The Heart System Chapter 479

She descended slowly, inch by agonizing inch, until her rear finally pressed against my thighs with a gentle smack. Completely embedded within her, her snug warmth squeezed me like a vice. Simultaneously, we let out moans, primal and echoing, that resonated throughout the living room.

Minne's head dropped forward onto my shoulder, her petite form shaking. "S-so full... Master... I can feel you... everywhere..."

My arm encircled her lower back, while the other moved upward to cradle the nape of her neck. I pressed my lips to hers once more, intensely and wildly, my tongue invading her mouth as my hips executed a deliberate, exploratory grind. She let out a soft whine during the kiss, her hips twitching ahead on pure instinct.

"Ride me," I breathed near her mouth. "Nice and slow... let me feel every inch of that tight little cunt."

Nodding with glazed eyes, she began to move. Initial lifts were hesitant and small, ascending until only the tip remained inside, then dropping back with a quivering sigh. Every descent brought her rear lightly slapping my thighs, her inner walls gliding over my shaft with exquisite, pulsing resistance.

"Fuck... yes... just like that..." I rasped, my hands drifting downward to seize her asscheeks. I kneaded them firmly, parting them a bit, then landed a crisp smack on the right one. The sharp noise cut through the air; Minne gasped sharply, her pussy contracting fiercely around me.

"M-Master...!"

"Again," I commanded, tone deep. A fresh smack hit the left cheek. Her moan grew louder, hips faltering as she plunged down with greater force.

Her delicate fingers gripped my shoulders for support. She picked up speed in her ride, remaining somewhat shallow yet bolder, her rear jiggling in my lap, the maid dress hiked up to her waist, garters flicking against her thighs with each motion.

"You’re so fucking cute like this," I snarled, delivering another harder smack to her ass. "Riding my cock in your little maid outfit... pregnant with my baby... taking every inch like a good girl..."

Minne's cries became frantic, shrill, and airy. "Yes... Master... I love it... love feeling you inside me... so deep... so thick..."

Seizing her hips, I began driving upward to match her rhythm, brief yet forceful pumps that elicited screams whenever I filled her completely. Her modest breasts jiggled beneath the dress, nipples erect and pressing against the cloth. I bent forward and drew one nipple into my mouth over the fabric, tongue teasing, teeth nipping lightly, all while my hands continued spanking her rear in sync with my upward pushes.

"Fuck... your pussy’s gripping me so tight... gonna milk me dry, aren’t you?"

"Y-yes... Master... I want it... want your cum... please..."

Switching to the other nipple, I sucked with more intensity, then withdrew and captured her lips again, devouring her cries. My right hand slipped between our bodies, thumb locating her clit and circling it rapidly. She arched sharply, her pussy pulsing erratically.

"Master... oh god... I’m... I’m gonna..."

"Cum for me," I groaned near her lips. "Let me feel that pussy squeeze my cock... cum all over it, honey..."

"OHH... Master..."

Her scream rang out shrill and fractured, her entire body convulsing as her pussy locked down like a clamp. Rhythmic contractions surged along my length, drawing me in without mercy. A rush of warmth spilled forth, steamy and slippery, soaking my shaft, my thighs, and the sofa below. Her tiny hips spasmed wildly, rear slapping against my lap as she prolonged the climax, fingernails scraping my shoulders, face pressed into my neck.

"Master... cumming... cumming so hard... your cock... oh god... yes...!"

Through her peak, I maintained my thrusts, profound and consistent, extending each quiver and contraction. My climax hovered close, testicles drawn up, tension mounting, yet I resisted, relishing how her walls quivered and clutched.

As Minne slumped against me at last, gasping and shuddering, her slight frame going slack, I eased into soft sways, allowing her to descend from the high.

"Good girl," I murmured, planting a kiss on her temple. "So fucking perfect."

A faint smile crossed her lips, eyes unfocused, face rosy. "Thank you... Master..."

Gently, I raised her by the underarms, her lightweight body easy to handle, and placed her on the couch next to me. She tucked herself up right away, knees drawn to chest, still heaving breaths. Rising to my feet, my erection remained rigid, coated in her essence, I stretched, feeling my joints crack.

The atmosphere buzzed with intensity, laden, infused with the aroma of intimacy.

Gazing at her below, then scanning the vacant apartment, I grinned.

"Well... let’s continue, shall we?"

With care yet determination, I turned Minne over, directing her to all fours on the couch. A quiet, startled exhale escaped her as I arranged her position, knees parted broadly, spine curved, rear raised invitingly. The brief black maid dress now fully ascended, gathered at her waist, revealing her slim white garter belt and stockings. Her panties stayed shifted aside, her pussy shining and puffy from the prior release, small rear cheeks divided slightly to reveal her puckered entrance and the rosy lips beneath.

Positioning myself behind her on the cushions, one hand on her hip, the other steering my cock. The tip brushed her opening anew, warm and wet. She mewled, arching back naturally, her small body quaking in eagerness.

"You wanted this so badly, didn’t you?" I whispered, voice husky and gravelly, as I trailed the head along her folds, grazing her clit before aligning with her entrance. "Wanted my baby inside you... wanted to feel me fill you up again and again..."

"Y-yes, Master..." Minne sighed, head bowing low, strands of hair draping her features. "I want it... I want your baby... please... give it to me..."

Gradually, I eased inside, thick inch after inch, observing how her petite pussy expanded around me. A soft cry escaped her, inner muscles fluttering, holding me as if reluctant to release. When my hips connected with her rear via a light tap, I halted, allowing her to sense every throbbing vein, every contour lodged deeply within.

"Fuck... so tight," I grunted, palms gliding upward to clasp her slim waist. "Your little pussy’s swallowing me whole... gonna be such a good mommy, aren’t you? Carrying my kid... taking my cock like this every day..."

Frantically, she nodded, tiny hands fisting the couch fabric. "Yes... yes... I’ll be good... I’ll be the best mommy... please... fuck me... harder..."