V3 Chapter 79

Cian grunted as he probed the moist, dripping entrance to her vagina, silky soft, slippery, hot. He groaned deeply when his fingertip, just the tip to the second knuckle, slipped into her.

Despite being done it with her countless times, still, her tightness never ceases to amaze him.

Always, and every time, she’s like a virgin, tight and soft, velvety soft. Pushing gently, probing, testing, his finger gradually slipped into her, sensual hot wetness surrounding his probing finger in a snug grip.

Words may not have been spoken, but communication was buzzing.

Her hand reached down to hold his and gave it a gentle squeeze of approval. Her lips were active. Her tongue wrestled with his. Small, quiet breaths grew heavier, and she sucked his upper lip - an incredibly arousing act.

“Ci, an…please,”

Amadea’s lips curled up, urgent, wanting more, wanting him deeper, a gnawing need deep inside. She pulled his face away from her. Her body was shaking, need tearing through her, and making her pant. His finger excited her so much. It felt so good she wanted more. She wanted him inside, filling her, stretching her.

"Please," she asked softly, intensely aroused, her nipples aching, pussy pulsing with arousal, "…I need you now,”

Her heart rate spiked when Cian smiled- soft, so sexy, and laid her down the bed before moving over her, slipping between her legs as she opened them wide, hunger and need filling her, desperation rising. He seemed so big looming above her.

He licked his lips seductively as he looked down at the beautiful woman who was his to do with as he pleased. The latter’s leading red eyes encouraging him. She looked so sweet and sexy, her legs spread, cleft open, her beautiful plump mound so sensual, ripe and arousing. Her salmon pink pussy lips were already wet with love juices and twitching to seduce a male.

Holding himself on one straight arm he reached for his erection, hard, stiff, and painful with his need. However, impatient, “I need it, Cian. Please, give it to me,” Amadea reached down her hand and grabbed his massive erection, feeling it for a while, squeezing it before guiding it, swiping the tip up and down her cleft, then urged him in, nestling the tip between her labia.

Excitement built to unbelievable levels.

She had been deprived of his wonderful touch for three agonizing days and didn’t want to wait for a second more. Desire overwhelming her she pulled his cock into his waiting, and drooling pussy.

Looking down Cian watched the glistening wet tip touch her gorgeous pussy, her thick rounded labia flattening against the large flared crown. Shudders shook his body from the feel of her soft pussy against his aching erection and the strain of holding himself above her. His erection looked so big next to her plump pussy, so big compared to her short cleft, so big between her slender thighs.

Pushing gently his eyes were riveted to her beautiful pussy as labia stretched and unfurled over his crown, silky-soft warmth spreading, labia hugging, welcoming him. Beads of sweat popped out on his brow when he felt her entrance, an impossibly tiny opening. His erection throbbed painfully, clear precum oozing and lubricating. He pressed further in excitement, and heaven opened up. Her labia spread, her entrance dilated, and warm, velvet heat gripped his crown.

Fuck it felt good!

The sensation that bombarded him was exquisite.

Amadea’s wonderful god-like pussy stretched and oozed tightly over his thick crown. With a popping sensation, he was in. He was penetrating her, her vagina gripping him tightly, so tightly he thought he could feel his blood pulsing in it.

Amadea hadn't gasped in pain, just inhaled sharply. His erect penis smoothly sank into her vagina and she moaned sweetly. She was meltingly soft inside and soaked with nectar and he just about came from the vaginal walls surrounding his entire shaft.

For a few agonizing moments, neither moved. Then, suddenly, her sexy legs moved up, heels on the back of his thighs pulling, her slender arms hugging his chest. A small whisper broke the silence.

"God, I've missed this," she muttered with a pleasant moan.

“It’s only been a few hours or at least days…” he mused.

“But it felt so long,” she said.

“Watching you suffer, felt eternity for me… I’ve missed you dearly…missed you so much,”

While saying so, she pressed her pussy up at him. Her feet hooked around his thighs, her hands crawling downward and gripping his ass, and without wasting a second time, they started fucking each other.

Excitement hammered him and her. His cock slipped into her, her soft internal walls parting, a silky, snug, warm sheath enveloping him in a smooth slow penetration, slipping painlessly deeper and deeper, his erection pulsing with the exquisite tightness.

“Ahn, you are so hard and hot. I love it so much. Let me feel it even more~!”

Her face melted upon having the hard meat rod enter deep inside her and she begged for more pleasure. Cian was moving gently, but it was enough for her tits to jiggle. The two large melons drew his eye with their movements. And coupled with the feeling of his erection penetrating her snug pussy with each slow stroke made his body shake.

