The Heart System Chapter 862

Every time I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in, a loud, wet squelch filled the air between us. She was soaked, dripping down my shaft, coating my balls, leaving shiny trails along her inner thighs. The sound was filthy and constant.

"Jesus... listen to that," I groaned against her mouth, thrusting harder just to hear it again. "You’re so fucking wet it’s ridiculous. Every stroke sounds like I’m stirring something. This pussy is dripping all over me."

"That’s what you do to me," she panted, heels digging into my lower back to pull me deeper. "You always make me this wet. Even back then... just thinking about you was enough. Now that you’re actually inside me it’s so much worse."

I spanked one side of her ass hard enough to leave a mark and gripped both cheeks, using them for leverage as I fucked up into her with short, powerful strokes. The glass behind her fogged with every heavy breath. Neon lights from the city below painted faint colors across her skin and mine.

"You love this," I muttered, voice rough. "Getting fucked against the glass where anyone in those apartments could look up and see. Taking my cock so deep while I talk about how many times I came thinking about you in college..."

"I do," she admitted without shame, eyes half-lidded. "I love knowing you used to stroke that thick cock thinking about me. I love that the same guy is finally balls-deep in me and talking about filling me up. Keep going... don’t stop..."

I leaned down again and latched onto one of her nipples, sucking hard while my hips kept moving. Delilah’s arms tightened around my neck, hugging me closer so that her soft tits pressed fully against my face and chest. The new angle let me grind even deeper into her.

"I’m close..." she whispered after another minute of that, voice already shaky. "Evan... I’m getting so close..."

I could feel it, the way her pussy started fluttering and squeezing around my cock in short, rhythmic pulses. I was right there with her. The tight heat, the wet sounds, the way her body bounced in my arms, the open air and the city lights... it was all stacking up fast.

I started fucking her harder, the wet slap of my hips against her ass growing louder and more urgent. Delilah’s moans climbed higher with every thrust. She hugged me so tightly it was almost hard to breathe, face buried against the side of my neck.

"Don’t stop... please don’t stop... right there..."

I slammed up into her one more time, buried to the hilt, and kept grinding against her while my mouth stayed locked on her nipple.

Delilah screamed in pleasure.

The sound was raw and loud against my neck as the orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy convulsed hard around my cock in powerful, rapid spasms, and a sudden, heavy gush of wetness erupted from her, far more than before. Warm fluid soaked the front of my t-shirt, ran down my stomach, and dripped onto the balcony floor in thick streams while she trembled and shook in my arms. Her whole body locked up and then jerked with every strong pulse, soft broken cries still spilling out of her as the intense climax kept rolling through her in waves. The front of my shirt was completely plastered to my skin, dripping.

The sudden extra tightness and the way her pussy kept milking me in those strong, rhythmic contractions pushed me over the edge right after her.

"Fuck, Delilah... agh... FUCK..."

"Yes... cum inside me. YES..."

I slammed in as deep as I could and came hard. Thick, heavy ropes of cum flooded her pussy in strong, endless pulses. I kept her pinned against the glass and ground against her through every spurt, pumping her full while the pleasure tore through me. The thought of breeding her, of leaving her walking around tomorrow still full of me, only made the orgasm stronger. I groaned against her shoulder, still thrusting weakly as the last thick pulses left me, filling her until I could feel it starting to leak out around my shaft and mix with her own wetness.

We stayed locked together like that for a long time, both of us panting hard, bodies trembling through the fading aftershocks. My cock was still buried inside her, occasionally twitching as the last weak spurts left me. Delilah’s pussy kept fluttering softly around me, squeezing out little aftershocks while more of our combined fluids dripped down onto the balcony floor. Her arms stayed wrapped tightly around my neck; my hands stayed locked under her thighs, holding her up against the glass while the neon city continued to glow far below us.

Neither of us moved. We just breathed, still joined, letting the intense double climax slowly settle into a warm, heavy exhaustion while the cold night air cooled the sweat on our skin.

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Sexual Activity Completed

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EXP Gained: +3030

Star Rating: 4.7

Mystery Chest: 150 EXP

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Bliss Multiplier: 4545c

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"Now, I should clean you like a good mommy, huh?" She smiled against my lips.

"Good mommy? Damn. I can’t say no to that."

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Evan Marlowe [Level 23]

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EXP: 32470/42490

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Current Credits: 9280

Current SC: 100

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I carefully lowered Delilah until her feet touched the balcony floor. Her legs were still a little unsteady. The second she was down she dropped to her knees in front of me without being asked, wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock, and took me into her mouth.

She was still leaking. Thick white cum from the load I’d just pumped into her slowly oozed from her well-fucked pussy and trailed down the inside of one thigh. The sight of it, my cum spilling out of her while she obediently sucked me clean, sent a fresh pulse of heat straight through me. My half-hard cock immediately started firming up again against her tongue.

Delilah felt it happen. She pulled off just long enough to glance up at me with a small, knowing smirk, still stroking me with one hand.

"Already getting hard again?" she murmured. "I just drained you thirty seconds ago. You’re unbelievable."