A Young Couple's Journey part 16 / TNT 25 (Patreon)

First off, I just want to respond to the "Luna" post. It spawned a whole heap of replies and ideas, and I simply don't have time to respond to all. But I've read them. Some of you folks have great minds for these sort of things. I obviously won't reveal my plans and how/if your ideas have impacted them, and I can't please everyone, but one thing that I kinda want to dedicate some time to is to update my CHYOA page. There are so many possibilities and all of them are equally hot, and should any of you want to take some of the ideas into actual writing, that is one avenue where that can happen. Or you can do it on your own, you have my blessing, and I will try to be of help as much as I can.

For my own part, I will keep to my main line for now, and any diversions will be very sporadic, and not likely as of now. Just, some of the ideas were very good and I truly hope it will be explored. Ifnot, all good in the hood. Just throwing it out there!

Anyway, here is the next installment of the series!

*

Guilt. Shame. Guilt and shame were the main feelings I woke up to the next day. Or, it was evening as I had slept the entire day after Toby used me for hours. Damn it had been great to finally get an awesome fuck... but the things I said, the things I did, the utterly vile things I thought while everything was happening, it had made it more than just mind blowing. And it made me think if this was healthy or if I should worry about mental problems, especially the very explicit plans that Toby laid out during it all. 

He wanted to ruin Josh, yes, but also, to destroy everyone and everything related to him. Which included me. That alone made the guilt, the shame, the confusion I was feeling so strong. But I was weak. And what made it so confusing was that I wasn't actually feeling weak-willed for giving in or giving up. If anything, I felt strong for finally releasing what had been suppressed for so long, and if anyone deserved any blame, why, it was Josh himself.

After all, wasn't it his own damn fault for pushing me into the arms of a better man? In his rivalry and ego, hadn't he encouraged Toby to do these sorts of things? It didn't excuse what I'd done, or would do, and yeah, there was a whole lot of guilt, but…

Ugh, it was such a fucked up situation. All I could hope was that it was all, simply, fantasy. That Toby was, really, only capable of talking the big talk, and would chicken out if put to the test. Luna would beat the shit out of him so easily it wouldn't even be funny, and as far as I knew, she loathed Toby too.

Though, come to think of it, I tried to recall the two interacting. It had been minimally and, I guessed, Luna hadn't interacted with him too much. Perhaps my dear friend and sister didn't actually remember that much about Toby at all, so perhaps...

But I couldn't really wrap my brain around Toby's plans. They seemed quite farfetched. And being fueled by anger… Maybe he was psychotic or maybe he was just bitter from Josh's successful life, but I couldn't find it within me to argue with his plans and his wishes for the future. I loved the idea, that would lead me to say I also enjoyed the insanity. The depravity. I didn't know why I did, but I did. I felt guilty and ashamed, but at the same time I wanted it all. I wanted more of Toby. More of that type of sex. For Toby to seize control and ruin everything around me. It was so incredibly twisted, but I couldn't deny that it felt right, too.

Toby wanted to hurt Josh, and no matter how I twisted and turned it, I got off on seeing him hurt. Toby was a creep and a weirdo, but he made me feel so good, and he understood me in ways Josh didn't. Toby knew what I wanted, and he was willing to give it to me.

Josh had never been like that. He'd never been willing to go that far, to cross that line. And while I loved him for that, it also frustrated me. I wanted more, I craved more, but he was too afraid to give it to me.

And he had given me to Toby. Given me such a wonderful specimen, and then pulled him out from underneath me, then let his insecurities ruin the relationship for the both of us. And he blamed Toby, when it was him. I saw the way Toby looked at me. He wanted me, and I wanted him. It was as simple as that.

Josh had no right to take that from me. And from that moment forward, I was determined to see Toby succeed. It was for me, it was for Toby, but in all in all it was to help Josh understand his role in this world, what he truly was.

I'd never been the type to hold a grudge. But Josh had done something unforgivable. He'd taken away my chance at happiness. My chance to have something more than just a vanilla relationship. 

"Kill the guilt," I muttered to myself. "For everyone's sake."

And starting now. 

I closed my eyes and tried to picture Josh's face as Toby plowed Linda. Josh no doubt had strong feelings for her, and seeing her be taken by his rival would surely hurt him. It was a twisted thought, but it brought a smile to my lips. Josh would be devastated. It was a cruel thing to do, but I couldn't stop myself from wanting it. I wanted to see him hurt. I wanted him to feel pain. I wanted him to accept his role as a cuckold, and I wanted Toby to make him realize it.

I pictured Linda's loyalty shift with each thrust of Toby's cock, each spurt of his hot seed painting her insides. I imagined her moaning in ecstasy as he claimed her. I imagined her begging him to cum inside her, to impregnate her.

Just the thought of Josh submitting to Toby's will through Linda’s betrayal made me wet.

The thought of seeing Josh forced to watch as Toby dominated Linda, taking her away from him, using her for his pleasure, and then forcing her to submit to him... it was so wrong, but it was so hot. I couldn't help but picture the scene in my head, the two of them naked and sweaty as Toby fucked her, hard and rough. His big cock breaking her spirit and making her scream for his cum. I saw in my mind Linda realize how good Toby's cock was, how right it felt inside her, like it had with me. Her resistance crumbling. And then Josh would be forced to witness the inevitable. Her defeat. Her loss. Her acceptance of Toby as the dominant male in her life. She would become his pet, his slut, and Josh would be powerless to stop it.

I bit my lip, imagining what Toby would make her do. I knew he would break her, that he would turn her against Josh. Maybe Linda would do it if she knew how much Josh deep down loved getting cucked. Perhaps it would be the best for everyone if Luna and Linda became Toby's playthings, like I had? Just think of all the fun we could have.

It was depraved. It was twisted. And I loved every second of it. I felt like a villain, and the thought excited me.

But that was so far down the road, so unachievable, that I simply put it in the back of my mind as a fun fantasy.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned, slipping a finger into my dripping wet pussy. Why couldn't Luna come home soon so she could fuck me senseless? Damn. I actually had to make some concessions there. Perhaps a bit of honesty and weakness. If I were to convince her into anything, that was a given.

But for now,  I imagined what it would be like if Toby managed to break Luna. Luna was beautiful. She had an amazing body, and she was confident in it. She had a submissive side to her, I had discovered, and surely something about that would make Toby's path between her legs even easier.

I closed my eyes and saw Toby forcing her legs apart, his hard cock rock solid and leaking precum. Her soft thighs opened as he got between her legs, his fat tip poking at the entrance of her soaked slit. Toby's massive cock sliding inside her, stretching her pussy, making her scream as he pounded her into a sticky mess, her tits bouncing with every stroke. She had perfect breasts, firm and round. Toby would no doubt enjoy himself with those. His seed would no doubt do wonders for her cup size too. They were ample, but imagine them even ampler?

I wondered how my sister-in-law would react when Toby came inside her. When he took what he deserved from her. My heart pounded in my chest. I could picture the look on her face as she submitted, as she realized the man who had ruined her brother's marriage had also made her his. The thought made my heart race. I could only imagine what it would be like to see Toby conquer her. To watch him break her down, to watch him claim her as his own. The thought was intoxicating.

Was Luna even on the pill anymore? She mostly slept with women anyway, but if not... I shuddered at the thought of my sister-in-law carrying Toby's child. Of seeing her pregnant belly grow. Of seeing her give birth to Toby's son or daughter. It was such a twisted thought, but it would be so awesome if the two of us, in pure bliss, cradled a little Toby. His fat cock inside our wombs, both of us knocked up with his offspring.