Her hands urged him on, pulling him deep with each thrust, fucking up at her, her sexy body curling. Small mewls of pleasure started; a sexy cat experiencing pleasure. Her eyes were closed, her nostrils flaring, and she fucked him, flits of frowns passing across her face. She moaned.

As always, Cian’s erection was stretching her so much and going so deep. She felt tight and stuffed to bursting, so full. Her body was thrumming with need, deeper, the gnawing ache there, there, god yes! There!

"Uh!" she moaned when his penis pushed against the aching spot, her pussy pulsing. She loved how full she felt.

Cian felt his erection touch her deepest part, four inches in, held tight in paradise. Her moan of pleasure sparked his, his penis swelling in her tight grip. Holding her buttocks he withdrew slowly, silky walls caressing him. He felt every millimeter of her vagina gripping him, trying desperately to hold him in.

"No," she moaned quietly, her heels pulling desperately.

"Put it back," she pleaded feeling empty.

Reversing, Cian slid into heaven, deep, all the way. Breath exploded from Amadea when she shoved her pelvis up and he filled her suddenly, completely, even deeper than before, good, good.

He fucked her slowly, loving every moment of it. He loved the way she responded under him, the feel of her pussy - so snug - taking him deep, meeting his thrusts with a curl of her pelvis. A rhythm started, long slow withdrawal, heels pulling, long slow exquisite penetration, long slow withdrawal, heels tugging, gliding in, her tight sheath clasping, deep, deep, so snug. Amadea’s eyes closed, her heart pounding crazily, feeling dizzy, the sweet ache inside being massaged, rubbed, deep inside, so good.

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Shudders shook her when her clit dipped to rub on his shaft. She moaned again, feeling the pressure in her chest growing, pressure needing to escape, God so close. Cian groaned. Reaching down, he held her sexy buttocks and fucked her harder. The disorientation of extreme desire hit him. His world narrowed to him and her, his cock thrusting into her pussy, her velvet grip, her exciting sounds of pleasure.

Amadea started squirming beneath him in an attempt to get comfortable. Especially, when Cian started to thrust his giant cock into her pussy slowly and then, gradually increasing his strokes. She groaned, feeling the pain and excruciating pleasure from being penetrated for the first time in a while, I mean, very in a while.

“Ahhn! Great! Yes, like this…!”

She almost forgot how to breathe, not like she needed one. Like a custom glove, Cian’s glans is fitting tightly inside her. Not to mention, his head is squared too, the type likely to get hooked on the folds inside. She had almost forgotten this incredible sensation of being penetrated- she took a deep breath and then another. It was incredibly good. Her channel rippled around the invading hardness, softening and accepting him in but a short amount of time. The longer he was inside her, the better it got. She stared at his face, and she could tell by the look in his eyes how good it felt. She felt incredibly happy that she was giving him this much gratification.

'She's so beautiful.'

Cian thought to himself, opening his eyes wide so he could stare into her crimson love-filled eyes. He hugged her tightly and started his rhythmic strokes with his cock in and out of her moist pussy.

They were now both drenched in sweat despite the chilliness that pervaded the cave, and his manly sweat smell was making her hornier, and wanted to have more of him in her pussy.

Down his rhythmic thrusts was also started going on at full speed nonstop almost pulling most of his cock and again diving inside her wet vagina.

“Deeper…! Mess my inside, Cian!”

Cian let out a beastly growl.

Warmth and juices surround him as he entered her. He felt like all of his being was present in the touch of his body and hers. Cian could feel her soft slippery insides squeeze his shaft.

Amadea wanted him to know how much she wanted him but didn’t know what to say. Instead, she tightened her legs around his waist and grabbed his butt. And it was all the encouragement he seemed to need.

Cian’s control snapped and his hips pulled back only to drove back deep in her the second after. Still fluttering in the orgasm, she squeezed her insides about him, coaxing him to join her in the bliss. Her voice whines, almost involuntarily, in time to his thrusts, but it breaks when he lurches forward abruptly.

He swivels his waist and hips, massaging the head of him inside her, and she can feel her cunt absorb, swallow more, even while her clit throbs with its bundle of nerves against the rubbing of his pelvis with its wiry pubic hair.

When the sudden burst of pleasure explodes into her, her breaths boil up in her throat. It might make her cry. Her belly trembles, juddering like a bag of water with every movement.

Cian moved his hips continuously, feeling the warm, tight, and slippery linings within.

Amadea burst into more pleasure when his head dipped down to his swift, hard kisses across her collarbone, then her right arm. And then, maybe he was intoxicated by her smell, suddenly under her shock eyes, her devilish prince raised her arm up, and is now licking her armpit.

“No, no, you can’t Cian, that’s…that’s dirty!!” she squeaked in shock when she felt him licking her armpit. However, her protests were ignored by the licking demon. Her voice grew louder when his face buried its way between her side boobs and into her floral-scented underarm.

