404 Chapter 67 - Stalker (2)
When I slid into her, her body welcomed me with no resistance at all, already soaked and ready. The slick heat inside her wrapped around my cock effortlessly.
When I asked her why, she casually replied, "I knew you'd skip foreplay, so I masturbated in the bathroom before you called. I made sure I was ready."
"Well, you're really getting the hang of prostituting yourself now, huh? Now tell me, who do you think about while you're playing with yourself?"
She went silent. Maybe she didn't want to admit it was me she was thinking of, or maybe she didn't want to say because it wasn't me, and she knew I'd get pissed. Either way, it didn't matter. If she was still thinking about Sesillian, I'd just have to break her even more.
I grabbed her waist and started thrusting.
Charlotte shut her eyes tight, biting down on her sleeve, trying to muffle her voice.
"Nnn... nnn... nuu... aaa... uuunn...!"
I reached around, unbuttoning her blouse, rolling her bra up so I could feel her breasts spill into my hands. The sensation of her tits in my palms while I fucked her from behind was unbearable in the best way.
I quickened my pace, slamming my crotch against her ass, each impact sending ripples across her pale skin. The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed outside.
"Muuuun! Nnnuunn! Uuuu! Muuu! Mmuaaaaaan!!"
Charlotte's muffled moans got louder, despite her biting down on her cuff. I licked her nape, both hands gripping her tits as I pounded into her harder. I could feel her getting closer, her pussy tightening around me as her moans grew louder.
"Cum, Charlotte! Cum while you're being fucked like a dog out in the open!"
Lately, when I touched myself, it wasn't Professor Sesillian who came to mind. No, it was always Leon. His strong, rough hands gripping my waist, the firm, possessive way he handled me. His hot breath grazing my neck, sending waves of shivers down my spine. The way his dick stretched me, filling me until I couldn't think of anything else but the pleasure. He knew exactly how to make me cum, and it drove me insane.
I tried convincing myself that maybe it was just because he was the only man who had touched me, that if I had sex with someone else, this twisted hold he had on my body would disappear. I thought my body was just lewd and perverted, accepting Leon because of its own nature.
But deep down, I knew that wasn't the truth.
Earlier, when he called me, I felt my heart race, excitement surging through me. I couldn't help myself. I rushed to the bathroom, locking myself in a cubicle to masturbate, getting myself wet just thinking about him. The image of Professor Sesillian had completely vanished from my mind. All I could think about was Leon—his hands, his cock, the way he made me lose control. The pleasure was driving me insane, and I didn't know how much longer I could resist.
Leon was taking full control of my body, his hands gripping my slender hips tightly as he pistoned in and out of me with relentless force. His skilled, rhythmic thrusts had me completely captivated, my body reacting instinctively to his movements. Without even realizing it, I started to rock my hips in sync with his, our movements becoming more frantic as we built toward the inevitable.
I could feel it coming—an intense climax like nothing I'd ever felt before.
"Aaaaah! Ah, nnngh, nnn, nnnnnnn, nnnnnnnn! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
My mouth hung open, drool slipping from my lips as I sloppily pressed my hips back against his, driven by raw instinct, desperate to reach that peak. His cock, now fully engorged and ready to explode, slammed against my cervix, sending jolts of pleasure up my spine.
"NnnnnnnnnnNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"
My mind shattered into a haze of blinding ecstasy as the climax hit. My body convulsed uncontrollably, gripping him tightly inside me, my pussy squeezing him with every wave of pleasure that ripped through me.
Leon wasn't far behind. I felt his cock throb, and with one final deep thrust, he emptied himself inside me. The hot rush of his cum filled me completely, coating every inch of my womb and pussy. The sensation of being filled by him—of his warm, thick cum spreading inside me—triggered another orgasm that made my entire body tremble violently.
His cum overflowed, leaking from my pussy as he pulled out slowly, his thick cock slipping free. A steady stream of his hot seed dripped down my thighs, making me feel dirty, used, and strangely satisfied. The sensation of his semen marking me was almost too much to bear, but I wanted more. Needed more.