My fingers worked faster and faster, my mind racing with images of Toby taking Luna's ti.ght hole. She had such a nice ass too. I knew Toby would enjoy himself with that as well. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of Toby using my sister-in-law to the fullest extent.

As I lay there in bed, I realized just how twisted my thoughts were. I felt a rush of guilt and shame wash over me again, but it was soon replaced with lust and excitement. The negative emotions of this ordeal were getting more and more numb, and I realized I was starting to relish the ideas Toby had conjured up. Or was it me? 

"K-kill the guilt," I gasped, forcing my mind to shift focus to how amazing this entire thing was. As bad and wrong as it may seem, it was fucking incredible. My whole body trembled at the thought of letting Toby continue with his plan. I was soaking wet, my fingers coated in my arousal as I continued to bring myself closer and closer to the edge. The guilt would plague, me but I had to remember that the end would make us all content.

I couldn't deny that the thought of Toby taking over our lives turned me on. I wondered what would happen next. Would he try to get rid of Josh? Would he steal all the girls from Josh's life, then rid himself of him? No. I still, believe it or not, had love for Josh. But I had grown to see his shortcomings as a man. He didn't possess the necessary drive, the necessary willpower to take charge. He didn't have what it takes to truly satisfy me, so maybe it was for the best if Toby made him realize that?

A twisted thought, one that made me feel the aforementioned guilt, but at the same time, it felt right.

For the life of me, why did Josh have to be in such denial? He obviously got turned on by it... he just needed to come to terms that being a cuckold was exactly what he was meant to be. I wanted to see Josh submit to Toby's will, to give in and accept his fate as a cuckold.

The front door had remained unlocked since Luna left for work earlier this morning, taking Barney with her, as requested by Toby, so it was only a matter of time before he entered the premises, walked upstairs, and entered my bedroom, where I waited for him, naked as the day I was born.

I shivered at the thought of feeling Toby's aggression in Josh and mine's bed again. We had switched it out since the last time Toby took me in this room, and soon, Toby's masculine scent would probably overtake any traces of Josh's. The thought of Toby having completely and thoroughly marking his territory in my bed sent a thrill down my spine.

With a shuddering sigh, I bit my lip. Lying here like a good slut, ready for her master's attention. Fuck, what a weird thought. But it was true. With the way I felt at that moment, I would've done anything for Toby. I was helpless to resist.

I closed my eyes and prepared for Toby's assault, but instead of feeling the bed shift, I heard a soft knock on the door.

"It's open," I said, my voice shaking.

Slowly, the door opened, and I saw Luna's tall frame enter the room. She closed the door behind her, and stood there looking at me for a moment. She was wearing a white button-down shirt and black slacks. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She looked beautiful.

"Hey," she said softly, "I'm home."

"Welcome back," I smiled.

"Are you okay? You've been in bed all day," Luna asked, walking over to me.

"I'm fine, don't worry," I said, sitting up. "Just tired."

Luna nodded, "Okay. I'm sorry if I'm the cause of it."

"You?" I asked, genuinely confused. "Why would you stress me out? If anything, you help me relieve it like few others."

"I mean, I've been on your case about the whole Vincent thing, the Alex thing. You've sort of been on thin ice with everyone, and me included. So I'm sorry," Luna replied, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

"It's not your fault. It's mine," I sighed. "I've been making bad decisions lately, and I need to make up for it."

"The thing is, you say that all the time, though. I'm not trying to be a bitch here, but actions speak louder than words," Luna said, resting a hand on my belly atop the blanket.

"I know. I'm just relieved I'm part of anything anymore and not able to fuck up any further in that way, at least," I said.

"Oh, Kim," Luna said with a sympathetic smile, moving her hand to cup my cheek and gently tilt my head to the side and force me to look at her. "Hey, why don't we forget that a bit, and go have fun?"

"Yeah? What, like a club?" I asked, not really wanting to go out. Not that that was our style anyway.

"Nah, I thought perhaps we could do some fun cosplays. Snap some photos... maybe if you blur me out, you could put it on your OnlyFans too," Luna said. She was pissed at me, but still wanted to cheer me up and accommodate me. She was so much like her brother. And it worked. That sounded like a lot of fun.

"Really?" I asked.

"Sure. Just... nothing that can identify me," Luna said.

"Absolutely. I blur myself out too. Do you miss it, by the way? OnlyFans, I mean. I never asked," I asked.

"The money was really good, not gonna lie, but no," Luna answered. "Not because I couldn't continue, but... I can't risk my reputation. It's a lot already, should any of it be out there somewhere. I'm just glad I didn't do anything wilder than lewd cosplays. That would be fucking stupid."

"Have you ever checked out my page?" I asked, feeling her remark was... pointed.

"No. I'm way too busy to watch porn. Besides," Luna added, giving me a dirty smile. "Why pay for something I can have whenever I want?"

"I'm tempted to stay in bed now, riding your face," I said, biting my lower lip.

"We both know I'd be the one riding your face, all the way until I fucking drench your face," Luna purred. "What about tomorrow after work? Then we can think of what sort of things we can dress as?"

Maybe some quality time with Luna was just what I needed.

"Sure thing. Want me to cook something?" I asked. Luna wasn't one to object to that.

I check my nightstand. I wondered where the hell Toby was. He was supposed to stop by. Why else would I risk having my door unlocked all day? Maybe I had to call him? Did he want me to ask for sex? That wasn't like him. 

*

I was looking down at Sarah, jerking my cock right on her face. She had been way too uppedy lately, trying to challenge my authority, so I had to bring her down a peg. Or two. I had to keep her in line, and there was no better way than making her eat a load of cum.

Not only was I supposed to visit Kimberly yesterday, but I was also tired of her bickering. Asking why this, why that. It had all started when she was livid about me still not changing back to the shy old me, that I was too distant, and that she had a feeling I was overall ignoring her. The same old same old.

I had apparently promised her to be better within a week, something I had forgotten, and while it hadn't gone a full week yet, she felt I had slid into getting worse. I ignored her most of the days, and when I didn't, it was just to fuck her, and then I was done. I fended Sarah off the best I could, and in the end we made up, sort of.

Well, at least I had her mewling and writhing underneath me once more, letting out those sweet moans that drove me wild. She was still somewhat apprehensive about me being so rough with her, but that was nothing a few more thrusts and slaps across her ass wouldn't fix, letting her know this was going to happen my way.

But today, this morning, was different. I was having a really bad day, having already have to stand her up once, and I wanted to unwind and relax before heading over to Kimberly's. Then Sarah started her shit again.

I grunted as I came, thick ropes of seed flying through the air and hitting her in the forehead. She closed her eyes instinctively, but I saw her lips quiver slightly as some of it hit them.

"Open that mouth and stick that tongue out," I growled, and she did. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out. I smirked, then started painting her tongue in white, and she kept her tongue out the entire time, her blue eyes gazing up at me. Once I was finished, she closed her mouth and gulped the cum down in an audible gulp.

I could see the red in her face and her cheeks burn. Her eyes were shining, her cheeks flushing.

I grunted as the last spurt landed on her nose and dribbled down her left nostril.

"Not a word from you," I said, still grasping my cock firmly. It hadn't grown soft yet, and the sight of Sarah before me, covered in my sticky jism was certainly keeping it raging. "You did it again. Showing me up, talking back at me. Who do you think you are?"

Sarah was still gaping at me in shock as I started to stroke my cock against her face. Seeing her there, her pretty face dripping with my semen was an incredibly erotic sight.

