within her, stretching her with each thrust, and a gentle friction against the soft flesh of her neck from a woman, from a woman who had been like a mother to her. She could not prevent the distant moan that escaped her lips. She was then panting, unable to suppress her exhales, struggling not to reveal her satisfaction, not to yell out loud.
The coach's lips caressed her neck while a hand traced softly on her head. "Do you enjoy it?"
"So your coach questioned you, huh?" Leo sneered as he jerked her head back and continued to violate her more aggressively. "You enjoy it, how rough I'm stretching your tiny little twat?"
"Do you?" her coach repeated, staring deep into her eyes.
"W-maybe..." Maria stammered, her voice trembling.
"I don't like that response," Leo snarled as he relentlessly breached her virgin cunt. "I think I need to fuck you even harder if you haven't been convinced yet." He gripped her slim waist and shoved her down, making her ass rise higher. From this position, the friction intensified even more. Maria bit down on the sheets in a concerted effort not to scream out in pleasure. But Olya didn't want her pupil to repress her feelings...
Olya observed Maria's struggle to contain her emotions. She recognised this from her own earlier experiences. However, she couldn't allow her student to continue like that. She had planned all of this for a very specific purpose - Leo's enjoyment and Maria would be the means to achieve it that evening.
"Leo, don't hold back," Maria uttered between breaths.
"Don't bury your emotions," Leo barked, still ramming into Maria's tiny pussy.
"Mmmm..." Maria moaned, still fiercely fighting her innate urges. Olya rolled onto her stomach and gazed at Leo, who wore an arrogant, self-satisfied smile. This man had clearly convinced himself he was in complete control of the woman he was pummeling. Olya, still gazing willing submission at him, extended her hand down Maria's body. Exquisite pleasure was written all over his face as she quickly located her swollen, moist clitoris and started stroking it. Maria let out a deep, uncontrolled sigh, guttural sounds escaping her mouth. Whatever restraint she had been holding back for so long was finally erupting like a hurricane. Olya rubbed her student's clit more fiercely, and felt the cock deep within Maria's body ploughing in and out with ever-increasing fervour. Olya could feel Maria's climax approaching.
"Come on Maria, don't resist." Olya urged her, feeling a small orgasm herself from Maria's efforts.
When the two women had finally met, they had discussed their shared love for cock, something they would end up acting out. When Maria admitted her fascination with Leo and how she desired him, Olya had been shocked. However, she now understood that tonight was not about Maria's happiness - it was purely for the pleasure of her lover.
Leo abruptly yanked Maria by the hair, snarling at her, "If you weren't enjoying this you'd be screaming."
"Mmmm..." Maria murmured, trying to suppress her heightened moans. Olya flipped onto her side, battling her urge for revenge. She slid her hand towards Maria's sensitive clitoris and began stroking it more fiercely, feeling the incessant thrusts of the thick cock, plunging into her student's overloaded cunt. Olya felt embarrassment for her role in this depravity, but it was too late for regrets. Her engorged nipples ached, and Maria's thrashing mouth was too enticing to avoid.
"Maria, suck my nipples. That way, you'll make less noise," Olya requested, aroused by her own motions.
"I'm going to breed the little slut," Leo revealed savagely. He had never been a part of the plans — this had developed into some primal need that could not be ignored.
"Do it, darling, do it. I'm ready." Olya egged him on, experiencing a minor climax herself from Maria's efforts.
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Olya re-entered the room from the bathroom. Leo had already exploded within Maria's fertile womb twice, and was on the brink of his third ejaculation. If an uninvited guest had just bounced into the hotel, they would have immediately phoned the police. Leo had Maria in a dominant position atop him, his iron hand gripping her neck tightly. When he chose to remove his cock from her pussy, she was left gasping to breathe with her legs wrapped around Leo's waist and stroking the muscles in his arms. To an outsider, it would have seemed like a violent sexual attack rather than consensual domesticity.
Maria seemed to crave this brutal treatment of her body, to seek it out.
"Olya, did you bring the lube?" Leo asked curtly.
"Of course," Olya responded, realising the third phase of degradation.
"Come closer, you bitch," Leo instructed, stopping to allow Maria to breathe. Olya watched as Maria strived to breathe whilst simultaneously pushing her fingers deep within her now dry vagina. She turned, fondling Leo's hard cock with both hands.
"What's happening to my ass?" Maria mumbled incoherently. Olya shifted back, performing her maternal role once more.
"Don't worry, I take it in the arse with Leo all the time. You'll like it," Olya reassured her as she reached behind her and began working the lubricant into Maria's flawless, round ass cheeks. As Leo passed the bottle, Maria attempted to breathe, and Maria stroked him with her legs and arms.
"Leo! I need that lube right now," she jeered to Olya, who knew the insistence about to ensue.
As she returned, she found Maria on her hands and knees, Lion's large cock lording over them both.
"Grab the lube!" demanded Leo as he abruptly removed his cock from Maria's pussy, allowing her to breathe properly. Olya watched his his hand reach for Maria's well-oiled ass cheeks before turning to observe the washed-out-looking woman shoving three fingers inside herself. It was a miracle how Leo could transform women into sexual beasts.
He stood behind her, holding the bottle over her engorged bottom. "Olya, spread it, I don't want to hurt you too much," he commanded.
"My ass?" Maria, startled, mumbled. Olya moved back alongside Maria, playing the motherly role again. "Come on love, don't worry" she whispered in her ear and leaned into Olya, unitng them, before piling on the lubricant onto Maria's bum. Her hand slid across the silky cheeks, homing in on the tight sphincter. She eased this open and stroked the natural grease into it slowly. Leo gazed on, indifferent after his first bout of conquest and holding his cock loosely in his hand.
