Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs Chapter 1015: High Hopes (r-18)

Our lips collided once more in a fierce, devouring kiss, tongues thrusting wildly and hungrily against each other, twisting and lapping as if we had craved one another for endless months, while our fingers greedily explored every exposed, feverish bit of skin.

None of my women ever stayed passive when it came to sex and ecstasy... not even my gentle Luna.

Like the confident man I am, I hoisted Luna from the bench, twirled her roughly around, and directed her ahead until she was bent over it, offering me a stunning sight—her plush breasts and belly pressed flat against the chilly top and out of my sight, her plump, enticing ass lifted proudly and displayed like an ideal invitation to fuck, cheeks parted just enough, her soaked pussy fully revealed.

I gave her ass a soft squeeze and a playful smack... it jiggled enticingly. Memories flooded back of our first time in her apartment and those steamy sessions in the school infirmary... those were the days.

Positioning myself right up against her from behind, my throbbing, dripping massive cock grazed scorching and weighty along her curved ass and down the rear of her thigh, leaving a slick streak of pre-cum on her flesh.

My left hand grabbed both her wrists, pinning them securely united behind her back with an unbreakable, steely hold, rendering her utterly helpless... her back curved into a gorgeous arch, deepening the elegant line of her spine.

Leaning over her vulnerable form, my right hand roamed freely as I planted languid, wide-mouthed, sucking kisses along that graceful hollow of her backbone.

My tongue followed each spinal bone, depositing wet, glistening saliva trails across her heated skin, drawing out melodic moans that struck deep into my heart... that was the magic between me and them—I never tired of or grew numb to my women’s bodies and pussies or the sensations they ignited in me...

Each encounter felt fresh... cherished and novel.

Descending gradually, I sucked intensely at the tender spot right above her rear, then clamped my teeth into the tender, full meat of one ripe asscheek, nipping ownership before rising up.

Slipping my right hand down between her splayed thighs, I sensed the blazing warmth first... then I cupped her drenched, puffy pussy from behind with possessive intent, allowing the blazing heat and slick juices to drench my palm like molten nectar crafted purely from her desire, far sweeter than any real honey.

Teasingly and deliberately slow, I trailed two eager fingers along her leaking slit, spreading her thick, swollen outer lips apart.

Her slick pink inner folds unfurled lewdly before me like opening petals—glossy, shining, and pulsing obviously with desperation.

Rich, creamy strands of her excitement connected her separated lips like spiderwebs, snapping only as I pried her further open, baring every rosy, weeping part.

"Fuck, you’re soaking wet for me like a needy little slut... my sweet Luna." I snarled into her shoulder, nipping and kissing the tender flesh as I drove my two fingers fully into her snug, eager cunt with one fluid, unstopping plunge.

Luna cried out sharply, her cry shattering into a slutty wail. Her silky, fiery inner walls gripped hungrily around my plunging fingers, warm and smooth, drawing me in further like her pussy hungered for it as I buried them to the hilt.

Her hips swayed subtly, as though seeking to accommodate my fingers and grind upon them.

I refused to give her time to adapt.

No.

Right away, I began pounding her with my fingers using deep, forceful pumps—drawing them nearly all the way out so her stretched, reluctant pussy lips clung and sucked at them desperately, then ramming them back in fully, hitting her depths.

Loud, lewd squelches echoed through the room with each savage push, raunchy and vulgar. Thick creamy arousal slathered my fingers, trickling over my knuckles and down my wrist in glossy, tacky streams, leaving her inner thighs gleaming shamefully with her own whorish fluids.

Now Luna rocked in rhythm with me, and this time I permitted her to thrust back and forth, circling her hips for my pleasure... my grip on her wrists guided her body, aiding her to pump onto my fingers.

Fuck... this rear angle was truly unbeatable!

The thumb from my pussy hand located her engorged, pulsing clit—that rigid, ultra-sensitive little pearl, already bloated and protruding urgently from its hood.

I bore down solidly, pinning the tender button beneath my thumb, and started grinding tight, ruthless circles.

I varied the force on purpose—now feather-light and taunting to make her clit quiver and enlarge further, then abruptly firmer, rasping the callused pad of my thumb over the slippery, overstimulated pearl in rapid, unforgiving swirls.

With every loop, her clit throbbed noticeably, turning deeper red, thicker, and more bloated from the nonstop torment, firing intense shocks right to her center.

I ramped up the pace of my fingers thrusting deep into her pussy, accelerating that hand's rhythm even as my mouth roamed over her ass and the enticing curve of her back.

I curled my two fingers upward within her, targeting that spongy, swollen G-spot with savage accuracy while my digits plunged in and out at an even quicker tempo, widening her tight entrance with every ferocious thrust.

She let out a moan. I knew exactly how each of my women craved their G-spots stimulated.

Meanwhile, beyond mere boasting, my thumb on her clit kept relentlessly teasing her throbbing clit—rubbing with greater speed, pressing with more force, now and then snapping the engorged tip with swift, biting flicks that sent her whole body jolting backward in sharp spasms.

Her swollen outer lips wrapped and clutched slickly around my fingers, holding on for dear life as I withdrew, then parting wide once more as I slammed them back in, even as her thick clit pulsed and throbbed madly beneath my unyielding thumb, beating like it had its own dirty rhythm.

My left hand clamped down with an unbreakable hold on her restrained wrists, rendering her utterly trapped and powerless like a helpless fucktoy pinned in place, as her body bucked wildly to drive my fingers deeper and faster.

The fingers of my right hand sank firmly into the lush, juicy flesh of her ass cheek, prying her apart further so I could observe every lewd detail—the way her dripping pussy lips stretched lewdly around my thrusting fingers, the steady flow of her thick juices drenching my hand and wrist, and how her engorged clit twitched and quivered under my thumb like a desperate slut.

Luna’s screams turned louder, fractured, and frantic, her voice quivering from the flood of ecstasy and alarm. "Peter— oh fuck— they might hear us... my mother might hear—"

And that... struck me as far from a bad idea. I hoped she would. I truly hoped she would!

Thus, with my expectations soaring, I refused to ease up.

Instead, I pounded her pussy with my fingers even more fiercely—quicker, harder, utterly merciless.

Obscene wet smacks and squishes reverberated against the walls as I bent forward, planting kisses and nips along her back and shoulders, my teeth scraping the nape of her neck while my thumb tormented her pulsing clit mercilessly—grinding, swirling, snapping the slick, bloated pearl with escalating speed and pressure until her legs trembled without control.

Luna's cunt fluttered and convulsed wildly around my fingers, spurting new torrents of scorching, creamy wetness each time I hooked them fiercely against her G-spot.

Every plunge caused her inner walls to clench and suck at my fingers like a hungry sheath, her plump lips ballooning further as they gripped me tightly, while her meaty clit surged and expanded beneath the savage, ceaseless assault from my thumb.

"Let her hear," I growled against her sweat-slicked skin amid the kisses, my tone gravelly and shadowed with desire. "Let her hear how I make you scream so loud when I claim your needy little pussy, Luna."