The Days Before
For weeks, you couldn’t get her out of your head. Maryam. Your cousin’s ex-wife. The woman you’d known for years as family, someone you were never supposed to look at like this. But something had shifted after the divorce. Every time she came around, your eyes kept drifting to her short, chubby, curvy body — especially that fat, soft ass that swayed when she walked. It was wrong. So fucking wrong. And that made it hotter than anything you’d ever felt.
You’d be sitting on the couch at home, Sepi right next to you, your girlfriend laughing at something on TV, and your mind would drift. You’d picture Maryam bent over, that thick ass pushed back toward you, cheeks spread, begging for your cock. The taboo hit you like a drug. She was family-adjacent. Off-limits. And now she was free, but still tied to your world in ways that made every dirty thought feel dangerous.
At night, when Sepi was asleep or out, you’d pull out your phone. You had pictures. One in particular drove you insane: a photo of Maryam and Sepi standing together, smiling side by side. Sepi looked sexy — super tight, skinny, younger — the kind of body that turned heads. But your eyes always went to Maryam. Her shorter frame, her soft belly, those wide hips and that heavy, round ass stretching her jeans. You’d stare at the photo, zoom in on her ass, and your cock would get rock hard instantly.
You’d lock yourself in the bathroom or lie in bed, pull your pants down, and start stroking. Slow at first. You’d imagine walking up behind her, rubbing your hard cock against the outside of her jeans, letting her feel how thick and hot you were. “You feel that?” you’d whisper in your fantasy. “That’s what you do to me.”
Your hand would move faster as you pictured pulling her pants down. That fat ass spilling out, soft and jiggly, pale skin with a little cellulite that made it even more real, more fuckable. You’d imagine spreading her cheeks, spitting on her tight little hole, and rubbing the head of your cock up and down her crack. Teasing her. Making her nervous. Then pressing forward, feeling that resistant ring slowly open for you.
The masturbation sessions got longer and more intense. You’d watch porn — ass fucking videos with curvy women — but you’d close your eyes and replace the girl with Maryam. You imagined how warm and tight she’d feel. How her chubby body would shake every time you thrust deep. How she’d gasp and whimper when your cock pushed so far inside her ass that she could feel it in her stomach, that heavy pressure making her belly bulge just a little.
The taboo made you throb. She used to be with my cousin. Now I’m going to fuck her behind everyone’s back. That thought alone would push you close to the edge. You’d stroke harder, imagining her face — that mix of shock, guilt, and growing lust as you sank deeper. “It’s just us,” you’d groan to yourself. “No one has to know. We’ve known each other for years… this doesn’t change anything.”
Sometimes you’d edge yourself for almost an hour. You’d look at that photo of her and Sepi again, your girlfriend’s tight little body right next to Maryam’s soft curves, and the contrast made you crazy. You had Sepi, but you craved Maryam’s thickness, her forbidden ass. You’d imagine fucking Maryam while thinking about Sepi in the next room. The risk. The secrecy. It made your balls ache.
You came so many times to those thoughts. Thick ropes shooting across your stomach while you pictured yourself buried to the hilt in her ass, holding her hips, pounding her until her legs shook. You’d whisper her name under your breath as you finished, breathing hard, already getting hard again thinking about the next time you’d jerk off to her.
Every day leading up to that knock on your door, the obsession grew. You’d text her casually, but your messages carried double meanings. You’d see her in person and act normal, but inside you were burning. Your cock would twitch just from hugging her goodbye, feeling the softness of her body against you for those few seconds.
You knew it was risky. You had a girlfriend. She was your cousin’s ex. But the fire was too strong. The taboo made everything ten times hotter. You didn’t just want to fuck her — you wanted to claim that ass, stretch it, fill it, make her feel you for days afterward. You wanted to turn the years of innocent knowing into something dirty and secret.
By the time she finally came over, you were ready. All those nights stroking to her pictures, all those fantasies of rubbing your cock on her fat ass, all that built-up lust came rushing out the second you locked the door behind her.
And when you finally pushed inside her that first time — when you watched her face as your thick cock slowly opened her ass, when you saw her eyes widen as she felt you deep in her belly — it was everything you’d imagined and more.
This was only the beginning.
Chapter 1: The First Time
You heard the knock and your heart slammed against your ribs. She was actually here. After all the months of thinking about her, the secret looks, the way her short, curvy body had started living in your head every night, she was standing at your door.
She stepped inside and the air changed. She looked nervous, eyes flicking around like she still wasn’t sure why she came. You didn’t give her time to think. You pulled her straight into your arms and kissed her hard. Your hands went straight to her ass — that thick, soft, chubby ass you’d been dying to touch for years. You squeezed it, pulled her hips against you so she could feel how hard you already were.
She broke the kiss, breathing fast. “You’re crazy,” she said. “Don’t you have a girlfriend?”
“I do,” you answered, voice low. “But I can’t stop thinking about you. I want to fuck you so bad it hurts.”
She laughed, but it was shaky. She sat on the couch like she needed the distance. You followed her, climbed right over her, turned her around so her back was to your chest. You kissed the back of her neck, her shoulders, while your hands slid down and started pulling her pants lower. When her ass came into view — round, full, jiggling softly as you moved her — you couldn’t help it. You spanked it once, firm. The sound filled the room. She gasped.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” you said. “How much time do you have?”
“A couple hours,” she answered quietly.
“Good. Not enough… but good.”
You picked her up — she was short and soft in your arms — and carried her down the hall. You dropped her onto the bed, not rough, but not gentle either. You stripped fast. When your cock came out, heavy and thick and already leaking, her eyes went wide.
“Holy shit,” she whispered. “You’re… huge.”
You moved closer and rubbed the head against her lips. She turned her head away a little.
“You don’t want it in your mouth?” you asked. “That’s okay. It’ll just make your ass hurt more later.”
You didn’t push it. Instead you spread her legs, held them up, and slid into her pussy first. She was already wet. You fucked her slow and deep for a few minutes, just to open her up, to make her body remember what it felt like to have you inside her. She moaned softly, eyes half-closed.
Then you pulled out. Your cock was shiny with her wetness. You pressed the thick head right against her tight little hole.
Her whole face changed. Her eyes got big. She looked scared.
“Shhh,” you said gently. “Just relax for me.”
You pushed. Slow. The tight ring fought you at first, then started to give. Inch by inch you sank into her ass. She made a small, broken sound — half pain, half something else. You watched her face the whole time. You saw the moment she felt it really go deep. Her stomach tightened. Her mouth opened but no sound came out. You knew she could feel it — that heavy, stretching fullness moving up inside her, pressing against places nothing had ever touched before. Like you were filling her belly from the inside.
You kept going until your hips were flush against her soft cheeks. You were buried all the way in her ass.
“Fuck…” you breathed. It was tighter than anything you’d ever felt. Hot. Gripping you like a fist. The sight of your thick cock disappearing between those plump cheeks made your head spin.
You started moving. Slow at first. Long, careful strokes so she could feel every inch going in and out. Her legs were still up, knees almost to her chest, folding her small curvy body under you. Every time you pushed deep she made this soft whimper, and you could see it in her eyes — the shock of how far inside her you were. You could almost see the outline in her lower belly when you went all the way.
