Chapter 270: The Depraved Crap Tesa is into

Soon, after several long minutes of steady, deep ass pounding—each thrust measured yet forceful, the wet sounds of our connection filling the quiet throne room—I felt the pressure build to its peak and came hard inside her, stuffing her tight passage with warm, pulsing spurts.

“Ehhhh! You should have ejaculated inside my vagina!”

She whined in protest, her voice carrying a mix of complaint and breathless satisfaction as she reached back with one delicate finger to touch the cum that was already starting to drip slowly from her ass, tracing the warm fluid with curious fascination.

Then she flew up onto me again with surprising agility and speed, repositioning herself so she was facing me directly once more.

She aligned herself carefully over my still-hard dick and sank down, penetrating her pussy fully until the head pressed deep against her cervix.

Her eyes immediately went lewd and glassy, rolling back slightly in overwhelming pleasure as her mouth formed a perfect, rounded “o” shape.

And a soft, involuntary gasp escaped her parted lips while her wings quivered behind her.

I grabbed her slim waist with both hands, fingers digging into the soft flesh as I began to pound her insides hard.

I was driving upward with strong, rhythmic thrusts that made loud, wet slapping sounds echo repeatedly through the royal chambers.

The sharp, intimate noises bounced off the high walls and grand vined architecture, leaving no doubt whatsoever what we were doing in here to any fairies who might have been lingering nearby or passing through the corridors outside.

I put her back down onto the couch again, slamming into her with such raw force that the sturdy frame beneath us began creaking loudly, protesting on the very brink of destruction with every powerful thrust.

The thick cushions compressed deeply under the intensity, the wooden joints groaning in strain as her petite body jerked and flailed wildly with each heavy impact of my hips.

Her silver braids whipped across the fabric, her butterfly wings fluttering erratically against the pillows there while her mouth fell open in continuous, breathless cries that filled the grand throne room.

I then turned her over without warning, shoving my penis deep inside her vagina from behind in one smooth, forceful motion.

Her inner walls clenched hotly around me as I locked my arms with hers, pulling her upper body back against my chest so she was completely suspended.

Her legs dangled freely now, no longer touching the smooth polished floor, while thick strands of cum and fresh wetness dripped steadily downward from our joined bodies.

They were splattering onto the smooth surface below in shiny puddles that reflected the faint light.

I began to freely slam into her with unrestrained power, destroying her cervix with deep, merciless thrusts that made her entire small frame shake.

For a brief moment I feared she might actually be in trouble from the intensity, her delicate body taking every brutal inch.

But the gleeful, utterly lewd expression painted across her face—eyes half-lidded and rolling, tongue lolling slightly—only drove me to go even harder.

Her small ass rippled and jiggled beautifully from the relentless pounding, the soft flesh bouncing and reddening with each collision, while her tiny breasts shook and bounced in time with my hips.

I caught a faint reflection of the obscene scene on the glossy floor below: her face twisted in ecstasy, body arched, wings trembling, as I railed her from behind like an animal in heat.

With one final, devastating pound that buried me to the absolute hilt, I squeezed our bodies tightly together, muscles locking as I poured my hot essence deep into her womb in thick, pulsing ropes.

Tania hiccuped sharply, her whole body convulsing in aftershocks, a dazed and blissful smile spreading across her flushed face as the overwhelming pleasure left her limp and glowing.

I myself was completely out of breath, chest heaving as I took a long moment to simply watch her naked, cum-splattered body sprawled out on the couch.

Her arms and legs lay wide open in total surrender, her pussy still twitching and squeezing rhythmically around nothing.

Thick white cum was streaking out from her stretched hole and running down her thighs in slow, creamy trails.

The sight was utterly debauched—her silver hair messy, skin glistening with sweat and fluids, small chest rising and falling rapidly, butterfly wings twitching weakly.

Well, I better fix her up. I turned into a monster back there.

Before I could move to clean her up and hide the obvious mess before someone walked in…

“N… Never mind that, B-Benjamin. I shall take it from here. Go rest in MY room and wait for round two.”

The calm voice without much intonation cut through the heavy air of the throne room.

I turned around to find that Tesa… had never left the throne room to begin with!

She stood there quietly in the shadows near the side wall, her face deeply flushed with arousal, her silver eyes glassy and unfocused.

I could clearly see shiny trails of glistening liquid running down the inside of her short skirt, dripping slowly onto the floor and indicating she had been masturbating furiously while watching the entire scene unfold from her hiding spot.

“Ahaha, sorry for the work,” I laughed awkwardly, still catching my breath as I let myself pull away and head toward the exit.

She didn’t even wait for me to fully leave before she moved.

Tesa approached the couch with slow, deliberate steps, her eyes locked hungrily on Tania’s spent body.

Without a word, she leaned down and began licking my cum off Tania’s skin with sensual and depraved devotion.

Her tongue dragged slowly across the fairy queen’s cum-streaked thighs first, lapping up the thick white fluid in long, wet strokes that made obscene slurping sounds echo softly.

She moved higher, tracing the trails that had dripped down to Tania’s swollen pussy, pressing her mouth directly against the leaking hole and sucking greedily, her lips forming a tight seal as she drank the mixed juices straight from the source.

“Ben…jamin… No more… I’m tired…” Tania moaned weakly in overstimulation, her hips twitching as Tesa’s tongue delved deeper, swirling inside the creamy folds to scoop out every drop.

Tesa then moved upward, licking across the fairy’s trembling stomach, collecting the splatters there before sucking gently on each small nipple, cleaning them thoroughly while her own hand slipped between her legs again, rubbing frantically.

The sounds were intensely sexual—wet sucking, soft swallowing, muffled moans from both girls as Tesa devoured every trace of my release from Titania’s exhausted, quivering body with shameless hunger, her own arousal clearly spiking higher with every taste.

I nearly got turned on again from the atmosphere alone.

As I wondered what the hell she was doing, I walked out, pulling the heavy door open to leave.

“Eep!”

But I found several unknown fairies hiding right at the door, their ears perked up attentively and their faces flushed bright red with obvious excitement.

The moment they saw me standing there, they yelped, and their wings fluttered wildly in panic and they vamoosed instantly, scattering in every direction like startled birds.

As they flew away into the corridors, one small thought lingered in my mind;

’Will… Elara and Sara truly keep me away from the world? Would they trap me “for my own good?” I personally don’t think so… But the idea is nevertheless haunting…’

Ah, my dick was still out… No wonder they ran so frightened.

Sigh…

Sara… I miss you…

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep