Chapter 487 - : 487 : Are You Satisfied Now?

Chapter 487: Chapter : 487 : Are You Satisfied Now?

"Mmmph—! Idiot...! Your fingers are so thick... Baka... don’t... ahhn...!" Selvara moaned against his mouth, her body trembling. Despite her words, her hips rocked subtly against his hand. Her own small hand reached down between them, palming the massive bulge in his academy pants. She traced the outline of his rock-hard, wrist-thick 12-inch cock, feeling it throb under her touch.

"My Lord... you’re so hard already..." she whispered breathlessly, her tsundere mask cracking further. Her fingers worked quickly, unbuckling his belt and opening his pants with practiced ease. She pulled his massive length free, the heavy 12-inch shaft springing out, veins pulsing, the thick head already glistening.

Aiden groaned in pleasure, still fingering her deeply. "That’s my good girl, Selva. On your knees. I want that naughty, sloppy mouth of yours."

Selvara glared up at him with flushed cheeks, but there was clear hunger in her eyes. "Hmph... Bossy pervert... Fine. But only because you’re so annoyingly hard... baka." She gracefully dropped to her knees on the floor of the storage room, the short plaid skirt riding up around her hips and the garter straps stretching taut against her thick thighs. Her massive breasts strained obscenely against the black-and-pink corset as she leaned forward.

Without hesitation, she wrapped her soft hands around the base of his enormous cock — still not fully encircling its girth — and dragged her tongue along the underside in one long, wet stroke. She knew every inch of him intimately. Her lips parted wide, taking the thick head into her warm, wet mouth with a lewd slurp. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, then pushed forward, slowly but steadily swallowing more and more of his length.

"Fuck... Selva..." Aiden groaned, one hand tangling gently in her long silver-white hair.

She took him deeper, her throat relaxing completely from experience. With practiced ease, she slid inch after inch down her esophagus until her nose pressed against his abdomen, the entire 12-inch monster buried to the hilt. Her throat bulged visibly around his thickness. She held there for a moment, eyes watering slightly but filled with defiant arousal, before pulling back with a wet, gasping pop, strings of thick saliva connecting her pouty lips to his cock.

"Baka... It’s so big... always stretches my throat so much..." she panted, voice husky. Then she dove back in, this time with messy enthusiasm. Loud, sloppy sounds filled the small room — gluck, gluck, gluck — as she bobbed her head rapidly. Saliva dripped down her chin, onto her corset and massive cleavage. She used every trick she knew: swirling her tongue around the sensitive head, sucking on his heavy balls, deepthroating him repeatedly until her throat convulsed around him, and stroking the base with both hands in perfect rhythm.

Aiden’s hips bucked slightly, fucking her face with controlled thrusts. "That’s it, Selva... Such a good little gothic slut for me. Look at you in that cute outfit, choking on my cock like you were made for it."

"Mmmph—! Mmm! Hmph... Idiot...!" Selvara tried to curse around his shaft, the vibrations sending pleasure shooting through him. She pulled off briefly, gasping for air, her face a mess of saliva and smeared lipstick-like markings. "Perverted Lord... treating me like this... but... I love how you throb in my throat... baka..."

She immediately took him back down, even sloppier this time. Her head moved faster, tongue working the underside while she hummed and moaned around him. One hand slipped between her own thighs, fingering herself as she worshipped his cock, the wet sounds of both her mouth and her pussy echoing together.

Aiden watched the erotic sight — his proud, tsundere wife on her knees in the revealing gothic-lolita outfit, horns curving elegantly, breasts jiggling with every bob of her head, skirt flipped up, ass still marked with his handprint. He groaned deeply, guiding her head with one hand while the other reached down to grope her exposed tits, pulling them free from the top of the corset so they bounced heavily.

Selvara’s eyes rolled back slightly in pleasure as she deepthroated him again and again, her throat constricting expertly around his length. She knew exactly where to press her tongue, how to swallow around him, and how to use her hands on the parts she couldn’t fit — though with practice, she could take every inch.

"Selva... fuck, you’re perfect," Aiden growled, his climax building. "Gonna cum down that pretty throat..."