You slid two fingers into her mouth and she sucked them without being told, eyes glassy. You fucked her like that for a long time — steady, deep, watching every little change on her face. The fear slowly melted into something hotter. Her hips started to move with you. Her pussy was dripping onto her stomach, untouched but swollen and pretty.
She pulled her mouth off your fingers just long enough to whisper, “What about your girlfriend?”
You kept thrusting, slow and deliberate. “What about her? You gonna tell her you let me fuck your ass?”
She shook her head fast.
“Then it stays between us,” you said. “Think about it. All these years we’ve known each other… if we’d been doing this the whole time, would anything be different? No. It’s the same. Just us. Just this.”
Something in her seemed to let go after that. She stopped fighting the feeling. You started fucking her harder. The bed creaked. Her soft ass rippled every time your hips slapped against it. You changed positions — flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, and took her from behind. Then on her side, one leg hooked over your arm so you could get even deeper. Every position let you watch her face when you went all the way in. Every time you bottomed out you could see that deep pressure hit her. Her eyes would roll back a little. Her belly would tense. She was feeling you in her stomach, exactly like you wanted.
You fucked her for over an hour. Not rushing. Taking your time. Making her take every thick inch over and over. Her moans got louder. Her body got softer, more open. At one point you had her on her back again, legs pushed way back, and you just stayed deep inside her ass, grinding slow circles so she could feel how completely you owned that hole.
When you finally couldn’t hold it anymore, you pushed all the way in and stayed there. You came hard — thick pulses shooting deep into her ass while you groaned her name under your breath. She felt every spurt. You could tell by the way her body jerked and her eyes fluttered. You stayed buried until you stopped throbbing.
When you finally pulled out, slow and careful, she made a small sound. Her hole stayed open for a second, glistening, before it started to close. Some of your cum leaked out and ran down between her cheeks. Her legs were shaking. She looked wrecked in the best way — short of breath, skin flushed, that soft curvy body limp on your bed.
You lay down beside her and pulled her against your chest. Neither of you spoke for a long minute. Her breathing was still shaky. You could feel her heart hammering.
Finally she whispered, “I can’t believe we just did that.”
You kissed the top of her head. “We’re not done. This was only the first time.”
She didn’t answer, but she didn’t pull away either. Her ass was going to be sore for days, just like you promised. And already, even while you were still catching your breath, you were thinking about the next time you’d have her bent over, taking you again.
Chapter 2: The Confession
A couple of days had passed since that first intense afternoon, but the memory of her soft, chubby body trembling under you hadn’t faded at all. Your ass-fucking sessions with Sepi felt different now — good, but somehow not enough. Every time you slid into Sepi’s tight little ass, your mind drifted to Maryam’s thicker, more giving curves, the way her hole had gripped you so desperately.
You couldn’t wait any longer. You picked up your phone and called her.
“Hey… I miss you,” you said, voice low and direct. “Come over. I need to see you again.”
There was a short pause, that nervous little breath she always made when she was fighting with herself. Then she agreed. Quietly. Like she already knew what was going to happen.
When she walked through the door this time, she looked a little more prepared — but still flushed, still shy. You didn’t waste words. You pulled her close, kissed her deeply, and let your hands roam straight to that fat ass you’d been craving. You squeezed it hard, spreading her cheeks through her clothes.
“Bedroom. Now,” you told her.
She followed you, heart beating fast. Clothes came off quickly. You had her on all fours on the bed in minutes, that perfect chubby ass up and presented to you. Her cheeks jiggled softly as you spanked her a few times, watching the skin turn pink. You lubed your cock generously and pressed the thick head against her hole.
This time she was still a little sore from last time, so you went slower at first. Inch by inch you sank into her ass again. She moaned into the pillow, fingers gripping the sheets. The feeling was insane — hot, tight, velvety. Her body opened for you, pulling you deeper until your hips were pressed flush against her soft flesh.
You started fucking her with long, deep strokes. Doggy style felt perfect for this. You could watch everything — the way her ass rippled with every thrust, the way her back arched, the way her shorter, curvy body looked so completely taken.
Then you reached for your phone. You cast that photo to the TV — the one of her and Sepi standing side by side, smiling. Maryam on one side with her thick hips and full ass, Sepi looking skinny and tight next to her.
You kept thrusting steadily as the picture filled the big screen. Your voice came out rough, turned on by your own confession.
“You see that picture?” you groaned, pushing deep so she felt every inch. “I used to stare at it for hours. Sepi right next to you… but I’d zoom in on your ass. I’d pull my cock out and jerk off like crazy, imagining this exact moment. Thinking about one day bending you over right here on this bed and fucking your fat ass while looking at that photo.”
She gasped loudly as you bottomed out again, your cock buried to the hilt. You could feel her ass clench hard around you.
“I’d stroke so fucking slow,” you continued, picking up the pace, “watching your ass in that picture and imagining how it would feel stretching around me. How you’d moan when I went really deep… how it would feel in your stomach. And you know what’s even dirtier?”
You leaned forward, covering her back with your chest, still pumping into her ass in a steady rhythm. Your mouth was right by her ear.
“Every time I fuck Sepi in the ass… I close my eyes and think about you. I imagine it’s your thicker, softer ass I’m pounding. Your chubby cheeks slapping against me. It makes me cum so much harder.”
Maryam let out a shaky, broken moan. Her face was turned toward the TV, looking at her own picture while you railed her from behind. You felt her get even wetter — her pussy was dripping down her thighs untouched. The confession was turning her on hard. Her hips started pushing back to meet your thrusts.
“Fuck…” she whispered, voice hoarse. “That’s so wrong…”
“Yeah, it is,” you growled, slamming into her a little harder. “But it feels so fucking good, doesn’t it? Knowing I’ve been obsessed with this ass for weeks. Jerking off to you while my girlfriend was in the same house. And now you’re here, taking every inch like a good girl.”
You straightened up again, gripping her wide hips with both hands and really started fucking her. Deep, powerful strokes that made her whole body shake. Every time you buried yourself completely, you watched her react — that little bulge in her lower belly, the way her mouth fell open, the way her eyes kept flicking back to the photo on the TV.
The taboo of it all hung thick in the air. Her being your cousin’s ex. You having a girlfriend. The years of knowing each other as “family.” And now this — you confessing every dirty fantasy while your cock was balls-deep in her ass.
It drove both of you wild. Her moans got louder, needier. She was pushing back against you, fucking herself on your cock. You reached around and rubbed her swollen clit, and she came hard — her ass squeezing you rhythmically, milking you as she shook and cried out.
You didn’t stop. You kept pounding her through it, chasing your own release while telling her more — how many times you’d cum to that picture, how you’d imagined filling her ass just like this.
When you finally came, you buried yourself as deep as possible and unloaded inside her, groaning her name. Pulse after pulse, filling her up while she whimpered and took it all.
You stayed inside her for a long time afterward, both of you catching your breath, the photo of her and Sepi still glowing on the TV.
She turned her head slightly, voice soft and shaky. “You’re really fucked up… but I can’t stop thinking about it either now.”
You kissed her shoulder and smiled against her skin.
This was only Chapter 2. The secret was getting deeper, and so was the obsession.
Chapter 3: Both of You
It had only been a couple of days since the last time, but the need was already burning again. You called her in the middle of the day.
“I miss that ass,” you told her straight. “Come over. I need to fuck you again.”
