The mansion's doorbell brings a hot pizza, but Alex has other plans for the delivery boy. While Elena obeys her future husband's every command, the young stranger finds himself dragged into a brutal and pleasurable encounter on the marble floor, unaware that the maid making him tremble l...
The mansion's doorbell resounds with a metallic echo that pierces through the marble hallways. Alex stands up from the leather couch, adjusting his silk tie as he walks toward the front door. The maid, Elena, is cleaning a glass display case with precise and efficient movements. Her traditional black uniform fits dangerously close to her curves: the short skirt barely covers the bottom of her perfectly rounded cheeks, and the tight white blouse reveals the silhouette of her massive, firm breasts that sway with every movement.
—Can you get that, Elena? —Alex says without looking at her, but his eyes drift toward the wall mirror where he can see the reflection of her trembling backside.
Elena leaves the microfiber cloth on a walnut table and walks toward the door. Her black heels click-clack-clack against the polished floor. When she opens the door, the aroma of hot pizza invades the space. The delivery boy, a young guy in his early twenties wearing the pizzeria's t-shirt and with sweat on his forehead, freezes upon seeing her. His eyes widen like saucers as he watches how Elena's uniform tenses over her generous breasts.
—The... the pizza —the boy stammers, holding the box with trembling hands.
Alex approaches from behind Elena, placing a hand on her waist. His fingers sink into her soft flesh.
—Hand it over —Alex tells the delivery boy, taking the box—. But first, I think my maid wants to show you something.
Alex's hand guides Elena until her back is turned to the delivery boy. With a smooth but authoritative movement, he lifts Elena's skirt. The boy exhales audibly at the sight of Elena's bare backside: two perfect, white masses swaying gently. She is wearing no underwear.
—Kneel —Alex orders in a low voice.
Elena obeys immediately, dropping to her knees on the cold marble. She leans forward, resting her forearms on the floor. This position pushes her backside upward, completely exposing both orifices. The delivery boy swallows hard, his breathing becoming agitated.
—You can... you can touch her if you want —Alex says with a smile—. She is very obedient.
The delivery boy needs no further invitation. He kneels behind Elena, his hands trembling as they explore the curves of her backside. Nervous fingers trace the soft skin, separating the cheeks to reveal the tight, pink ring contracting with expectation. Without warning, the boy releases his already erect member. It is thick and veiny, with the head flushed red and glistening with precum.
He positions himself behind Elena and, with a sharp thrust, enters her cunt completely. Elena groans, a muffled sound against the marble. The sound of wet flesh sucking and slapping fills the silence of the mansion. The delivery boy had never fucked a woman like this before; the heat and wetness envelop him completely, her walls contracting around him as if they wanted to squeeze out his very soul.
—Fuck —the boy grunts, gripping Elena's hips—. Fuck, that feels so good.
He begins to move with desperate force. Every thrust makes Elena's cheeks jiggle like jelly. The boy cannot help but watch his cock disappear over and over again into that perfect cunt. His testicles slap against Elena's mons veneris with a rhythmic, wet beat.
—Faster —Alex orders, watching from above—. Make her groan louder.
Elena obeys by pushing her backside backward, meeting every thrust with growing enthusiasm. The delivery boy increases his speed, his hips turning into an implacable fucking machine. Sweat drips from his forehead onto Elena's arched back.
—Like that —the delivery boy pants—. Like that, bitch, take it.
His right hand rises and falls with a sharp smack onto Elena's right cheek. The skin turns red instantly. Another smack, this time on the left cheek. Elena screams, this time from pure pleasure. The delivery boy can no longer contain himself; his fingers sink into the soft flesh as he fucks her so hard that her cheeks are left completely red.
He leans over her, his chest pressed against Elena's back. He kisses her neck, then her jaw, finally finding her lips. It is a wild kiss, full of teeth and tongue. While he kisses her, his hips never stop moving.
—You know what? —Alex murmurs, stepping closer—. I'm going to marry her.
The delivery boy stops for a second, his cock still buried balls-deep in Elena. He looks at her in astonishment, then goes back to kissing her with more ferocity.
—Seriously —he says between kisses—. She will be my wife.
—Congratulations —the delivery boy replies, and to celebrate, he slides out of her cunt and positions his head at the entrance of her arse—. Let me congratulate you both in my own way.
Without warning, he pushes into Elena's tight arse. She screams, a sound of mixed pain and pleasure. The delivery boy does not stop; the anal fucking is brutal and merciless. His weight crushes her against the floor, each thrust deeper than the last.
—Like that —he grunts—. Take all of my cock, future wife.
His hands find Elena's breasts, squeezing them tightly as he continues to fuck her arse. The massive breasts escape from the blouse, the hard nipples rubbing against the cold marble. The delivery boy kisses her again, this time with a tenderness that contrasts with the brutality of his thrusts.
—Move that arse —he orders with a soft but authoritative voice—. Show me how you want my cock.
Elena obeys, rotating her hips in circles while the delivery boy remains buried inside her. The movement creates an incredible friction that makes them both groan. The boy can no longer contain himself; with a roar, he ejaculates inside Elena's arse, filling her with his hot semen.
He collapses on top of her, both of them panting on the marble floor. The delivery boy kisses her gently, this time on her forehead.
—Congratulations again —he says with a smile—. She's an amazing wife.