The heady aroma of a woman enveloped me as I extended my tongue to trace the contours of her crotch. The coarse texture of her stockings was palpable against my tongue, and the scent of her pussy filled the air, driving me closer to the brink of insanity.
My dick was achingly hard, straining uncomfortably within my pants. I had tasted Irene only once before, and now the craving to taste her again was overpowering. Given this opportunity, I was determined not to let it slip away.
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Her legs tightened around my back, pulling me in with urgent need. Her hand found its way to the back of my head, guiding me closer.
"Aaaah, y-yess... This feels good..."
This confirmed that Irene was aching to have me again. She had always held herself with a certain value, but after sleeping with me, that value seemed to dissolve, leaving her desperate to feel my dick inside her once more. She was like that, similar to Rose in some ways.
Both were horny women in their mid-twenties who had been virgins their entire lives until they met me, and now they craved the sensation of being loved and fulfilling their pent-up desires.
"Aaah, y-yess, Leon... Lick it more... ahnn~"
Her voice was a desperate cry of a woman in heat. I wanted to hear that sound, so I pulled away from her crotch and spread her legs apart. The stockings in the middle of her crotch were drenched with my saliva and her own juices.
"Oh, you’re going to start now?" She gazed at me with a lustful look through her glasses, which had fogged up for some reason. I gently removed the glasses, finally able to see her eyes clearly.
"W-What are you doing? I-I can’t see you if you take them off!" she protested.
"I know," I replied, a smirk curling at the corners of my lips. She couldn’t see it, though; her vision was too blurred. "That’s exactly why I’m doing this. It’ll keep you from seeing what I’m about to do."
The wetness of her pussy was overwhelming, my dick gliding in effortlessly until I was buried to the hilt, her tightness gripping me perfectly.
"Aaaah, f-fuck me, Leon...! Mess me up! Be rough with me! I want to feel every inch of you!"
Her eyes burned with lust, a hunger so intense it felt like she was on the edge of losing herself. I had pushed her to this point, fueling an abandonment complex that made her this way. There was a twinge of guilt, but it was overshadowed by the thrill of knowing I had turned her into this.
Just like she begged for, I grabbed her hips and started slamming into her with relentless force.
"Aaaaaah, aaah, aaaaahn~, yaaaaahn~ Aaaaaah, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, aaaah, ahhh!"
Her moans echoed around us, loud and desperate, filling the air like it was the only sound that existed. She must have really wanted this because her pussy kept squirming around my dick, gripping it with a tightness that made every thrust feel like I was plunging into a pack of marshmallows.
The softness of her pussy, combined with the firmness of her hips in my grip, made it feel like I could cum at any moment.
"Aaaah, ahhh, aaaah, yaaaahn~ Aaah, so good...! It feels so good!"
She sprawled out on the table, her body trembling as one hand gripped the edge above her, knuckles white, while the other clung desperately to the side. Her eyes were hazy with desire, and her breath came out in ragged gasps.
I kept slamming into her, feeling the way her breasts, still confined within her clothes, bounced with every powerful thrust. The sight of them straining against the fabric, jiggling with each motion, only fueled my desire.
"Aaaah, it really feels good! I’m cumming! It feels good! Aaaaaaah, aaaah!"
Her face was pure ecstasy.