She didn’t even hesitate this time. When she walked in, you could see it in her eyes — she knew exactly why she was there. You pulled her close, grabbed two big handfuls of her soft, chubby ass, and kissed her hard while you squeezed.
“I’ve been thinking about something,” you said against her mouth. “I want to fuck both of you. Your fat ass and Sepi’s tight little one. At the same time.”
She shivered in your arms but didn’t pull away.
You took her straight to the bedroom. Clothes came off fast. You put her on her back, grabbed her legs, and pushed them up high so her knees were almost by her shoulders. That short, curvy body looked so open and fuckable like that. Her ass was soft and full, cheeks spreading naturally. You lubed your cock and pressed the thick head against her hole.
As you started pushing in, slow and steady, you looked right in her eyes and started talking.
“Sepi’s butthole is so fucking tight,” you said as the head popped inside her. “Skinny little thing. It grips me hard every time. But yours…” You pushed deeper, watching her mouth fall open as your cock stretched her. “Yours is softer. Chubbier. It gives way so nice. I can sink all the way in and feel it pressing up into your stomach.”
She moaned loud when you bottomed out, your hips flush against her plush ass. You could see the pressure in her lower belly, that deep fullness making her stomach tighten.
You started fucking her with long, deep strokes. Not fast yet — just steady and heavy so she could feel every inch going in and out.
“I want both of you,” you kept going, voice low and dirty. “I want you and Sepi side by side on this bed, both on your backs with your legs up just like this. I’d start with her tight little hole first. Pound it fast and hard the way I do when I close my eyes and pretend it’s you. Then I’d pull out and slide straight into your fat ass. Nice and deep. Make you feel it in your belly while she watches.”
Maryam’s eyes were glassy. Her pussy was already dripping down onto the sheets even though you weren’t touching it yet.
“Tell me more,” she breathed. “How else do you want to fuck Sepi’s ass? Show me.”
You pushed her legs even higher and drove in deep, grinding against her ass so she felt every bit of thickness.
“Like this,” you groaned. “I’d hold her skinny legs back just like I’m holding yours right now. Push her knees to her chest so that tight little butthole is completely exposed. Then I’d fuck her slow at first… let her feel every inch stretching her open. Then harder. Until she’s whimpering and leaking everywhere. Just like you’re doing now.”
“Oh fuck… that’s so deep,” she gasped as you gave her a hard, deliberate thrust that made her belly jump.
You kept talking the whole time. For the next four hours you barely stopped moving inside her ass. You changed positions when you wanted, but you never really pulled out for long. Doggy style with her face in the pillow while you spanked that fat ass and told her how you’d line both of them up and go back and forth — one stroke in Sepi’s tight hole, the next stroke buried balls-deep in Maryam’s softer one. Missionary with her legs folded back so you could watch her face every time you went all the way in. Her on her side with one leg up so you could reach around and rub her swollen clit while you fucked her ass deep.
Every time you described fucking Sepi, Maryam got wetter. The dirtier you talked, the more her body responded.
You made her cum the first time with your fingers on her clit while you stayed buried deep in her ass. Her whole body shook, ass squeezing your cock in rhythmic pulses. A little squirt leaked out of her pussy onto your hand and the bed.
You didn’t stop. You kept fucking her through it, talking the whole time.
“See? This is how I’d do it to both of you. Fuck Sepi’s tight ass until she cums, then slide into yours and make you squirt too.”
She came again later, harder, when you had her in doggy and reached under to rub her clit in fast circles while you pounded her ass. This time she squirted more — a hot rush that soaked the sheets under her. Her legs were shaking so bad you had to hold her hips to keep her up.
You lost count after that. She came at least four or five times over those four hours. Sometimes from your fingers on her clit, sometimes just from the deep anal and the filthy things you kept saying in her ear.
The whole time you kept feeding her the fantasy.
“I’d have both of you on all fours,” you told her while you fucked her from behind. “Sepi on the left, you on the right. I’d fuck her tight little hole for a minute, then pull out and push into your fat ass. Back and forth. Making both of you take turns feeling my cock. You’d both be dripping. Both begging.”
She pushed back against you harder every time you said it.
Toward the very end, after almost four straight hours of non-stop ass fucking and constant dirty talk, you had her on her back again with her legs pushed way up and back. You were deep inside her, fucking her steady and hard, sweat dripping off both of you.
“I’m gonna cum,” you growled. “Gonna fill this ass… but I want to see it on you first.”
You pulled your cock out right as the first pulse hit. You held her legs high with one arm and stroked with the other. Thick ropes of cum shot across her face, her tits, and her soft belly. She gasped and opened her mouth, tongue out, taking some of it while the rest painted her skin.
But you weren’t finished. While you were still throbbing, you pushed straight back into her stretched, cum-slick ass and kept thrusting. You pumped the rest of your load deep inside her while the cum on her face and tits slowly ran down her body.
She came again — or tried to — from the overwhelming feeling of being filled while marked at the same time. Her body jerked under you, ass milking your cock as you stayed buried and kept grinding through the last waves.
When you finally slowed down, both of you were wrecked. Four hours of almost non-stop fucking. Her ass was red from your hands and hips. Cum was drying on her face and chest. More of it was leaking out of her well-fucked hole around your cock.
You stayed inside her, slowly softening, and leaned down to kiss her messy mouth.
She looked up at you, breathing hard, voice shaky but honest.
“I can’t believe how much I love it when you talk about fucking both of us,” she whispered. “It makes me so fucking wet. I came so many times…”
You smiled against her lips and gave one last slow push, still half-hard inside her ass.
“Good,” you said. “Because I’m not done wanting both of you.”
She didn’t answer with words. She just pulled you down and kissed you again, legs still wrapped around you.
This was only Chapter 3.
The obsession was getting deeper… and so was the secret.
Chapter 4: The Camping Trip
A few weeks had passed since that marathon four-hour session, and the secret between you and Maryam had only grown hotter. The dirty talk about Sepi kept pushing her over the edge every time. You decided it was time to take the risk to another level.
You were lying in bed with Sepi one evening, her tight little body curled against you. “We should go camping this weekend,” you said casually. “Just the three of us. I’ll invite Maryam too. She’s been down since the divorce, turning 45 and all that. It might cheer her up to get out of the house.”
Sepi, only 15 and always sweet, smiled without hesitation. “Yeah, sure. She’s nice. The more the merrier.”
Maryam agreed almost immediately when you called her. You could hear the nervous excitement in her voice.
The three of you drove up into the mountains that Friday. The campsite was perfect — secluded, surrounded by trees, far from other people. You set up one big tent. You made sure your sleeping bag was in the middle, with Sepi on your left and Maryam on your right.
The day was filled with hiking, laughs, and normal conversation. But every time you looked at Maryam’s chubby curves in her hiking pants, or at Sepi’s skinny waist and tight little ass, your cock twitched with anticipation. The taboo of having both of them here, so close, made everything electric.
That night, after the fire died down and everyone crawled into the tent, the air felt thick. Flashlights off. Only the faint moonlight filtering through the fabric. You lay there listening to their breathing. Sepi on your left, already drifting off. Maryam on your right, pretending to sleep but tense with awareness.
