《Transmigrated as an NTR’ed protagonist.》Chapter 21 (R-18)
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"Where do you think you are going?" I peered into her beautiful face. Her plump lips were glossy from the saliva that dripped when she was giving me a head. Violetta's black hair was probably styled into some fancy haircut and had a purple hue to them, and now It was in a complete mess. She had makeup on, but because of a rather rough finish, the makeup around her eyes was slightly messed up. And through her spectacles, I finally managed to see that her eyes were of a dark purple color.
"Aren't you finished?" she hastily unhooked her hands from around my neck and turned her blushing face away. And as she looked away, my gaze had shifted from her face to her enormous chest.
She tried to stand up again, but this time I could hold her as she was sitting on my lap. Initially, both of my hands were holding her waist. I wanted to touch her body more. That's why one of my hands shifted down to her hip and started kneading it. While I couldn't really feel much through her clothes as I was touching her waist, her hips were a totally different story. Even though there was a skirt, I felt how soft and springy it was to the touch.
"And what do you think?" I felt how my dick was growing bigger and bigger the more my hands were roaming her body. She probably was feeling a bit unsteady. So, her hands that she initially placed on her knees were now holding the backrest of the couch.
"Don't you think it's too little of a punishment for someone who tried to harm me not once but twice?"
"It wasn't twice." I heard her stiffened voice.
"Hey!" I released her hip and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me "Look at me!" But even after doing this, she still refused to look me in the eyes, averting her gaze.
"Stop pretending. You hired some thugs out of desperation as the previous gang didn't manage to do the deed, huh!?" I moved my face closer to her ear. "But you didn't think that second time not only you would fuck up but leave the evidence as well?"
To this, she just closed her eyes and bit her lip. Her eyelashes were trembling.
"So you refuse to talk." I was irritated by her actions. I caught her by the hand, yet she was refusing to talk and admitting her fault. I was probably getting away from my initial goal, but I could always return to it after humiliating this woman enough.
"If you don't want to talk, then get down to business."
As I said it, I finally released my grip on her so she could change her position. Feeling that, she stood up and looked at me. My position didn't change much from before as I was still sitting on a couch.
She took a quick glance at my lower half that was already exposed for a prolonged amount of time before she touched the zipper of her skirt.
"Just roll it up." I felt that it was too slow to wait for her to undress. Looking at her hips and how wide they were, I didn't expect that she would manage to do what I told her. The skirt looked pretty tight-fitting. But it turned out to be able to stretch a fair bit as she slowly rolled it up.
And right now, my eyes were glued to the thing that was covered from my eyes all this time. Her white thighs were so thicc that the place where the stockings ended had a visible difference in size. And while they were so big, she still had a thigh gap in the form of a small triangle, probably because of her hips being that wide. I couldn't think of anyone except the hentai heroines who could have a figure like her. And now, this woman, who was a reality, stood right before me.
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The thing that was right above her thigh gap was her panties. A fancy-looking one. With intricate design and see-through parts here and there. They were especially thin as I could almost see the thing that her panties covered. As she still had her skirt on, it wasn't as easy to look into her lower half as I wanted to. Still, I did my best to enjoy the view.
Sadly the scene that captivated me only showed up for less than half a minute, as Violetta soon sat on my lap. However, this time she didn't sit sideways. Right now, we were sitting face to face. I felt the cloth of her panties with my swollen rod. I don't know why she did this, and I felt she moved somewhat awkwardly. But I couldn't just ask her what she was up to either.
A small part of her bent legs were dangling over the couch. All while her knees were pushing up against the backrest. One of her hands was clutching the back of the couch, to steady herself, while her other hand was already down, holding her panties.
In porn, it was easy for actors to have sex in such a position, but she somehow had troubles. I didn't know what to do or where I should place my hands. Looking at her face, her eyebrows were furrowed. Was she having trouble with putting it in? But I thought she had plenty of experience sleeping around. I decided to give her a little helping hand.
"Hup."
"Ah."
As I grabbed her buttocks and lifted her up high enough so she could put it inside, she wobbled and hugged my neck, pushing my head into her buxom bosom.
I felt like I was enveloped with two giant marshmallows. All the clothes Violetta wore couldn't interfere with me enjoying the feeling of her breast with my face. I couldn't see a thing. But I heard her rough breathing and her rapid heartbeat.
"Sniff." And I could as well feel her scent. I couldn't quite understand what it was, but I felt that this was the source of a weird smell in the room. Her body was soaked with this smell that could drive me insane. It was the scent of her flesh and sweat, the fragrance of flowers. I even felt the smell of spices used in a pastry I liked the most. And the more I smelled her, the more I felt like I was forgetting something, something important.
A single sudden touch pulled me out of this trap that her body was. I felt a gentle touch on my swollen member, and in return, I squeezed her butt stronger. I started losing touch with reality and what was happening. The longer she took her time to do everything, the muddier my head was feeling.