"Look at how good you look like this, Sarah," I said softly. "Doesn't it feel good, having my cum all over your face?"

She bit her lower lip, and she gave a small nod. I smirked and kept stroking, spreading precum around her face. She watched intently as I played with my cock.

"I'm going to fuck the attitude out of you," I said, placing one hand behind her neck and guiding her mouth to my tip. She hesitated for a moment, then took my cock into her warm, wet mouth.

My cock twitched inside her mouth as she began to suck, her tongue working expertly along the underside of my shaft. I reached down and grabbed her head, gripping her long brown hair and holding her in place as I thrust myself deeper into her throat. She gagged, but held still. I kept pushing until my balls were resting against her chin. Then, I began to thrust, slowly churning her throat, grunting as the sensation intensified.

"Goddamn, Sarah. Such a perfect throat," I said, my eyes rolling back.

Her hands grasped my thighs as I face fucked her, holding on tightly, digging her fingernails into me. Her face was contorted, tears running down her cheeks, mascara starting to run, and her eyes were watery.

"No more talking of me moving out," I warned her. "When I'm in charge, you follow. Your brain and heart are going to stay in line. You hear me?"

Sarah nodded obediently, still in shock at my much firmer hand, as I continued my assault on her tight little throat. Fuck, but she was always worth it. All the frustration I'd built up from dealing with her could be washed away with each gulping noise that resonated, each choked gasp for air and whimper that left her mouth as my balls pressed into her face, as I dug deep within her, demanding nothing but compliance. It was thrilling, seeing her finally succumb. Her sassy attitude didn't help her now.

Her big brown eyes were wide, looking up at me, pleading for mercy. I had to admit, it was a hot look for her.

Sarah had found Kimberly's hair in our bed, and accused me of cheating and demanded that I move out. I had no choice but to remind her who was in charge here. She needed to learn her lesson, and I would gladly teach her. This bitch had been far too difficult to break. I started to wonder I bothered. Kimberly was so much easier. 

I pulled out of her throat, letting her catch her breath. She gasped and coughed, trying to suck in air through her nose. My cock twitched, still rock hard, and dripping with precum and saliva. I was throbbing with need, and I was determined to make her pay.

"On all fours," I ordered, my voice stern and commanding.

Sarah looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear and uncertainty. But she obeyed, getting into position. I knelt behind her, my cock still rock hard. I pressed my tip against her tight ass, pushing slowly. She resisted slightly, but I kept going. I slowly slid myself inside her, taking my time, enjoying each inch as it disappeared into her tiny hole. Soon, I was completely inside her, her tight tunnel gripping my cock tightly.

She let out a pained yelp, but I ignored her. I grabbed her hips, holding her steady as I began to pump in and out of her. The sounds she made were heavenly. Each grunt and moan brought me closer to climaxing. She squirmed and gasped in shock under my assault, but it did little to stop me.

"Here's what you need to do. Quit that fucking degree and start acting the goddamn role you were always meant for. Get it, Sarah?" I was gripping her hips, my fingers pressing into the soft skin. My dick was buried deep inside her ass as my thrusts continued.

Sarah didn't respond.

"I asked you a question."

"Y-yes, Toby," Sarah whispered.

"Good girl," I said. "That wasn't so hard, was it? Just a simple answer and I'm happy."

"T-Thank you," Sarah managed to choke out.

I smiled and started pumping harder, faster. Each thrust was more powerful than the last, and each movement made me grunt. I could see her legs shaking, and her fists gripping the blanket below us. Her whimpers and moans filled the room as I ravaged her, making no attempt at being gentle. This was what I'd wanted. What we'd needed. I was the dominant and she was the submissive, and we both knew it.

In the midst of it all, a rush of emotions ran through me. The rage of having Sarah on my case all the time, and all the bullshit she'd put me through, and now, seeing the result of her complete submission to me, how good that felt, was intoxicating. That rush of power made my blood boil and my adrenaline spike.

"And if I want to fuck other women, or have them come over, you will agree without thinking. That's just the new order we're establishing. Got that?" I pressed as I continued to thrust into her ass.

"Yes, Toby," Sarah whimpered.

"Good," I said, fucking her faster. My balls slammed against her pussy, and her walls squeezed me tight. I knew she was close to cumming. "It feels good to admit you were wrong, doesn't it?"

"Y-yes, Toby. So good," Sarah whined, her whole body quaking under my assault.

I smiled. I loved hearing that. I loved watching her break, watching her fall apart. My cock was still buried deep inside her, but I knew she was done. I slowed my pace and watched as she fell over, her cheek hitting the mattress. I sat up, my dick slipping out of her as I rolled her over, onto her back. She looked exhausted. Her breathing was ragged, and her body was coated in a thin sheen of sweat.

Sarah was a petite girl, standing barely five feet tall, with big, B-cup tits that were perky and round, and a tight ass that fit her frame nicely. She had a slim figure with subtle curves and and a nice, flat stomach. And she was completely spent, like a ragdoll, at my mercy, the thought of which excited me to no end, fueling my desire to further use her up.

I pushed myself between her legs, moving them up to wrap around my waist. I pinned her arms over her head and plunged my cock deep inside her tight slit.

Her face contorted and she let out a sharp gasp as I broke into her, her warm and moist tunnel snug around my fat girth. I loved the way her warm flesh hugged and welcomed my hardness.

"Yes, Toby... oh..." Sarah moaned. 

I began pumping again, my cock slamming against her G-spot. The sounds she made were magnificent. She was tight, but I didn't take it slow, thrusting with all my might, fully making sure the message got across. That I was to be obeyed at all times.

Sarah was at my mercy, and the thought gave me chills. I continued pumping, feeling her pussy clamping down on me. Her walls wrapped around my cock, begging for it, making every inch of my cock covered in her.

"Yes... yes... that's right..." I grunted, my thrusts getting more forceful, not missing a beat as I reached my climax, letting out a growl and feeling my body tense as I ejaculated. "Just let go. You're mine now. Take the damn load and accept your fate, you little slut."

She cried out as I unloaded, filling her tight hole with my thick seed. Her walls tightened around me, milking me for every last drop. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she gasped as her body shook. My cock twitched inside her, my balls draining into her as she orgasmed. Her body quaked and her eyes fluttered open, locking with mine. There was no more fight in them, no more defiance.

"Good girl," I said, pulling out of her slowly, leaving my thick load deep within her womb.

I sat up, still holding her arms over her head, admiring my handiwork. She was covered in sweat, her face flushed and her eyes glassy. Her body was shaking slightly, and her legs were still wrapped tightly around my waist. She was panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her pussy was still clenching, trying to keep me inside her. I could feel her muscles twitching as she came down from her high, and the sensation was exhilarating.

"We need to get you off the pill again," I said, grinning at her. "You need to be bred properly."

Sarah's eyes widened, her gaze snapping to mine. She looked shocked, but she didn't argue. Instead, she nodded slowly, her breathing still heavy.

"Y-yes, Toby," she whispered.

"Good girl," I said. "Now, clean me up."

She moved quickly, sliding down the bed and taking my softening dick in her mouth. I sighed as she began to suck, her tongue swirling around my sensitive tip, cleaning up any remnants of our coupling. It was a bit much, but it was her way of showing obedience and submission. I'd trained her well.

After a few moments, I pulled away from her, moving to stand beside the bed as she looked up at me expectantly.

"Well, go on then," I said. "You're dismissed."