You waited until Sepi’s breathing became slow and deep. Then you quietly rolled toward her. Your hand slid under her sleeping bag, finding her tiny, firm ass. She stirred slightly but didn’t wake fully as you pulled her shorts down just enough. Your cock was already rock hard. You lubed it quickly with a small packet you’d hidden in your bag and pressed the head against her tight little butthole.
Sepi’s eyes fluttered open in the dark. You put a finger to her lips. “Shhh,” you whispered almost silently. She bit her lip, face flushing with surprise and arousal as you slowly pushed forward. Her tiny, skinny ass was so incredibly tight — it took real effort to ease the thick head inside. Her face twisted in that mix of discomfort and pleasure you loved so much: eyes squeezed shut, mouth open in a silent gasp, cheeks flushed. You watched her expression closely as you sank deeper, inch by inch, until you were buried in her smallest hole.
At the same time, your other hand reached to the right, under Maryam’s blanket. You found her soft, fat ass and squeezed it possessively. Your fingers slid between her cheeks, finding her already wet pussy and then her loosened hole from previous fuckings. You pushed two fingers into her ass while you started slow, quiet thrusts into Sepi’s tiny one.
Maryam stayed perfectly still, but you felt her push back against your fingers. She knew exactly what was happening. She was awake, listening, feeling. The risk of it all — fucking your girlfriend’s ass inches away from your secret lover — made your heart pound.
You kept the movements minimal but deep. Tiny, grinding thrusts into Sepi’s impossibly tight hole while your fingers worked Maryam’s chubby ass. Sepi’s face stayed buried in her pillow, breathing fast and shallow, trying so hard to stay quiet. Every time you pushed a little deeper into her, her body would tense and her tiny hole would clench hard around you.
After a while, Sepi’s breathing changed — she’d fallen back into a light, exhausted sleep with you still inside her. You stayed there for a few more minutes, savoring the insane contrast.
Then you slowly pulled out of Sepi, your cock glistening. You turned to the right, toward Maryam. She was ready. Her shorts were already pulled down. You pressed against her soft, plump ass and slid into her in one smooth motion. She was looser than Sepi but so warm and plush — it felt like sinking into heaven. You buried yourself completely and stayed there, grinding deep while your hand reached back to gently hold Sepi’s tiny ass cheek.
You started fucking Maryam quietly. Long, slow strokes that made her soft body jiggle slightly. You leaned close to her ear and whispered, barely audible:
“This is what I’ve always wanted… both of you. My cock in Sepi’s tight little teenage ass one minute, then deep in your fat 45-year-old ass the next. Feeling how different you both are.”
Maryam’s hand found yours under the blanket and squeezed it hard. She pushed back against you, taking you deeper.
You kept switching when you dared — pulling out of Maryam and sliding back into Sepi’s tiny hole for a few strokes, then back to Maryam’s welcoming softness. The whole time your hands roamed both of them: fingering Maryam’s dripping pussy while buried in Sepi, grabbing Maryam’s thick ass while inside her. The quiet sounds — soft wet noises, suppressed breaths, the faint slap of skin — felt deafening in the dark tent.
You fucked like this for what felt like hours. Slow, careful, insanely risky. You made Maryam cum twice with your fingers on her clit while you were balls-deep in her ass, her body shaking silently. Sepi stirred once or twice but stayed mostly asleep, your cum already leaking from her tiny hole from the first round.
Finally, as the sky started to lighten outside, you couldn’t hold back anymore. You were deep in Maryam’s ass when the orgasm hit. You pumped rope after rope of cum deep inside her, filling her. Then, while still throbbing, you pulled out and quickly slid back into Sepi, giving her the last few pulses inside her tight little hole too.
Both of them now had your cum leaking from their asses.
You lay there in the middle, heart racing, one hand on each of their hips as the morning light grew. Sepi woke first, shifting and feeling the wetness between her cheeks. She gave you a wide-eyed, flushed look but said nothing. Maryam “woke up” shortly after, stretching and clearly feeling the load you’d left inside her. She glanced at you with a secret, satisfied little smile.
In the morning light, the three of you crawled out of the tent like nothing had happened. But you all knew. Both women carried your cum inside them as you made coffee and started breakfast. The air between you three felt charged with a brand new level of forbidden tension.
Sepi caught your eye once and blushed deeply. Maryam just looked at the ground, biting her lip, already thinking about the next time.
This was only Chapter 4.
The camping trip had changed everything. The secret was no longer just between two people… and it was far from over.
Chapter 5: The Woods
A couple of weeks after the camping trip, the three of you went back to the same spot for another quick weekend. The air was crisp, the trees thick, and the tension between all of you felt even heavier now.
You were all sitting around the fire that afternoon, relaxing after a morning hike. Sepi’s phone buzzed — a group of her old classmates, also 15 and 19, were camping nearby. A few girls and guys. Sepi lit up when she saw them walking over. They were super hot — tight little bodies, tiny leggings hugging their firm young asses, sports bras showing off smooth skin. You couldn’t stop staring. Those perky tits bouncing as they walked, those tiny waists and athletic legs. Your cock twitched hard just looking at them.
“Hey babe,” you said casually to Sepi, keeping your voice relaxed. “If you want to go hiking with your friends, go have fun. They’re your classmates. Catch up. I’ll hang here with Maryam.”
Sepi smiled, gave you a quick kiss, and headed off with the group, laughing as they disappeared down the trail.
The second they were out of sight, you turned to Maryam. She was already breathing faster, that nervous-excited look in her eyes. At 45, her chubby, curvy body looked so different from those tight 15-year-olds — softer, fuller, more forbidden.
“Come with me,” you said, grabbing her hand. You led her deep between the trees, far enough that the campsite was hidden but close enough that you could still faintly hear the distant voices of Sepi and her friends.
You pushed her against a thick tree trunk, yanking her pants and panties down in one rough motion. Her fat, soft ass spilled out, pale and jiggling. You spat on your cock, lined it up with her hole, and pushed in hard — no slow warm-up this time.
“Ahh—fuck!” Maryam cried out loud as you forced the thick head inside her. The sound echoed through the woods. She was still a little sore from before, and the sudden stretch made her face twist in pain. You loved it. You watched her eyes squeeze shut, her mouth open in a silent scream as you kept pushing deeper.
“That’s it,” you groaned, gripping her wide hips. “Take it. I love seeing you hurt like this.”
You started fucking her hard right away. Deep, brutal strokes that made her chubby ass ripple and smack against you. She couldn’t stay quiet. Every thrust pulled loud, broken moans and whimpers out of her.
“Fuck— it hurts… you’re so deep,” she gasped, but she pushed back against you anyway.
While you pounded her ass, your mind drifted to the girls you’d just seen. Those tiny leggings stretched over their tight young asses. The way they laughed and bounced. You imagined bending one of them over right here, next to Maryam. Or better — all of them.
“God, Sepi’s friends are so fucking hot,” you confessed as you slammed into Maryam harder, making her scream. “Those skinny little bodies in those tight leggings… I can’t stop thinking about them. I want to get to know them. Invite them over. Maybe fuck their tiny asses too while you watch.”
Maryam moaned louder at your words, her pussy dripping down her thighs. The pain and the dirty talk mixed together, turning her on even more. You reached around and rubbed her clit roughly while you railed her ass.
You fucked her like an animal — loud, raw, no holding back. The wet slapping sounds and her screams filled the quiet woods. Birds flew away. You didn’t care who might hear. You wanted her to feel every thick inch stretching her, hurting her in the best way.
