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Chapter 446: Chapter 446
I propped myself up against the bedframe. Grabbed both asscheeks with my hands and spread them wide. Perfect view—her asshole stretching around me, swallowing inch after inch as she moved lower. The sight was obscene. Beautiful. Fucking hell.
"You want more, don’t you?" she purred.
"Fuck yeah."
She took a shaky breath and sat down fully. My cock disappeared completely inside her ass. She groaned—low, satisfied—body trembling slightly. I let my hands go for a moment, smacked both cheeks once—hard—then spread them again.
She began moving. Up and down. Slow at first. My dick nearly pulling free each time, her ring clinging tight, refusing to let go. Then she sank back down, taking me to the root.
"Fuuuck," I muttered. "I love your ass."
"Mm... so fucking big," she whispered. "Fuck."
She kept riding—steady rhythm now. Up. Down. Up. Down. Each drop making her moan. Each lift making me groan. I watched it all—her asshole gripping me, stretching around my shaft, the way her cheeks jiggled with every movement.
I was lost in it.
Completely fucking lost.
Tessa kept riding me with that steady, rolling rhythm, her ass rising and falling in smooth, controlled strokes that made my head spin. My cock was buried to the hilt inside her tight hole, the ring of muscle clenching hard every time she lifted up—like it was trying to trap me inside her forever. The sensation was overwhelming: hot, gripping pressure that squeezed every vein, every ridge, dragging along the length of my shaft with perfect friction.
Her cheeks jiggled softly with each drop, and with my hands spreading them wide, I had the clearest view possible—her asshole stretched taut around my thickness, sliding up to reveal glistening skin before sinking back down and swallowing me whole again. The room was filled with wet, filthy sounds: the slick slide of her ass taking me in, her quiet moans blending with my low groans, the faint creak of the mattress springs under our combined weight.
"Fuck," I muttered, thumbs digging deeper into her flesh as I held her open. "I love watching you take it like this. Your ass is so fucking tight... gripping me like it never wants to let go."
"Mm... so fucking big," she whispered back, glancing over her shoulder with half-lidded eyes and parted lips. "Feels like you’re rearranging my insides... but I love it. Keep spreading me... watch how deep I can take you."
She sped up slightly, bouncing higher now, the garter straps snapping against her thighs with every movement. The nightgown had ridden up around her waist, sheer lace bunched and forgotten, exposing the full curve of her hips and the way her body glistened with sweat under the low bedroom light. I could feel her pussy dripping onto my balls every time she ground down—hot, slippery trails that made everything messier, wetter, louder. The pressure in my balls built fast, but Endless Vigor kept me steady, letting me savor every second without tipping over yet.
I smacked her ass again—harder this time. The crack rang out sharp in the room, and she yelped, the sound turning into a long moan halfway through. Her body shook, ass cheeks blooming pink under my palms. "You like that?" I growled, squeezing the reddened spot. "Like when I mark this perfect ass?"
"Yes... fuck yes," she gasped, riding faster. "Slap it again... make it sting... show me who owns this hole."
I gave her another sharp smack on the other cheek. She arched her back, pushing down harder, taking me to the root. The angle shifted—her ass tilted higher, letting me hit even deeper. She moaned louder now, voice breaking on each bounce. "God... right there... fuck my ass harder... stretch me... make me feel it tomorrow..."
I thrust up to meet her—short, powerful bucks that made her gasp. My fingers dug into her flesh, spreading her wider, watching the way her hole gripped me on the way up, then relaxed just enough to let me slam back in. "You’re so fucking greedy for it," I rasped. "Taking my cock like a good little slut... your ass was made for this."
She laughed breathlessly, body shining with sweat. "Made for your cock... only yours... fill me up... cum in my ass like you own it..."
Her pace turned frantic—hips snapping down faster, thighs trembling against mine. The garter straps strained, stockings sliding slightly with the motion. Her moans turned to high, desperate cries that filled the room. "Evan... fuck... I’m getting close... so fucking close..."
"Do it," I growled, thrusting up harder. "Cum for me... let me feel that ass squeeze me while you come apart."
She slammed down one last time—hard, to the hilt—and shattered.
