Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs Chapter 1103: Last Princess (r-18)

My free hand moved between us, fingers widening her outer lips further, revealing her tender inner folds in their full, glistening glory while my thumb traced slow, deliberate circles around that petite, elegant pearl.

Her hips jolted violently, a broken moan escaping her lips as her cunt fluttered and clenched around empty space, another fresh stream of her wetness leaking out to coat the tip of my cock in warm, inviting gloss.

I tightened my grip on my massive shaft, drawing the engorged, flushed head up and down her slick folds, bathing myself in her nectar as my thumb continued its steady circular caress of that perfect little pearl.

Her entrance quivered and spasmed eagerly against the bold crown, desperately trying to draw me in.

Then, I pushed forward.

The thick, flushed head of my cock parted her puffy lips, stretching her open in a single, slow, deliberate glide.

Her tight, yielding walls rippled and clenched around the intrusion, visibly trembling as they accommodated my substantial girth. She was incredibly snug, her pussy stretched taut and gleaming around my cock's head, her delicate inner folds clinging to every ridge and vein as I guided another slow inch inside.

A renewed gush of her wetness flowed around my shaft, dripping onto my balls while her cunt spasmed and fluttered helplessly around me.

Her moan broke against my mouth as her back arched sharply, her heavy breasts pressing more intensely into my chest, her powerful thighs trembling around my waist.

Her pussy fluttered rapidly, the slick heat gripping my cock like liquid silk encasing molten steel, attempting to draw me deeper even as her body strained to accept my full size.

I continued my slow, unyielding advance, watching as every suggestive inch disappeared within her.

My thick vein along the underside of my shaft pressed against her trembling entrance as I sank deeper, widening her, filling her completely until almost half my immense length was buried within her exquisite Russian cunt.

Her walls rippled and clenched around me in a rhythmic spasm, milking me with each fractional thrust, while I deepened my kiss—fierce, consuming, swallowing every broken gasp as my hands explored every inch of her.

One hand remained on her rear, spreading her cheeks wider so I could feel precisely how her body yielded to me. The other hand traveled up her spine, tangling in her dark hair, pulling her head back so I could caress and bite the sensitive skin of her throat while my cock continued its slow, devastating penetration.

Only when her pussy had adjusted—when her walls ceased their desperate spasms and began to flutter with eager acceptance—did I guide her the rest of the way down, embedding myself to the hilt in one long, controlled glide that elicited a cry from her and a hard clench around every thick inch.

She was fully settled upon my cock, our bodies locked, her cunt stretched indecently around my massive length, and I kissed her as if the world might end and I would not notice.

I held her there for one perfect, suspended moment—fully seated on my cock, her pussy stretched indecently around my immense girth, the velvet walls fluttering and rippling as if they had awaited this exact moment of divine domination their entire existence.

Then, I rocked my hips forward in powerful, deliberate thrusts that lifted her slightly before pulling her back down onto my cock, grinding the thick head against that perfect internal spot with every stroke, my mouth never leaving her body—kissing, sucking, biting her breasts, her throat, her shoulders, worshipping every inch of her as I made love to her like the god I was.

Initially, I moved slowly. Deeply. Rolling.

I rolled my hips upward again in long, potent strokes that dragged the thick, swollen head of my cock along every sensitive inch of her inner wall before grinding it hard against that perfect, hidden spot deep within.

Each impactful roll lifted her slightly from my lap only to pull her back down, burying myself to the hilt repeatedly, while my hands gripped the soft, ample flesh of her buttocks as if I owned every contour of her body.

Her moans spilled out instantly, low, raw, and perfect—"Ahhh... Peter... so deep—"

—as her pussy squeezed tightly around the immense invasion, the slick heat gripping me like liquid velvet attempting to drain the very essence from my cock.

I fucked her deeper.

The strokes became longer, heavier, the thick base of my shaft swelling even further within her with each downward thrust, veins pulsing more intensely as blood surged to fuel the monstrous length stretching her open.

Her inner walls fluttered wildly around the increased thickness, striving beautifully to accommodate the sudden extra girth, while her puffy lips remained stretched thin and shiny around my shaft, glistening with fresh, decadent waves of her discharge.

"God—! You feel so full inside me—!" she cried out, her voice cracking with a primal moan as I shifted my hips again, forcefully pressing the engorged head against that sensitive core with unrelenting precision.

Her ample breasts swung against my chest with each deep thrust, taut nipples grazing my skin.

I took one into my mouth, biting down hard, my tongue swirling around the sensitive peak while my other hand massaged and caressed the opposite breast, twisting the nipple in a decadent, rhythmic cadence.

I ravished her.

The rhythm intensified with a deliberate, unhurried expertise—no haste, no hesitation, just sheer, overwhelming force.

Long, powerful strokes transitioned into deeper, more substantial thrusts that fully penetrated her with every movement, my heavy testicles slapping wetly against her buttocks as the unholy, lustful sounds of my thick phallus entering her slick core reverberated through the celestial chamber like a sacred melody.

Her intimate folds slicked around me in copious, messy gushes, the wet, squelching sounds growing in intensity and explicitness as I plunged into her with masterful, divine vigor.

"Peter—oh god—deeper—more intense—own me—!"

Her moans escalated into unrestrained, broken shrieks, her voice faltering beautifully as her strong legs quivered violently around my waist, her heels digging into my back as if she desired to pull me even further within her exquisite core.

I grasped a handful of her dark hair, pulling her head back to graze the side of her neck, leaving a fresh, dark mark on her skin while my other hand remained on her rear, spreading her further, occasionally delivering sharp, stinging slaps that caused her to contract like a vice around my hardening member.

I possessed her like the deity I was, each rolling thrust expanding her, filling her more profoundly, consuming her entirely as my mouth worshiped her breasts, her neck, her shoulders, never deviating from her body for even a moment.

Her core fluttered and spasmed intensely around the monumental, swelling length within her, the delicate inner tissues clinging tenaciously to every vein and curve as I assaulted her with controlled, devastating power.

She trembled, writhing in my grasp, her heavy breasts bouncing wildly against my chest, her moans transforming into continuous, explicit, fractured cries that echoed off the curved, black-and-gold walls.

"Peter—fuck—I’m—ahhh—losing it—!"

I did not relent.

I continued my assault through her climax—deeper, more forceful, grinding my hips with brutal precision while my thumb rediscovered her engorged clit, applying firm, unforgiving pressure in tight circles.

Her core clamped onto my massive cock like a velvet vise, pulsing and milking me in long, violent waves as another ecstasy overwhelmed her, her entire form arching and convulsing in my arms while her screams filled the chamber like a sacred chant composed for utter ruin.

I persisted within her core through every contraction, prolonging the sensation, ensuring it lasted, my thick phallus stretching her even wider as I drove her to ever greater heights, the celestial chamber dimming its luminescence to near obscurity around us.