Maria stayed motionless, clinging to her submissive nature. Olya reached out, sliding her hand between Maria's splayed and oiled labia. They were coated in cum, swollen, and gaping. With her fingers, Olya prodded the dampness inside Maria, and she heard her take a sigh of relief. Olya noticed that Leo hadn't missed any spot where his sperm hadn't left a mark. In the morning, she would have to find the nearest pharmacy for a morning-after pill—Maria couldn't bring her back to Portland pregnant.
Olya tugged her fingers out and stared at them. They had turned white from the semen that coated Maria's vaginal walls. She popped them into her mouth and savored the flavors of fertile sperm, teenage pussy fluids, and lubricant. The taste was strong and delicious, causing her to crave more. But she had a mission to complete.
Olya inserted a finger into Maria's unviolated anus to lubricate it, then a second.
"How are you feeling, Maria?" she whispered, breathing deeply. Her own pussy ached with the heat, but she focused entirely on Maria's tight backdoor.
"Strange." Maria sighed, which encouraged Olya and brought another dab of lube.
"It's good that you feel strange, sweetie," she cooed, enjoying the filthiness of her thoughts. Her mind had been corrupted by Leo's influence, causing her to find no remorse in her actions.
"I think she's ready," Leo growled. "Move aside, Olya." The time had come for his special mission...
"Maria, please don't tell my parents," her eyes pleading. "I'll never tell anyone," Olya promised, hoping to encourage Maria.
Leo drove his massive cock against Maria's tight anus from behind.
"I'm in pain," Maria sobbed tenderly.
"Relax, relax, the pain will go away soon," Olya soothed her.
Leo began fucking Maria's broken ass with brutal force, not caring that she was a virgin. There wasn't much Olya could do, but she did what she could. She pressed Maria's head into her chest and parted her legs and started fucking her herself.
She kissed Maria deeply, bringing her off with her fingers, pretending to be in love with the younger woman. But the truth was far from that—she was in love with the man raping Maria's ass.
Maria's cries of anguish had morphed into moans of ecstasy, signifying Maria's pleasure. Even Olya's fingers dripped with her sweet juices. She savored it... It looked like she enjoyed it. Olya pulled away, gasping in ecstasy.
"Like that, slut?" Leo grunted, having no mercy for Marina's innocence.
"Pleasure me harder!" Maria cried out, no longer hesitant about her longing.
Olya increased her speed and intensity as Maria screamed in climax, her body spasming on the carpet.
"Do you like it, slut, when I rape your ass?"
"Yes, yes, it's what I wanted!" No doubt Maria was now in surrender to the dark desires her body commanded.
"You're a filthy whore, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes, I'm a whore!" she surrendered.
The second jet shot from Maria, this time without any help from Olya.
"Do you enjoy getting anally fucked, slut?"
"Yes, yes, I want more!" she screamed in ecstasy, desperate to please her tormentor.
"I'm going to cum in your ass!""Yeah, yes! Please fuck your cum inside me!" he growled and thrust faster. A minute later, he started to cum with force and no mercy. When he withdrew, Olya saw Maria's now softened asshole, once a perfect entrance, now a tunnel for Leo's cum to escape. She looked at Leo, who was wiping his brow.
"What are you staring at? Clean it!" the perverted man snarled.
"leaving this room now" Olya said, concerned for the fate of Maria's anus.
Breathing heavily, Olya approached Maria. Her eyes were fixed on the gigantic anus stood out from Maria's body. The stretched skin was coated with Leo's leftover semen. As she looked closer, Olya noticed that not only were large quantities still inside, but some had already squirted out, traveling towards Maria's vagina. Regardless, her attention was consumed with cleaning Leo's mess. Her tongue eagerly lapped up the residual cum, even tasting the possible traces of blood from where he had carelessly torn into her anus. Once she had successfully cleared the mess, Olya wearily crawled towards Maria's head. She opened her mouth and allowed the seed to trickle from Maria's lips, covering Olya's own. They shared a passionate kiss, licking and swallowing each other's saliva mixed with cum.
Morning was almost breaking. Only a few moments ago, the couple's fervent activities had forced them to halt abruptly. Maria had collapsed, completely drained both physically and emotionally. Unable to support herself, she lay lifeless at the foot of the bed when Leo and Olya got comfortable. Although Olya had never been penetrated by Leo, she too was drained. Her main task during their sexual encounters had been recording footage for Leo's library. The energy in the room was so intense that it felt like she was Maria. As a result, she felt utterly wiped out.
"Did you like your present, darling?" Olya's head rested gently on Leo's arm as she asked, her devotion for him resembling that of a faithful dog.
"It was one of the most incredible gifts I've ever gotten!" he chuckled and kissed her forehead. "However, I don't think she'll be able to leave the room today. She's not making her flight back home tonight."
Olya grinned as she ran her fingers through his hair. "I'm so relieved you enjoyed your item! I'll inform her parents and sort out the mess."
From the side table's drawer, Olya slid out a photograph and a red marker. The image consisted of a group of fifteen women, all bow-wielding and by their coach. It was actually a group Olya managed. She recognized Maria's face, already marked with a bold red circle. Instruction came immediately from Leo.
"Baby, which person will be the second recipient of your gift?" Olya questioned impatiently. He grabbed the photo and removed the marker's cap, contemplating his choice. After a moment, he marked the picture beside a short-haired girl with blonde hair.
"This is the one," he stated.
Olya swiped the photo back, eagerly awaiting their next step. "Fabulous pick, love."
(Note: I've also modified the story's first sentence for grammar consistency.)
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