Her whole body locked up. Back arched sharply. Head thrown back. A raw, trembling cry tore out of her throat—loud, broken, echoing off the walls. Her ass clenched around my cock in violent, rhythmic waves—milking me so tight I saw stars. Wetness gushed from her untouched pussy, soaking my balls, running down my thighs in hot streams that dripped onto the sheets. Her legs shook uncontrollably. Tits bounced under the nightgown. Hands clutched my knees hard enough to leave marks. She rode the orgasm out—hips grinding in frantic circles, ass pulsing around me, pulling every last bit of pleasure from the stretch.
"Fuck... Tessa..." I groaned, thrusting through it. "I didn’t even touch your pussy... and you’re cumming this hard from my cock in your ass? Such a dirty girl... coming just from getting your hole fucked."
She gasped, still spasming. "Yes... all from your cock... stretching my ass... fuck... it’s so good... so fucking good..."
Her walls kept fluttering—aftershocks rippling through her, squeezing me in waves. I could feel every pulse, every twitch, the way her body shook and surrendered completely. She collapsed forward slightly, hands braced on my chest, breathing ragged. Sweat dripped from her forehead onto my skin.
I held her hips steady, cock still buried deep. "Look at you," I murmured. "Cumming so hard... shaking like that... all from anal. You’re fucking perfect."
She laughed weakly—breathless, sated. "You... you made me cum... just from fucking my ass... god, I’m still shaking..."
We stayed like that for a long minute—her trembling on top of me, my hands stroking her back, her ass still clenching softly around my cock in little after-pulses. The room smelled like sex and her minty breath and the faint floral from her skin. Rain tapped against the window. The city lights glowed outside.
Eventually she turned her head, looked down at me with heavy-lidded eyes, and smiled—slow, lazy, completely fucked-out.
"Fuck," she whispered. "That was... a lot."
"Yeah." I leaned forward kissed her forehead. "You okay?"
"Better than okay." She shifted slightly—moaning softly as my cock moved inside her—then settled against my chest. "Now... your turn."
I ran my hands up her back, thumbs tracing her spine. "I didn’t even touch your pussy. You just came apart riding me like that. Such a greedy little anal slut."
She laughed weakly, shivering when I flexed inside her. "Guilty. But... I’m not done with you yet." She lifted herself slowly—my cock sliding out with a wet, obscene sound—and turned around to face me. Her nightgown was bunched around her waist, garter straps still snapped tight against her thighs, pussy lips swollen and glistening. She leaned down, kissed me once—soft, lingering—then pulled back with a wicked glint in her eye.
"Hey," she murmured against my lips. "Let’s fuck somewhere else."
I raised an eyebrow, still hard and throbbing between us. "Where?"
She bit her lower lip, cheeks flushing darker. "I’ve always wanted to do something like this. You have no idea how many times I masturbated thinking about it... getting railed right out in the open, where anyone could walk by."
My cock twitched at the thought. "Oh? You have something that would—"
"Exactly." She cut in, grabbed my arm, fingers wrapping around my bicep. "Come on."
She tugged me up off the bed. My cock bobbed, still slick from her ass, pointing straight at her like it knew exactly where it wanted to go. She didn’t bother fixing her nightgown—just pulled me toward the door. I followed, heart already picking up speed.
We stepped out of her room. The living room was dark and quiet. Mik was still curled on the couch, asleep. No one else around. Tessa led me straight to the front door, opened it quietly, and pulled me into the hallway.
The penthouse hallway was ours—private, no other doors except ours and the elevator at the far end. Only our keycards worked the elevator. No neighbors. No cameras in this stretch. Just marble floors, soft wall lights, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window at the right-hand end that looked out over the city.
Tessa walked ahead of me, hips swaying, nightgown fluttering around her thighs. She reached the window and stopped. Turned to face the glass. Then bent forward at the waist, palms flat on the sill, ass pushed out toward me. She reached back with both hands, grabbed her cheeks, and spread them wide.
"Fuck me, Evan," she said, voice low and needy. "Right here. Right now."
I stepped up behind her, cock throbbing so hard it hurt. The city lights glittered below us through the rain-streaked glass—cars crawling, distant fireworks blooming silently. Anyone looking up from the street could theoretically see us if they knew where to look. That risk made my pulse hammer.
"Goddamn, look at you," I muttered, running my hands over her ass. "Bent over in the hallway like a slut. Spreading yourself for me where anyone could walk by and see."
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REPUTATION SYSTEM
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Current Reputation: Neutral
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Uh-oh. I was being rough, huh? Well, I didn’t care.