She was already soaked by the third chapter. The manhwa on bato.to had her screen glowing in the dark bedroom, panels full of thick cocks stretching tight holes and girls begging for it raw. Her fingers worked fast under the blanket, rubbing her clit in tight circles while the latest update loaded. Every dirty line of dialogue hit her like a command. She bit her lip hard, hips rocking against her own hand, chasing the edge the artist drew so well.
The door creaked. Her roommate stood there, eyes locked on the screen then dropping to where her hand disappeared between her thighs. “That’s the new one on bato.to, huh? The one with the gym trainer who fucks his student in the locker room?”
She didn’t stop touching herself. “Yeah. Page twelve. He’s got her bent over the bench.”
He stepped inside, door clicking shut. “Show me.”
She pulled the blanket off. Her pussy glistened under the laptop light, fingers shiny. He stripped fast, cock already hard and heavy, veins standing out. No talking after that. He climbed onto the bed, yanked her hips up, and slammed in deep on the first thrust. She gasped, the stretch burning perfect. He fucked like the panels she loved—hard, fast, no mercy. Skin slapped loud. Her tits bounced with every drive.
“Fuck, you’re dripping,” he growled, gripping her ass. “That smut got you this wet before I even touched you.”
She pushed back, taking him to the root. “Keep going. Just like that page where he chokes her.”
His hand wrapped around her throat, not too tight, just enough pressure while he pounded. The laptop screen still flickered with the next update. She glanced at it between thrusts, moaning at the matching scene. He noticed and angled her so she could see. “Watch it while I wreck you.”
She came first, clenching around his cock, thighs shaking. He didn’t slow down. Pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and shoved back in. Legs over his shoulders now, deep and brutal.
Sweat slicked their skin. He grunted every time he bottomed out, balls slapping her ass. She reached down to rub her clit again, eyes half-lidded on the smut still playing.
“Gonna fill you up like that trainer does,” he said, voice rough. “You want that?”
She nodded, voice breaking. “Do it. Come in me.”
He slammed harder, pace turning ragged, then buried deep and pulsed hot inside her. Thick spurts flooded her cunt, leaking out around his cock with every twitch. They stayed locked like that, breathing heavy, the bato.to chapter auto-advancing to the next filthy scene.
He pulled out slow, cum trailing down her thigh. She reached for the laptop, already scrolling. “Round two when this page loads?”