She moaned eagerly in response, doubling her efforts. Her sloppy, noisy blowjob grew even more intense — wet gagging sounds, desperate sucking, saliva everywhere. Her free hand massaged his balls lovingly while she forced herself all the way down, holding her breath as her throat milked him rhythmically.

With a deep groan, Aiden came hard, flooding her throat and esophagus with thick, hot ropes of cum. Selvara swallowed greedily, not wasting a drop, her eyes locked on his in tsundere defiance and devotion even as she choked on the sheer volume.

When he finally pulled out, she gasped for air, a few stray strands of cum dripping from her lips onto her heaving breasts. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, glaring up at him cutely.

"Hmph... Baka... You came so much again... Idiot husband... Are you satisfied now? Or do I have to keep sucking this stupidly big thing until you change my clothes back...?"

Aiden was still breathing hard from the intense climax, his chest rising and falling as he looked down at Selvara’s flushed, messy face. Strands of white hair stuck to her sweat-dampened skin, her lips swollen and glistening with saliva and remnants of his cum. His hand remained tangled gently in her long hair, possessive even now.

"Get over to that wall and bend over for me, Selva," he growled, voice low and commanding, his 12-inch cock already twitching back to full hardness at the sight of her on her knees in that sinful gothic-lolita outfit.

Selvara bit her lower lip, looking up at him with a seductive, half-lidded stare that betrayed her tsundere nature. Despite the deep blush staining her cheeks and the way her massive breasts heaved in the tight corset, she slowly rose to her feet. The short plaid skirt fluttered down just enough to teasingly cover her ass again as she walked over to the wall with deliberate, swaying steps.

She placed both hands flat against the cool surface for support, arching her back and pushing her plump ass out toward him. Looking back over her shoulder with an angry yet impossibly cute expression, she snapped, "B-Baka... Come over here already and fuck me... You pervert."

As if her body had a mind of its own, she wiggled her ass invitingly. The ridiculously short skirt rode up immediately, fully revealing her soaked black panties clinging to her puffy, dripping folds and the bright red handprint still glowing on her right ass cheek.

Aiden chuckled darkly, stalking toward her like a predator. His eyes were locked on her presented rear — the way the pink bows on the garters stretched against her thick thighs, the heart-shaped chains swaying, and the obscene way the corset cinched her waist above those wide, fertile hips. His cock stood rock-hard again, veins pulsing.

SLAP!

His palm came down hard on her left ass cheek this time, the sound echoing sharply in the small storage room.

"KYAA—! Don’t do that... If you do, I’ll...!" Selvara cried out cutely, her body jolting forward against the wall, massive breasts squishing against her arms.

Aiden grinned, rubbing the stinging flesh. "You’ll what? Moan so hard that people outside will hear you? That’s bad... Really bad, Selva."

He grabbed both of her plump ass cheeks hard, spreading them wide and kneading them possessively. "Then you have to just stay silent."

Selvara hissed over her shoulder, voice trembling with arousal. "You know I can’t stop my voice, you idiot... Baka... Perverted Lord...!"

Aiden chuckled, using one hand to pull her soaked panties aside. The thick, wrist-thick head of his cock rubbed teasingly up and down the slick ravine between her ass cheeks, bumping against her dripping entrance and swollen clit.

Selvara looked forward, bracing herself against the wall as she panted, "Just tell me when you gonna— Ahhh?!"

Before she could finish, Aiden thrust forward powerfully. His massive 12-inch cock speared into her pregnant pussy in one smooth, relentless stroke, stretching her tight walls obscenely wide and slamming all the way to the very back of her womb. The bulge of his shaft was visible through her lower belly thanks to the corset’s tight cinch.

"Nngh—! You jerk...!" Selvara moaned loudly, her head falling forward against the wall. Her legs shook, but she pushed back against him instinctively, greedy for more.

Aiden growled in satisfaction, gripping her hips hard. "This pregnant pussy is still so fucking tight, Selva. Even after carrying my child... it grips me like it never wants to let go."

He started thrusting with deep, powerful strokes — pulling back until only the head remained inside, then slamming back in to kiss her cervix repeatedly. The wet, lewd plap-plap-plap of his hips meeting her plump ass filled the room, her short skirt bouncing uselessly around her waist.

---

END OF Chapter : 487 : ARE YOU SATISFIED NOW?

---