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Chapter 77
🕑 Added 2025-03-26 20:29:51 +0000 UTCYeon-Ah turned around, lifting her ass up from him as she reached back, grabbing onto his thighs, all while his cock was still deep inside her pussy. She moaned with each shift of her body, her movements incredibly arousing for Travis.
He held her waist, his fingers digging into her soft skin as he pulled his hips back slowly, letting his cock slide out inch by inch. But before she could feel the emptiness, he pushed deep back inside her, filling her once again.
"Yess!!" Yeon-Ah gasped, her breath hitching as his cock stretched her tight walls.
Travis couldn’t take his eyes off her ass as it rippled with each powerful thrust, her skin vibrating from the force of his movements. He tightened his grip on her waist and began to pick up the pace, fucking her with a slow, deliberate rhythm. He wasn’t going to make her cum too fast this time—he wanted to savor this.
"Harder!" she screamed loudly, her voice cracking with need. But Travis didn’t follow her demand. He wanted to fuck her at his own pace, not driven by her desperation. Yeon-Ah, seeing that he wouldn’t move faster, started to roll her hips against his cock, thrusting herself back onto him.
Her boldness made Travis laugh inside, a smirk curling on his lips.
'She must have forgotten her place,' he thought with a silent chuckle.
He quickly removed her hands from her waist, forcing them behind her neck. Travis, now kneeling behind her, stood up, lifting her off the bed slightly as he moved into a plank position. With his hands firmly on her hips, he began to pound her harder, each thrust leaving her gasping for air.
'Yes, that’s what I want!' Travis thought as he increased the pace, his hips slapping against her ass with a powerful rhythm.
The loud, wet clap of their bodies crashing together filled the room, sending waves of heat through his body.
Yeon-Ah’s body trembled beneath him, her moans growing louder, more desperate. Travis's hands moved from her neck to her back, pushing down gently to make her arch beautifully. She felt her pussy stretched and filled with every thrust as he hit her deeper, faster, with precision. His cock slammed into her with perfect timing, making her ass cheeks ripple and bounce with every forceful stroke.
The pleasure coursing through her became too much, and it didn’t take long before Yeon-Ah’s body began to tremble again, signaling her impending orgasm. Travis, sensing it, pulled out of her, watching as a stream of her juices leaked from her pussy, coating the inside of her thighs.
He took a moment to admire the view, his cock throbbing as he slid his hand over his shaft, but he wasn’t done yet. Not by a long shot.
He slammed back into her, pushing her back down onto the bed, continuing to fuck her with even more intensity than before.
Yeon-Ah was a beautiful mess. Her blonde hair was a tangled mess around her face, her eyes slightly puffed from the tears of pleasure that had been streaming down her face for hours. Her cheeks were flushed with the intensity of it all, but it wasn’t from pain—only from the overwhelming waves of pleasure that kept surging through her.
'This is the best,' she thought, barely able to keep her thoughts straight.
Travis, lost in his own desires, was already planning his next move. He could feel her about to come again, and when she did, he planned to change positions once more. As soon as he felt her pussy tighten around his cock in preparation for another orgasm, he reached down, lifting her by her arms. They stood up together, his cock still buried deep inside her as he pushed her against the wall.
With his body pressed up against hers, Travis fucked her again, this time with even harder thrusts. Her cheeks bounced with each stroke, moving like a flowing river from the intensity of his pounding. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed through the room.
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The rhythmic slapping of their bodies was so loud it could be heard all through the house. The other women in the house were awake, knowing what was happening. They had come prepared, keeping themselves occupied with books and other distractions, fully aware that they’d be up until dawn.
"Fuck me hard, baby!!" Yeon-Ah cried, her voice shaking with need.
Travis was already fucking her hard, but hearing her desperation only fueled his drive to go even harder. He turned her around, lifting one of her legs and placing it on his shoulder.
This gave him even deeper access, and the angle allowed him to fuck her with maximum penetration. They locked eyes, their gazes filled with lust as their bodies moved in perfect rhythm, indulging in the pleasure they were giving each other.
Hours seemed to melt away as they continued to fuck relentlessly, their movements like a dance that never slowed. Travis had come inside her multiple times already, but it didn’t matter. He was so lost in the pleasure that he didn’t want to stop. Every time he felt her tighten around him, he couldn’t resist fucking her again.
