Extra: Yandere Milfs Obsessed with me!-Chapter 47: Comfort [2] (+18)

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Chapter 47: Comfort [2] (+18)

When the spasms subsided, leaving her body limp and panting, he slowly withdrew his fingers with a wet schlup. He moved up along her body, placing wet kisses on the moist skin of her flat stomach, between her breasts that rose and fell rapidly, on the base of her neck where her pulse was racing.

Irene, eyes half-closed, grabbed his chestnut hair with unexpected strength and pulled him for a feverish, deep kiss, tasting her own flavor on his lips.

"Your turn," she murmured against his mouth, her voice hoarse and low.

With one movement, she used her weight and momentum to flip him over. Kaiser found himself on his back, head on the pillow, his sex erect. Irene slid between his spread legs. Her long olive-green hair fell, brushing his thighs.

She looked at him through the mass of her strands, a determined glint in her eyes, then, without breaking eye contact, she closed a firm and cool hand around the base of his member. His skin shivered under the contact. She leaned her head and, with the tip of her tongue, traced a slow, deliberate path from the root to the glans, precisely circling the frenulum.

"Hm... Shit..." Kaiser’s groan escaped his mouth, his fists clenching in the sheets, the tendons in his forearms prominent.

She then opened her mouth and engulfed him, descending along his length without hesitation until her lips reached her fingers. A small muffled sound,

"Mmmh," vibrated around him. Her tongue began to swirl, pressing and licking the sensitive vein underneath, while her head started a rhythmic up-and-down.

"Slurp... schlup..." The wet and soft sounds filled the room. One of her hands moved up to caress his testicles with firm and regular pressure, the other rested on his lower abdomen to hold him in place.

"Fuck, Duchess..." he growled, eyes fixed on the ceiling, jaw clenched.

She looked up at him then, lifting her head just enough to meet his gaze drowned in pleasure, and gave him a small sideways smile, visible despite the position. Then she went down again, faster this time, using her hand in a corolla around the base to accompany her mouth’s movement. "Glup... slurp..." The rhythm accelerated.

Kaiser felt an intense heat, an unbearable tension building in his pelvis. "I’m going to come... Right now..." he warned, voice hoarse and strained.

She did not stop. On the contrary. She took a breath through her nose and swallowed deeper, embracing him at the back of her throat, and maintained that pressure.

"Mmmmmh!" The sound was muffled, vibratory. It was enough. Kaiser arched his back off the bed, his hips lifting in an uncontrollable surge.

"ARGH!" A hoarse groan escaped him as he ejaculated in strong pulses into her mouth, each contraction visible along his tense stomach.

"Haa... haa..." He panted, body shaken by shivers.

Irene did not move, swallowing in small gulps until the last convulsion passed through him. Only then did she withdraw slowly, with a small final pop, and wiped the back of her hand across her glistening lips. She moved up to lie against him, cheek on his chest where the sweat was cooling, a deep and peaceful smile of satisfaction on her lips.

Irene was lying on him, the weight of her warm and limp body against his. Her cheek rested on his chest where the sweat was beginning to dry in fine salty trails.

Kaiser’s breathing, at first hoarse and rapid, gradually calmed, the regular rhythm of his heart beating under her ear. She felt his sex, half-soft and slick against her thigh, resting heavy and warm.

Yet, after a few minutes, she noticed a change; under her thigh, his member stiffened, swelling progressively until it stood fully erect again and struck with a small dry tap the firm roundness of her buttocks.

Irene lifted her head slightly, her chin resting on his sternum. A mischievous smile stretched her lips. "Already? You’re insatiable." Her voice was low, still a bit hoarse.

She slid a hand between their moist stomachs, her fingers closing with a firm grip around the now hard and heavy shaft. The skin was warm, stretched over the erection. She guided it without a word toward her crotch, where she still felt the wetness and sensitivity from her first orgasm.

She lifted her hips just enough, a fluid movement of her abdominal muscles, positioned the wide glans against her swollen and still parted lips, and lowered herself in one single slow and controlled movement. He penetrated, parting her warm and smooth walls, and filled her completely. "Hhhaaan..." A hoarse and satisfied sigh escaped both of them at the same time.

"That’s it..." murmured Kaiser, his hands moving up to rest on Irene’s wide hips.

Then she began to move. She lifted herself on her knees, using the strength of her thighs and glutes, before descending again, impaling herself on him. The rhythm was slow at first. Her thighs contracted with each push, the tendons briefly prominent.

Her heavy breasts, with dark areolas and bright pink hardened tips, followed the movement, describing small ellipses in the air, bouncing freely with each impact of their pelvises. The sound was obscene and clear: a wet and regular clap-clap-clap of their skins meeting, mixed with the squick-squick of the wet interior welcoming each thrust.

"Fuck, Irene..." growled Kaiser, teeth clenched. His hands closed on her hips, fingers digging into the soft and pale flesh, leaving pink marks.

Tired of his passivity, he wrapped his arms around her slim waist, pulled her against him with a force that cut her breath, and took control. His own hips lifted off the bed, and his loins began to pound upward, quick and violent thrusts.

"Ah! Ah! Yes!" Irene’s moans burst out, chopped by each impact. The bed beneath them protested with sharp and repeated creaks of its springs, "griiinc-griiinc," synchronized with the brutal cadence.

Then, without warning, he flipped her over. A quick movement of his torso and arms, and Irene found herself on her back, head thrown back on the pillow, a muffled cry of surprise

"Oh!" escaping her.

He grabbed her two ankles, his hands encircling the fine bones, and placed them on his shoulders, folding her body and fully opening her sex to his view. It was glistening, red and swollen from the activity, the lips parted by the width of his member.

The small clit, swollen and vivid, was visible, rubbing against the base of his shaft with each back-and-forth. He plunged into her again with a deep and powerful thrust, his glans hitting the bottom of her vagina with a force that made her shudder. "Aaah! There! All the way in!" 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

He leaned over her, his shadow engulfing her. He grabbed her two bouncing breasts and kneaded them with almost brutal force, molding them in his broad hands.

His thumbs rolled then pinched the hardened nipples, pulling on them until she let out a sharp moan, on the edge of pain and pleasure. "Hiiin!"

"Kaiser... I’m going... I’m going to cum..." she gasped, words interrupted by short breaths. Her eyes, drowned, shone with tears of sensation. The skin of her cheeks and chest was flushed. "Come with me... please... now..."

She raised her trembling arms, passed them around his moist neck and pulled him to her, against her crushed chest. Her chapped lips brushed his.

"Cum.... Cum inside me," she breathed against his mouth, her breath hot and rapid. "Fill me... I want it."

She kissed him deeply then, her tongue seeking his with desperate urgency, tasting the salt of their mingled skin. Kaiser groaned into the kiss, a guttural sound, and accelerated one last time, his thrusts becoming disordered, wild, losing all rhythm to become just a series of deep and brutal pushes.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" He buried himself to the hilt, his pubic bone crushing hers, and froze.

A long growl, "GRRAAAAH!", came from the depths of his chest as he released inside her.

She could feel the hot and powerful pulsations within, jets flooding her belly. Her own orgasm hit her in return, her body arching violently under him, her toes curling.

"KAI—SER!" Her cry was muffled by their kiss, her walls contracting around his shaft in a series of violent and rapid spasms, like a fist clenching and unclenching.