Chapter 165 - 164: Stella Looking For Love 5

Chapter 165: Chapter 164: Stella Looking For Love 5

"Never mind that... So how about we engage in some real lovemaking now, Sister?"

"This is lovemaking... Your dick is deep inside my pussy right now, so it’s obviously lovemaking..."

"Oh, is that so? Then grab onto me tighter. I’ll show you how a real man makes love."

"Agnn... You’re lifting my entire body..."

"Yes, I am. I’m going to piston my cock into you while holding you completely in the air, Sister. Don’t you dare lose your grip, or you’ll fall." Owen locked his strong arms beneath her thighs, securing her against his torso.

"Ahnn... My late husband was never able to do anything like this..." she muttered breathlessly. A strenuous position like this was built exclusively for a man with a powerful, muscular frame—to put it simply, only a partner with immense strength could pull off a full standing-piston fuck.

"I’m plenty strong, Sister. I can execute any position you desire," Owen growled, driving his shaft back inside her. He abruptly paused his movement just short of the mark to delay her impending climax, deliberately teasing her sensitive walls.

"R-really...?"

"Yes, Sister. Why don’t you tell me all about your deepest desires? I can make every single one of them come true for you." Owen’s curiosity was piqued as he caught the eager, lustful expression sweeping across her flushed face.

"Ehmm... I’m not the kind of wild woman you’re imagining in your head, so don’t look at me like that..." Stella turned her head away shyly, far too embarrassed to voice her forbidden fetishes out loud.

"I won’t force you to confess just yet, Sister. So let’s get back to business." Owen smoothly picked up the pace once more.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Ahnn! W-what is this?! Ahh, please stop for just a moment, Owen... Ahh, I can’t breathe... Please!" Stella gasped in shock. She hadn’t anticipated that the intensity of the pleasure would instantly multiply ten times over.

It was as if her riding him earlier had merely been the tip of the iceberg. Now that Owen was taking full, aggressive control of the pace, the sensation was on an entirely different level.

Her whole world had been turned completely upside down.

"What are you saying, Sister? This is completely normal for me. Heh, did you honestly expect my cock to be shabby and shallow?" Owen tightened his iron grip around her legs, refusing to grant her even a single second to catch her breath.

He slammed his hips relentlessly against her soft frame, the coarse hair at his base brushing aggressively against her sensitive upper mound.

Damn, her tight pussy is clasping around my shaft so hard. Trying to make my cock yield to you? Heh, keep dreaming. Owen glanced down toward the mattress, watching a continuous shower of her clear juices rain down onto the sheets below.

"Nghn... ahnn, plweaasee... I... can’t... ahn, breathee..." Her mind was so thoroughly muddled by intense waves of ecstasy that she could barely articulate her words, completely surrendering her sanity to his massive length.

"What’s that? Are you begging me to stop, Sister?"

"N-no... Just let me rest for a second... Ahn, ahnn! I can’t hold my pussy back any longer! Please grant me my release... I can’t hold it in!"

"Then don’t hold your squirt back, Sister! I know you’ve been dying to let go. Heh, I was intentionally stopping my thrusts just to tease you. Now squirt to your heart’s content!" Owen refused to slow down, feeling the heavy head of his shaft repeatedly battering against her innermost depths.

It felt unbelievably soft and tight inside—though he could only vaguely gauge the terrain due to the thick flood of her nectar and the tight squeeze of her cervix wrapping around him.

No doubt about it—this canal feels as tight as a virgin’s. It’s practically resisting my girth because of how stretched out she is...

"Ngh! I’m cumming, Owen! Ahnn, please don’t look at me with disgust... My squirt is coming out!" Her legs locked tightly around his waist as her toes curled in pure ecstasy.

Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!

A torrential wave of her sweet juices gushed out, spraying directly across his lower abdomen and thighs before pooling onto the floor and soaking the mattress.

"Look at all this nectar you just released, Sister. How can you act so shy and innocent when you’re spraying such a massive flood of juices everywhere? What a total slut," Owen taunted, making his upward thrusts even more ferocious.

"Ehehh... ahnn, ahnn... D-don’t say such mean things... eheh..." She completely lost her bearings, her consciousness drifting off into a hazy paradise filled with floating hearts and stars.

"Don’t pass out on me just yet, Sister. I haven’t even released my seed deep inside your pussy, and you’re already acting like a complete mess." He easily supported her entire weight with just one powerful arm, using his free hand to deliver a sharp punishment to her bottom.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

"Nghn, ahnn... Spank me harder... I don’t know why, but I love getting spanked by you so much..."

"Just be honest with yourself and admit that you’re a shameless slut. Tell the whole world that you’re my big sister who craves a harsh spanking from her nephew."

"Eheh... I love getting spanked by my special boy... I love you so much, Owen... Kiss me. I want you to kiss me passionately... like real lovers do." Stella seductively dragged her tongue up his neck, licking all the way up to his jawline.

"I’m going to fill your womb to the brim first, so don’t worry, Sister. I’ll give you everything your body desires."

"Supp... supp. Please don’t ever leave me... I get so lonely without you..."

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"I’ll never leave you, Sister. You’ll never have to feel lonely again as long as I’m around. Stop worrying about the future and just express all your deepest longings to me. I’ll guide you into our new life together."

"I’m so happy... supp, supp... I’m so incredibly happy that you’re mine..."