By the time the clock struck 5 AM, Travis came for the last time. Yeon-Ah lay exhausted on the bed beneath him, her body covered in his semen. Her pussy leaked a mixture of his cum and her own juices, a testament to how thoroughly he had claimed her.
The whole room reeked of sex, the smell of their bodies mixing with the thick scent of orgasm and sweat. Travis slowly pulled away, laying beside her. His body was spent, but a satisfied smile stretched across his face as he turned toward her. She did the same, both of them sharing a look of pure satisfaction.
'I wonder if she has energy left, since I’ve planned our day thoroughly,' he thought, glancing at Yeon-Ah as they both relaxed on the couch, winding down from their earlier activities.
After a few hours of rest, they began their day together. The atmosphere was light and playful, and the excitement in the air was palpable. They headed to the mall first, a spacious, bustling center full of stores. As they walked through the aisles, Yeon-Ah’s eyes sparkled with excitement. She had her eye on so many things: clothes, accessories, jewelry. Travis, never one to resist her enthusiasm, handed her the credit card, watching as she eagerly picked out what she wanted. She seemed so carefree, a side of her that always drew him in.
They spent hours wandering the mall, picking up random things that caught their eye. Yeon-Ah laughed as she grabbed a fluffy scarf and wrapped it around Travis’s neck, declaring that it was the perfect addition to his wardrobe. He merely chuckled, playing along, feeling content as they continued to shop without a care in the world. It was a carefree day, just the two of them, wrapped in each other’s presence.
Eventually, they found a quiet corner in one of the stores, and Yeon-Ah made her way toward the swimwear section. Her eyes lit up as she picked out a swimsuit, a teasing grin on her lips. She held it up, inspecting the vibrant colors, before turning to Travis with a sly smile.
“You won’t get to see this until the beach, though,” she said, her voice laced with playful mystery.
Travis raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "I guess I’ll just have to wait then," he replied with a grin, but his mind raced with anticipation. He knew Yeon-Ah always had a way of leaving him wanting more.
After paying for their purchases, they made their way back to their penthouse, dropping off the bags in the foyer. They still had hours ahead of them, and neither of them was in any rush to head to the beach just yet. They spent the next few hours together, enjoying the freedom of the day, making their way through arcades and sampling snacks at a nearby cafe. Laughter echoed around them as they raced through games, tossing playful banter at each other. Time seemed to slip by, and soon it was nearing nightfall.
As the sun set and the moon began to rise, Yeon-Ah disappeared into the bedroom, only to emerge a short while later in her swimsuit. Travis stood frozen for a moment as she stepped out from the room, the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the windows and catching the shimmering fabric of the swimsuit she’d chosen.
The color was a deep emerald green, and the material hugged her curves in all the right places, making her look like she had stepped out of a dream. Her hair was still damp from her earlier shower, cascading down her back in soft waves. The swimsuit was modest yet sexy, giving just the right amount of coverage while showcasing her flawless figure. Her smile was mischievous as she twirled around, giving Travis a slow, teasing look.
Travis swallowed hard, his breath hitching as his eyes traveled over her form, unable to find words at first. His thoughts scattered, and he was left speechless, stunned by her beauty. The anticipation he had felt throughout the day suddenly crashed into him all at once, his heart racing.
"You’re… stunning," he finally managed to say, his voice low and filled with awe.
Yeon-Ah’s smile widened, and she winked at him. "I thought you’d like it."
Without another word, they left the penthouse, making their way toward the beach. The cool night air brushed against their skin as the sound of the ocean waves grew louder, the rhythmic crashing of the water against the shore creating a calming melody in the background.
When they arrived at the beach, Travis couldn’t help but stare at Yeon-Ah as she walked ahead of him, her figure illuminated by the soft moonlight. The sand was cool beneath their feet, and the air had a crispness to it that made everything feel even more intimate. The stars above twinkled like a sea of diamonds, the night perfect in every way.
As they reached a quiet spot along the shore, Yeon-Ah stopped and turned to face him, her eyes locking with his. She slowly walked toward him, her movements fluid and graceful, before standing in front of him.
"You’re not going to let me down easy, are you?" she teased, her voice barely above a whisper.
Travis, still unable to fully process the vision of her, took a step closer, the heat in his chest rising. He reached out, his hand brushing against her arm before pulling her into him. "You’re perfect," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
And with that, the world around them seemed to fall away, leaving just the two of them on that moonlit beach, with the sound of the ocean and the intensity of their connection surrounding them.
TO BE CONTINUED
