Chapter 175: Chapter : 175 : Serica’s First Anal!

He pulled out slowly, the wet, shlicking sound echoing in the silence, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.

He didn’t remove himself fully, but gently eased her onto her back, her golden eyes hazy with spent pleasure.

“You are truly insatiable,” He murmured, kissing her forehead, then her lips, tasting her sweetness.

“Only for you, Child of Prophecy,” She whispered, her voice weak but content.

“Only for you.” She pulled him close, her hands tracing the lines of his muscles, her fingers dancing over his abs.

He leaned down, his mouth finding her perfect breasts, suckling at her nipples, which were still hard and erect from their frenzied lovemaking.

He teased them gently, his tongue circling, then pulling, drawing soft moans from her.

She arched her back, offering herself more fully, her hands tangling in his white hair, pulling him closer.

He moved to the other breast, suckling with equal fervor, his lips and tongue working magic, making her shiver and tremble.

“Oh… that feels so good…” She sighed, her body melting into the furs beneath them.

He moved lower, tracing the serpent tattoos with his tongue, tasting her skin, the faint saltiness of sweat, the sweetness of her arousal.

His tongue found her navel, circling it, then dipping inside, eliciting a sharp gasp from her.

He moved lower still, his head between her legs, his tongue teasing her clit, which was swollen and sensitive.

She cried out, her legs opening wider, offering him full access.

He licked and sucked, his tongue a masterful instrument, driving her to the brink again, making her whimper and moan.

“Please… I can’t… I’m going to… Aaaah!” She cried, her body writhing beneath him, her climax building again, fierce and sudden.

He continued his ministrations, never stopping, until she screamed his name, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching and unclenching around nothing, desperate for him.

He rose, positioning himself above her, his cock, still hard and throbbing, pressing against her clit. “Are you ready for the cowgirl, Serica?” He murmured, a playful glint in his blue eyes.

“Yes! Oh, yes!” She gasped, her voice raw with desire.

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She sat up, straddling his lap.

She reached down, guiding him inside her, a slow, deliberate entry that made her sigh with pleasure.

He was buried deep within her, her body arching to take all of him.

She rose, slowly at first, then with increasing confidence, her hips rocking, riding him, her dark green hair swaying around her like a wild mane.

The bed creaked beneath their movements, a rhythmic symphony of passion.

Her perfect breasts jiggled with every bounce, the serpent tattoos on them seeming to dance, a mesmerizing spectacle.

She looked down at him, her golden eyes burning with triumph and lust, a fierce smile gracing her lips.

“You like this, don’t you, Child of Prophecy?” She purred, her voice husky, her hands gripping his shoulders, leaning into him.

“More than you know,” He grunted, his hands finding her waist, gripping her, guiding her movements, making her ride him harder, faster.

She picked up the pace, her hips slamming against his, her body a blur of motion, her pussy clenching and releasing around his cock, milking him with every upward thrust.

She threw her head back, a guttural moan escaping her lips, her eyes closed in ecstasy.

“Oh! Oh! I’m going to come again! I can feel it!” She shrieked, her body trembling, her muscles coiling.

He reached up, cupping her breasts, squeezing them gently, teasing her nipples, making her cry out in pleasure.

He bit her neck, leaving a mark, claiming her.

“Ride me, Serica! Ride me until you break!” He commanded, his voice thick with lust, his hips bucking up to meet her every descent.

“Aaaah! Yes! Yes!” She screamed, her body convulsing, her climax a violent wave that swept over her, making her muscles seize, her pussy clenching around him with incredible force, milking him dry.

He groaned, his own release imminent, his body tightening, and he pulsed into her again, filling her with his hot, thick cum, his body shuddering with the force of his climax.

She collapsed onto him, her chest heaving, her body slick with sweat, her heart pounding against his.

He held her tight, stroking her hair, kissing her temple.

“That was… incredible,” She whispered, her voice barely audible, her body still trembling.

He lifted her gently, positioning her on her stomach.

Her ass, still swollen and red from his slaps, presented itself to him, a tempting invitation.

“Now for something new,” He murmured, his voice low, a hint of steel beneath the tenderness.

“New?” She asked, her voice laced with curiosity, a slight tremor in her tone.

He pressed his cock against her asshole, the tight, unyielding ring.

He could feel her muscles clench, her body stiffen slightly.

“Relax, Serica,” He whispered, kissing her neck, his hand stroking her inner thigh. “Let me in.”

He pushed gently, a slow, deliberate pressure against her virgin asshole. She gasped, a sharp intake of breath.