She wanted to move her arms, and close her armpit, not wanting for such a dirty part of her body to be seen or even tasted. However, her breath caught as he tilted her hips with one hand, and quickened his strokes. He was moving faster, harder. He was like a piston machine as he takes her like he had never done before.

Her cries turned to scream. Her head was only filled with making love. Making love to her lover, to her handsome and irresistible demon lover.

While fucking her, Cian savored the taste of his lover’s sweat. It was so clean and refined, surely different from any woman he had been with. Perhaps, it’s because she’s not human. Her bodily fluids are never disgusting, nor tasted awful. He greedily licked more, sticking his tongue deep into her pits. They were smooth and soft, not a wrinkle on them and snow-white as the rest of her.

“Oh, Amadea, I should have done this sooner!” he gave a long lick.

This was the first time he did it, and he seemed to have taken a troublesome liking to her sweat. And they smelled nice! Pure pheromones filled his nose causing piston movements to become faster.

If someone could see them right now, they would have been dumbstruck as they watched Cian’s hips almost turned into a blur as he thrust against his lover over and over again with incredible speed and power.

Her wide-spread legs allowed his dick to plunge deep inside her and the slapping of his crotch against her butt echoed through the dim cavern. Her vagina produced so much love juices it seemed to be shedding tears of joy and the soft flesh sucked at the spear of obscenity to bring it to climax.

“They’re beautiful!”

Amadea didn’t know what to say, not that she could speak as her words had already turned into groans and moans. Still, no one had ever said anything to her about her armpits, much less compliment them. It seems like she still had underestimated her lover’s strangeness, she mused in her mind.

Though she finds it weird, still without hesitation, she indulged in his desires. His skilled tongue quickly endeared her to the idea. Not to mention, the mere thought of him licking her armpits was enough to fill her with excitement.

“Hmm, I love your smell, Amadea,”

“Aaaahhhhn, Ciaaan!!”

Amadea let out a loud moan, arching her body upwards. Her thick thighs framed his hips, ankles locking at his back. She had dug her heels into his ass, seemly urging him on. Her body felt like fire and honey in his arms. Cian, on the other hand, could not stop, he was like a beast in heat. All he could think right now was fuck his lover. Own her. Love her. Take her as his own.

Cian felt as if he were possessed by a demonical being who steered him onto greater lust. He had no control over his base actions and he could only follow the orders of his unknown master. He was spellbound by the lustful deeds he was perpetrating on his lover, and their very perversity only seemed to spur him on. He growled, a beast inside of him does as well.

The smell of her sweaty armpits hit him as he brought his face once again on it. Her body somehow still smelled incredible even covered in sweat. He could feel it calling to her, the flowery sweetness drawing him in. The salty tang of sweaty odor mixed with her natural flowery scent made his head spin as he let his tongue hang out of his mouth to once again lap on it.

His right arm held her arm above her head, while his left hand gripped on her breast, squeezing as he pushed inside her faster, and harder. Her hips rose to meet him, and her eyes closed, surrendering completely to her lover’s control. She moaned, her screams becoming louder as not only her pussy and breast but now even her armpit was giving incredible sensation.

She groaned as she watched her lover slurping her filthy armpit. Now, she was starting to love what her devilish, perverted lover was doing to her, and she was even crying out for more. Her moans had increased in frequency and volume but stopped making sense. Then his attention moved from there, and returning to her bare skin, sucking her full breasts and nipples roughly into his mouth.

She moaned and arched her back, thrusting her breasts further out for his attention. Bulbous nipples alternated between being rolled about by a dexterous tongue and being sucked on by soft lips, drawing moans from her as fluids gurgled from her pussy and, more notably, from her nipples.

A tingling sensation began to build in her chest as more and more milk sap spurted from her teats in ever heavier streams, which felt far better than she could have ever guessed, and only added to the orgasm building growing between her thighs.

From her desperate pussy, her walls, her womb, her breasts…she could feel pleasure coming from all of them. She could feel his cock flex against her pussy walls, seemly, liking everything out, trying to regain all the milk from her breasts that he was sucking out, making her moan more.

It doesn’t take long for her to nuzzle her face in his hair, almost drooling, absorbing his scent, her body thrumming from inside and out.

The same static waves wash over her brain again with his covetous mouth working on her, and her vision swims, like the silver screens of a system going slack. It feels good now, as he’d promised, and she closes her eyes, sinking into sensation.

She’s breathing more deeply than she’s done a few days. Her mind feels strangely blank. He releases and latches onto the opposite breast, covering her areola and drawing in as much as he can take into his mouth. All while, his hips never stopped pistoning.

He was sucking her milk out, while she was milking him as well.

Giving and Receiving.

The natural cycle of life.