Sarah stood up, her legs trembling slightly. She started toward the bathroom, no doubt to get cleaned up.

"I'm heading out. I'm not sure when I'll be back," I said, finding my clothes and getting dressed. I wanted to make sure she understood that this was just the start of what would happen in our relationship. I wasn't going to let her get away with her bullshit.

"Yes, Toby," she said softly, glancing over her shoulder at me. I could see the fear in her eyes, but I knew it wouldn't last long. She would learn to love being submissive.

As I walked out of the bedroom, I smirked. That was only the first step. Next, I needed to get her off the pill.

But now, it was time to visit Kim. I was supposed to visit her yesterday, but this thing with Sarah had been rather pressing, not something that could just be brushed aside. Sarah needed discipline and I'd gotten the message across loud and clear. Now, I was free to do as I pleased.

As I stepped out onto the street and headed in the direction of Kim's place, I couldn't help but grin. This was the life I deserved. No one was going to take it away from me. I was going to have everything I wanted, and no one could stop me. I was invincible.

*

The following day, for once, I got up at a respectable hour. That is, I didn't get up, I just woke up. Instead of actually getting out of bed, I was browsing around the internet for ideas to cosplay with Luna later. It was nice to actually wake up and have energy. I wasn't exhausted or drained. I was ready for whatever the day might bring, and I couldn't wait.

I started to wonder if Luna expected to make her costumes or what her plans were... come to think of it, silly me, she had a bunch of costumes in her room. Maybe I could head in there and see for myself. Then we could get right to it when she and Barney got home. Heh, perhaps we could include the giant mastiff in some way. However, he preferred lingering around the pool in summer the heat, taking a dip or finding a shadow to rest in by the poolhouse. Or on the deck. In short, he was out there for the most part, and wasn’t bothering us, so why would we bother his peaceful slumber and existence?

I stretched my arms out over my head and let out a contented sigh. It was so good to feel energized. I smiled to myself as I scrolled through some pages online, looking for inspiration.

I couldn't believe I'd wasted so much time moping around, feeling sorry for myself, when I could be enjoying my life. It felt good to finally be happy. To not have that nagging feeling of dread or worry in the back of my mind. I wasn't sure what caused this shift. A good night's sleep? A good, fat dick? The killing of my guilt? Or that I simply had rekindled my relationship with Luna? But I was grateful for it. I was starting to feel like myself again, and I was excited for the future.

I had never felt better than right now.

I sat up as I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. They stopped outside my door and I heard a soft knock.

"Come in," I said, smiling to myself.

The door slowly opened and Toby stepped inside. He was wearing a dark blue hoodie and baggy grey sweatpants, which was ridiculous in the oncoming heat this summer. He closed the door behind him and looked around the room, his eyes locking on me.

"Hey," I said, standing up and walking toward him. "What's up?"

"Hey, you," Toby grinned. "Ready for me?"

"You betcha," I smiled. "Just as promised."

"Good. Because I'm not done using you," Toby said, walking towards the bed. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me down. My vision was filled with his sweatpants, his bulge prominent. His scent was musky, and I could tell he was already aroused.

I reached for his waistband and started tugging his pants down. As soon as they were past his hips, his cock sprang free, slapping against my face. He was rock hard, and the smell was intoxicating. He was thick and long, his head red and swollen. I could see his balls hanging below, full of cum, ready to be drained into me. My mouth watered. I wanted it so badly.

"Now, open wide and take my cock."

I eagerly obeyed, opening my mouth and taking his hard cock in. His grip on my hair tightened as he fucked my mouth, his fat cock sliding in and out of my throat. It was rough and brutal, and exactly what I wanted. I loved the feeling of his hard cock fucking my throat.

"That's it," Toby grunted. "You like that, don't you? You love having your mouth used."

It rang true. Something about giving a man pleasure with my mouth was incredibly satisfying. The feeling of him using me, using my body for his own pleasure, was intoxicating. And I couldn't help but moan as he pumped his thick meat in and out of me. Doing something where I was only servicing him was so fulfilling. To a degree, it was shameful, but that was probably the main reason as to why I enjoyed it as much as I did. It was so filthy and depraved. And the fact that it was with a guy like Toby only made it better.

There was a raw and visceral thrill to giving myself over to a man like Toby. A man who knew exactly what he wanted and was willing to take it. It felt liberating to submit myself to his will, to let him use me for his pleasure. There was something cathartic about letting go and giving in to the dark desires I'd harbored for so long, and having Toby force me to submit to him was so satisfying. It was like a weight off my shoulders, allowing me to finally fully embrace the submissive side of my personality, without any reservations or doubts.

"Mhm, yes. Use me..." I murmured as he kept fucking my face.

Toby pushed me back onto the mattress as he continued pumping his cock into my mouth. "Mhmm," I moaned, as he began to thrust harder. His balls were slapping against my face, and the sound of my sloppy mouth being destroyed was delicious.

"Oh, yes, that's good, I'm close," Toby grunted, speeding up his thrusts. He was pounding my face at a relentless pace, and I could barely keep up. But that didn't stop him. He kept fucking my mouth, his cock ramming in and out of me. With every stroke, I could feel his thick, veiny meat spread me open and stretch my lips. I was choking and gagging as I struggled to breathe, but he didn't let up. It was like he was possessed by a mad lust, and I loved every second of it.

His hips bucked uncontrollably, and the next thing I knew, he was spraying hot ropes of his cum straight down my throat and into my belly. I struggled to swallow all of it, as the intense load was so heavy and dense, yet I didn't mind the struggle one bit. In fact, the feeling of the creamy goodness coating my stomach and throat made me smile. As I struggled to suck his hog dry, it eventually softened in my mouth, slipping out.

"Oh, Toby..." I moaned. "I love your cum."

"You're such a slut for it, aren't you?" he asked.

"Yes, yes. I love the feeling of it inside me. It makes me feel so... full," I said, looking up at him with a smile.

"I bet you can't wait until I knock you up," Toby grinned, running a finger through my messy hair.

"I can't. I want it so bad. I need it," I said, biting my lip.

Toby climbed on top of me and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. I was completely helpless. The feeling of his weight on top of me, holding me down, was so intoxicating. I loved being dominated by him.

"Say it. Say that you want me to breed you," he growled, his voice deep and husky.

"I want it, Toby. I want you to breed me. I want you to put a baby in me. I need it," I moaned, squirming under him.

He leaned down and kissed me roughly, his tongue invading my mouth. His hands were all over my body, exploring every inch of me. It was like he couldn't get enough of me. His cock was growing hard again, pressing against my thigh.

"That's a good girl. You're going to be my personal breeding whore, and you're going to love it," Toby growled.

I gasped as he pushed my legs apart, revealing my already soaked pussy. He didn't waste any time, sliding his hard cock into me, stretching me open. The pleasure was intense, and I cried out as he began to thrust into me. His thick meat filled me up, and I could feel every inch of him as he bottomed out inside me.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Toby grunted, his hips slamming against mine. His cock was like a piston, pumping in and out of me. I could barely contain myself as the intense waves of pleasure washed over me. It was too good. Every stroke of his massive hog inside me sent a shiver down my spine, and my insides ached and twitched with pleasure.

"That's it. Give it all to me. Give me the good stuff," I moaned, as he plunged into me again and again.

With his strong hands, he took a tight grip of my ankles as he drilled into me like a pile driver, pistoning away. I could hear him breathing heavily as he worked himself towards release. The sounds of the slurping of my wet pussy mixing in with the sharp smacks of him impacting my soft body was indecent. The way he spread my walls and reached deep into my core made every bit of resistance within me evaporate into thin air, melting me under him.

