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Chapter 25
🕑 Added 2025-02-18 06:31:21 +0000 UTC“Aaaahh!!” Yeo Juyeon cried out, her voice echoing through the room as her walls stretched to accommodate him. The sensation of his cock sliding inside sent a shudder through her entire body, her back arching as pleasure overtook her.
She had braced herself for pain, expecting discomfort from the sheer size of him—but instead, a wave of pure ecstasy crashed over her, drowning her in a sensation she never thought possible.
‘Why does it feel so good??’ she thought, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her as she submitted completely to the overwhelming pleasure.
Her pussy clenched around him instinctively, her body greedily accepting every inch. It was an unreal feeling—one she couldn’t describe, couldn’t process. Her mind struggled to keep up, but the pleasure was too intense, too consuming. It didn’t just spread through her; it took over, leaving her trembling beneath him.
Travis wasted no time. His hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her closer as he began thrusting into her with deep, powerful strokes. The bed creaked beneath them, the wet sounds of their bodies colliding filling the air.
Juyeon’s body shook wildly, each thrust sending a shockwave of pleasure up her spine. Her breath hitched, her moans growing louder with every deep stroke.
"Ahhh! ~ Oooohh! ~ Aaaahhh!" she cried out, her voice rising in pitch as his pace increased. Her dripping pussy gushed with arousal, soaking the sheets beneath her as the relentless pleasure built inside her.
Travis leaned over her, his lips brushing against her ear as he growled, "You love this, don’t you?"
Her only response was a desperate moan, her body arching up against him as her fingers moved to her breasts. She groped herself eagerly, pinching her sensitive nipples as her hips rocked to meet his thrusts. Her tongue lolled out, a thin string of drool trickling down her chin and onto her heaving chest.
Her eyes, glazed over in pure bliss, seemed to turn into hearts. She needed more. Wanted more.
“Ahhn! Mmmh! Don’t stop… keep… doing that… Ahhh… OH YEAH!” she screamed, her voice trembling with raw desire.
The second those words left her lips, Travis slammed into her even harder, fucking her with a force that sent shockwaves through her body. Her nails dug into his arms, her walls clenching around him like a vice, desperate to milk every last inch of him.
Her mind spiraled into a euphoric haze, the pleasure only intensifying as he continued to claim her without mercy.
He used his cock to scrape along every inch of her dripping folds, teasing her relentlessly. Each thrust sent shivers through her, the tip of his cock kissing her womb but never fully pushing inside.
The torment was exquisite, an endless cycle of pleasure that left her body twitching and convulsing. The moment the intensity peaked, her climax crashed over her, her walls spasming violently around nothing. But that didn’t slow him down. If anything, it only made him more ruthless.
*Thwop* Thwop* Thwop *
"Ahnnnnn... Mmmmm... ohhhh yeahhh," Juyeon moaned, her voice raw with need. The sounds of their bodies colliding filled the room, echoing off the walls like a symphony of lust.
Travis pounded her without mercy, each brutal stroke sending shockwaves through her trembling body. Her legs quivered, barely able to hold her up, but he didn’t let up. He gripped her hips tighter, keeping her in place as he fucked her with deep, powerful strokes. The force made her body rock forward, her hands pressed against the wall for balance, but nothing could ground her in this overwhelming pleasure.
Her pussy spasmed desperately, trying to pull him deeper, her walls fluttering as if begging for more. Slickness dripped down her thighs, a testament to how completely wrecked she already was. And yet, she didn’t want him to stop. She couldn’t want him to stop.
Every nerve in her body felt raw, hypersensitive, overloaded with pleasure. Her body moved instinctively, grinding against him, needing more of the sweet torment he was giving her.
‘I can’t think straight…’ Her mind was a haze, drowning in ecstasy. She couldn’t focus, couldn’t breathe properly—everything was just heat, need, and the overwhelming sensation of him taking her apart.
Travis gripped her thighs firmly, lifting her with ease as Yeo Juyeon instinctively wrapped herself around him, locking her legs behind his back. He pressed her against the wall, his body driving into hers with unrelenting force. The slick sounds of their bodies colliding filled the air, mixing with her desperate, breathy moans.
