The Heart System

Chapter 752: Chapter 752

Carrie let out a low laugh from above, her fingers still tangled in Luna’s hair. "You’re such a pig, you know that?" she sneered, her voice dripping with mockery as she yanked Luna’s face back against her pussy. "Just a filthy little whore, eating my cunt like it’s the last meal of your life."

Luna didn’t answer, she couldn’t. Her mouth was already full of Carrie’s juices, her tongue working feverishly against the other woman’s clit as if she needed to taste every drop before it disappeared. I could see the way her nose pressed into the folds of Carrie’s pussy, the way her lips stretched around the swollen flesh as she sucked and licked with a voracious hunger that made my own cock throb in its prison of fabric.

"More," She demanded. "Wreck me until I’m nothing but a mess."

My hips surged forward, slamming into her with raw force, my cock sinking deeper into the tightness of her ass as she screamed in response. Her body convulsed beneath me, her legs trembling violently as I twisted inside her, stretching her wide. The sound of flesh slapping against skin grew louder, more obscene, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her trembling frame.

"Don’t be so greedy," Carrie hissed, her fingers digging into Luna’s hair as she dragged her mouth away from her pussy with a wet pop. "You’re just a pig, aren’t you? A dirty little slut who can’t get enough of this." She let out a low moan as Luna’s tongue traced the length of her clit again, her body trembling against the couch.

"Cum for me again," I growled, my voice thick with need. "Like a good little slut."

"EVAN... OH... FUUCK!"

She obeyed without hesitation. Her body bucked upward, her ass clamping down around my cock in a desperate rhythm as she screamed, her voice breaking into a ragged gasp of pleasure. Her pussy gushed messily against Carrie’s thighs, the juices soaking into the fabric of the couch as she kept licking, kept moaning, her face buried between the other woman’s legs as if she could never get enough.

"More," she whispered, her voice hoarse but insistent. She turned her head toward me, her eyes dark with want. "Go deeper."

I grabbed her by the hair, thick, silken strands that slipped through my fingers like oil, and yanked her back until her neck arched sharply. My mouth descended on the crook of her shoulder, my teeth grazing her skin as I murmured against it, "You’re mine, aren’t you? All mine."

The roughness of my grip made her shudder, her breath catching in her throat. Her ass was already red now, the flesh blooming with a heat that matched the fire in my veins. I could feel how wide she’d become, how stretched and swollen she was around me. My fingers dug into the soft curve of her hips as I pressed deeper, my cock slipping inside her until it felt like I might slide all the way to my balls.

"You want more? Let me show you what real punishment feels like."

Carrie laughed, low and cruel, as she dragged Luna’s head back down between her legs. "He’s not done with you yet, baby."

Luna’s tongue worked in slow strokes against Carrie’s clit, each pass drawing a new sound. My hips picked up speed, slamming into Luna’s ass with an almost violent rhythm now. Her body was a tangle of muscle and want, her legs trembling as she writhed beneath me.

"Look at you," I said, my voice rougher than I intended. "You’re just a mess, aren’t you? All over me."

Her fingers clawed at the couch cushions, her nails digging deep into the fabric as if it might anchor her to something real. "Yes," she moaned. "Make me yours."

"Stop talking," Carrie snapped. Her voice was sharp, almost desperate now. "Just... just keep going, Luna. Don’t stop for anyone."

I leaned down and nipped at the base of her throat, my teeth catching on the pulse there as I whispered against her skin, "You’re so wet for me, aren’t you? You want to be used?"

Her answer was a whimper that vibrated through her chest. Her ass clenched around me with such force it nearly made me lose control, and I had to bite back a groan as my cock swelled deeper inside her.

"More," she pleaded again, her voice breaking on the last word. "I need more."

My fingers dug into her hips, leaving red marks that would fade long after this was over. I could feel how wide she’d become now, how gaping and swollen, and I couldn’t help but grin as I twisted inside her again, stretching her open wider than before.

And then I slowly pulled out.

Her ass gaped open in front of me, slick with her juices and mine, and for a moment, I just stared at it, my breath coming fast and uneven. Her legs trembled, her body still shuddering from the force of what we’d done.

"Look at you," I said again, my voice low and smug as I reached down and dragged my fingers through the slickness between her cheeks. "All mine."

I took a step back, my chest heaving with ragged breaths as I drank in the sight of Luna’s body, flushed and glistening with sweat. Her fingers were still tangled in the couch cushions, knuckles white from the effort. With a firm grip, I wrapped my hands around her waist and lifted her onto the coffee table. She let out a soft gasp as I maneuvered her, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of trust and desire.

Carrie circled around us, her phone still recording every moment, her breath hitching slightly as she watched. Luna’s legs trembled as I positioned her on her back, her knees pressed to the sides of her head. Her ’most intimate places’ were exposed to me, slick and inviting.

I climbed onto the coffee table, the wood creaking slightly under my weight. My hands gripped her thighs, spreading them wider as I lined up my cock with her asshole. I leaned down, my voice a low growl in her ear. "You look so fucking beautiful like this, Luna. All spread out for me."

Her response was a soft moan, her body arching slightly as if seeking more contact. I pushed into her slowly, inch by inch, feeling her tighten around me. Her ass clenched, trying to resist the intrusion, but I was relentless.

"That’s it," I murmured, my voice thick with lust. "Take it all."