SOTBW - 226

As the tightly constricted hole repeatedly opened and closed, the semen that had filled deep inside dripped down like thick cream.

Maximón lifted the limp Najane up and sat her properly on the table. Najane was unable to support her body properly and swayed.

Her sweat-soaked body emitted a strange scent. He hugged Najane’s waist, buried his face in her neck and shoulders, and smelled the scent.

He felt like a beast walking on all fours. Once he began to unleash the desires that he had been suppressing since Najane’s illness, he couldn’t stop, even knowing that he had to maintain some restraint.

But Najane would also know. They had never had sex moderately. They always intertwined their bodies to the point where they couldn’t even move a finger, and whispered sweet nothings as if they were living in a world where the sun would not rise tomorrow.

Najane, exhausted, swayed back and forth at Maximón’s touch. Najane, barely sitting on the table, tilted her head back and took a long breath. Her body, sticky with sweat, glistened in the midday sun.

He caressed her beautifully prominent nipples and rekindled the flames of passion. Najane, panting heavily, stroked Maximón’s hair.

Her nipples were rough from Maximón’s excessive sucking. It hurt so much that it brought tears to her eyes, but she felt good as the tips were sucked into his mouth. She shuddered at the endlessly surging pleasure.

He caressed her chest and then lifted Najane’s two legs onto the table. The heat rose in her hole again as his hand gently stroked the inside of her thighs, causing it to throb once more.

Maximón licked Najane’s semen-covered vulva with his long tongue and looked up. His dark green eyes, which shone eerily, seemed to warn her that it was far from over, so she should be prepared.

As if to clean the surroundings before, his long and thick tongue thoroughly licked the fluids that had flowed down her thighs to her ankles.

He bit her slender ankle like a beast tearing at bone. He bit her ankle just enough not to hurt Najane, leaving a mark, and slowly moved upward along the trail of fluids. Every time he touched and lifted his lips from her sweat-soaked skin, there was a sticky, clinging sound.

Returning between her two legs, Maximón once again looked up at Najane’s face, which was flushed with excitement. Najane, who seemed to be getting tired of overlapping her flesh, still let Maximón do as he pleased. As if Maximón’s wishes were her own.

Najane reached out and stroked Maximón’s head as if praising a dog. Her hand, which brushed his sweat-soaked black hair up his forehead, was full of affection for Maximón. He responded to her touch with a gentle smile.

There was a strong smell from her vulva, which was thickly covered with white fluids. Maximón blew air from his mouth towards her clit, which was protruding embarrassingly. As the cool breath tickled her heated clit, Najane gently bit her lip.

Then, his moist tongue lightly touched her fluid-covered clit. It was as if a dog was cautiously licking the meat it was tasting for the first time, trying to get a taste of it.

He licked around her clit slyly, wearing a smile. Najane, impatient with his flirtatious tongue movements, looked down at Maximón. Their eyes met. Maximón grinned mischievously, with a look in his eyes asking what she wanted.

Without hesitation, Najane pressed down on the back of Maximón’s head. Maximón’s cold and handsome face, which people feared, was buried between her messy thighs. Then, as if he had been waiting for this moment, he wrapped his tongue around her clit flexibly.

As he covered her clit with his moist tongue and rubbed it, water slowly flowed from her parted hole. Maximón cherished the red protrusion as if kissing Najane. As he sucked on her clit, which had grown as large as he could grab with his fingers, as if he were going to pull it out, a stream of water gushed out from the gap where the fluids had been trickling.

Her legs, which had been spread wide open, trembled and then contracted inward. Najane couldn’t contain her excitement and pressed her thighs against Maximón’s face. Leaning forward deeply and trembling, she groaned, “Haaah...” like a person whose tongue had stiffened.

He was covered in the secretions that Najane had poured out, but instead, as if praising a child who had taken their first steps, he repeatedly kissed her twitching clit.

Maximón, who had forcibly spread her reddened knees, looked at her vulva, from which transparent droplets were dripping. Her hole, which was fully aroused, moved like a fish waiting for food to be thrown at it.

As he inserted his tongue into her vagina, which was endlessly contracting, Najane’s back trembled. A thick scent gathered at the tip of his nose. He deliberately sucked on the spot, hoping that Najane would ejaculate once again.

His tongue, which he had erected with force, crawled inside like a worm, stimulating her vaginal walls. At the sensation of being sucked forcefully, Najane cried out as if screaming.

Najane, unable to bear the cruelly rising pleasure, hit Maximón’s shoulder repeatedly, as if telling him to stop. But such punches could not inflict any damage on Maximón.

She finally ejaculated once again, helplessly. Najane, unable to contain her excitement, stretched out her two legs and curled all her toes tightly. A longer stream of water than before poured into Maximón’s mouth. Maximón opened his mouth and drank everything she poured out. The secretions were slightly sour, but had no taste.

With the successive ejaculations, Najane’s buttocks wriggled as if they had lost control. Thanks to ejaculating twice, her hole was completely open. It seemed as if her anus would not close no matter how hard she tried. Maximón chuckled softly and caressed her wide-open vulva.

“Shall we stop now, Najane?”