As the pleasure began to build, I felt myself lose control. The raw sensation of my pussy convulsing around his mighty cock was all-consuming. My walls wrapped and squeezed around him as he plundered my depths. It was heaven. I was overwhelmed and yet desperate for more.

"Oh god!" I moaned. "I think I'm going to cum! I can't take it! Fuck!"

Toby continued to drill me, his cock hitting my depths over and over. I was completely powerless to resist the feeling, and soon the overwhelming pleasure began to consume me. The fire in my belly rose until it was a roaring inferno, burning bright and hot.

With every thrust, the searing white pleasure rushed through my mind and through my body. I felt like I was lost in a sea of pleasure. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me, consuming every sense. The intensity was unbelievable. All I could focus on was the feeling of him deep inside me, filling me, satisfying my deepest and most depraved desires. It was addictive, and I didn't want it to stop.

Toby grunted above me, clearly approaching climax himself, before bottoming out with one final stroke. His cock pulsed, twitched, and throbbed inside me, spurting out that addictive substance. The sticky warm goo painting my insides and splashing into the far end of my uterus. That sweet baby-making seed of his, making contact with the walls of my core. It was magical and made the orgasm even stronger. The pleasure intensified, washing over me like a tidal wave.

I could barely contain myself as the powerful orgasm ripped through my body, overpowering every other sense. My muscles convulsed uncontrollably, sending shockwaves throughout my body. The feeling of his thick load filling me was delicious. It was almost too much to bear. I felt like my mind was going to break.

Then, as suddenly as it had come, the orgasm began to die down. The pleasure began to slowly subside, and the tension left my muscles. My body went limp, and I was completely spent, just like that.

"That was good," Toby grunted.

"Oh, Toby. It was perfect," I sighed, panting, my body slick and my breathing ragged. I looked up at him, a smile playing across my lips.

He rolled off and lay next to me, his breathing still labored. I smiled. I was powerless to resist his will, and the fact that he could take such control and possess my body and mind made me weak. My mind was blank, my body exhausted. The thought that he would never let me go made me weak with submission. I had let a man truly destroy me, and I had no regrets. I was his pet now, his to use as he pleased. It was everything I wanted.

"Damn. I really needed this," Toby said, his voice husky.

"So did I," I sighed, my eyes fluttering closed. I felt so relaxed, so content. My mind was at ease, and my body felt warm and comfortable. I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt this good.

As my eyes closed, I drifted off to sleep, completely and utterly satisfied.

When I woke up, I was alone. I looked around the room, confused. Where was Toby? Had he left without saying goodbye? That seemed rude, but then again, it wasn't like I hadn't expected it. He had taken what he wanted from me and left. But at least he'd gotten me off.

I felt my stomach rumble. I hadn't eaten in ages, and I was hungry. I got up and put some clothes on, then headed downstairs. I walked into the kitchen and saw that Toby had decided to stick around. I found him outside in our backyard, enjoying a swim.

"You're still here?" I said.

"Yeah," he said, getting out of the water. It was actually kind of noticeable that he had lost weight now. He wasn’t as soft. Still obese, but a bit more muscle.

"Do you want to stay for lunch?" I asked, thinking he'd say no.

"I'd love to," he said.

"Erh, how do you plan on staying around?" I asked. "Luna is coming home later, and we're cosplaying."

"Well, I was thinking of hiding somewhere, and then when she's alone in her bedroom, I'll just sneak in and fuck her," he said nonchalantly. "I might stick around for a few days."

"Wait, you're actually serious about this?" I asked incredulously. About his plan, I meant to say, but I felt I'd bruise his ego by questioning him. 

For once, I was actually a bit worried. I really hoped Toby wouldn't blackmail her as well. I wanted Luna to learn the natural way, the willing way, to let herself succumb to the sexual dominance Toby exerted. The only problem was that Toby had to understand that too. Otherwise, things might get complicated.

"You really think you can just sneak into her room and fuck her?"

"I know I can," he said confidently. "I'm not worried about that at all."

"What if she fights you?" I asked. "What if she screams?"

"She'll probably try to resist, but once I start fucking her, she'll give in," he said. "If anything, I have the tape of you two hooking up. I'll just show her that, then she'll let me in. And once we get into it, she realizes how good it feels to get fucked by my big cock. And she'll give in fully. Just like you."

"You really think you can get her to submit to you that easily?" I asked, not believing what I was hearing. "You really think she'll just give in and let you fuck her?"

Toby's arrogance was beyond belief, but somehow I felt it was justified. Somehow, I felt he could pull it off. The thought was scary, but also exciting. The thought that he would force himself on her, that he would take her by force and make her his, that he would claim her and turn her into his submissive little whore... it was too much to even think about. I couldn't deny that it was hot, but I also knew how wrong it was. Luna deserved better than that. She deserved to be seduced, to be courted, to be fucked the way she needed. She didn't deserve to be raped.

But Toby sensed my apprehension and remained silent.

"You really think it's going to be that easy?" I asked. "You think she's just going to roll over and let you breed her?"

"Well, if you have any better ideas, I'm all ears," he said, looking at me with a smirk.

"Look, I know you're confident in your ability to seduce women, and I'm not doubting that you can get them to want to fuck you, but this is different," I said, appealing to his nature. "Luna is different. She's... not like me. Sure, she likes getting taken care of once in a while, but she's much more... woman. Strong, physically, mentally. She won't just let you have your way with her."

Toby looked at me, a blank, indifferent stare. Then he shrugged. "Fine.  I'll give you the honor of figuring out how to get her on board. But if she doesn't give in, then I'll do it my way. Deal?"

"Deal," I nodded, sighing in relief. That was close, and I didn't want to think about what would've happened if Luna had fallen victim to his plans. I loved her too much to let her be treated like that. Why didn't I offer the same kind of protection for Josh? Because he can take it. Or perhaps because I knew he secretly craved it? This was what he wanted deep down, for Toby to take over, but Luna didn't necessarily share that same ambition.

I actually had some remnants of a plan too. Or an idea for how to make Luna curious and perhaps willing to explore a little something.

"You two are hot when you hook up."

"How'd you know? Oh, right, the video..." I chuckled. I knew he probably sent it from my phone to himself. "Mhmm. She was so amazing that evening. And it will be amazing to share her with you."

"Yeah? You think so?" Toby asked.

"Definitely. I mean, she's so hot, and she has such a tight body," I said, biting my lip. "I love her toned ass, her muscular legs, her perfect tits, that cute face, those soft lips. And don't even get me started on her pussy... It's amazing."

"Damn," Toby said softly, his voice taking on a husky tone. 

"Isn't it much more thrilling sneaking around, trying to play a game of seduction?" I asked, wanting to solidify him going by my plan, and absolutely not by his.

"Yeah, it is," Toby agreed. "So, you think you can seduce her? Convince her to let me breed her?"

"I'm pretty sure I can," I smiled, hoping he would see things my way. "And once she sees how good it feels to be taken by you, she'll give in completely."

"Good," Toby said. "I can't wait to see her body quivering as I fill her with my seed."

"Neither can I," I said. "Just don't hurt her, okay?"

"Of course not," Toby assured me. "I just can't wait to get that big idiot out of the picture," he added with an annoyed sigh. 

"Out of the picture?" I said, my mind suddenly shifting back toward loyalty. Get rid of Josh? No way! As messed up as this had all been, that would be going too far. I wasn't about to divorce him just because of our recent fuckups. It was unthinkable, even if Toby was the perfect, better fit to satisfy and truly fulfill all of my depraved fantasies.

