I Stopped Simping and the Heroines Lost Their Minds

Arthur didn’t bother letting her walk. He wrapped his arms under her thick thighs, hoisted her up against his chest, and carried her completely naked up the wooden stairs.

Roxanne clung to his broad shoulders, her massive boobs completely crushed against his chest, her breath hot against his neck.

He kicked her bedroom door open, marched inside, and threw her down onto the center of the plush mattress.

Arthur stood at the edge of the bed, looking down at her. Roxanne lay on her back, completely spread-eagle, her chest heaving.

Last week, between her thick thighs had been a dense, wild patch of dark hair. But as Arthur looked down, he noticed a distinct change. The wild bush was gone. It had been meticulously trimmed and organized into a neat, tight landing strip, leaving her swollen, dark pink pussy lips completely exposed and glistening in the dim candlelight.

”You trimmed,” Arthur noted, a dark smirk crossing his face.

Roxanne’s cheeks flushed a darker shade of red, her bunny ears twitching nervously against the pillows. ”I... I was hoping you would come back. I wanted to be ready for you.”

”Good girl,” Arthur praised.

He crawled onto the bed and knelt between her thick thighs. He grabbed her knees and pushed them wider apart. Without another word, he lowered his head and buried his face right between her legs.

”Ahhh!” Roxanne squealed, her back instantly arching off the mattress.

Arthur’s tongue was relentless. He lapped up her slick, sweet juices, his tongue diving deep into her wet slit before dragging up to aggressively flick her swollen clit. She tasted like honey and pure, unfiltered lust. He grabbed her massive ass cheeks with both hands, holding her hips in place so she couldn’t squirm away as he devoured her.

”God, Arthur! Oh my god!” she sobbed, her fingers tangling desperately in his hair.

He ate her out until her thighs were violently trembling, bringing her right to the edge of an orgasm before abruptly pulling back.

”No, please, don’t stop!” she whined, her eyes hazy with need.

”I’m not done,” Arthur growled.

He moved up her body, but he didn’t position himself to enter her pussy. Instead, he lay completely flat on top of her. He aligned his body so his chest was pressing against her face, his heavy, rock-hard cock resting right against her parted lips.

”Open,” he commanded.

Roxanne eagerly opened her mouth. Arthur pushed his hips down, sliding his thick cock past her lips and straight down her throat.

He didn’t make her bob her head. He took complete control. Lying flat over her, he braced his hands on the mattress beside her head and started humping her face exactly like he was fucking her pussy.

He pulled his hips back and slammed his cock deep into her throat.

Ghk—!

Roxanne gagged, her eyes watering instantly. But she didn’t fight him. She wrapped her arms around his back, pulling him closer as he mercilessly face-fucked her.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

The base of his cock slapped aggressively against her lips and nose with every deep thrust. Arthur ground his pelvis against her face, completely dominating her airway. Thick drool started leaking from the corners of her mouth, sliding down her chin and neck as she struggled to take his entire length.

”Swallow it all,” Arthur grunted, thrusting brutally.

After a minute of ruthless throat-fucking, Arthur pulled out with a loud, wet pop.

Roxanne gasped for air, coughing lightly, a thick string of saliva connecting his wet cock to her swollen lips.

Arthur shifted his weight, kneeling over her chest. He grabbed his heavy, wet cock and casually slapped the thick head of it directly against her flushed cheek.

Smack.

Roxanne let out a startled, needy whimper, her ruby eyes completely glazed over.

Smack. Smack.

He slapped his dick against her other cheek, smearing her own saliva and his pre-cum across her face.

”Tell me the truth, Roxanne,” Arthur demanded, his voice a low, degrading growl. ”Did you finger your pussy this week imagining me?”

Roxanne squeezed her eyes shut, her bunny ears completely folded back in pure shame and arousal. ”Y-Yes...”

”Look at me when you say it,” Arthur snapped, slapping his cock against her cheek again.

Her red eyes fluttered open. ”Yes! Every single night! I rubbed my pussy raw thinking about how big your cock was!”

Arthur sneered, dragging the slick head of his dick over her lips. ”Such a dirty whore. Spreading your legs for an academy boy half your age.”

”I am! I’m your dirty whore!” Roxanne sobbed, completely embracing the degradation. The dirty talk was frying her brain, making her pussy practically drip onto the sheets. ”Please, Arthur! Punish me! Fuck me!”

”Turn over,” Arthur ordered.

Roxanne scrambled to obey. She flipped over onto her stomach and pushed herself up onto her hands and knees. Her incredibly wide, heavy hips were thrust high into the air, presenting her soaked, trimmed pussy perfectly to him.

Arthur knelt behind her. Before entering her, he raised his hand and brought it down with brutal force against her massive right ass cheek.

SMACK!

The sound cracked like a whip in the quiet bedroom. A bright red handprint instantly bloomed across her pale skin.

Roxanne shrieked, her heavy boobs bouncing violently against the mattress.

SMACK!

He hit the left cheek just as hard. The sting of the spanking sent a jolt of pure electricity straight to her clit. She was shaking like a leaf, her pussy openly weeping for him.

Arthur grabbed her thick hips, lining up his cock.

”Take it,” he growled, driving his hips forward and burying his entire length deep inside her in one ruthless thrust.

”FUCK!” Roxanne screamed into the pillows, her back arching wildly.

Arthur didn’t give her a single second to adjust. He started pounding her from behind with absolute, rabid intensity. Doggy style gave him the deepest possible leverage. He hammered against her cervix over and over again, the heavy, wet slapping of his pelvis smashing against her red, spanked ass cheeks echoing through the room.

He reached around to her front, grabbing her heavy boobs, pulling and squeezing the soft flesh while he fucked her senseless.

Roxanne was completely broken. She couldn’t even form words anymore. She was just babbling and screaming, her internal walls convulsing violently around his cock.

Arthur fucked her like a wild animal for another twenty minutes, his Troll-blooded stamina pushing her completely past her limits.

”Arthur! Please! Cum in me!” she shrieked, her body locking up as a massive, shattering orgasm ripped through her.

Arthur roared, driving himself as deep as possible, and unloaded. Hot, thick ropes of cum blasted into her womb, filling her up completely.

He collapsed onto her back, his chest heaving, leaving her completely utterly destroyed on the mattress.