Mafia’s Harem

Chapter 1: Breaking Point
I was f*****g done with this s**t. Eight endless hours at Gino’s Diner had pushed me past my limit. That greasy shithole sat on the edge of Queens where the coffee tasted like burnt motor oil and the tips were straight-up insulting. My c**k had stayed painfully hard since the lunch rush, trapped and throbbing against the cheap black work pants. By the second hour a dark wet spot had bloomed across the front of my gray trousers. The stained apron barely hid it. Customers stared. Waitresses whispered. I caught more than one housewife licking her lips while her husband paid the check. I am twenty-one years old, six-foot-two, broad-shouldered, with a face women call handsome. None of that matters. It is the c**k. My horse c**k. Eleven inches when fully hard. Thick as a beer can. Heavy veins run down the shaft. A fat mushroom head drools precum like a broken faucet. My balls churn out load after load. No pants on earth can hide the bulge I carry. I have been fired from ten jobs this month alone because some jealous boyfriend or husband noticed their woman staring. But tonight I stopped caring. Lila had spent three weeks breaking my restraint. She was twenty years old, with huge heavy t**s that threatened to burst out of her pink uniform top, a thick juicy ass that jiggled with every step in that short black skirt, and big innocent brown eyes that lied because her mouth was pure filth. She had been torturing me on purpose. She brushed her t**s against my arm when she reached for plates. She accidentally ground her ass against my trapped bulge in the narrow kitchen. She whispered the nastiest s**t when no one was looking. Two hours ago she had pressed against me, hand boldly squeezing my rock-hard c**k. “I’ve been soaked all shift, Matteo. My panties are f*****g drenched. I keep sneaking into the bathroom to rub my c**t and finger my tight little cunt thinking about this fat monster destroying me. I want you to smell how wet I am.” I had groaned, hips twitching, nearly humping her hand. “You’re going to get me fired, Lila.” “Good,” she had giggled, biting her lip. “I want you to snap. I want you to finally wreck me with that horse cock.” She is such a slut. The diner finally emptied around ten-thirty. Last customers gone. Cheryl clocked out early. Big Mike blasted classic rock in the back while he mopped. Mr. Gino stayed locked in his office doing paperwork, the fat bastard. Lila caught my eye from across the room. Her expression was pure hunger. She mouthed “bathroom, now” and strutted down the narrow hallway, hips swinging, ass cheeks peeking out from under the skirt with every step. My heart hammered. My c**k throbbed so hard it hurt. Three weeks of blue balls and fantasies had built up. I was done holding back. I followed like a predator stalking its prey. The employee bathroom was a filthy little closet with cracked white tiles, a wobbly toilet, a spotted mirror, a buzzing fluorescent light, and a lock that barely worked. It smelled like bleach and old piss. It was perfect for sinful s*x. The second I stepped inside and twisted the lock, Lila was on me. She shoved her curvy body against mine, mashing her massive t**s into my chest. Her n*****s were rock-hard. My hands instantly grabbed two handfuls of her fat ass and squeezed hard enough to leave marks. “I need this f*****g c**k,” she moaned. She palmed my massive bulge desperately. “I’ve been practicing every night with the thickest dildos I could find, stretching my p***y and ass so I could take you. Please, Matteo. Ruin me.” That woke the monster in me. I growled and yanked her uniform top open. Buttons flew everywhere. Her heavy t**s spilled out, full, soft, dark n*****s begging for attention. I latched onto one, sucking hard, biting down while my other hand shoved under her skirt. No panties. Just like she promised. A fat, shiny black butt plug was buried in her tight asshole, and her shaved p***y was an absolute mess. Puffy lips glistened. Thick strands of arousal dripped down her thighs. “Such a nasty little w***e,” I snarled. I shoved her back against the wall. “Stand up straight and lift one leg. Hook it over my arm. I want to watch this sloppy cunt up close.” Lila obeyed instantly, breathing heavy. She raised her left leg high, balancing on one heel while I held her thigh. Her short skirt rode all the way up. Her dripping p***y and the base of the butt plug were completely exposed under the harsh fluorescent light. I started slow and nasty. I rubbed my thick middle finger up and down her soaked slit, spreading her puffy lips apart. Clear arousal coated my finger instantly. I circled her swollen c**t a few times, teasing, before I finally pushed the first finger inside her. Her cunt was scorching hot and ridiculously wet. The silky walls sucked my finger in greedily. I pumped it in and out slowly, feeling every ripple and fold. I curled the tip upward and rubbed her g-spot with firm strokes. Wet, sticky sounds already filled the tiny room. Lila whimpered and rolled her hips, trying to take more. “More… please…” I added a second finger. Her p***y stretched around them beautifully. I worked both fingers deeper, twisting and