💖 Power — Chainsaw Man (NSFW Version) 💕 [20imgs]

The beach was quiet enough to pretend they were alone, but loud enough to make it feel dangerous. Waves hit the shore in steady rhythm, wind pulling Power’s hair across her face as she sprawled on the warm sand, swimsuit pushed to the side, pale skin streaked with saltwater and sweat. She had that smug grin—feral, hungry, practically asking to be ruined.

He grabbed her by the hips, thumbs digging into the curve of her ass as he spread her open. Power gasped, more out of surprise than pain, but the moment she felt his cock press against her tight hole, her expression melted into something filthy and eager. “Do it,” she hissed, voice shaky, body already arching for more.

The first push made her choke on a moan, her nails clawing at the sand, legs trembling as he forced his way deeper. The stretch burned in the best way, her breath breaking into sharp little whimpers. Waves crashed behind them, drowning out the wet sounds of his thrusts as he started to fuck her ass harder—steady, heavy, and unrelenting.

Power’s body rocked with each movement, eyes rolling back, drool slipping from her open mouth as pleasure overtook language. She tried to brace herself but the sand gave her nothing to hold, leaving her pinned by his hands and the raw force of his thrusts. Her pussy dripped onto her thighs, untouched but pulsing, desperate, clenching with every slap of skin against skin.

He yanked her back harder, hips meeting hers in deep, punishing strokes that made her moan louder than the ocean. Her voice broke into shuddering, breathless noises, each one filthier than the last. It didn’t take long before she was shaking—back arched, toes curling, legs kicking against the sand as she came untouched, the orgasm ripping through her in violent waves.

He didn’t stop. He kept fucking her through it, cock slamming into her ass while her whole body spasmed. Power’s voice dissolved into raw, guttural sounds as another orgasm built right behind the first, this one harder, wetter, her thighs soaked as she came again, gasping like she’d been drowning.

When he finally slowed, she collapsed forward, face pressed into the warm sand, ass still spread open, hole fluttering with aftershocks. Power turned her head just enough to smirk, panting, her voice thin and ruined: “Again… the ocean isn’t done yet.”