Chapter 115. Anna Beggion (Various Females X Reader)

(Milan, Italy)

Y/N was enjoying his afternoon off for once, laying down on his bed, watching Netflix on the wall mounted tv in his bedroom, but his immersion in the show was interrupted by the eruption of noise coming from next door.

He heard something being thrown, smashing against the wall before the screaming started, not the kind of screaming that someone being murdered would do, but the kind that happens when someone fucks up really badly. Two voices, one male and one female, both yelling at each other in Spanish for the whole street to hear, probably the whole city from the way they were trading insults and screaming expletives at each other.

Eventually the yelling match ended with the door slamming shut very loudly, and he went back to enjoying his show, only for someone to knock on the front door of his apartment, causing him to sigh and trundle his way to the front door where he was greeted by a stunningly beautiful Latino woman, wearing the tightest of dresses that had multiple openings and showed off a very complimentary amount of skin.

"No hablo espanyol. I can speak English or Italian if you want though." Y/N greeted her.

"English is fine." She answered with. "Do you mind if I come inside? I can't stand another minute looking at that asshole in there, and I think I'll just embarrass myself trying to break something if I go outside."

Y/N invited her in quietly enough, getting her a drink while she cooled down, and going through to the storage cupboard and pulling out a punching bag and boxing gloves, offering her something to let out all the anger and stress with.

"Sure, thanks." She took up the offer. "My name is Anna."

"Y/N." He gave his in return.

"You a boxer? Or basketball maybe? You're really tall." She noted, taking in his full height as he quite literally towered over her while hanging up the punching bag.

"I'm six foot six, but I'm not a boxer or basketball player." He informed her. "I do make use of my hands though. I play goalkeeper for a soccer team in the city. Internazionale Milano, or Inter Milan if you prefer." He told her, keeping the punching bag in position for her while she began hitting it. "What about you?"

"I model." Anna told him. "Instagram is where I mainly post my content, but I do make money from OnlyFans."

"That's cool." Y/N responded with. "I mean, you have to make a living, so I don't see any issue with it. Is it decent pay?"

"Nothing like what you must make, but it's good." Anna hit several right and left hooks onto the punching bag. "It allows me to travel the world when I like, so it's great."

"I was supposed to do a shoot today actually." She just remembered. "But that asshole ruined it for me. If I was able to get my stuff, would you be willing to take my photos? I'd do all the work, all you'd have to do is snap the pictures."

"Sure." He shrugged. "I was kinda bored today anyway. At least I'll have something to do now."

After a while, the asshole that she refused to name had left for a while, allowing Anna to go back and collect her stuff, including her phone, camera, several costumes and a Nintendo Switch.

The first costume that she had him photograph was a black and gold mortal kombat costume, or cosplay as he knew it better as. It was very short in certain areas, lacking any kind of actual combat effectiveness, but he wasn't complaining with the angles of photos she wanted, her ass practically hanging out at him.

The second costume was a skintight spiderman costume, a black one, with a red spider logo across her chest. This costume hid all her skin, but didn't hide a single curve on her body, leaving it all out for show.

The third and fourth costumes were more of what he expected, both lingerie sets, one a lacy white set, while the other was black, but had a lot less lace and a lot more leather straps and a choker built into the costume.

Once the shoot was finished, she got a call and had to answer it, and while she tried to keep her voice down, he could still hear her yelling in the other room, and when she returned to him, she looked even more pent up than she did when she first came to his door, though this time she had put her glasses onto her face before reentering the room.

"That asshole I can't believe him." She continued her tirade on complaining about the guy she came to Milan with. "Y/N, I hate to ask, but do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, why?"

"Good." Anna stepped towards the much taller male, grabbing onto his cock through his shorts that he was wearing, catching him completely off guard. "I want you to fucking wreck me. Can you do that?"

Anna was next to be caught off guard as Y/N swept her off her feet, lifting her into his arms, her thighs around his waist, face to face with the giant that had spent around an hour photographing her.

"I could break you in half with a few thrusts." He warned her. "If you want me to wreck you, you'll be in my bed while I lay into you for the next ten hours. I've had women stay over for days because they couldn't walk at all. I once had a girl over who had to have an MRI to make sure I hadn't fucked her organs into the wrong positions."

"I want you. To fucking wreck me." Anna repeated her statement. "Fuck my mouth. Ruin my throat. Break my pussy. Fill my ass. Just fuck me hard enough so the prick next door hears it all night long."

Their lips crashed together in the deepest kiss possible, lips parting and allowing their tongues to dance together, with Y/N quickly dominating the kiss, exploring her mouth while his hands grabbed fistful's of flesh from her meaty thighs and ass.