“Tell me you love it when I think about fucking those young girls while I’m destroying your ass,” you growled, pounding her so hard her whole body shook.
“I… I love it,” she cried out, voice breaking. “Fuck me harder!”
You did. You grabbed her shoulders for leverage and drove in deep, watching her face contort in pain and pleasure every time you bottomed out. That soft belly bulging slightly from how deep you were. Her legs shaking. Tears of overwhelming sensation in her eyes.
After a long, rough fuck, you felt your orgasm building. You pulled out suddenly, spun her around, and pushed her down to her knees on the forest floor.
“Open your mouth,” you ordered.
She did, tongue out, looking up at you with messy hair and flushed cheeks. You stroked your cock twice and exploded — thick ropes of cum shooting across her face, into her open mouth, and dripping down onto her tits. She swallowed what landed on her tongue, coughing a little as you kept cumming.
Before you finished, you pushed your cock back between her lips and kept thrusting, using her mouth to ride out the last waves while she looked up at you with watery eyes.
You stayed like that for a minute, catching your breath, your cock softening in her warm mouth. Then you pulled her up, helped her fix her clothes, and wiped some of the cum off her face with your thumb.
“Sepi and her friends will be back soon,” you whispered, kissing her roughly. “Walk back like nothing happened… even with my cum still inside you.”
Maryam’s legs were shaky as you both returned to camp. She sat by the fire, quiet and sore, while you acted completely normal.
When Sepi came back with her hot friends, laughing and glowing from the hike, you smiled warmly. But inside, your mind was already spinning new fantasies — those tight young bodies mixed with Maryam’s curvy one.
The secret was getting more dangerous… and you were loving every second of it.
This was only Chapter 5.
Chapter 6: Massage Night
The tent was warm and dim, lit only by a small battery lantern turned low. Outside, the forest was quiet except for the occasional night sound. The three of you had spent the day hiking again, but tonight you’d suggested something different.
“Massage night,” you’d said casually while unpacking the small bottle of body oil you’d brought. “All of us. We’re all sore from the trail.”
Sepi, 15 and always up for anything, smiled and nodded. Maryam, 45, gave you a knowing look but played along. “Sounds nice,” she said softly.
You laid out the sleeping bags side by side, making one big soft surface. You had Sepi lie on her stomach first, then Maryam on the other side. You knelt between them in the middle, just like before.
You started with the oil — warm, slick, coconut-scented. You poured it generously over Sepi’s back and shoulders, then over Maryam’s softer, fuller curves. Your hands moved slowly at first, rubbing it in. Sepi sighed and melted into the sleeping bag almost immediately. Her tight little body glistened under the low light. Maryam’s chubby ass and wide hips looked even softer and rounder when oiled.
You worked Sepi’s back, shoulders, then lower. Your hands slid over her small, firm ass cheeks, spreading the oil between them. She let out a sleepy little hum but didn’t protest. You kept the pressure firm and relaxing. After a while her breathing slowed and deepened. She was drifting.
That’s when you turned your attention more to Maryam.
You poured more oil directly onto her fat ass, letting it run down between her cheeks. Your hands massaged her thick, soft flesh, spreading her open. Two slick fingers found her hole and pushed inside easily — she was already relaxed and a little used to you. She stayed perfectly still, but you felt her push back against your fingers just slightly.
Sepi stirred once, mumbled something, then went quiet again. She was mostly asleep now, or at least too relaxed and tired to really notice what was happening on the other side of you.
You kept one hand on Sepi — slow, gentle massage strokes on her back and tiny ass — while your other hand worked two, then three fingers deeper into Maryam’s oiled hole. Maryam bit her lip hard to stay quiet. Her chubby body trembled under your touch.
When you were sure Sepi’s breathing was steady and deep, you moved behind Maryam. You poured oil all over your cock, got it slippery, and pressed the thick head against her hole. You pushed in slowly but steadily. Maryam’s face pressed into the sleeping bag as you sank deep into her ass in one long stroke. She was so slick from the oil that you went in easier than usual, but she was still tight enough to grip you hard.
You stayed buried in her for a moment, grinding deep so she could feel every inch. Then you started fucking her — quiet, controlled strokes. Long and deep, not fast, so the wet sounds stayed low. Your hips moved against her soft, oiled ass cheeks with a quiet, rhythmic slap. Every time you bottomed out you watched her body jolt and her fingers dig into the sleeping bag.
You kept your other hand on Sepi the whole time, still “massaging” her — slow circles on her back, gentle squeezes on her tiny oiled ass. Sepi didn’t wake. She just breathed slowly, completely unaware that inches away from her, you were balls-deep in Maryam’s fat ass, fucking her quietly but steadily.
Maryam turned her head toward you, eyes glassy, mouth open in a silent moan. You leaned down and whispered right against her ear, so low only she could hear:
“Sepi’s right there… sleeping while I fuck your ass. You feel how deep I am? I’m gonna fill this fat ass while she’s passed out next to us.”
Maryam’s hole clenched hard around you. She was getting off on the risk and the secret.
You switched it up a few times. You pulled out of Maryam, added more oil to your cock, and carefully slid into Sepi’s tiny, tight hole while she was still half-asleep. She made a small, sleepy sound but didn’t fully wake. Her ass gripped you like a fist — so much tighter than Maryam’s. You gave her a few slow, careful strokes, then pulled out and went right back into Maryam’s softer, oil-slick hole.
Back and forth. Quiet. Risky. One hand always on Sepi like you were still just massaging her. The other gripping Maryam’s wide, oiled hips while you fucked her deep and steady.
Maryam came first — silently, her whole body shaking as you stayed buried in her ass and rubbed her clit with oily fingers. Her ass squeezed you rhythmically. You didn’t stop. You kept fucking her through it, slow and deep, while Sepi slept on beside you.
You lasted a long time like that — switching between the two of them, always quiet, always with at least one hand on Sepi so it still looked like a massage if she woke. The oil made everything slippery and filthy. The contrast between Sepi’s tiny, tight hole and Maryam’s fuller, softer one drove you crazy.
When you finally couldn’t hold back anymore, you were deep inside Maryam. You pushed all the way in, stayed there, and came hard — thick pulses shooting deep into her ass while you bit your own lip to stay quiet. Maryam felt every spurt and pushed back against you, taking it all.
You stayed inside her until you finished throbbing, then slowly pulled out. A little of your cum leaked out and mixed with the oil between her cheeks. You quickly wiped your cock, added more oil, and slid back into Sepi one last time — giving her the last few drops while she slept.
Both of them now had your cum inside their asses.
You lay between them afterward, heart still racing, one oily hand resting on each of their hips. Sepi was still mostly asleep, breathing slow and even. Maryam was awake, looking at you in the low light with that secret, satisfied expression.
She reached over and squeezed your hand under the sleeping bag.
Neither of you said anything out loud.
This was only Chapter 6.
The massage night had gone exactly how you wanted — quiet, risky, and filthy.
Chapter 7: Wet in the Woods
The next morning the sun was already warm when you told Sepi you were taking Maryam for a hike. “She needs to move around a bit,” you said casually. Sepi just nodded, still sleepy from the long massage night, and said she might meet up with her friends again later. Perfect.
