100 SHADES OF LUST: A PACK OF TABOO STORIES

GANGBANGED WITH 12 ROUGES BLACK CCKS (3)

Rita’s words hung in the air like a challenge. The rogues didn’t need to be told twice. Their growls turned into deep, primal rumbles as they descended on us again with renewed hunger.

The ten minutes became a savage, desperate frenzy.

Rita was slammed back onto the couch, legs spread obscenely wide. Two rogues immediately forced their thick c***s into her at the same time — one stretching her p***y, the other forcing his way into her already slick ass. Her body jolted hard as both massive shafts sank deep. She threw her head back and screamed in pleasure, her nails digging into the leather cushions.

“f**k me! Stretch your Luna w***e!” she cried out.

I was thrown onto the floor right in front of her. Three rogues took me instantly. One shoved into my throat, another slammed into my p***y from behind, and the third pushed into my ass, making me airtight. My body rocked violently between them, drool running down my chin as my holes were brutally used.

The room filled with the wet, filthy sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, mixed with our desperate moans. The rogues f****d us like animals on a timer — hard, fast, and merciless. Rita’s t**s bounced wildly as she was double-penetrated, her belly already slightly swollen from the previous loads.

“Harder! Knot me before they get here!” she begged, voice hoarse and dripping with lust. “I want Keiran to see me locked on real c**k!”

They gave her exactly what she wanted. Both rogues thrust deep and let their thick knots swell inside her p***y and ass at the same time. Rita’s eyes rolled back completely. Her body convulsed violently as the massive bulbs stretched her beyond limits. She came hard, squirting messily around the knots while screaming loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear.

I was knotted moments later — one knot in my p***y, another forced into my throat, making my neck bulge obscenely. My vision blurred as I came, shaking uncontrollably.

The final loads came fast and heavy. The rogues roared as they pumped us full again. Thick ropes of c*m flooded our wombs and asses. When they finally pulled their knots free with wet pops, huge gushes of rogue seed poured out of us onto the floor, creating puddles beneath our bodies.

We were still panting, covered in fresh c*m, when the front door was kicked open violently.

Six Blackmoon enforcers stormed in, followed by Alpha Keiran in his wheelchair, pushed by two betas. His face was a mask of shock, rage, and heartbreak as he took in the sight before him.

Rita — his proud, elegant Luna — was on all fours on the couch, legs spread, c*m pouring from her gaping p***y and ass in thick streams. I was collapsed beside her, equally destroyed.

“Rita… what have you done?” Keiran whispered, voice cracking.

Rita slowly pushed herself up on shaky arms. c*m dripped from her chin as she turned to face her broken mate. Instead of shame, a cruel, lust-filled smile spread across her face.

She stood up on trembling legs, rogue seed running down her thighs with every step, and walked straight toward him.

The enforcers moved to stop her, but the rogues growled threateningly, keeping them at bay.

Rita stopped right in front of Keiran’s wheelchair. She looked down at him with pure dominance, then reached down and roughly yanked his pants open. His small, soft, crippled c**k flopped out pathetically.

The entire room went silent.

“Look at this useless thing,” Rita said coldly. She raised her hand and slapped his c**k hard.

SMACK!

Keiran gasped in pain, his body jerking in the chair.

Rita slapped it again. Harder.

SMACK! SMACK!

“This is what you wanted me to come back to?” she hissed, slapping his limp d**k a third and fourth time, watching it flop uselessly. “This pathetic, broken c**k that couldn’t even satisfy me before you got crippled?”

Tears of humiliation filled Keiran’s eyes, but his useless c**k twitched slightly despite everything.

Rita grabbed his chin roughly, forcing him to look up at her c*m-covered face.

“I’m not yours anymore,” she growled. “I belong to them now.”

She turned around, bent over directly in front of him, and spread her ass cheeks wide. A thick river of fresh rogue c*m poured out of her stretched holes, splattering directly onto Keiran’s lap and soaking his pathetic c**k.

“See that?” she moaned as one rogue stepped behind her and slammed back into her p***y with a wet squelch. “That’s what a properly f****d Luna looks like.”

The rogue started pounding her hard right in front of her husband. Rita’s moans grew loud and theatrical, staring Keiran dead in the eyes the entire time.

“Watch me, Keiran. Watch how a real wolf f***s your wife!”

The rogue knotted her again in under a minute, pumping one final load deep inside her while Keiran was forced to watch every second. Rita came loudly, shaking, never breaking eye contact with her mate.

When the rogue finally pulled out, another massive gush of c*m splattered onto Keiran’s lap.

Rita reached down one last time, grabbed her husband’s c*m-soaked, limp c**k, and gave it one final, degrading slap.

SMACK!

“That’s the last time you’ll ever feel me touch you.”

She turned to the rogues. “Take us. We’re yours now.”

Chaos erupted. The rogues attacked the remaining enforcers while two of them grabbed Rita and me. We were carried out of the house completely naked, still leaking c*m, and thrown into the waiting SUVs.

As the cars sped away, Rita collapsed against me in the back seat, completely spent. Her body was trembling with exhaustion. I wrapped my arms around her sticky, c*m-covered body, and within minutes, we both passed out — drained, destroyed, and satisfied.