She was thrilled when Oliver’s dick started to twitch unmistakably a few minutes later. She had once again brought him to his limit and went full power on his prick to get him off. Thinking how skilled she was, and how much pleasure she was bringing him, her hand reacted to her lust, and she masturbated her burning cunt with all she had.
She was thrilled when the young man ejaculated inside her mouth once more with a groan of ecstasy, his fresh cum filling her jaws most delightfully. The combination of the scent of sex of his cock plus the lewd taste of his semen made her even hornier, as her fingers roamed her inner twat and clitoris, seeking release for herself.
Unfortunately, despite her extremely high lecherous state, touching herself was nothing like blowing Oliver or watching his streams. Compared to him, she was still much number and would need longer and stronger stimulation to reach her high.
She stared down at the mess that was her vagina. Despite plenty of her juices smearing her panties or the ground, and how reddened her flesh was from touching herself, it still wasn’t enough. She was still hot with desire, a fire burning inside her flesh and her mind, fiercer than anything she had ever felt before in her life.
Her body urged her to seek release. She needed more, a lot more.
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Elodie’s devoted fellatio took no time to bring me to another orgasm. The sight of this proper woman sucking my tool as if her life depended on it while schlicking so noisily that I could hear it over the strong slurping sounds was too much for me, and I exploded once more inside her mouth.
She took everything I sent out with delight, swallowing my seed like it was the most delicious dish in the universe. However, as she looked down at her crotch, her lustful expression was mixed with slight regret, and I understood she hadn’t managed to come this time either. That was how hard it was for normal people to reach orgasm.
After a few seconds, Elodie closed her eyes, only to open them again to stare at me, giving me the horniest look I had ever seen a woman sport in my life. She slowly took my shaft out of her mouth and breathed loudly, her eyes full of tears, shivering abnormally.
She stood up with great difficulty, all her limbs trembling, and slowly turned her back to me. I initially wasn’t sure what she was trying to do. That is, until she used a quivering hand to drop her panties to the ground. She then leaned forward on the store counter, her butt protruding my way, and lifted the back of her skirt, in a position no man in the world could ever misunderstand.
The thick forms of her lower body were revealed to me, especially her groin and vagina. She had plentiful lips with a large clitoris at the bottom, already standing erect due to her masturbation. With a good amount of hair, but not too much, her crotch gave a superb erotic feeling, pleasing to the eye, while her pussy felt like it had seen plenty of action but had been neglected for a while. Everything was magnificently wet, with threads of fluid running over her legs, looking both lewd and delicious.
“Please…”
She begged me with a small voice, her head looking back, her butt moving a little as if to encourage me. She was asking me to take her, her mind obscured by lust, but that didn’t seem like a good idea.
“No, but, Elodie, that’s wron…”
“Please… Don’t say anything. I need it. I need it so bad. Please… Oliver.”
She didn’t even let me finish my sentence. I gulped, aroused to see her erotic figure begging me so lecherously.
As an orphan, I found most people very dazzling. After all, most everyone had a better life and a better prospect than I, a high school graduate working in a convenience store with no future. A lot of folks looked at me with slight disdain, as if mingling with me would lower their social status. It was more like an ingrained reflex, something they felt within themselves but didn’t want to show too much, due to wanting to appear like good people. However, that could never escape my eyes, having been the subject of such stares my whole life.
Elodie was one of the few who were different. She never judged me and had always treated me fairly, nicely even. That applied to this world and the previous one. As such, I also had a very good impression of her. And as a man, I couldn’t help but experience my mind wandering from time to time and have some fantasies about her.
Now, that very same woman was begging me as if in agony, urging me to help her. A whole year’s worth of delusions about her shook inside my head, and I quickly reached a critical point.
‘I’m not doing something wrong, right? She’s begging me so much, with such a sexy body and drenched pussy. I’m just doing what she wants, right?’
As if in a trance, I took hold of my revived penis in my hand, moving toward her sublime piece of ass with small steps. She noticed my arrival and trembled even more, as if anticipating what would happen.
She closed her eyes and turned her head back toward the front. As if unconsciously, she lowered her upper body to raise her lower one, and allow me even easier penetration. Her cunt was now literally dripping in her juices, shining in the light coming from the store windows.
When I was right in front of her, she moved her feet, furthering the distance between them to open her legs even slightly more, panting wildly, her body moving up and down with each breath.
I aligned my dick with her twat hole when she whispered, so quietly I almost missed it.
“…Strongly…”
My last semblance of reason snapped. I took hold of her butt cheeks with my hands and slammed myself inside her horny pussy.