“It’s… it’s tight,” She whimpered, her voice strained.

“I know,” He murmured, pushing a little harder, feeling the resistance. “Just breathe.”

He pushed again, a little more force this time.

She cried out, a sharp, choked sound, her body tensing.

He eased back slightly, letting her adjust.

“It will feel good, I promise,” He whispered, his lips brushing her ear.

He pushed again, slowly, inch by excruciating inch.

She cried out, a guttural sound of pain and fear, her hands clenching into fists.

He felt the tightness, the unyielding ring of muscle, but he continued, a slow, steady pressure.

“Aaaah! Stop! It hurts!” She shrieked, her voice high-pitched, her body writhing.

He ignored her pleas, his eyes burning with a possessive fire.

He pushed harder, his cock stretching her, tearing at her, forcing its way inside.

She screamed, a raw, primal sound that echoed in the chamber, tears streaming down her face.

“You will take all of me,” He commanded, his voice rough, his hips pushing relentlessly.

With a sudden, agonizing pop, he breached her, his cock burying itself inside her asshole.

She screamed again, a long, drawn-out wail of pain, her body seizing up, her back arching violently.

“Oh my gods! It burns! It burns!” She sobbed, her voice hoarse, her body trembling uncontrollably.

He held her tight, letting her adjust, his cock still buried deep inside her.

He waited, feeling her muscles slowly relax around him, the initial shock giving way to a dull ache.

“Breathe, Serica,” He whispered, stroking her hair. “Just breathe.”

Slowly, her breathing evened out, the sobs subsiding into ragged gasps.

He began to move, a slow, gentle thrust at first, then picking up the pace, his hips rocking against her ass.

“It… it still hurts,” She whimpered, but there was a hint of curiosity in her voice now, the pain slowly mingling with a strange new sensation.

“It will get better,” He promised, his thrusts becoming more confident, deeper.

He felt her muscles begin to clench around him, a new kind of tightness, a different kind of pleasure.

“Oh… oh…” She moaned, her voice changing, the pain giving way to a strange, intense pleasure.

Her hips began to move with his, a tentative rhythm at first, then with increasing fervor.

He slammed into her, hard and deep, his cock hitting her prostate, (Skene’s glands) eliciting a sharp gasp from her.

“Aaaah! What was that?” She shrieked, her body arching, a jolt of pleasure shooting through her.

He continued to thrust, hitting that spot again and again, driving her wild.

She cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure, her body trembling violently.

“Oh! Oh, Child of Prophecy! I can’t! I can’t take it!” She screamed, her climax building again, a fierce, overwhelming wave.

He held her tight, his hands gripping her hips, his thrusts relentless, merciless.

“Come for me, Serica! Come for me in every way!” He commanded, his voice a primal roar, and he slammed into her one last time, a deep, powerful thrust that sent her over the edge.

“Aiden! Aaaah! Aiden!” She shrieked, her body convulsing, her back bowing, a guttural scream tearing from her throat as she convulsed around him, milking his cock with an intense, powerful squeeze that nearly brought him to his knees.

He felt the tremors ripple through her, her asshole clenching, pulling him deeper into her, engulfing him in her release.

He held her tight, thrusting one last time, a guttural roar escaping his lips as he pulsed into her, filling her with his hot, thick cum, his body shuddering with the force of his climax.

He pulled out slowly, the wet, shlicking sound echoing in the silence.

Serica lay prone on the bed, her body utterly spent, her breathing shallow.

Her golden eyes, still wide and hazy, stared blankly at the ceiling, a single tear tracing a path through the sweat on her cheek.

She was utterly exhausted, her muscles limp, her mind a blank slate of pure sensation.

“Serica,” He murmured, stroking her hair, pulling her close against his chest.

She didn’t respond, her body a dead weight against his.

He could hear her soft, even breathing, the rhythm of sleep slowly claiming her.

He held her close, feeling the warmth of her body against his, the gentle rise and fall of her chest.

She was truly asleep, utterly drained by their passionate encounter.

He watched her for a long moment, the serpent tattoos on her skin still seeming to writhe in the dim light of the chamber.

Then, with a soft sigh, he gently disentangled himself from her sleeping form.

He rose from the bed, his muscles aching, but a deep sense of satisfaction filling him.

He glanced back at Serica, her perfect breasts rising and falling with each breath, her dark green hair fanned out around her like a halo.

She was beautiful, even in sleep, a dangerous temptress who had given herself completely to him.

He turned, his blue eyes scanning.

His eyes met Vaara.

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END OF Chapter : 175 : SERICA’S FIRST ANAL!

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