Chapter 925: Chapter 925 Match
But with that heat came fear—a creeping dread that coiled in Carrie’s belly.
If it’s this hard just to take him into my mouth... how can I survive when he finally puts it inside me?
The thought made her shiver.
Part of her truly believed she might break apart—or even die—once Ross claimed her virginity with that monstrous cock.
And yet... the other part of her longed for it, craved it, as though her body was begging to be conquered.
Ross’s gaze never left her, pride and hunger mingling in his dark eyes.
To him, there was nothing more beautiful than this girl, trembling yet willing, choking on his cock yet refusing to stop.
He let out another groan, his cock twitching against her lips.
"Carrie..." he murmured, his voice low and thick with desire. "It’s about time."
And in that moment, Carrie knew she would give him everything—fear, pain, and pleasure alike.
"Hmmm?" Carrie looked up, her lips straining to take Ross’s thick cock but failing each time.
Ross only smiled, then gently helped her up from her position before laying her on her back.
He lifted her long white legs into a V, holding them in the air for a moment before pressing them tight against her shoulders.
The position left her glistening pink pussy completely exposed to his inspection.
Ross let go, but Carrie, catching the hint, held her legs in place and hooked her arms around them.
"Intelligent and beautiful. You’re amazing, Carrie," Ross praised in a low, husky voice.
Her heart skipped, face flushing crimson.
The compliment and his dominance made her shiver with nervous anticipation.
Ross guided his wet cockhead to her entrance, teasing her folds with slow, deliberate strokes.
Her body quivered at the contact, every nerve lit on fire.
Then, without further delay, he began to push forward.
"Ahhhhhh..." Carrie moaned as her tight walls stretched painfully around him.
It felt as though a baseball bat was being forced inside her—Ross was simply too big.
Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, but her soaked arousal and the slickness of his shaft eased the intrusion, making the breaking of her maidenhood more bearable than it should have been.
Ross paused when he reached her barrier.
He looked into her eyes, and Carrie gave a shaky nod, silently urging him on.
With a steady thrust, he broke through.
"R-Ross!" she cried, her voice trembling as pain and shock rushed through her.
She clung tightly to her legs, biting her lip as her virginity was taken.
Ross groaned deeply, savoring the tight heat that now surrounded him.
"So tight... you’re so pure for me, Carrie. I love it."
She gasped as he stayed buried, letting her adjust, her pussy trembling around his invading length.
Slowly, he began to move, drawing back only a little before pushing forward again.
Each stroke stretched her more, pulling cries and moans from her lips.
The pain lingered, but beneath it, a new spark of pleasure started to bloom.
"Ahhh... ahhh, it’s... it’s too much," Carrie whimpered, her voice shaking, but her hips betrayed her words as they shifted, trying to meet his thrusts.
Ross leaned forward, pressing her legs tighter to her shoulders, forcing himself deeper into her untouched depths.
The bed creaked under the steady rhythm of his powerful movements.
Carrie’s moans grew louder, raw and unrestrained, echoing through the room.
Her nails dug into her thighs as her body surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.
Each deep stroke robbed her of breath, and soon the pain gave way to fiery pleasure that consumed her whole being.
Just 8 minutes later and she was on for a big explosion.
"Ross... oh god... Ross!" she screamed, eyes rolling back as her body convulsed with the first cock induced orgasm of her life inside her virgin cunt, clenching desperately around his cock.
Ross growled, still thrusting hard into her trembling body, determined to make her feel every inch of him.
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Ross was relentless, slamming Carrie into the mattress with a force that made the entire bed groan in protest.
Each brutal thrust drove her body upward, as if he were pinning her down, hammering her into submission with his sheer size and power.
At first, his cock was stained with the streaks of her virgin blood, proof of what he had taken.
But that faint crimson quickly disappeared beneath the flood of her juices.
Carrie’s pussy betrayed her, dripping endlessly as her orgasm rolled on without pause, her voice cracking into broken screams that filled the room.
Ross’s gaze never left the sight below him.
Her tight, pink folds stretched obscenely around his cock, clinging and refusing to let go every time he withdrew.
When he pulled back, slick folds of her inner flesh clung to him, following his shaft as if her body itself was begging him not to leave.
It was raw, messy, lewd—and Ross reveled in it.
The sheer thought that only his monstrous cock could create such a scene made his thrusts all the more vicious.
"Ross! Ross! Ahhhhhh!" Carrie cried out, her voice hoarse, body thrashing helplessly under him.
She tried to push against the sheets, but her arms gave way, trembling from the intensity that wracked her entire frame.
Her juices gushed freely, soaking the sheets beneath them as her body convulsed around his cock.
Ross leaned over her, pressing her legs harder into her shoulders, forcing himself even deeper inside.
His balls slapped against her ass with every punishing stroke, the sound echoing between her cries.
Sweat dripped from his brow, his muscles flexing with every relentless motion as he used her body without pause.
"Your pussy... it’s gripping me so tight... you were made for this," Ross growled, his voice rough and hungry.
Carrie could only sob and moan in response, her mind blank from the overwhelming mixture of pain, pleasure, and submission.
Her pussy clenched tighter with every word, as though her body itself wanted to prove him right.