Chapter 60: We have defeated you - r18



Isabel looked up at him, her eyes wide with shock, a trickle of cum escaping the corner of her mouth. She had never felt anything like it the power, the intimacy.

She had never seen a man cum before, let alone felt it in her own mouth. It was a strange, intense sensation that she wasn't quite sure how to process.

Julia couldn't help but laugh, a warm, genuine sound that filled the room.

"Guess we've finally defeated you," she said playfully, her eyes gleaming with victory.

Julian chuckled, his grip on their cheeks firm yet gentle.

"Not quite," he murmured, his eyes glinting with mischief.

"But you've definitely got me intrigued." He released them, stepping back to give them space, his cock still semi-erect and glistening with the evidence of their shared experience. "So, what's next?"

Isabel looked up at him, a hint of curiosity in her eyes, the taste of him still lingering on her tongue.

"More?" she ventured, her voice small and unsure.

Julia's hand slid down to her own pussy, her fingers brushing against the slickness that had gathered there.

"Oh, yes," she breathed, her voice filled with desire. "I want to explore more."

Julian's smile grew even more wicked as he bent down, his eyes never leaving Julia's as he moved his hand to her pussy. He touched her gently, his finger sliding through her folds, feeling the heat and wetness that was begging for his attention. Julia gasped, her body arching towards his touch, her eyes fluttering shut with pleasure.

He inserted his finger into her, watching her reaction as she grew wetter and tighter around him. Julian's own desire grew with each twitch of her body, each whimper of pleasure that escaped her lips.

He moved his finger slowly, teasing her clit with the pad of his thumb as he explored her depths. Julia's breath grew shallow, her hips bucking slightly as she tried to get more of him.

Isabel watched the two of them, her own pussy twitching as she took in the erotic sight. She had never felt so turned on, so alive.

Julian's hand moved to her hip, holding her in place as he began to increase his pace.

Julia's breath grew ragged, her body moving in tandem with his as she chased the orgasm that was already threatening to consume her.

She could feel Isabel's eyes on them, watching with a mix of curiosity and longing.

With a low groan, Julian reached out and cupped Isabel's breast, his thumb flicking over her nipple as he continued to fuck Julia. Isabel gasped, her body jolting at the sudden sensation.

Julian's eyes never left Julia's as he leaned down, capturing Isabel's nipple with his mouth. She tasted like sweet vanilla, her skin so soft and warm.

Julian's mouth was a masterful torment, his teeth grazing Isabel's sensitive peak before his tongue swirled around it, eliciting a soft moan from her.

Isabel's hands reached up, her fingers threading through Julian's hair as she held his head in place, urging him to continue.

"Oh, Julian," she gasped, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and surprise.

She had never felt anything like this before, the combination of his expert touch and the intimacy of the act sending waves of heat crashing through her body.

Julia felt Julian's cock hit the deepest part of her with each powerful thrust, filling her completely and making her feel like she might shatter at any moment.

Her own hand found its way to Isabel's pussy, her finger slipping easily into the slick folds. Isabel's grip on her tightened, her body tensing as Julia began to rub her clit in time with Julian's strokes.

Julian's eyes flickered to Isabel's face, watching as she bit her lip to stifle a moan. He knew Julia was bringing her closer to the edge, and the thought of making her cum was almost too much to bear.

He thrust into Julia harder, his cock swelling even more as he felt her inner walls tighten around him.

Julia's eyes rolled back in her head, her hand moving faster on Isabel's clit as she felt her own orgasm approaching.

Julian's cock was like nothing she had ever felt before – thick and long, stretching her to her limits. But it was the way he watched her, the way he whispered her name, that pushed her over the edge.