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Chapter 14
🕑 Added 2025-04-09 21:04:41 +0000 UTCKushina smiled and nodded, then gracefully rose from his lap. With a teasing sway in her hips, she slid her jeans down her thighs, giving Travis a perfect view of her beautiful, round ass. The red lace of her panties hugged her curves like a second skin, the sight alone making his cock throb with raw need.
She looked over her shoulder with a sultry grin, then slowly pulled her panties to the side, revealing the glistening heat between her legs. Reaching back, she grabbed his shaft, feeling the pulsing hardness in her grip, and guided herself down, letting her wet folds swallow him inch by inch.
The moment his cock sank into her, Kushina let out a deep, shameless moan. Her body shivered, overwhelmed by the stretch and the heat. Travis leaned back, hands gripping the edge of the couch, watching her take control.
She began to ride him, slowly at first—grinding her hips in circles, then bouncing with growing hunger. Her tight pussy clung to him with every stroke, milking his cock as if it never wanted to let go. The sound of wet slaps filled the room, her ass slamming down again and again, her breathless gasps only fueling his arousal.
Travis couldn’t take his eyes off her—her hair falling over her shoulder, her back arching, her nails digging into his chest. The raw need between them was electric.
Her climax came suddenly. Kushina cried out as she squirted hard, soaking the floor beneath them, her body trembling before collapsing against his chest. Travis caught her, grinning as he slid his hands beneath her thighs and shifted his position.
Still deep inside her, he leaned back further, then began to thrust upward—hard and fast. His hips snapped up with force, driving his cock into her over and over, making her cry out again as she was sent bouncing on his lap, helpless under the sudden rhythm.
It was raw. Intense. Just like something out of a scene on the hub—but better, because it was real, and she wanted every second of it.
"Mm… Oh… Aaahhh!" she cried out, her moans echoing off the walls as Travis drove his cock deep into her sensitive, soaked pussy. Each thrust sent a jolt through her body, her small breasts bouncing wildly with every slam, like she was riding through a storm on a rocky road.
Plap Plap Plap
Her tight walls gripped him harder with every stroke, clenching and pulsing around his length as if her pussy was begging him—desperately craving more. Travis didn’t hesitate. He adjusted his angle and began slamming straight into her G-spot, his cock hammering the sweet spot with brutal precision.
Her body twitched under the pressure, legs quivering, arms trembling as overwhelming pleasure took over her senses. She couldn’t even form words, just breathless gasps and helpless moans.
Pa Pa Pa
The wet, filthy sound of his cock pounding into her echoed through the room, loud and shameless. Her juices dripped down his shaft, their bodies moving in raw, unfiltered rhythm—nothing held back, nothing gentle. Just pure, primal lust.
Her pussy clung to his cock, tightening with every deep stroke, as if trying to hold him inside. Between her ragged moans, she managed to gasp out her plea.
"I want you to fuck me harder, Travis—until I can’t move anymore!"
'Well, you said it, not me,' he thought, a wicked grin forming on his lips.
Travis gripped her waist and slowly lifted her off his lap, then laid her face-down on the coffee table. Her body trembled with anticipation, her ass raised just enough for him to slide right back in. Without a second’s pause, he drove his cock into her soaked pussy from behind, the new angle hitting even deeper.
Her eyes rolled back instantly, mouth falling open in silent screams as the pleasure overwhelmed her. The steady slap of skin echoed through the room as he thrust into her over and over, harder than before.
Plap Plap Plap
Her pussy convulsed around him, the tight heat pulsing uncontrollably until—
Tsss
A gush of wetness sprayed across the table, her juices squirting out in a hot stream as she came again, completely lost in the ecstasy. Her legs twitched beneath her, her body barely able to hold itself up, but Travis wasn’t done yet.
Travis didn’t give her a moment to breathe—he just kept going, mercilessly pounding her from behind, his hips slamming into her ass with relentless force.
His cock, thick and furious, plunged deeper with every thrust, the tip battering against her womb. The intensity was overwhelming—too much for Kushina to handle. Her pussy clamped down around him, then gushed, flooding his cock with wave after wave of her slick juices.
"Aaahhh—yeahhh!!" she screamed, louder than ever, her voice trembling as she felt the heat of his cock slamming right into her deepest spot. It was too good—too fucking good. The pressure, the stretch, the way he hit her womb with every brutal stroke—it drove her insane.
And he didn’t stop.
They kept going, like animals in heat, fucking hard and fast for the next hour without pause. Their bodies collided over and over, soaked in sweat, the room filled with the filthy sound of wet skin and desperate moans.
By the end of it, the coffee table was slick with juices, and Kushina lay limp beneath him, completely wrecked.
'Damn… we really got carried away,' Travis thought, catching his breath as he looked down at the beautiful mess they’d made.
Kushina lay sprawled across the coffee table, her body twitching lightly, skin glistening with sweat. Her chest rose and fell in quick, shallow breaths, her face flushed, eyes half-lidded with the dazed look of pure satisfaction.
Travis slowly pulled out of her soaked pussy, his cock still slick with her juices. A final soft moan escaped her lips as the tip slid free, followed by a warm trickle of her release dripping down her thighs.
He looked at her for a moment—completely wrecked, trembling, but with the faintest smile tugging at her lips.
"Didn't hold back at all, huh?" she mumbled weakly, voice hoarse but teasing.
Travis chuckled, brushing her hair out of her face. "You’re the one who told me not to stop," he said, his tone low and playful. "I just followed orders."
She groaned softly, her legs still twitching. "I can’t feel my thighs…"
"Yeah, that means I did a good job." He leaned down and kissed the back of her shoulder, slow and warm. Then, without a word, he scooped her up in his arms—gently this time—and carried her to the couch.
Kushina curled into his chest, her breath calming as the afterglow settled in. The scent of sex still hung thick in the air, and the coffee table behind them was a mess, but neither of them cared.
Travis pulled a blanket over them and rested back, his fingers idly running up and down her thigh.
"Next time," she whispered, eyes closing, "we’re doing it in a bed."
He smirked. "Next time?"
She smiled, already drifting off. "Shut up and let me sleep…"
TO BE CONTINUED
