The Heart System

Chapter 929: Chapter 929

I kept my hands on Tessa’s ass, guiding her rhythm, squeezing the soft flesh every time she came down.

"She feels fucking perfect," I muttered, voice rough. "Tight and wet and taking every inch like she was made for it."

Penelope’s eyes flicked to mine, still working her fingers. "Of course she does. You’ve been stretching that hole for months, I bet. It’s not even her pussy anymore. It’s just a sleeve for your cock at this point."

Tessa let out a shaky moan and started bouncing harder, the wet slap of her ass against my thighs filling the closed-off car. "Fuck... you’re such a bitch..."

"And you love it," Penelope shot back. "Look at how your face changes every time you drop down on him. You’re addicted. Admit it. You think about this cock when you’re alone. You get wet just remembering how it feels when he bottoms out."

I thrust up to meet Tessa’s next downward stroke, burying myself as deep as the angle allowed. "She’s soaked. I can feel it running down my balls. Every time she moves it’s just more."

Tessa’s hands braced on my shoulders. She kept bouncing, the soft, heavy bounce of her tits against my chest matching the rhythm. "It feels... so fucking good... deeper... better... fuck, cowboy."

"Mm. Look at that thing go."

"I remember the first time we met." Tessa moaned. "He... ah, fuck... he was a fucking virgin. Now look at him. Fuck, I love it so much."

Penelope smirked and pushed a third finger into herself, spreading her legs even wider so we could both see how open and shiny she was. "That’s because he’s been training you. Your greedy little cunt learned the shape of him and now nothing else will ever feel right. You’re stuck. Every time you sit on a dildo you’ll just be disappointed it isn’t his."

I groaned at the filthy words and the way Tessa’s walls fluttered around me in response. "You’re taking me so well," I told Tessa, voice low. "Every time you come down I can feel you squeezing. Keep riding it just like that."

"Listen to him trying to be sweet while you’re using her like a toy," Penelope laughed. "Don’t fall for it, Tessa. He just wants to watch this fat ass bounce while he ruins you a little more. Look at how red your pussy is already. He’s going to leave you gaping again."

Tessa moaned louder and started moving faster, the wet sounds of her cunt taking my cock growing filthier. "Fuck... keep talking... both of you..."

I slid one hand up her back and into her hair, pulling her down so I could kiss her while she rode me. The kiss was messy and open. When we broke apart I kept my mouth close to her ear.

"Your pussy feels incredible," I muttered. "Hot and tight and so fucking wet. I love watching you take it like this."

Penelope’s fingers moved faster. "He loves watching you become his personal cock sleeve. That’s what you are now. A warm, wet hole that opens for him whenever he wants. Look at you bouncing like you can’t get enough. You’re going to cum just from sitting on it, aren’t you? Pathetic."

Tessa’s rhythm turned frantic. Her thighs were trembling. I could feel the way her walls were starting to flutter and tighten in short, involuntary pulses.

"That’s it," I encouraged, thrusting up to meet her. "Use my cock. Take what you need. You’re so close already."

"She’s always close when it’s you," Penelope said, voice dripping with mockery. "One good dicking and her brain turns to mush. Look at her face. She’s gone. Just a dripping, cock-hungry mess who’s going to cream all over you in the next thirty seconds."

Tessa’s moans climbed higher. She dropped down hard and stayed there, grinding in tight circles while my cock stayed buried to the root. I kept one hand on her ass and the other on her hip, helping her work herself on me.

"Cum for me," I told her, voice rough. "Let me feel it. Let go."

Penelope leaned forward, still fingering herself, and spoke right against Tessa’s ear. "Do it. Cum on the cock that owns you. Show him what a messy little slut you’ve become for him. Cream all over it like the desperate bitch you are."

Tessa’s whole body locked up.

A long, broken cry tore out of her throat as the orgasm hit. She shook hard in my lap, forehead pressed against my shoulder, soft broken sounds spilling from her mouth while the climax rolled through her in long, shuddering waves. The seat was wet thanks to her now... Nala was going to kill me.

I kept thrusting up into her the entire time, riding every pulse, until the strongest contractions finally began to soften into weaker aftershocks.

Tessa stayed seated, still twitching around me, breathing hard. After a few seconds she lifted her head and looked at me with wide, slightly dazed eyes. Fuck, she looked so hot.

"You feel so fucking different today... what the fuck..."

Yeah... Pleasure skill, thank you.

Penelope her fingers buried in her own pussy and used her free hand to cup one of her tits. She lifted it toward her mouth, dragged her tongue over the stiff nipple, then bit down hard enough to make herself moan. The wet sound of her fingers working in and out mixed with the creak of the car as I started thrusting up into Tessa harder.

The whole vehicle rocked with every upward slam of my hips. Tessa’s chin rested on my shoulder, head tipped back, eyes half-lidded and unfocused while broken moans spilled out of her. I kept one hand locked on her hip and used the other to deliver sharp, open-handed smacks across her ass. Each slap made the soft flesh bounce and left a fresh pink mark.

"Fuck... look at her," Penelope panted, still biting and sucking her own nipple between words. "Sitting on that cock like a brainless little fucktoy. Mouth open, eyes rolled back, just taking it."

I spanked Tessa again, harder, and drove up into her with short, merciless strokes. The wet slap of her cunt taking my cock filled the sealed car. "So good. So fucking good. Taking me like a good slut."

She moaned harder.

"Come on, get angry." I teased. "I called you a slut. You always get angry when I do that."

"Agh... shut... up..." She groaned. "Just keep fucking me, you moron!"