"A-ahh… ahh! H-harder! F-fuck me—mmph—fuck me harder!" she cried out, her nails raking down his back, leaving faint red trails in their wake.
Her pussy clenched around him, molded to the shape of his cock as if trying to keep him buried deep inside. It was almost surreal how her body responded, as if every thrust reshaped her from the inside. Her walls fluttered violently, spasming with each deep stroke, her juices spilling down between them, soaking his cock and dripping onto the floor.
Yet, even as her body convulsed from back-to-back orgasms, she held on. Her grip on his shoulders tightened, her legs trembling but refusing to let go. 'I won’t stop... not until he’s satisfied,' she told herself, even though she knew—deep down—it was impossible. But that didn’t mean she wouldn’t try.
Travis lowered her to her feet, guiding her hands to the wall before spinning her around with firm control. His breath was hot against her ear as he reached down, pulling himself free.
Juyeon’s body jolted.
"Ahn! W-Why'd you do that?!" she gasped, her voice laced with both surprise and anticipation.
He didn’t answer—words weren’t needed. Instead, he gripped her hips, pushing her forward just enough to arch her back, putting her perky ass on full display.
Slap!
A sharp sting bloomed across her skin, the sound echoing in the confined space as a red imprint formed. She shuddered, toes curling in response, but before she could recover, he shoved his thick cock inside her dripping heat.
"Aahh!!"
Juyeon’s nails scraped against the cold wall, her body betraying her as pleasure surged through her core. She had only meant to tease him, to get a reaction out of him, but now she was at his mercy—utterly powerless to resist the way he claimed her so aggressively.
Travis tightened his grip on her ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he drove into her with unrelenting force.
Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, mixing with her shameless moans. The impact of his hips against her ass sent waves of sensation coursing through her body, making her legs tremble.
A rough hand tangled in her hair, shoving her face against the wall. She gasped, her breath fogging up the cool surface as another orgasm overtook her, juices gushing around his cock.
Her eyes rolled back, her pupils dilated as the overwhelming pleasure stole every coherent thought. She tried to push her energy into him, hoping to control his pace—to make him go faster—but the moment she attempted, it shattered under his sheer dominance.
Travis chuckled darkly, feeling her futile attempt. He leaned in, his voice dripping with amusement.
"You want me to go faster?" he teased, his fingers digging into her waist.
Juyeon barely managed a nod, her body too consumed by pleasure to form words.
He smirked. "Then beg for it."
He pulled back his cock, teasing her as the thick tip nearly slipped out, leaving her aching and empty for a brief second. Her pussy clenched, desperate to keep him inside, her walls fluttering around nothing but the teasing presence of his head.
"Please fuck me!! Please, Travis! Fuck me like the slut I am!!" she screamed, her voice trembling with need, raw with desperation.
A smirk played at Travis’s lips before he snapped his hips forward, driving his cock back inside her with a brutal thrust. The force made her body jerk, a sharp cry tearing from her throat as he filled her completely. Wet, obscene noises echoed in the room, mixing with the sharp slaps of skin-on-skin as he pounded into her mercilessly.
Meanwhile, in Nam Juho’s apartment, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His jaw locked, nostrils flaring as the unmistakable sounds of rough, passionate sex bled through the thin walls. Every moan, every needy gasp she let out sent spikes of irritation through his chest like hot needles piercing his skull.
She was dear to him. Maybe not in a romantic way, but she was still a part of his life, and hearing her like this—so helplessly fucked—made his stomach twist.
Yet, despite the simmering rage burning beneath his skin, something else betrayed him.
The stiff, undeniable tent in his pants.
His breath hitched. His fingers twitched at his sides.
‘My body is doing things on its own. There's no way this is turning me on?’ he thought, panic flickering in his dark eyes.
His pulse pounded against his temples, each desperate moan from the other side of the wall making his cock throb in his jeans. Shame pooled in his gut, but no matter how hard he tried to suppress it, the evidence was right there.
He was hard.
And he hated himself for it.
TO BE CONTINUED