As my head was still between her boobs, I couldn't see one of the most important moments in my life. But I could still feel it, and therefore my feeling of touch intensified.
I felt how her soft hand guided my dick, and soon my glans was touching something extremely hot, wet, and soft. But it was only the beginning. Soon this feeling of touch was replaced with something I couldn't even describe. My dick was slowly being enveloped by her pussy. I felt her butt sinking into my fingers even more. She probably wanted to sit down, so I relaxed my hands that were holding her.
"Uuugh."
"Mmnn…Ahh…"
I couldn't help but straighten up my back and grunt from the sudden wave of pleasure. My vision grew white for a second, but I managed to see how Violetta threw her head back and moaned while feeling through my clothes how her nails dig into my shoulders and neck
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It couldn't compare to masturbating at all, while her blowjob could only come so close to this feeling. And the thing that came before, now I understand that it is nothing more than an Aperitif of the main course.
The feeling of her insides was incredible. Hot and slippery, tight yet soft. It felt like the walls of her vagina were constantly wriggling, trying to please me. While the scalding heat was melting my dick.
I felt that I could cum from just being inside of her. I tensed muscles on my abdomen to withstand this feeling, which in turn pumped my dick with more blood, making it bigger.
"Oooh." Violetta moaned again, and her loosely hanging head finally returned back. We were finally looking into each other's eyes. Her hands that she didn't want to put on my body were loosely hanging on my shoulders.
"Huff, huff." I breathed loudly with my nose. "Why did you do it? I gave you a chance. You could just forget about me. Why did you, uuuhm."
I was interrupted by a sudden movement of Violetta's hips. She didn't move up or down, instead Violetta moved her waist back and forth. I didn't imagine that this could bring me so much pleasure and couldn't help but moan. My vision grew unfocused for a second from all the pleasure.
"You, why would you hire some gang to hurt me?" I was barely holding to the loose remains of thoughts and asked her a question that I thought was very important.
"I didn't do it." but she only turned her head away, again.
After this, I felt a light pressure on my shoulders. It was followed by an enormous wave of pleasure. She raised her hips up, and I felt how the walls of her vagina were clinging to my dick. Almost like they were resisting letting it go.
And before I could feel that my dick slipped out completely, she dropped her hips down, which was followed by yet another wave of pleasure.
"Uuh."
"Ahn."
But as we both moaned, she didn't stop. She started raising and dropping her hips in a slow rhythm accompanied by a sound of sloshing and flesh slapping against each other. I felt that the more she moved her hips the more her insides got wet while the tip of my dick started bumping into something with each thrust.
I tried to get accustomed and fight back this feeling, to return my consciousness back into my control but to no avail. As I felt that I was slowly getting used to this feeling, she suddenly increased the speed and started lightly moving her hips sideways.
"Uhhgh, wai-ei-t." I felt that I was being led by her, and I needed to stop this.
"Ah-ahn-ah." But she only panted in return and showed no signs of stopping while her insides reacted to her every movement.
When she raised her hips, her vagina was sucking on my penis strongly. When she dropped them, I felt how her insides rubbed me while my glans pushed against something, something that was deep inside of her. When she gyrated her hips, I felt like all the folds of her meat were wriggling, caressing my shaft, and when she stood still for a second, it squeezed me hard, enveloping me with this softness trying to milk me. All while looking at her breasts bouncing, threatening to burst from her blouse.
The more it continued, the less I could think. All the bits and pieces of my thoughts and why I came here left me. Right now, I could only concentrate on the feeling of sex. Trying not to cum and preserve for a bit longer, to savor this moment.
I couldn't feel my hands before, but when I managed to finally concentrate on the deed, I found that they were still on Violetta's butt. It was like the two things were glued together. When she moved up, they moved alongside Violetta, lifting her ass. She moved down, and my hands moved down as well. And when my tip was reaching the deepest part of her pussy my hands would grip her buttocks stronger.
How long was it going on, I didn't know. I long ago lost any understanding of time. Soon the pleasure was too great for me to endure anymore.
She probably felt my dick growing even larger and started twitching.
"You ah-ah can't uh-ah cum uh-ah inside..." Her panting voice was like music to my ears, and I couldn't think of anything anymore except the carnal pleasure.
"I'm agh gonna cum." I could only grunt in response.
That's why I didn't expect that she would suddenly stand up, and with a "Plop" sound, my dick came out. As I was still grabbing her ass, she slipped up and fell down. While this pleasure was too hard for a virgin like me to endure and I started cumming as is. The intensity of my orgasm was much stronger than before. Still, I felt like something was lacking.
"Uuuu."
I didn't know how much time passed when I heard Violetta whining. She was lying on the floor while holding her head. Did she fall down and hit her head?