You and Maryam walked the trail for a while, pretending everything was normal. But the second you spotted a small side path that disappeared between thick bushes and tall trees, you grabbed her hand and pulled her off the main trail.
“Where are we going?” she whispered, already breathing faster.
“Somewhere quiet,” you answered.
A few minutes later the path opened into a small hidden clearing surrounded by dense bushes. You could still hear the distant sound of the main trail and, faintly, voices — probably Sepi and her friends somewhere nearby. The risk made your cock throb.
You didn’t waste time. You pushed Maryam forward against a thick tree trunk, reached around, and yanked her hiking pants and panties down to her knees. Her fat, soft ass spilled out, pale in the morning light. You spat on your cock, rubbed the head against her hole, and pushed in hard.
“Ahh—fuck!” she cried out loud, the sound echoing through the trees. She was still sore from the night before and from the massage session, and the sudden stretch made her whole body tense. You watched her face twist — eyes squeezed shut, mouth open in pain — and you loved it. You loved seeing that mix of discomfort and unwilling pleasure on her face every time you forced your thick cock deeper into her ass.
“Shhh,” you growled against her ear, even though you didn’t really want her quiet. “Or don’t. Let them hear.”
You started fucking her right there between the bushes — hard, deep, no mercy. Her chubby ass rippled every time your hips slapped against it. The wet, filthy sounds of your cock stretching her hole filled the small clearing. She tried to stay quiet at first, biting her lip, but every time you bottomed out she let out a broken moan or a sharp gasp. You could see it in her face — the pain of being opened so roughly in the middle of the woods, the deep pressure in her belly, the fear of someone walking by and hearing her.
You grabbed her soft hips and pounded her harder, watching her short, curvy body jolt forward with every thrust. “This is what I wanted,” you told her, voice low and rough. “Fucking your fat ass out here where anyone could hear. While Sepi is walking around with her little friends.”
Maryam pushed back against you even as she whimpered from the stretch. Her pussy was dripping down her thighs.
You fucked her like that for a long time — deep, steady, brutal strokes that made her ass grip you tight every time you went all the way in. Then, while you were buried balls-deep inside her, you leaned in close to her ear.
“Want to get really wet with me?” you asked.
She turned her head slightly, confused and turned on. “What…?”
You stayed deep inside her ass and relaxed. The first hot spurt of piss shot straight into her. Maryam’s whole body jerked.
“Oh my god—” she gasped, voice cracking. “You’re… you’re pissing in me?”
“Yeah,” you groaned, holding her hips tight so she couldn’t pull away. “First time. Filling this fat ass with my piss while my cock is still inside you.”
The warm liquid kept flowing, flooding her insides. You could feel the pressure building around your cock as her belly started to feel fuller. Maryam’s legs shook. Her face showed pure shock mixed with overwhelming sensation — the heat, the strange fullness, the humiliation of it. She moaned loud, unable to stay quiet anymore.
“Fuck… it’s so warm… I can feel it…” she whimpered, pushing back against you even as more piss kept pumping into her ass.
You started fucking her again while you were still pissing — short, deep thrusts that made the liquid slosh inside her. The sensation was filthy and intense. Every time you pushed in, more piss leaked out around your cock and ran down her thighs. The smell of sex and piss mixed with the fresh forest air.
You kept talking dirty the whole time. “Sepi’s friends are probably close by… those tight little bodies in their leggings. I was thinking about them yesterday while I was fucking you. Now I’m pissing in your ass and thinking about them again.”
Maryam came hard from the combination — the deep anal, the warm piss filling her, and the dirty words. Her ass clenched around you rhythmically as she shook and cried out into the trees. You didn’t stop. You kept fucking her through it, the piss making everything wetter and sloppier.
When you finally finished pissing, you stayed buried deep and fucked her even harder for a few more minutes, using the warm, full feeling inside her. Then you pulled out, spun her around, and pushed her down to her knees on the soft ground.
“Open,” you ordered.
She looked up at you, messy, flushed, cum and piss still leaking from her stretched hole, and opened her mouth. You stroked your cock a few times and came across her face and tongue — thick ropes that mixed with the dirt and sweat on her skin. She swallowed what landed in her mouth, breathing hard.
You helped her stand on shaky legs, pulled her pants back up, and kissed her roughly. “Walk back like this,” you told her. “With my piss and cum still inside you. Feel it leaking out while we’re around Sepi and her friends.”
Maryam’s face was still flushed, her legs unsteady as you both made your way back to the main trail. Every step made more of the warm liquid shift inside her. She kept giving you that secret, overwhelmed look — half embarrassed, half already wanting more.
When you got back to camp, Sepi was sitting by the fire with two of her hot friends. They smiled and waved. Maryam sat down carefully, trying not to wince, feeling everything you’d left inside her.
You sat between them like nothing had happened.
But the secret had gotten even filthier.
This was only Chapter 7.
Chapter 8: Her New Craving
Later that same afternoon, after you both walked back to camp with Maryam moving carefully, trying not to let too much leak out, something had changed in her.
She was quieter around Sepi, but every time she looked at you, her eyes were darker, hungrier. The piss experience had flipped a switch. She was more turned on than you’d ever seen her. Restless. Shifting in her seat by the fire. Pressing her thighs together.
Sepi eventually went off with her friends again for another hike. The second she was out of sight, Maryam grabbed your wrist.
“I need it again,” she said, voice low and shaky. “Right now. The piss… inside me. It made me so fucking horny I can’t think straight. Please.”
You didn’t argue. You led her back to the same hidden clearing between the thick bushes, the one where you could still faintly hear voices from the main trail if the wind was right. The risk was still there. That only made it better.
The moment you were far enough in, Maryam turned around and started pulling her own pants and panties down. She bent over against the same tree, presenting that fat, soft ass to you without being told.
“Do it,” she said. “Fuck me. And talk to me like before.”
You spat on your cock, lined up, and pushed in hard. She was still a little loose and slick from earlier, but the stretch still made her gasp loudly.
“Ahh—fuck, yes…”
You started fucking her deep right away, gripping her wide hips, watching her chubby ass ripple with every thrust. The wet sounds were loud in the quiet woods.
Maryam turned her head, looking back at you with glassy eyes.
“Think about Sepi’s tight little ass while you fuck mine,” she said. “Tell me… can she take it as deep as I’m taking your dick right now?”
You slammed in harder, bottoming out so she felt it in her stomach.
“No,” you growled. “Sepi’s tiny hole can’t take me this deep. Yours opens up and lets me in all the way. I can feel it pressing up into your belly. She’d be crying and tapping out before I got this far.”
Maryam moaned loud, pushing back against you.
“Tell me you love fucking my fat ass as much as her tight one…”
“I love it more,” you said, pounding her harder. “Her ass is tight and cute, but yours is soft and thick and it jiggles when I fuck it. It feels better wrapped around my cock. Warmer. Greedier. I think about this ass when I’m inside her.”
She was breathing hard now, getting off on every word.
“Tell me I’m your whore,” she whispered.
“You’re my whore,” you said immediately, slapping her ass hard. “My secret 45-year-old whore who lets me piss in her ass and fuck her in the woods while my 15-year-old girlfriend is nearby. You’re the dirty older woman who begs for it.”
Maryam’s whole body shook. She reached back and spread her own ass cheeks wider for you.
“More,” she begged. “Tell me more while you fuck me.”