"Why not?" Toby snorted as he sat back up on a sun lounger. "Ain't this what it's all about, ruining his marriage and taking yoa away from him?"

"Wait," I said.

"Don't be dense. It's clear you love being under me. It's clear you love my cock. Why else would you have let me do all of this to you?" Toby said.

"Well... because, because of your threats..." I stammered, my voice trailing off. I knew that wasn't the whole truth, though.

"Come on, don't be stupid. You've enjoyed every moment of this. Every second. You can't deny it," Toby said. "Admit it. Admit that you love being used by me."

"I do, but..." I said, looking for the right approach to make Toby see reason. "Isn't it better to... isn't it more satisfying for you if Josh is still in the picture? Then you get to force him to watch as you ravage me, you get to humiliate him and put him in his place. Over and over again. Me, Luna, Linda. It's so much hotter to see his face when you take everything away from him, don't you think?"

"I'm listening," Toby replied, his eyes narrowed. I was reaching him.

"If you get rid of him, he will be out of our lives for good. That's not what you want, is it? You want to keep tormenting him, keep humiliating him," I said, my voice lowering, as I slowly began to feel like this was the right path to take. "You want to see him suffer as you turn his life upside down, don't you?"

"Hmmm, yes," Toby replied. "I want to see him in agony as I make a mockery out of everything he holds dear. As I destroy his marriage and turn his sluts into my obedient whores. That's what I want."

"That's what I thought. And that's why we should keep Josh around," I said. "He needs to suffer as he watches you fuck one of us girls. He needs to realize how much better you are than him... how you get to breed us, and he doesn't..."

"Yes. You are right," he agreed, his features turning from that frown to the usual arrogance that his face showed. "But then, that is settled."

"Great," I sighed, relieved. At least some form of sanity still rested inside me, as little as it was. Josh was my husband, and Toby had to understand right away that I wouldn't leave him. I knew it sounded ridiculous considering our plans, but there was some logic somewhere in there. Wasn't it right? Maybe… "I'll just use the bathroom real quick."

Toby didn't reply, so I headed inside. 

Where did these thoughts come from? Why was I like this? Perhaps they had been there all the time, perhaps they had been brewing for a while, only they had now been set free by Toby. No longer restricted by my own sense of loyalty, I could finally live freely and in whatever thoughts I imagined. And it wasn't like I had to act on all my whims, I had preached truthfulness and done the opposite, why couldn't it be the same when it came to my darkest promises?

It was strange how easy it was to fall into depravity. To let go of the guilt, the shame, the regret, and embrace the darkness inside. The more I thought about it, the more it felt like it was just the right path.

Standing in the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror. Was it just because of Toby? Was it that simple? I tried to think back on before I ever met him. Did I have these sadistic tendencies then? No. I didn't. I knew I was perhaps pretty enough back then, but I wasn't the most confident person. Perhaps I was bored all this time, and Toby showed me the way.

I was a bit different, a bit more experimental than most women, but that was just because I was open-minded and willing to try new things. And as long as it was consensual, why wouldn't I indulge myself? Josh didn't have to know about the scheming and the planning?

Now I was liberated. I had value. Hell, I had even managed to talk Toby out of two things just now. He wanted to destroy Josh by getting rid of him, but I convinced him that humiliation was the way to go, that it was much more fun if he was still around. He was still my husband after all. I still cared for him. And Luna. While perhaps I wasn't entirely free of any guilt, as I was still determined to throw her to this forceful, brutal stud, it was what she needed. I was doing her a favor. She would be happier for it.

*

We stayed out by the pool a bit longer, me having switched into a nice red bikini, Toby in his cheap swim trunks, chatting about plans for the future and ways to go through with it. Slowly, ever so slowly, things were getting a lot clearer than ever. Toby probed about Josh's weaknesses, how to attack those. With butterflies in my stomach and excitement running wild, I shared my thoughts freely and without restraint. I told Toby how Josh still got turned on when I teased him about fucking other guys, I told how Josh was a very insecure submissive in bed, despite being very dominant in real life, I told him how Josh was actually a closet cuckold who didn't want to admit it, how he sucked off Linda so eagerly, and even of how he had fucked his knee up during winter a few months ago.

Toby nodded with interest as he took in all the information I gave him. It was strange, but it felt good to share all of these details. It was almost like a weight off my shoulders to tell Toby about all of Josh's flaws and shortcomings. It also gave me a thrill to know that I was helping Toby plan his takeover. I knew that Toby would use all of this information to his advantage and that it would only help him succeed in his plans.

As we chatted, I felt myself growing more and more aroused. The thought of Toby taking over and becoming the dominant male of our group was exciting, and I couldn't wait to see it happen. It would be a sight to behold, and I knew that it would be even hotter if I helped bring it about.

Afterwards, Toby helped himself to my ass, raping it as he pinned me down by the side of the pool, the cool water splashing around us as he drilled into me from behind. There was something exhilarating about having him take me out here, in the open, where anyone could see us. It was such a primal display of dominance and power, and I loved every second of it. And as he fucked my ass, I envisioned how it would be when Josh was forced to watch as Toby took me. I knew it would be painful and embarrassing, but also incredibly hot. I couldn't wait.

And as Toby fucked my ass into submission, I thought more and more about how it was just what we both needed, this sex, this dirtiness. Biting down on the bikini bottoms Toby had shoved in my mouth, I even found myself imagining Toby breaking Josh, too, like this. Josh was curious about being the bottom during anal sex, and one of my biggest fantasies was to see him bent over, submitting to a huge, massive cock.

The thought was enough for my ass to clench on the fat shaft pummeling into me. It was so wrong to envision and fantasize about Toby's cock ruining Josh like it was ruining me. How beautiful would that sight be, to see such a proud, powerful guy be forced into a whiney bitch, with the tears and cries, and moans. Hell, it was actually starting to become a vivid fantasy in my head, and as I buried my face deeper into the mattress, I pictured that. I saw him on all fours, submitting himself fully to Toby. Toby behind him, grabbing his hips and forcing his cock inside Josh's tight virgin ass over and over again. His eyes filled with pain and ecstasy as the pleasure of being violated became overwhelming. And the way Toby would degrade him, taunt him, and destroy him, and break him down…

All three of us girls would be in the room, witnessing Toby sodomizing the previous leader of our pack, taking his place with sheer force. Seeing Josh struggle to handle the beastly cock spreading him open and making him a whimpering little mess. The way Josh would gasp and moan as Toby ravaged him, and the way the sight would excite each of us in a different way, would only add to the spectacle.

Then Luna and I could take turns pegging him, and Linda too, one getting bred while the other punishing and exerting dominance over Josh's prostate. Such depravity, such immoral and depraved fantasy, it made me clench Toby's shaft hard. And with a loud grunt, the first batch of his hot seed fired inside my body, filling my depths. I was already halfway down Orgasm Avenue, though, completely lost in my private little fantasy land, and it just served as fuel for my climax to explode.

The images continued rolling. My hand furiously rubbing my clit, I continued the visualization of Josh being ruined in a brutal fashion. We could take pictures or videos, share them all over social media... Josh would have nowhere to hide. People would pay to see his wife, his sister, his friends, and lovers, and he himself get absolutely fucked by the ever-aggressive Toby. And with a smug smirk and a glint in his eyes, Toby would fuck him raw, using his hole as nothing but a storage place for his cream.

