Chapter 166 - 165: Stella Looking For Love 6

Chapter 166: Chapter 165: Stella Looking For Love 6

"Ngh... but please, let me take a breather... ahnn, ahnn, I’m completely losing my mind..."

"Don’t you love getting fucked hard, Sister? Most of the women who crave more usually beg for an intense, relentless session, you know?" Owen murmured softly, leaning down to press a warm kiss onto her sweaty forehead. His lower belly was burning; he was right on the precipice of cumming.

It was finally time to flood her depths with everything he had.

"Ahn, ahnn... I’m completely new to this kind of intensity! My pussy can’t handle the massive size of your dick, Owen... Ehnn, I’m going utterly crazy..." she whimpered, feeling her mind going entirely blank. Her sanity vanished straight into the gutter as all twelve inches of his thick shaft remained buried deep within her tight canal.

"So you’d prefer sweet, gentle lovemaking over rough pounding, Sister?" Owen asked, genuinely intrigued. It was his very first time encountering a mature woman who explicitly begged for a slow, passionate, lingering burn rather than a rough workout.

What a refreshing change of pace, he thought to himself. I guess not all mature women want to be handled so aggressively.

"Nghn... ahn, ahnn... Yes," Stella confessed, burying her face into his chest and lightly sucking on his skin. "I want slow, deliberate lovemaking... I want to savor every bit of this burning heat at a much gentler pace..."

"Then I’ll release my load inside you first," Owen purred softly, his hips twitching against her entrance. "Heh, I need to pump every drop of my seed deep into your womb..."

"Yes, please do..." Stella agreed without a second thought, her body clinging tightly to his frame.

"Then accept my seed, Sister!"

Spurt! Spurt! Spurtt!

A massive, pulsating volley of thick, hot semen shot straight into her tight pussy, filling her stretched womb to the absolute brim for the very first time in her life.

"Nghn, ahn... I can feel my womb getting completely filled with your hot cum, Owen..." Stella moaned in bliss, shuddering as the sheer warmth of his release flooded her deepest interior.

"I’m planning to get you pregnant—to make you bear my child in the near future, Sister. You’re completely okay with that, right?"

"Yesh... I don’t care about anything else anymore. Eheh, as long as it’s my sweet little boy’s baby... Please, make me your woman completely."

"You keep calling me your ’little boy,’ Sister, but I’m far taller and bigger than you now," Owen teased, his fingers reaching up to pinch and twist her sensitive, rosy nipples until they flushed a deep crimson.

"You will always be my little boy... ahnn, no matter how many years pass us by..."

"Even while I’m fucking you completely brainless right now, Sister?"

"Yes... ahnn. I don’t care about any of that... You’ll always be my boy..."

"So that means I can suck on your sweet milk in the future then, Sister," Owen chuckled, leaning down to greedily suckle on her dark, erect nipples. Unfortunate as it was, there was no sweet milk flowing from her lush, heavy melons just yet.

"Nghn... ahh, ahnn, ahn... You’re sucking on my breasts so eagerly, even though there’s no milk yet... How can you say such embarrassing things...?"

"Heh, because I’m your spoiled little boy, of course. So what? Give me your formal permission right now, Sister. I want to hear the words come directly out of your mouth."

"Nghn, ahn, ahn... O-okay! I give you full permission to suck on my nipples whenever I start lactating!" Her sweet, uncontrolled moans echoed loudly, carrying straight through the thin walls and into the neighboring rooms where the rest of the waiting beauties were listening, anxiously anticipating their own turn.

"That will be absolutely wonderful, Sister," Owen smiled with deep satisfaction. "As a reward for giving me such a special promise for the future... I’ll let you choose whichever position you want to try next."

Owen was thoroughly pleased that she had formally yielded to his request. Though he hardly needed her permission to claim her divine breasts, hearing her agree willingly made the prospect infinitely sweeter.

Ahh, it really would be a paradise on earth if all these mature beauties let me suckle on their tits whenever I wanted. I could drink liters of sweet, fresh milk every single day... What a incredible life, Owen mused to himself. He could never forget the heavenly taste of Arielle’s milk, and he was willing to bet his very life that every single mature beauty possessed her own distinct, intoxicating flavor.

"Now you’re acting like an actual infant..." Stella teased softly, resting her cheek against his shoulder. "I’m starting to worry whether my future child will even have enough milk left for them..."

"Of course they will. Don’t worry about a thing, Sister."

As the old saying goes... father always comes first, Owen thought with a dark, amused smirk, uttering a silent apology to his unborn legacy. Hehe, sorry to my future kids, but I’ll be enjoying your mother’s sweet milk long before you ever get the chance! Father arrived first, so he gets the early bird special.

"Nghn, ahn, ahnn... I wonder if you’ll actually follow through with that promise."

"Of course I will; I’m a very caring, attentive man, Sister. Don’t worry about a thing."

"As for the position... I’m so grateful that you’re giving me the choice..." She paused, her cheeks turning a deep shade of crimson as she hesitated. "How about... the c-cowgirl position?"

"Oh? So you want to take control and act like the boss here, Sister?"

"I didn’t say that at all... I just really wanted to try riding on top for once so I can actually breathe properly..." she explained softly, her eyes darting downward.

Owen had finally stopped hammering his hips into her, allowing a thick stream of white semen mixed with her clear arousal to overflow from her tight canal, dripping down her inner thighs and soaking into the mattress below.

"Hehe, so you’re really not into wild, rough sex, Sister?"

"I’ve been thinking about it... but for now, a simple, deeply affectionate lovemaking session would be the absolute best. I just want to feel more of your love..."

"Then I won’t hesitate for a single moment to grant your wish," Owen replied warmly. He leaned back against the headboard, propping a soft pillow behind his neck so he could enjoy an unobstructed view of her massive, heavy breasts bouncing up and down in front of him.