You kept talking the whole time, never stopping the deep, steady thrusts.
“I love how your fat ass takes me so easily compared to Sepi’s tiny one. Hers fights me every time. Yours just opens up and swallows my cock. I love watching your soft belly move when I go all the way in. I love how you moan like a whore when I’m this deep. Sepi would never let me talk to her like this. But you… you love it. You’re my filthy whore who gets wetter the dirtier I get.”
She was dripping down her thighs now, even though you weren’t touching her pussy.
You kept fucking her like that for a long time, switching between long slow strokes and hard, punishing ones. Every time you bottomed out she made that broken sound you loved — half pain, half overwhelming pleasure.
Then you leaned over her back, still buried deep, and whispered against her ear.
“I’m gonna piss in you again.”
She nodded fast, almost desperate. “Yes… do it. Fill me up again.”
You stayed deep inside her ass and relaxed. The first hot spurt shot straight into her. Maryam let out a long, shaky moan.
“Oh my god… it’s happening again…”
You kept pissing, flooding her insides while your cock stayed buried. The pressure built fast. Her belly started to feel fuller, tighter. Some of it leaked out around your cock and ran down her legs.
Then something new happened.
Maryam suddenly gasped and started pissing too.
It came out in a hot rush around your cock, splashing down her thighs and onto the ground. She couldn’t hold it — the combination of your cock stretching her, the piss filling her, and how turned on she was made her lose control.
“Fuck— I’m pissing too—” she cried out, voice breaking. “I can’t stop…”
The feeling of her hot piss flowing around your cock while you were still pissing inside her ass was filthy and intense. You kept thrusting slowly through it, the liquid making everything wetter and sloppier. The smell of sex and piss mixed with the forest air.
You stayed inside her until you finished emptying your bladder. Her ass was completely full now, swollen and tight around you. When you finally pulled your cock out, a thick gush of piss and cum poured out of her stretched hole and down her legs.
Maryam was shaking, still bent over the tree.
You turned her around, pushed her down onto the soft ground on her back, and spread her legs wide. Her short, chubby body looked messy and used — face flushed, tits heaving, pussy and ass both dripping.
You stood over her and started pissing again.
The hot stream hit her soft belly first, then you moved it up to her big tits, soaking them, then higher to her face. She opened her mouth and let some of it land on her tongue, eyes half-closed in a mix of humiliation and pure lust. You pissed all over her — belly, tits, neck, face — marking her completely while she lay there and took it.
This was the first real golden shower between you.
When you finished, she was soaked. Piss ran down her body in streams, mixing with the dirt and leaves. She looked up at you, breathing hard, completely wrecked and still horny.
“I’ve never done that before,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “Pissing while you were inside me… and then you pissing on me like that…”
You knelt between her legs and kissed her messy mouth.
“You liked it,” you said.
She nodded, almost shy for a second. “I loved it. I want more. I want to be your whore like this… whenever you want.”
You helped her up on shaky legs. She tried to clean herself with some tissues from her pocket, but she was still wet and marked when you both walked back toward camp.
Sepi was still with her friends when you returned. Maryam sat down carefully by the fire, trying to act normal, but every time she moved she could feel the mess between her legs and the memory of what you’d just done to her.
She kept stealing glances at you.
The secret had gotten much filthier.
And she was already craving the next time.
This was only Chapter 8.
The golden shower had opened a new door… and neither of you wanted to close it.
Chapter 9: The Demon in the Secret
You had her bent over the same tree again, deep in the woods, pants around her ankles. Maryam’s short, chubby body trembled as you pressed the thick head of your cock against her hole. She was already breathing hard, knowing what was coming.
You pushed.
The first inch always felt like a fight. Her tight ring resisted, burning hot around you, then slowly, reluctantly, began to open. You watched her face the entire time — the way her eyes squeezed shut, the way her mouth fell open in that silent, painful gasp you had come to crave. A small whimper escaped her as the thickest part of your head stretched her wide. Then, with one slow, deliberate thrust, you sank deeper.
And there it was.
That moment. The one that never got old.
The second your cock slid past that tight ring and into the hot, velvety grip of her ass, something inside you lit up like fire. She was so fucking warm inside. Not just warm — hot. Like her body was trying to melt around you. The walls of her butthole hugged you in soft, pulsing waves, gripping every inch as you pushed further. You could feel the heat radiating from deep inside her, wrapping around your cock like a living thing. It was tight, but in a different way than Sepi. Softer. Greedier. It didn’t fight you as hard after the first few inches. It yielded.
You bottomed out with a low groan, hips pressed flush against her soft, round ass. You stayed there for a second, buried to the hilt, just feeling it. That deep, heavy pressure inside her. The way her body adjusted around your thickness. The way her stomach tightened slightly from how far you were reaching. You could see it on her face — the exact second she felt you that deep. Her eyes fluttered. Her breath caught. A tiny, broken sound left her throat.
And that was the real drug.
The secrecy made it demonic.
There was no other word for it. This wasn’t normal lust. This was something darker, older, hungrier. A taboo so wrong on every level that it felt like invisible hands were pushing you both forward — helping this happen. The demon of forbidden fruit. The demon of “she used to belong to your cousin.” The demon of “your girlfriend is less than a mile away with her friends.” The demon of age, of family ties, of the fact that you had pictures of Maryam and Sepi together while you jerked off for weeks. All of it fed the same hungry thing inside you.
Every time you pulled back and thrust in again, that heat inside her butthole welcomed you like it had been waiting. It gripped you on the way out, then sucked you back in on the next stroke. The wet, filthy sound of your cock moving inside her ass mixed with her soft, pained moans. You loved watching her take it. Loved the way her face twisted every time you went deep. The little flinch. The way her fingers dug into the tree bark. The way her chubby thighs shook. It hurt her — you could see it — and that made your cock throb even harder.
Because the pain was part of the joy.
Not cruelty. Not really. It was the raw, honest reaction of her body being claimed in the most intimate, forbidden way. Her ass wasn’t made for this the way a pussy was. It fought. It burned. It stretched. And still she pushed back against you, still she moaned your name under her breath like a prayer to the same dark thing driving you both.
You started fucking her properly now — long, deep strokes that made her soft ass ripple every time your hips met it. The heat inside her was incredible. Every thrust let you feel that tight, slick grip sliding along your entire length. It was hotter than Sepi’s. Softer. Wetter from how turned on she got from the risk. You could feel her pulse around you. You could feel every tiny clench when you hit that deep spot that made her belly tense.
And the secrecy… God, the secrecy was the real demon.
It wasn’t just that you were cheating. It was who you were cheating with. It was the fact that Sepi had no idea. It was the fact that Maryam used to be family. It was the fact that you had looked at that picture of the two of them side by side and jerked off for weeks, imagining exactly this moment — your cock buried in Maryam’s fat ass while you thought about how much tighter Sepi’s would feel. The demon fed on all of it. The risk. The lies. The double life. The knowledge that if anyone found out, everything would burn.
And still you fucked her harder.
You leaned over her back, one hand gripping her soft hip, the other reaching around to rub her clit while you stayed deep inside her ass.
“This is what the demon wants,” you growled against her ear. “It wants me balls-deep in your ass while my girlfriend is close enough to hear if you scream too loud. It wants you to feel every inch stretching you open and still beg for more. It wants the heat inside you to own my cock.”