"I'm cuh-cumming!" I yelped as I gushed out yet again, leaving wet streaks on the tiles beneath me.

With his hands gripping my hips, he began pounding into my ass, driving his cock deep inside. His fat load was leaking from my sore asshole, mixing in with the fluids from my pussy. I hadn't even noticed that he was having an orgasm. Then, after what felt like forever, Toby finally pulled out. I was left lying there, my ass sore and filled with his cum.

"Yeah, that's it," he grinned, patting my ass. "Now get ready, cause next up is Luna. Time to reel her in..."

"Wh-whu... oh, right," I mumbled. I hadn't fully caught up yet to the pace he was keeping, but sure enough, the day hadn't just begun. As Toby rose from behind me, leaving me there by the side of the pool, naked except for my bikini top. Exhausted from having little to eat, the heat, and the tryst, I collapsed on the tiles. 

And as I was too exhausted to heave myself up right away, I simply remained there, lying on my stomach, breathing slowly and savoring the aftermath of this brutal and yet glorious experience.

In truth, a part of me regretted giving in so easily, so willingly to his advances. If I had had the strength, perhaps I should've fought back more. Perhaps I would've lost, but at least I would've had the satisfaction of resisting him. And now, after what felt like a lifetime of denial and restraint, there was no turning back. I couldn't deny it anymore. It had liberated me, but also changed me. I had so willingly become his, and thus I'd gained some of his creepy traits, it felt like. Scheming and plotting.

I thought back to what I had just fantasized about, what Toby was planning on doing. Toby topping Josh was probably just a "me" thing, so I was sure I could not bring it up without Toby getting weirded out. I shook it off.

"I plan to stay around for a few days. Until Josh is back, basically," Toby grunted from the sun lounger.

"But... Luna..." I started.

"I'll keep out of sight," Toby said. "This place is huge. If anything, I'll just sleep down in the annex like before."

"Barney," I began. Toby waved it off.

"I'll stay clear when he's around, too," Toby said, getting up. "Now, let's go eat something. You look a bit glazed over. Then I want you to show me Luna's room."

*

"Do you ever think about how differently our lives would have been if Josh hadn't kicked me out?" he asked.

"Sometimes," I replied. "I try not to."

"Really?" he said.

"Well yeah," I shrugged, pouring the milk in my bowl. "It's not exactly something we can change, right?"

"Yeah, that's true, I guess," he said, smiling wryly. "But the thought still crosses your mind. Just imagine what would have been if things didn't get twisted?"

"Things got twisted by your own doing," I snorted, pouring cereal into my bowl, careful so as not to spill the milk. "If you had been more patient, perhaps Josh would come more around to it. You schemed and made it weird, which is why he freaked out."

"Maybe," Toby said thoughtfully. "But you have to admit that he was in denial about what he wanted."

"Well, yeah," I said. "But that doesn't mean we should have acted the way we did. We shouldn't have done anything behind his back."

"So, you regret it?" he said, looking at me with an amused expression on his face.

"No," I said quickly. "It's just... I don't know. I guess it's just the guilt talking."

"Ah," he nodded. "The guilt of betraying Josh."

"Exactly," I sighed, sitting down opposite of him with my breakfast. "I mean, he's still my husband, right? And we're still together. Even though I love what we're doing, it feels wrong to keep cheating on him like this."

"Mhm," Toby said, eating his cereal. "So you think we'd eventually be able to convince him to abstain from fucking you while I got you to myself? Back then, I mean."

"Eventually," I said, feeling myself grow wet just at the thought. "I don't know how long it would take, but I think eventually he'd come around."

"You think so?" he asked skeptically. "What about you? Would you have been convinced to let me fuck you without thinking he was okay with it? Would you have caved eventually?"

"If he hadn't thrown you off me after that date night, you know, the evening when he fucked me in the living room to show who was the king of the castle, you would've fucked me right there. I'd let you do it right in front of him, too," I chuckled, taking a spoonful of cereal into my mouth. 

"What a pathetic display that was," Toby chuckled, thinking back to that night. "He was so desperate to prove his manliness."

"Right?" I laughed. "But seriously, if we had been given more time, I'm sure I would have caved. I'm not saying it would have been easy, but I'm sure I would have given in eventually."

"I bet," Toby smirked. "Get on your knees."

I raised an eyebrow and shot him a dirty glare as he stood up. Was he really going to do me here? Yes, he was, and so I lowered myself to the cold kitchen floor as he strode across the counter and stopped right in front of me. His abrupt nature and the authority with which he spoke to me was what intrigued me. 

And after giving him such a glare, he simply grinned.

"Open," he ordered.

I sighed and obeyed, opening my lips as wide as I could for him. Toby didn't hesitate, pushing his fat, semi-erect shaft deep inside. With a few hard thrusts, his massive meat grew stiff and hard. It was surreal just how good it felt inside, and how easily I was falling into the submissive role with him.

"Mhmmm," I purred, sucking him deeper, forcing myself to hold his eyes. The tension, the rush it was just so hot to do. With Toby, there was no hesitation in him, he was in charge and did what he felt he wanted. Me, on the other hand, was like putty in his hands. With the confidence Toby showed, I almost wanted to stop and see just how far he would go.

"Yeah, that's it, you little slut," Toby grunted, grabbing the back of my head and forcing himself deeper. "Take it all."

"Mmmhmmm," I moaned, sucking harder.

"I love taking you under Josh's own roof," Toby grunted. "It feels so fucking good to know that we're fucking behind his back, that he has no idea what's going on."

"Mhmmmm," I moaned.

"You like it too, don't you? You love being used by me, even when you're married to another man," Toby said.

"Mhmmm," I moaned, nodding as I continued sucking him deeply. I loved hearing him talk like that, and it turned me on more than anything. The way he was so confident and commanding, and the way he knew exactly what he wanted... it was intoxicating.

His eyes bored down at me as he continued to use me. I knew he was enjoying every second of it and the feeling was mutual. I loved being on my knees, servicing him like this. It made me feel wanted and desired. Blowing a man was the ultimate act of submission, and the power that came with it was intense. Knowing that you were pleasing the man you're blowing, knowing that you were making him feel good. And with Toby, that feeling was amplified tenfold.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he groaned in ecstasy, his hips starting to buck. He was about to erupt inside me, and the thought made my insides tighten up, as well. I loved feeling a man's hard shaft twitch inside me, the warmth filling me up. And the best part was, Toby's load was thick and creamy. Every time I gave him oral sex, he left me stuffed and satisfied.

However, Toby yanked his cock out of my mouth, pinching the root of his cock.

"Not here. Take me to Luna's bedroom," he growled.

Without hesitation, I did so, standing up and practically scampering out of the kitchen, towards the stairs. Once in her room, I couldn't help but take it in a bit. It had been a while since I was here. It was much the same. The big bed with white bedding, the big closet, and her random stuff around her room. But I eyed the bed, of course, tingling all over, wondering if Toby wanted to mount me on Luna's bed. It was so bad, so naughty, and oh so thrilling.

As if to confirm it, he put his hand on my head. "Get ready."

As he pushed me down on my knees next to the bed, I let out a yelp.

"B-but this is Luna's bed. Don't you wanna do this somewhere else?"

Toby grabbed his huge, meaty cock, and I was mesmerized by the sight. He smirked as he looked down on me and started to stroke it. The motion was hypnotizing. The veins, the girth, and length, and the way his hand slowly traveled along it.

I shuddered at the feeling of it pressing against my mouth. It was massive. Far bigger and thicker than Josh, or any other man I had ever had sex with.