Maximón made a gentle suggestion. Najane, who was panting with her legs spread haphazardly, flinched at the sound and looked at Maximón.

Contrary to his gentle words, the thing positioned between his legs was stiffly raised, eager to enter Najane’s body at any moment. After repeatedly ejecting semen, it seemed like the fierce energy should have subsided, but as if it had been treated with an aphrodisiac, the hideous thing was still standing powerfully. Looking at that monstrosity, even Najane, who loved Maximón, couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed.

Najane stared at Maximón with reddened eyes. Her throat ached from screaming too much. Instead of saying anything, she shed tears, drop by drop. She felt good and yet tormented. She was in pain and wanted to rest, but the moment she shared body heat with Maximón was truly blissful.

As Najane sniffled, Maximón’s expression softened slightly. As if understanding Najane’s difficulties (even though it was Maximón who had put Najane in this state), he rubbed his lips against her tear-soaked cheeks and whispered gently again.

“Don’t cry. I only did as you wished, but if you cry like this, it makes it seem like I’m tormenting you. Huh?”

Maximón wiped away Najane’s tears, as a cat might pretend to care about a mouse.

“I’ll do whatever you want, so tell me anything. What shall we do, Najane? Shall we stop here?”

Najane looked down at her two legs, which were trembling uncontrollably. This was too much. She was on the verge of exhaustion, and if she continued, she might really go crazy or faint.

After hesitating, Najane nodded her head, meaning she wanted to stop. Maximón, as if respecting her wishes, obediently picked up her exhausted body. Najane tried to ignore the presence of the ever-robust thing that she felt beneath her buttocks.

But when they reached the door, Maximón re-positioned Najane in his arms. Najane, who had been held like a princess, instinctively clung to Maximón as if afraid of falling on her bottom. She wondered if she was that heavy, yet without asking why he had suddenly changed his position, she instead spread her legs and wrapped them around his thick waist, allowing him to hold her comfortably.

As soon as he changed the way he held her, his cock, which had been lingering near her buttocks, poked between her legs. It felt like if Najane lowered her body even slightly, it would slip into her open hole.

At that moment, Najane sensed some mischievous intent from Maximón. As she looked at Maximón with a “could it be?” expression, her back touched the cool wall. A huge mass of flesh surged up from below.

Startled, Najane gasped and hugged Maximón’s neck tightly. He chuckled in a low voice. His cock, which from the beginning had only intended to burrow into her warm cave, unfortunately only went in about half way. Najane, as if she knew this would happen, looked resentful and patted his broad back.

“I’m sorry. About saying we should stop, that was actually a lie.”

Maximón spouted meaningless apologies and thrust his cock in the rest of the way. Najane squeezed her eyes shut, feeling something in her lower abdomen being forcibly widened.

His cock, which had finally pushed its way into Najane’s body, began to thrash again. He pressed Najane against the wall and wrapped his arms around her trembling thighs. As he lifted her small body and pounded her, making a thudding sound, Najane’s face contorted with excitement.

Najane, feeling a tingling shudder from where his cock was embedded, instinctively pushed against Maximón’s lower abdomen. She pushed him away with both hands, but there was no way such a large body would budge.

Each time the dark red weapon was submerged and emerged from her hole, fluids trailed along. He hadn’t pounded her many times before Najane suddenly let out a high-pitched moan and threw her head back. Transparent liquid trickled from her vulva, which was completely blocked by his cock.

It was meaningless to feel any more orgasms. Najane’s whole body trembled every time Maximón invaded her. Her entire body, which had become exquisitely aroused, was nothing short of a single erogenous zone.

Maximón pressed Najane against the wall until his forehead touched it. The closer their wet bodies became, the stronger the contraction of her inner walls. Even Maximón could only sigh at the vaginal pressure that was squeezing his cock as if trying to wring out the semen.

Maximón kissed Najane roughly and gradually increased the speed of his thrusts. The sound of their flesh colliding and rubbing was intense. Najane, who was being unilaterally pounded, finally burst into tears. Feeling the sensation of ejaculation, he swallowed Najane’s lips, who had burst into tears.

The muscles in his broad back tightened. Maximón, who had ejaculated, eagerly swallowed Najane’s tongue and made a pleasant sound in his throat. This time, perhaps Maximón was genuinely satisfied as the thing he had thrust deep into her vulva twitched repeatedly.

As their lips parted, the saliva from the two of them stretched out like multiple strands of thread. Maximón exhaled roughly and looked down at Najane. Najane was gasping for breath, her small shoulders rising and falling greatly. She seemed to have enjoyed it as much as Maximón.

He didn’t let go of Najane immediately. He wanted to feel the flesh that was seamlessly enveloping his member a little longer. Maximón, who had enjoyed it selfishly, let out a pleasant sigh.

Maximón held her like a baby and repeatedly gave light kisses to the top of her head, which was hot with fever. Perhaps he could never be forgiven with just this much....

Maximón, belatedly worried about the aftermath, glanced at his lover, who was on the verge of fainting. Seeing that she was not moving, it seemed that Najane had fallen asleep as she was. He rubbed his lips against her temple, which had become soft from sweating, and smiled mischievously.

“It’s all your fault, Najane.”