Maryam pushed back against you, voice shaky and broken.
“Tell me… tell me you love this ass more than hers…”
“I do,” you said without hesitation, thrusting deep so she felt it in her stomach. “Sepi’s is tight and cute and it fights me. Yours opens up and swallows me. It’s hotter. Softer. It milks my cock like it was made for this. I think about this heat every time I’m inside her.”
She came like that — quietly, shaking, her ass clenching around you in rhythmic pulses while you kept fucking her through it. You didn’t stop. You kept moving inside that hot, gripping hole, chasing your own release while the demon of secrecy whispered in both your heads.
When you finally came, you stayed buried as deep as possible. You pumped thick ropes straight into her ass, groaning against her shoulder, feeling every spurt disappear into that velvet heat. She took it all, pushing back, taking every drop like the good, secret whore she had become.
You stayed inside her long after you finished, both of you breathing hard, sweat cooling on your skin. The woods were quiet except for the distant sounds of the trail.
You slowly pulled out. Her hole stayed open for a second, glistening and used, before slowly closing. A thick trickle of cum leaked out and ran down her thigh.
Maryam turned her head, looking at you with glassy, satisfied eyes.
“That feeling…” she whispered. “When you first push in… it hurts so much. But then it gets so hot inside. Like my body is trying to keep you there.”
You kissed the back of her neck.
“That’s the demon,” you said softly. “And it’s not done with us yet.”
She didn’t argue.
This was only Chapter 9.
The secret had teeth now. And both of you were feeding it.
Chapter 10: The Shadow That Almost Broke Me
You had Maryam exactly how you liked her — on her back in the hidden clearing, short chubby legs folded back, knees pressed toward her shoulders, that fat, soft ass completely exposed and vulnerable. Your cock was already buried to the hilt inside her, the thick head pressing deep into that hot, gripping heat that always made your head spin.
She was holding her own knees now, fingers digging into the soft flesh behind them, keeping herself open for you. Every time you pulled back and thrust in again, her face changed. Eyes squeezing shut, mouth falling open in that raw, pained little gasp you had become addicted to. The stretch still hurt her. You could see it every single time. And that mix of pain and helpless pleasure on her face made your cock throb even harder inside her.
The heat was unreal.
Her ass was so fucking warm around you — velvety, tight, and alive. It clenched and fluttered around your shaft like it was trying to pull you deeper, trying to keep you there. You could feel every inch of her wrapped around you, that soft, giving pressure that was so different from Sepi’s tiny, fighting hole. Maryam’s body yielded to you after the first few inches, then held you in this wet, scorching grip that made your balls ache.
You were fucking her slow and deep, savoring it, when the guilt hit you out of nowhere.
Maryam’s ex-husband was your cousin. And your cousin had two sisters — Shadow and Sara. Both with that thick curly hair. Both sexy as hell in completely different ways. You’d felt it for years. That low, constant throb of horniness whenever they were around. The way they looked at you. The signals. Lingering hugs. “Accidental” brushes. The way Shadow, the older one, would hold your gaze a second too long and bite her lip like she was daring you. Sara, younger, more playful, always finding excuses to be close, always teasing.
They both wanted you. You knew it. And you had never done anything about it. You’d stayed away. Kept the line uncrossed.
But here you were, giving Maryam everything — deep, raw ass fucking, piss, golden showers, hours of orgasms — while Shadow and Sara had been right there wanting the same thing and getting nothing.
The thought made something dark twist in your chest.
You looked down at Maryam holding her knees, taking your cock so deep in her ass that her soft belly moved with every thrust, and suddenly the image of Shadow under you instead flashed so hard and so real that your cock swelled inside Maryam’s ass. The heat around you seemed to spike. Your balls tightened violently.
You were about to cum. Right then. No warning. Just a sudden, overwhelming rush.
You had to stop thrusting completely. You grabbed the base of your cock with one hand, squeezing hard, barely holding it back. Your whole body shook.
“Fuck… oh wow…” you groaned, voice rough and surprised. “I really like to fuck her, I guess…”
Maryam’s eyes opened. She saw the look on your face. She knew you. She knew exactly what had just happened in your head.
And because she was your filthy, dirty-minded whore now, she didn’t get jealous.
She smiled — slow, wicked, turned on.
“Tell me,” she whispered, voice husky. “How would you fuck her? Fuck me like she’s the one right now under your dick. Tell me everything. Don’t stop.”
Something in you broke open.
You started moving again, but now it was different. You were still deep inside Maryam’s hot, gripping ass, but in your mind — and in your words — it was Shadow.
“I’d have her just like this,” you growled, pushing in hard so Maryam felt every inch. “Shadow on her back, legs up, holding her own knees exactly like you are. That curly hair everywhere. I’d push into her ass slow at first… let her feel how thick I am. She always wanted it. She’d try to stay quiet but she’d still make that same sound you make when it stretches too much.”
Maryam moaned louder, pushing her ass up to meet you.
“Keep going,” she breathed. “Tell me how you’d fuck her ass.”
You fucked Maryam harder now, the fantasy pouring out of you.
“I’d go deeper than she thinks she can take. Just like I do with you. I’d watch her face the whole time — the way her eyes go wide when I bottom out. I’d fuck her steady and deep until that tight hole opens up and starts taking me the way yours does. I’d make her feel it in her stomach. I’d tell her she’s been teasing me for years and now she’s finally getting what she asked for.”
Maryam was getting wetter. You could feel it. Her pussy was dripping down onto her ass and your cock.
“Would you cum in her ass?” she asked, voice shaking with lust.
“Fuck yes,” you groaned, pounding into Maryam now. “I’d bury myself as deep as I could and fill her ass while she’s holding her knees just like this. Just like I’m about to fill yours.”
Maryam’s whole body trembled. She was right on the edge.
“Tell me I’m your whore while you fuck her in your head,” she begged.
“You’re my whore,” you said, voice low and rough. “My secret whore who lets me use her ass as a stand-in for my cousin while I finally give Shadow what she’s always wanted. You love it. You love being fucked like you’re her.”
Maryam came hard — her ass clenching and pulsing around your cock in tight, rhythmic squeezes. The feeling of her coming while you were deep inside her, combined with the filthy fantasy, pushed you over.
You slammed in one last time and stayed there, buried to the hilt in that hot, velvet grip, and came harder than you had in days. Thick, heavy pulses shot deep into Maryam’s ass while you groaned Shadow’s name under your breath. You could feel every spurt leaving you, filling her, while the image of Shadow taking it instead burned behind your eyes.
Maryam kept her legs back and took every drop, eyes locked on yours, whispering dirty encouragement the whole time.
When you finally stopped throbbing, you stayed inside her, both of you breathing hard. The woods were quiet except for your breathing and the distant sounds of the trail.
Maryam reached up and touched your face, voice soft but still filthy.
“You really do want her,” she said. “Both of them. Shadow and Sara. You’ve been holding back for years… and now it’s eating you alive.”
You didn’t answer with words. You just leaned down and kissed her messy mouth while your cock was still buried deep in her cum-filled ass.
The guilt was still there.
But it had mixed with something much darker.
And the demon that had been feeding on your secrecy this whole time was now wide awake and starving for more.
This was only Chapter 10.
The line you’d never crossed was starting to look a lot thinner.