"Brrr." I shook my head so that I would come to my senses. But the very next thing I saw erased all my willpower and awareness. Violetta was once again on all fours. But right now, I saw her rear. My eyes were probably bloodshot right now. The backside of her panties was almost fully enveloped by her plump and round butt. And as the lower part of her panties were moved sideways, I could see her pussy, slightly gaping and trembling, all while oozing love juices.
My body moved on its own as I tried to walk towards her, but my pants fell down and my legs tangled up, thus making me fall down as well. As I fell on my hands, I managed to lift my body almost immediately. Standing on my knees, I somehow made my way towards Violetta.
I grabbed her hips as I used my other hand to guide my rod into her hole. I prodded her entrance for a moment before slamming my hips against her rear.
"Hup."
"Gasp."
I felt the sensations that I've already started missing, but I wanted more. Grabbing her waist, I started moving my hips according to my instincts.
While holding her hips was pleasant, her skirt was preventing me from getting a full touch. I lowered my upper body so it would be glued to Violetta's back as my hands reached towards her boobs that were swaying alongside the movement of my hips.
"Slo-oh-oh-w do-ah-ah-wn."
She tried to plead as I slammed my hips with full force, trying to reach the parts I haven't yet explored with my cock, but of course, I didn't listen to her. This time the sound of flesh slapping and clapping against each other was much louder while moaning was almost nonexistent.
I tried to fondle her boobs, but her blouse came in my way. Moreover, as I looked down, I saw her hands that were supporting both of our weights were trembling, and a sudden idea came into my mind.
Slamming my member deep inside of her, I stopped moving for a second. At the same moment, I hugged her waist with my arm and her boobs with the other one.
"Hng."
"Kyah!"
I tensed my back and straightened it up, lifting Violetta as well. While I was doing it, my cock that was still inside her poked at one of her walls, making her moan. Lastly, we both were on our knees. And I, being bigger than Violetta, could see her chest from above.
"Riiip."
I tore her blouse in one swift motion making buttons popping all over her office. Under her top was a sexy bra, but it didn't matter to me at this moment. I yanked it down, and after all my work, I was finally rewarded with her bare boobs.
But before I could sink my hands into these two mounds of white softness, I was stopped by Violetta, turning her head back and giving me a look. Right now, she was looking into my eyes. Her makeup became even messier while there was saliva in the corners of her mouth trickling down. And a few strands of her purplish hair stuck to her forehead because of all the sweat. She moved her face a bit closer to mine, and I thought that she would kiss me, but she ended up turning her face away.
Though I found a different way to occupy my mouth. Her rosy neck looked soft, a second later, I was already sucking on the side of her neck, and my hands automatically moved to her boobs and started fondling them.
"Mnnn." which in turn made her moan. However, I had no intention of letting her enjoy herself alone, and I started moving my hips again.
As I was again enveloped in her smell and softness from top to bottom, I felt my pleasure gradually building up. Her moaning and panting was right above my ear. Her hand took mine into hers and guided me alongside her body, making me touch not only her chest but the part we were connected to as well. And, of course, her pussy clenching around my cock while sucking onto it.
The enjoyment I felt right now was rapidly reaching its peak. Unbeknownst to me, I started to move my hips faster while my penis was growing larger and started twitching. I heard her trying to say something, but every time she was interrupted by the thrust of my hips.
And then the moment I worked for so long finally came.
"Cumming!"
As I held her body tightly with my pincer-like hands, I started moving my hips at the fastest pace so far. I wanted to roar, but I found a better thing to do. As I looked down with my hazy consciousness, I saw her neck again, and I decided to suck on it again.
All the sounds around me faded away. I felt something wet hitting my hand that was grabbing Violetta's pussy, but I didn't think much about it.
I felt a load of cum traveling through my urethra, trying to fill Violetta's womb. And her vagina, in turn, squeezed and sucked so hard I felt like she was trying to milk me. I closed my eyes from the blinding whiteness that came with my orgasm.
After I finished ejaculating, I stood on my knees for a second more and then fell sideways while still holding Violetta in my hands.
"Haaaa haaaa." I could only hear my own rough breathing. Groggily standing up, I almost fell down but using the couch as the support, I managed to stand up. And what I saw dazzled me. The place on the floor we were in before was wet with something. Violetta was lying on the floor with her crotch spread apart while leaking a mixture of my semen and her bodily fluids. Her blouse was completely torn as well as her bra. Her whole body was twitching.
It looked more like a scene of gang rape. I tried to shake this feeling away and hurriedly started dressing up. Luckily my clothes remained clean.
Coming closer to the door of her office so I could leave this room, I remembered something.
I turned around. "And be sure to call my parents and tell them that me fighting with someone and bullying was a large mistake."
"Eee-hick."
And the only answer I could hear was unintelligible sounds. So I had only one option, to leave. And as I left Violetta's office, one question was left in my head. It stood out among the myriads of other thoughts.
"What the hell just happened?"
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