As soon as the kiss started it was over, with Anna dropping to the floor and to her knees, but not before handing Y/N her phone. "Record the blowjob. Make a mess of me and I'll send it to the asshole."

Anna then rushed to get his shorts and boxers off, wasting no time in diving in to his cock, starting at his balls and licking his still hardening cock from base to tip, though as he grew bigger, it didn't stop where she expected, instead his cock continued to get longer on top of her face, covering more and more of her until his throbbing man meat covered practically all of her face from chin to forehead.

"Too much for you?" Y/N asked as he began recording with the phone, slapping his huge ten plus inch cock on Anna's shocked face, getting spit onto her glasses.

At first she had started to worry that she had gotten herself a cock to big, but seeing him so cocky about it only made her want to prove him wrong, so she dived right in, opening her mouth wide and taking his thick shaft inside of her, wasting no time in going as deep as possible, allowing him to enter her throat without so much as a warning.

"Fuuuuuck..." Y/N groaned from behind the camera as Anna went to town with her head game, slurping all over the shaft, taking him in and out of her throat as she bobbed her head relentlessly over his meat, unable to take his whole length at the moment, but that's because she hadn't opened up wide for him just yet.

Anna continued to bob her head on his cock, putting her hands on his thighs for grip as she attempted to take him deeper and deeper with each movement of her head, yet she couldn't quite reach the base of his cock, no matter how hard she pushed or how hard she tried to move her tongue out the way.

"Need some help?" Y/N asked, offering his hand to help her with the last two inches or so.

Anna choked on his cock for the first time trying to take him all the way once more. "Just fuck my throat already." Anna demanded as she came back for air, letting both of his balls drop into her waiting mouth for a moment. "Make me call you Daddy. Show him why he fucked up, and fuck me good baby."

Y/N was not one to keep a lady waiting as he grabbed a fistful of her hair into a makeshift ponytail, and began thrusting his cock into Anna's mouth, wasting no time in getting up to speed with his balls slapping against her chin over and over again as his cock reached deeper than before, widening her throat to fit the girth of his throbbing cock, pushing passed the small barrier that her back choker was providing repeatedly.

Anna's gag reflex tried kicking in once his cock started fucking her mouth like a bitch in heat, but the reflex quickly died down once her body came to realise that there was no stopping the force that was his shaft penetrating into her throat with reckless abandon, her nose hitting against his abdomen when his strokes slowed down and became deeper, more purposeful, barely able to breath aside from the small moments when his cock retreated only to slam back inside her mouth and down the bend that was her throat.

Part of her wanted him to hold her fave against his abdomen and empty his balls down her windpipe, but another part of her wanted him to make a mess of her face, cover her in pearly white semen so she could send the photos and video to the prick that cheated on her with a dirty whore back in Medellin.

She couldn't tell how close or far away from cumming he was, because the only sounds he was making were small grunts every few thrusts or so, but his iron grip on her hair never ceased to exist, pulling her back and forth along his cock while his hips did the rest of the work, snapping back and forth without a care in the world for the stunning woman below him, because she asked him to wreck her, and he was only doing as she told him.

"Look at you, so fucking desperate to take my cock into your throat." Y/N spoke to Anna harshly. "I bet he never fucked your mouth like this, using your throat like a pocket pussy like I am. He could never reach this deep, could he?"

"Uhuh." Anna could only shake her head as her sounds vibrated on his cock, desperate for Y/N to continue fucking her throat with such carelessness as he was now, and he could see the look in her eye, desperate to receive more, and he was more than happy to oblige.

Y/N continue to use her throat as he pleased, making Anna choke on his cock repeatedly, unwavering in his desire to continue on like this for as long as possible, not a care in the world for the irreversible relationship damage he was causing, but the guy cheated first, so it's what he deserved anyway.

Eventually Anna began pointing to her face, signaling to Y/N that she wanted him to cum all over her pretty face. Her makeup was already all over the place, mascara running down her cheeks, spit all over her breasts and chin, and with all of this on video in 4k, the only thing left was paint her in his seed, ruin the last bit of her beauty that currently remained.

Removing his cock from her throat, he framed her head perfectly on the camera as Anna jerked him off furiously, milking the torrent of semen that was pent up in his balls and ready to release. His release covered her already ruined face in streaks of cum, coating her from chin to forehead, making a mess of her glasses as she jerked his cock for every last drop that she could get.

He stopped the video and snapped a few pictures of her face, and a few with his cock lying on top before putting the phone down.

"You can clean up in the bathroom down the hall after you send these pictures and video to that cheating prick." He informed her.

"I thought you said you would wreck me?"

"I will, but don't you think it'll be much better when he's back and can hear every sound through the wall?"

"I love that idea. Let's do it. We can play Mario Kart while we wait."