Bred by the Centaurs (M/F Monster Gangbang Erotica) Read Free Page A

huge
against her entrance. She whimpered softly.
    “Shh, shh,” the centaur whispered. “It’s all
right.”
    And like that, he jerked his haunches
forward, forcing the swollen cockhead inside of her. She cried out,
but the pain quickly subsided. She forced herself not to scream as
more and more of his shaft slid into her, stretching her open (so that’s what they were talking about in those books) (well,
maybe not exactly this) until tears leaked out of the
corners of her eyes.
    And then just when she was sure she couldn’t
take any more, he pulled out and slammed back in with a brute
force.
    She really did scream then, but it was hard
to tell where the pain ended and the pleasure began. She was still
tender inside from the bone-shaking orgasm he’d given her, and
every thrust nudged something deep inside of her that set her teeth
on edge in the best possible way. She moaned and howled. Jared’s
eyes were like saucers. His hand was a blur on his dick, and she
saw him go up on his tip-toes and close his eyes when the white
spurts of jizz came out, but, impossibly, he didn’t stop. His pace
slowed a little, but he licked his lips and kept going, watching
her being fucked to oblivion by a massive beast.
    It felt like an eternity before the centaur’s
cock swelled even more inside of her, gushes of his seed pouring
out and filling her to the brim. He groaned as he pulled out,
leaving her gaping open and breathless on the forest floor.
    But that was just the beginning.
    The next one might have been smaller, or
perhaps she was just more used to the feeling. He slid into her
sopping cunt with ease, every squelching thrust forcing a little
more of the leader’s seed out of her. Her voice was hoarse but she
couldn’t stop herself from moaning. It felt so incredible, so
deliciously raw and filthy, and when the second centaur came inside
of her realized she was actually eager for more.
    The third was certainly smaller. But the
curve of his dick was slightly different, and it stretched her in
ways she hadn’t even considered were possible. She could tell from
his heavy breathing and his quivering body that it would be over
quickly, and she cooed encouragingly as he swelled and stiffened
and added his own seed to the mess already inside her.
    Cock after cock filled her, some taking
longer than others, but all massive and all of them sending
shockwaves of pleasure up her spine with every deep thrust. Jared
was stroking his still-hard dick like he couldn’t help himself, but
more slowly now, watching with fascination as his new bride gave
herself over to be bred by the centaurs. There wouldn’t have been
any use in trying to stop it, but Sarah found herself wondering if
he would have tried. Or was this what he wanted? To see her used
and debased by a pack of creatures in the forest? To see her
satisfied in ways that he couldn’t possibly satisfy her?
    By the time the last centaur was buried in
her, Sarah realized she could come again. The quiet buzz was
filling her up, every nerve ending tingling. She had no voice left
to moan and was now just breathing hoarsely, ass high in the air,
growing desperate once again to feel that climax one more time.
    But then it was over as suddenly as it began
- one more powerful burst of a centaur’s seed, and he was gone too,
leaving her collapsed on the forest floor, pussy full and abused,
and wanting .
    With a burst of effort, she flipped over onto
her back, meeting Jared’s eyes with a wordless plea.
    This is your second chance. Don’t blow it
now.
    The leader stepped forward once again.
    “Go on,” he said to Jared. “Give your woman
what she wants.”
    Swallowing hard, Jared walked slowly towards
her, hand still moving slowly on his cock. His eyes were glued to
her cunt, dripping with the essence of a pack of centaurs.
    “Come on, honey,” she whispered. “It’s our
honeymoon. It’s the least you can do.”
    And with that, Jared dropped to his knees and
buried his face