Villain's Path System-Chapter 32: The Worst Decision of His Life) - Part 2 (R18)

Chapter 32: The Worst Decision of His Life) - Part 2 (R18)

[R18 content—18+ only. Skip if it’s not your vibe.]

There were two men on her bed. No, not men—academy boys. Young adults. Definitely students. Older than him, maybe fourth or fifth years, but still—

Oh fuck. Oh fuck fuck fuck. I walked into—this is—she was—

One was behind Myra on the bed, his cock pressed right up against her ass, thick head already nudging her tight rear entrance, ready to push in.

The guy beneath her rolled his hips slow and deep, his thick cock sliding in and out of her dripping core. He latched onto one of her tits like a starving wolf — sucking hard, teeth grazing her nipple — while his other hand pinched and twisted the second one exactly the way she loved it.

Myra was on all fours like a bitch in heat, back arched perfectly, ass pushed high so both cocks could slide into her at the same time.

Oh god. Oh god no.

This isn’t happening. This is NOT happening.

Why. WHY did I open this door?

MOVE, you absolute idiot! MOVE!

The guy behind her finally thrust forward. His cock sank deep into her ass in one smooth, relentless stroke. Myra moaned loud, eyes half-lidded, completely lost. Red finger marks already bloomed across her pale hips from how hard he was gripping her.

Her hair was a wild mess, spilling over the guy beneath her, but he didn’t give a shit. His only focus was pounding into her wet entrance, hips snapping up again and again.

The whole room stank of sex — thick, heavy, musky. Sweat and cum and hours of fucking. Anyone walking past the door would’ve known exactly what had been going on all night.

Lucian’s arms dropped dead at his sides.

His feet wouldn’t move.

He forced his eyes toward the ceiling. The ceiling. Yes. Focus on the ceiling.

"The ceiling is very interesting. Fascinating ceiling. Best ceiling I’ve ever seen."

But his eyes dropped.

Back to her.

Myra’s entire body looked glassy with sweat, her moans filling the room — low, breathy, completely shameless.

"Mmm...unnnhh... yes... right there..."

The second she moaned, the guy behind her lost it. He fucked her harder, thighs slapping loud against her ass — slap slap slap slap.

"Take it— fuck— take it," he growled, raw and primal.

The growl seemed to set the other guy off too. He grabbed Myra tight, clinging to her like a desperate monkey, hips snapping up into her core over and over. The wet, filthy sounds bounced off the walls.

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.

Cover your eyes. Don’t look. DON’T FUCKING LOOK.

But Lucian couldn’t. His hands flew up to his face... but his fingers spread on their own.

He was still watching.

What the hell is wrong with me?

"Ahhh— God, that feels so good..."

Myra let her arms and legs go completely limp, dropping all her weight onto the guy beneath her. He didn’t even slow down — just wrapped himself around her like a snake, their sweat-slick bodies sliding together, the heat between them turning unbearable. Even buried in all that mess, his member kept driving into her dripping core, deep and relentless.

"Fuck, you’re so tight," he groaned, voice muffled against her skin.

Myra’s expression drowned in pure lust—eyebrows drawn up, lips parted gasping, breathing ragged and shallow, cheeks burning deep red. Her eyes locked onto the boy beneath her for a heartbeat. His face was twisted in concentration, eyebrows scrunched like making her come was the only thing left in his entire life.

She dragged her hand across his sweat-slicked face and hissed through gritted teeth:

"

hngh~

Good boy... keep going. Harder — fuck — harder —"

The guy behind her pounded into Myra’s ass with full force, her hips vibrating hard with every brutal thrust. Suddenly he pulled out completely. Myra’s ass gaped open, twitching and shaking wildly — once, twice — before he slammed his cock back inside with savage force.

"Yes— fuck— fuck— fuck—!"

Myra let her body go completely limp, giving herself over to them, demanding they use her harder. Both guys focused everything on her — pleasing their master while chasing their own release.

The rhythm turned frantic. Faster. Harder. Desperate.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

With one final, deep thrust, the guy behind her lost control.

"Yes— yes— yes— I’m coming— I’m fucking coming—!" he moaned desperately.

He yanked out at the last second, gripping her tight from behind and clinging to her body as thick ropes of his hot release shot across her ass and lower back.

Right then, Myra’s eyes shifted. Her gaze slid over her shoulder and locked directly onto Lucian, still frozen stiff in the doorway.

No. She didn’t just—

Even while shaking with pleasure, Myra’s eyes found him. A wicked glint flashed in them as her lips curled into a completely shameless grin.

"Keep watching, sweetheart," she moaned breathlessly, voice thick with lust. "I’m finishing this."

Lucian’s brain completely shut down.

He couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t even breathe.

The guy beneath her was right on the edge. Thick ropes of release from the other boy dripped down Myra’s ass, mixing with her wetness as he kept pounding desperately into her core.

"Yes— yes— yes— yes—!"

"Don’t— don’t stop— I’m so close—" Myra gasped, her body tensing, coiling tight.

With one final brutal thrust, he buried himself deep and came hard, flooding her core with his hot load.

Myra’s orgasm hit at the exact same moment.

Her whole body convulsed violently. A raw, broken scream tore from her throat.

"Fuuuuuuuck—!"

Her eyes rolled back into her head, pupils blown wide. Her mouth fell open, tongue hanging out, drool slipping from the corner of her lips. Her face twisted into pure ahegao — completely fucked senseless.

Everything was soaked. The sheets, their bodies, sweat and fluids mixing into a complete mess.

For a long moment, all three of them just lay there, breathing hard, utterly spent.