"I can't believe how fucking sexy this is," I muttered. "Your huge cock is just so..."

Toby shoved past my lips, loving the sensation as he hummed. Blowing him here in Luna's room put an extra layer on top of it. I knew that Luna wouldn't approve, that she wouldn't like Toby coming back into our lives again. And here he was, defiling the sanctity of her room. I blushed and couldn't believe the surge of arousal that washed over me.

The knowledge was incredible, the fact that Toby had talked his way back into my life and was now claiming Luna too... it was overwhelming. And Toby knew just how to push the right buttons in me. It was something in him, the raw sexual, animalistic aggressiveness he had, and the sheer presence, but whatever it was, he had a hold of me, of us, and it was incredible.

A jolt of electricity ran through me as Toby pressed the thick mushroom head past my lips. My world instantly fell into place. Here he was, towering over me, my hands wrapped around his massive hips, and his big, heavy dick pressed against my eager, wet lips. A steady pulse of arousal ran through my body. He was too damn addictive, I was completely infatuated and enraptured by him, his dominance, and his immense size and control over my body.

Toby inhaled deeply the sweet feminine scent of Luna's room, savoring it as I sucked and licked, relishing it as he bobbed his dick inside me. Toby could feel his heartbeat pulsing as his senses began to take over. It wasn't long before I felt the tension mounting within him. The veins were pulsating, the heavy musk was starting to fill my nostrils.

"Oh my god," he muttered.

But instead of blowing in my mouth, he dragged me up by my hair, tossed me on the bed so I landed with my head on one of Luna's pillows. Like that, Toby straddled my chest, and I was encircled by the lovable smells of Luna and the rank, strong aroma of Toby.

His cock pointed right at my face as Toby leaned forward on top of me. He took a firm grip on the headboard and began fucking my face with great vigor. The bed began to creak, and the springs in the mattress started to groan. Toby was so rough and relentless that the whole bed slammed back and forth against the wall.

A bit out of control, I clawed at his legs, holding on, struggling to keep myself from suffocating or choking.

Toby ignored everything but his raging needs, but when his dick jerked in its iron prison and blasted a hot streak right into the back of my throat, I was relieved. It went on for so long, filling my esophagus to the max, so thick and chunky. I struggled, gasped, and sputtered.

 I could feel his balls contracting, and the hot liquid hitting my tongue. It was like I was drinking a thick, creamy latte. The sweetness, the thickness, the flavor was perfect. It was so damn tasty. Every single mouthful that hit my tongue sent waves of pure bliss and happiness.

"Yeah, that's it," Toby grunted as he continued pumping his shaft, pushing it down my throat, "You're such a filthy little slut. You're so happy to be getting fucked right under your husband's nose, aren't you? And in his sister's fucking room no less."

"Yes," I gasped, as I finished drinking down all of his thick cum.

Toby was right. I loved it. Everything naughty that existed, I apparently wanted to do. Some of them were so far across the line that it could hardly be called naughty, though.

Why did it have to be so difficult to just accept this for Josh? He clearly loved it. I know it sounds crazy, but I really think that this world would be a better place if more women were able to submit to men like Toby. The power and dominance he exudes were intoxicating, and it would be such a shame to let that go to waste. Toby clearly had a gift, and it should be cherished.

Toby wanted to help me fully embrace that side. He knew what he was doing and wanted to make me his perfect pet. We had already established how much I craved that. His absolute domination, his assertiveness, his primal instincts to take and destroy, as well as his intelligence, cunning, and strong, silent presence. I had willingly allowed him to ravish me, to become a slave to him. I knew this was wrong. But it wasn't wrong. It was right. Toby was right. I knew what I needed, and Toby was going to give it to me

Josh was kind and caring, but Toby was demanding. Josh was soft. Toby was rough and mean. And while both men knew what they wanted, Josh wasn't sure, and Toby was unquestioning, unmoving. If that sounds stupid, let's call it how I saw it.

"Good girl," Toby said.

"Mmm," I moaned, rolling my head from side to side on the pillow as the warmth of him seeped deep within me. It was amazing how one taste could leave me wanting so much more. The hotness was intoxicating, and I knew it was only the beginning. "How are you able to keep this up over and over again?"

"What, Josh can't get it up for you?" Toby taunted, falling over on the big comfy bed.

"He does, but... it's just that you're so much bigger," I said, feeling my cheeks burning. It was so embarrassing to admit, but it was the truth. "He's so small compared to you." Was he, though? Or was I just so broken in now that no cock could compare?

"Ah, that's right, I almost forgot," Toby grinned, leaning over me and forcing me to look at him. "You've become a slut for big, fat cocks."

"Your big, fat cock," I corrected. Another half-truth. Linda would absolutely bend me over any time she wanted. Her precision was unbreakable. But the aggression of Toby couldn't be compared to anything. He took and he took. And he made me crave it. "I love your big, fat cock."

"That's good to know," Toby chuckled, running his fingers through my hair. "And like a real man, I can fuck you as much as you need."

"I need you all the time," I said. "I need your cock all the time. It's all I can think about."

"Even in your sister's bed?" Toby asked, stoking the flames. "Right here where Luna sleeps every night?"

"Yes," I nodded. "I can't help it. I need it. I need you."

"Well, then you should have it," Toby said. "Because I'm going to fuck you right here, and you're going to love it. Right where your bitch sister-in-law sleeps every night."

"Hey, Luna's not a bitch," I shot back. Again, why my protectiveness stood up for Luna, but never Josh, is anyone's guess.

Toby didn't seem to care. Instead, he pushed me over on my stomach, grabbed my hips, and yanked them up. I had to press my face into the pillow to muffle the sound of my moans as he plunged his massive cock inside me. Inhaling Luna's sweet scent while taking Toby's monster dick up my ass was indescribably euphoric. It was the ultimate act of defilement and debauchery. It was wrong and filthy. Yet, the combination was intoxicating. I smelled the strong odor of a person I held so dear to my heart, while I destroyed the sanctity of anything holy.

Toby wasted no time and proceeded to slam his fat cock hard and fast into me. The combination of my scent-drunk lust, combined with his powerful thrusts, quickly brought me closer and closer to climax. I'd cum from Toby railing me in Luna's bed. It was so bad, but I was already well past the point of no return.

With my face smothered by Luna's pillow, I inhaled her sweet, fruity scent deeply and lost myself completely in pleasure. Every punch in my gut made me whimper, and I had to bite down on the silver silk cover to keep myself from screaming.

Just as I was about to reach the edge, Toby pulled out abruptly and heaved his hog into my pussy instead. My knees buckled, and I barely had enough strength to stop myself from falling forward. However, my orgasm didn't stop. Instead, the sensation was multiplied. My pussy clenched tightly around his dick as it slid through my tight folds. And I loved feeling every inch of him spread me wide open.

With a few powerful thrusts, his cock hilted inside me and was soon joined by his copious amount of semen. It seemed like he was dumping a week's worth of semen inside of me, even after a day of fucking and sucking. The white-hot fluid poured out of me like lava. I could hear the sloshing sound as he swirled his cock in my wet snatch, emptying himself fully before slowly pulling out. I couldn't take it anymore and collapsed on Luna's bed.

When it was all over and I was able to catch my breath, the gravity of the situation hit me. I had let Toby fuck me on Luna's bed. My sweet, poor sister, whom I was going to let Toby have his way with. This was awful, wrong, horrible, and just evil. Luna didn't know what she was up against, and it was a dark delight I had to embrace.

I was so fucked.