scissoring them to open her up. Juices ran down my hand and wrist. I finger-f****d her with steady, deliberate strokes, watching her face twist in pleasure. Her heavy t**s bounced every time my fingers plunged inside. “Look at this greedy little cunt,” I growled. “It’s sucking my fingers like it’s been starving for c**k. You really have been playing with yourself thinking about me, haven’t you?” “Yes,” she gasped. “Every night… stretching myself… imagining your fat c**k splitting me open.” I pulled my fingers out, spread her p***y lips wide with my other hand, and spat directly on her c**t. Then I shoved three thick fingers inside her at once. Lila cried out. Her leg shook against my arm. I pumped all three fingers hard and deep now, curling them relentlessly against her g-spot. The wet squelching sounds grew louder and nastier. Her arousal coated my entire hand and dripped onto the dirty floor in strings. I kept her standing there, leg raised high like a cheap w***e, and finger-f****d her without mercy. I rubbed her c**t with my thumb in fast circles while my three fingers stretched and pounded her insides. Her walls fluttered and clenched around me. I could feel her getting closer. “c*m on my fingers like the dirty slut you are,” I ordered. I pressed my palm against her c**t and ground it hard while my fingers curled and thrust faster. Lila’s whole body tensed. She came violently. Her p***y gushed around my fingers in hot, messy squirts that soaked my hand, wrist, and the front of my pants. Her leg trembled wildly. She bit her lip to keep from screaming as waves of pleasure ripped through her. I didn’t let her rest. I kept three fingers buried deep, slowly pumping through her orgasm, drawing out every shudder. When she finally stopped squirting I pulled my fingers out and shoved them into her mouth. “Taste how nasty you are,” I said. She sucked them clean, eyes glazed with lust, moaning around my fingers. I stood back and shoved her down to her knees. “Time to worship this c**k, you filthy tease.” Lila attacked my belt like a woman possessed. My pants and boxers hit the floor. My massive eleven-inch beast sprang free and slapped her hard across the cheek with a wet smack, leaving a thick smear of precum across her pretty face. “Oh my f*****g god,” she whimpered. Her eyes went wide with lust and a hint of fear. Both of her small hands wrapped around the throbbing shaft. Her fingers still didn’t meet. She slapped the heavy meat against her tongue repeatedly, then stretched her lips obscenely wide and forced the fat head into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked greedily, bobbing her head, gagging wetly as she tried to take more. Thick ropes of spit poured from her lips, running down my shaft and dripping onto her heavy t**s, turning the pink fabric translucent over her hard n*****s. I grabbed her dark hair with both hands and started f*****g her face harder, pushing deeper into her throat. She choked and retched but kept going. Mascara ran down her cheeks. Spit bubbled from her nostrils and poured in rivers down her chin and onto her exposed t**s. “Choke on that big d**k, you filthy cumrag,” I growled. I skull-f****d her with long strokes. “That’s it. Take it down your w***e throat like the dirty slut you are.” She pulled off gasping for air. Long strings of spit connected her swollen lips to my glistening c**k. She went for my heavy balls, sucking them into her mouth one by one while jerking my slick shaft with both hands in twisting motions. The obscene sounds echoed off the tiles. “Enough,” I finally snarled. I hauled her up by the hair, spun her around, and bent her over the sink. I yanked the butt plug out of her ass with a wet pop and set it on the counter. Then I rubbed my fat cockhead up and down her dripping slit, coating myself in her thick cream. “Beg for it, Lila.” “Please, Matteo! Please shove that giant f*****g c**k in my tight p***y! Stretch me out! Ruin me for anyone else! I need it so bad!” I pushed forward. Her entrance resisted for a moment, then the fat head popped inside with a wet sound. Lila screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain as I fed her every thick inch, stretching her cunt wider than she had ever been stretched before. I watched in the mirror as her belly visibly bulged from my massive girth. Inch after inch disappeared inside her until I was buried to the hilt. My heavy balls pressed against her c**t. Her p***y clamped down like a vice, rippling and fluttering around my thickness. I held still for a few seconds, letting her adjust, savoring the insane heat and wetness. Then I started to move. Slow, deep strokes at first pulling out until only the fat head remained inside, then slamming back in until my balls slapped her c**t. Each thrust made her heavy t**s swing and her belly bulge. The wet squelching sounds were filthy. “f**k… you’re so deep,” she sobbed, pushing back against me. “It’s splitting me in half… don’t stop…” I grabbed her hips and picked up speed, pounding her harder. The bathroom filled with the sound of skin slapping skin and her broken moans. I reached around and rubbed her c**t while I f****d her, feeling her second orgasm building fast.