Hina's throat burned like fire as she slumped on the cold tile floor, retching up thick globs of Nash's cum, the white ropes splattering messy on the marble, mixing with her drool and tears in sticky puddles.

Her small body shook, chest heaving, face a wreck, cheeks streaked with mascara runs, lips swollen red, chin dripping with the overflow.

She coughed hard, gasping for air, her perky tits bouncing with each heave, nipples hard and pink from the chill.

Fuck... so much... drowned me... Urgh... Uh? It.. tastes... good? What... The...

She licked her lips instinctive, the flavor lingering on her tongue, warm and thick, making her pussy clench despite the ache in her jaw.

Shit... his cum... delicious... like they said...

Nash stood over her, his massive cock still hard and glistening with her saliva, veins bulging like ropes, the head flushed dark and beading fresh pre cum.

He looked down at her like trash, his green eyes cold and hard.

"You wanted the fuck so bad, Hina? Begging for my cum down your throat?" He taunted low, grabbing her hair again, yanking her head up to face him.

"Look at you... retching like a slut. But you liked it, didn't you? Tasted good?"

Hina gasped, coughing more cum onto her tits, the white drops splattering her skin, running down her voluptuous boobs in sticky trails.

"Y-you... bastard... so much... almost killed me..."

She tried fighting back, but weaker now, her hands pushing at his thighs feeble.

He's... not done? His cock still hard??? How?! How, after he came so much...

She gulped, eyes locked on the monster, 22 cm thick and girthy, pulsing with heat.

Nash didn't wait, scooping her up like a doll, his strong arms wrapping her small frame, her legs dangling, perky tits squashing against his chest, nipples scraping his skin.

She pushed against him weakly.

"Hey! L-let go! You brute!"

He carried her to the bathtub, dumping her in rough, her ass hitting the cold porcelain with a thud, her pussy lips spreading slightly on the hard surface, leaking more. She gasped.

"Hey! Careful, you jerk!"

He turned the faucet on full blast, Cold water blasted out of the showerhead above, hitting Hina directly in the face and chest.

"KYAAAAAAAH! COLD! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"

She gasped, arms crossing her boobs.

Nash watched her squirm, the water turning her skin goosebumped, her small body shivering, tits bouncing with each gasp, pussy lips parting slight as she shifted.

"Can't fuck a slut covered in vomit."

She shivered violently, glaring up at him, teeth chattering.

"Y-you... asshole!"

He shut the water off, her body dripping, skin glistening wet, pussy lips swollen and red from the cold blast.

"Now... the fuck you wanted."

Hina trembled violently in the tub.

She glared up at Nash, teeth clacking, but her eyes were glued to the massive cock hovering near her face, thick and veiny, dripping pre cum onto her thigh.

He knelt on the tub edge, his frame looming over her small body, blocking the light.

The sheer size difference was overwhelming; her head reached his chest, his cock looked like an arm for her.

He grabbed her hips roughly, lifting her ass slightly, positioning her wet pussy directly beneath him.

He spread her legs wide, exposing her pink folds, glistening wet from both arousal and the cold water.

Hina gasped, her hands flying down instinctively to cover herself.

"H-hey! Wait! It's... too big! Nash! Seriously! Look at it! It won't fit!"

Her voice trembled, for the first time feeling a genuine fear.

She pushed at his thighs weakly.

"Foreplay! Need foreplay! I'm not ready!"

Her pussy clenched involuntarily, leaking more slickness onto the porcelain.

Nash ignored her pleas, his expression cold, determined.

That small body was Hina, the bitch who abused him, and she was about to get fucked by him! A cold revenge in the coldest world.

"A bitch who abuses a drunk guy doesn't deserve foreplay."

He positioned the thick head against her tight entrance, pressing firmly.

Hina whimpered, eyes wide with terror.

"Please! Nash! Don't! It'll tear! I'll break!"

He pushed hard, a single brutal thrust.

Hina screamed.

A sharp, piercing cry tore from her throat as the massive head forced its way past her tight ring of muscle, stretching her impossibly wide.

Her body arched violently off the tub floor, eyes rolling back.

The pain was blinding, searing through her core.

But beneath the agony...

Oh god...

It felt... full... so fucking full...

He shoved deeper, the thick shaft stretching her inner walls to their limits, forcing her tiny body to accommodate his girth.

Her stomach visibly distended, a distinct bulge appearing just below her navel as he bottomed out, his balls slapping against her ass.

Hina gasped, choking on air, tears streaming down her face.

It hurts... it hurt... Aah... Ahn?...

Her pussy walls clenched violently around the invading thickness.

It hurt at first, then it felt... incredible.

The stretch, the fullness, the sensation from him deep inside her changed.

She was impaled, speared, completely filled, yet, she wasn't in pain anymore.

No pain? Wait... it feels... so good...

Her mind reeled.

How? How can it feel this good?

She was stretched to her absolute limit, her body trembling violently, but the pleasure surged through her, overwhelming the initial pain.

Her hips bucked involuntarily against him, seeking more friction.

A low moan escaped her lips, mixed with a sob.

Nash stayed buried deep, feeling her inner muscles flutter and spasm wildly around his cock, slick and hot.

He leaned down, his voice harsh against her ear.

"You wanted this. Now take it."

Then he pulled back, almost all the way out, leaving her gaping, feeling empty and cold.

