The Heart System Chapter 914

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Previously on The Heart System...
Evan continued to dominate Carrie, first penetrating her anally with brutal force and then switching to her pussy. He pushed her to her limits, eliciting screams and moans as he drove deeper and faster. Carrie was consumed by the intense sensations, her body yielding completely to Evan's control.

Carrie’s back arched hard off the bed. A loud, raw cry tore out of her as she came. Her cunt clamped down around my cock in strong spasms, squeezing and releasing in waves while a fresh rush of wetness spilled out around my shaft and soaked my hips. She shook under me, legs trembling on my shoulders, soft broken moans still spilling from her open mouth while I kept fucking her through every pulse.

I didn’t slow down.

"Oh fuck yeah... keep cumming. Keep squeezing me just like that. Your pussy is milking my cock so fucking good..."

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- Critical Success: Beldenwary

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Her orgasm was still rolling through her when it hit her again, harder this time. Her whole body locked up a second time. A higher, almost surprised scream left her throat as another powerful climax ripped through her right on the heels of the first. Her cunt seized around me even tighter, pulsing wildly, more wetness flooding out of her in a sudden gush that coated my stomach and thighs. She thrashed under me, completely overwhelmed, legs shaking hard on my shoulders while the second orgasm tore through her without mercy.

Damn, I almost lost it.

I kept thrusting deep and hard the entire time, watching her face contort with the intensity.

"Shit, look at you," I muttered, voice rough with awe and heat. "Cumming back to back like that. Your pussy won’t stop pulsing. You’re making such a fucking mess of this bed... and of my cock."

"I... I don’t know wha... I..."

Carrie could only moan and shake, still locked in the aftershocks, her cunt fluttering and clenching around me in helpless waves while I continued using her open, folded body without slowing down.

I stayed buried deep, legs still hooked over my shoulders, and kept giving her those hard, steady thrusts while she trembled and dripped all over me, completely wrecked and still taking every inch.

I kept fucking her hard, legs still hooked over my shoulders, using the full length of my cock in deep, powerful strokes. Carrie’s pussy was still fluttering from the back-to-back orgasms, the wet heat of her squeezing and releasing around me with every thrust. The bed creaked under us. The wet, filthy sound of her cunt taking me filled the cheap motel room.

"Oh fuck yeah... still so fucking tight," I groaned, slamming in harder. "Even after cumming twice your pussy won’t loosen up. It’s still gripping my cock like it needs it."

I reached down with one hand and gave her soft tit a sharp smack. The flesh jiggled and a short, surprised moan left her throat. I did it again, harder, watching the pale skin start to turn pink under my palm. Then I moved to the other side and smacked that one too, keeping the same hard rhythm with my hips the entire time.

"You like that?" I muttered. "Getting your tits slapped while I pound this wet cunt? Answer me."

"Y-yes... fuck... I like it..." she gasped, voice breaking on every thrust.

I smacked her tit again, then shifted my hand up and lightly slapped her cheek. Not hard enough to really hurt, just enough to sting and make her eyes snap open and lock on mine. Her mouth fell open in a soft, shocked moan. I did it once more, a little firmer, while I kept fucking her deep and hard.

"Look at me while I use this pussy," I told her, voice rough. "Don’t you close your eyes. I want you to watch me while I fuck another orgasm out of you."

Carrie’s eyes stayed on mine, glassy and desperate. I grabbed both of her ankles, pushed her legs even wider against her shoulders, and started thrusting harder, short, brutal strokes that made her entire body rock on the mattress. Her soft tits bounced wildly. Every impact forced a high, punched-out sound out of her throat.

"Oh fuck... just like that... take it," I groaned. "Take this cock as deep as it goes. Your pussy is making such a mess. I can hear how wet you are every time I bottom out."

"It’s so deep... Evan... fuck... you’re so deep..." she moaned, hands gripping the sheets so hard her knuckles turned white.

I leaned forward, folding her even more, and started talking right against her mouth between hard thrusts.

"You came here to get fucked stupid and that’s exactly what’s happening. Legs up, tits getting slapped, face getting lightly slapped, this married cunt stretched around my cock. You love every second of it, don’t you?"

"Yes... yes I love it... don’t stop... please don’t stop..."

I gave her cheek another light slap, then went back to her tits, smacking them in alternating hits while my hips kept pounding into her without mercy. The wet sound of her pussy grew louder and more obscene. She was dripping down onto the sheets, the slick heat of her coating my cock and balls completely.

"You’re getting tighter again," I muttered, feeling the way her walls started fluttering and clenching. "I can feel it. You’re gonna cum for me one more time, aren’t you? You’re gonna cream all over this cock while I keep talking shit to you and smacking these soft fucking tits."

"I’m close... fuck... I’m so close again..." she whimpered, eyes still locked on mine.

"Then do it. Cum on my cock. Let me feel this slutty pussy break one more time."

I fucked her even harder, using the full strength of my hips, smacking her tit again, then her other tit, then lightly across her cheek once more while I kept the same brutal pace. Carrie’s breathing turned into short, desperate cries. Her cunt started clamping down around me in stronger, more rhythmic pulses.

"That’s it... right there... oh fuck yeah, squeeze me just like that..."

And, there it was. Another orgasm. Fuck, I was going to get a lot of EXP from her, though.

I didn’t stop.

I kept thrusting through every pulse, chasing my own finish now. The way her cunt kept fluttering and clamping around me after that last climax pushed me right to the edge.

"I’m gonna cum," I groaned, voice strained. "I’m gonna fill this wet fucking pussy. You want it? You want me to pump you full right now?"

"Yes... yes... cum inside me... please... fill me up..." she begged, still shaking from her own orgasm.

That was all it took. No more holding back even if I wanted to.