Before she could protest, he slammed forward again, driving back to the hilt with brutal force.

Hina screamed again, her body jolting, the bulge in her stomach reappearing.

Each thrust hammered into her core, his balls slapping hard against her ass cheeks, the wet smacking sounds echoing in the small bathroom.

Hina's screams turned to ragged moans, her body pinned beneath his weight, bouncing with each powerful stroke.

Her small breasts jiggled wildly, nipples scraping against his chest hair.

Her mind fractured.

Pain... pleasure... fullness... emptiness...

Overwhelming sensation.

She was drowning in it.

Her stomach visibly bulged with each deep penetration, a hard, rounded protrusion just below her navel.

Her hands flew to it, pressing against the taut skin, feeling the solid shape of his dick moving inside her.

The sensation was surreal, terrifying, and intensely erotic.

"Oh god! Oh god! Nash! Fuck! It's... so deep!"

Her voice was high-pitched, breathless.

She came suddenly, violently, her pussy clamping down hard around his shaft in rhythmic spasms.

Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent scream, body convulsing.

Nash felt it, the tight squeeze intensifying his own pleasure.

He grunted, pistoning harder, faster, driving her further into oblivion.

Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, her small body impaled, bouncing like a doll on his cock, the bulge in her belly visible with each deep shove, heels digging into his ass, pulling him deeper.

"Yes! Yes! Harder! Fuck! Fuck me!"

She babbled incoherently, lost in the sensation.

Nash obliged, his hips snapping forward with brutal force, slamming her petite body deeper into the tub.

She gasped, stunned euphoric, overwhelmed by the force, her pussy squirting arcs with each slam, juices splashing the mirror, her small hands clawing his arms,

She came hard, her pussy clenching like a fist, squirting hot on his abs, her moans breaking

"Oh... Nashy... You... Fucking..."

But he kept pounding, switching to lift her, holding her thighs, fucking her standing, her small body suspended, legs dangling, tits bouncing against his chest, her pussy slamming down with gravity, the wet squelch loud, juices dripping to the floor in puddles. "Ahh! Too much... Nash... mercy... please... fuck... so good... don't stop..."

She cried, euphoric overwhelmed, her small hands clutching his shoulders, nails digging deep as he rammed up.

Nash felt her walls milk him, hot and gushing, but held back, thrusting violent, her ass jiggling in his grip, her moans becoming raw.

"Fuck me... bastard... harder!"

He slapped her ass hard, pounding till she came again.

She came multiple times consecutively, her pussy flooding the floor.

"Ah! Ah! Ahhnnn!" Her cries were sharp, staccato bursts, cut off by the force of his thrusts.

She couldn't form words, only sounds ripped from her throat.

Another orgasm tore through her, her pussy clamping down in violent spasms around his shaft.

Her body arched violently.

"NASH! FUCK! YES! THERE! THERE! DON'T STOP! DON'T EVER STOP!"

She was a mess, completely lost to sensation. Her hips bucked wildly, trying to meet his brutal pace, her small body overwhelmed but desperately craving more. The pain had dissolved entirely, replaced by a mind-melting pleasure that consumed her. She was nothing but a vessel for his cock, her entire existence focused on the thick invasion, the relentless pounding, the exquisite friction.

Nash felt her tight heat convulsing around him, the slickness coating his shaft.

Her desperate cries, her body writhing beneath him, her utter surrender to the sensation fueled his own fire.

He gritted his teeth, his rhythm becoming even faster, harder, almost frantic. He watched her face, flushed and tear-streaked, eyes glazed with ecstasy, lips swollen and parted.

He felt his own climax building, a tight coil in his groin. He slammed into her with bruising force, pinning her hips down with one hand, the other gripping the edge of the tub for leverage.

"Take it all, bitch. Take every fucking inch."

He drove forward one final time, burying himself to the hilt, grinding deep. His cock pulsed violently within her, thick jets of cum erupting deep inside her convulsing channel.

The force of his release triggered another, even more violent orgasm in Hina. Her scream was raw, loud, echoing off the tiles as her body locked rigid, trembling violently, her pussy clamping down impossibly tight, milking him fiercely.

He poured into her, pulse after pulse of hot seed flooding her depths. She felt the warmth spreading inside her, the intense pressure, the sheer volume.

Her stomach bulged slightly more, distended by the sheer amount filling her. Her eyes widened, a choked gasp escaping her lips as she felt it overflowing, leaking out around the thick shaft still buried deep within her, dripping down onto the cold porcelain beneath her ass.

Nash stayed buried deep, hips grinding slightly against hers, riding out the last waves of his orgasm.

Hina lay beneath him, utterly spent, trembling uncontrollably, her breathing ragged, tears still leaking from her closed eyes.

Her pussy throbbed around him, swollen and sensitive.

Nash slowly pulled out, his slick cock glistening in the dim light, leaving her gaping entrance reddened, swollen, and leaking thick streams of white cum onto the tub floor.

Hina whimpered softly at the sudden emptiness, her legs falling limply open.

Nash stood above her, looking down at her wrecked form.

Her small body looked even smaller now, curled slightly, trembling, covered in sweat, tears, and his release.

Her pussy was a mess, swollen lips parted, glistening wetness and cum dripping steadily. Her stomach still held a slight, soft bulge.

"Good, that's for the appetizer. Now let's go to the main course."

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