Chapter 1379: Lean Back Into It (r-18)

Phei sat on the table first, then lay back along the wood and pulled the Goddess with him by the hips.

The Goddess did not lie down yet.

The Ashford Madam turned to face his feet, set one knee on either side of Phei’s waist, and straddled him in reverse, the long taut line of her spine toward his face, her ass settling over his cock while her teardrop tits pointed down the length of the table.

Phei held her waist and watched the Goddess reach between them, take the wet head of him, and sit.

"Ah—!"

The Goddess took him in a slow, deep swallow, reverse-cowgirl, her pussy feeding down the shaft until she was seated and her ass rested on Phei’s hips, and the full seat punched the breath out of her so hard her shoulders curled forward. From behind her Phei could see the stretched mouth of her pussy and her inner lips clinging around the base of him, the wet shine of her juice running down onto his stomach.

The Ashford Madam lifted and dropped to test the hold, and each drop made a wet slap that shuddered up through her and rippled across the full curve of her ass, while each lift dragged her inner lips outward along the shining length of him before they folded back in.

"Haah... Phei..."

The first sit left a thick sqelch as her small mouth swallowed Phei to the root, then a pah when her ass met his hips, and the Young Dragon watched that join like a man who had gotten away with the show — inner lips thin and glossy around the base, the entrance pale then flushed, wetness running down onto him.

Phei slapped her ass once to feel the seat, pah, and filled both hands with the hanging tits pointing down the table, her rolled the tight nipples while he kissed the small of the Goddess’s back.

"Nnh— Phei—"

Phei let her work that reverse seat first. His hands filled themselves with her ass and helped her up and down, then slid around and found her tits from behind, rolling both tight nipples while the Goddess fucked herself on his cock.

Goddess Fall Touch poured from Phei’s fingers into her peaks; the Ashford Madam’s head tipped forward, dark hair falling toward his knees, black eyes half-lidded as she kept the rhythm.

Phei rubbed her clit next, reaching around her hip, and the swollen peak jumped under his fingers every time the Goddess dropped and took him to the root.

"Phei—"

"I’ve got you, Goddess. Lean when you’re ready."

"Mmh... not yet— ahh—"

The Ashford Madam then lifted higher and dropped faster, then faster again, each drop a wetter pah that jolted up her spine and shook her whole body, each lift a long sqelch as her inner lips clung and turned outward along the shining shaft and folded back in around the head.

Phei slapped her ass in time with her hunger and kissed up the bow of her spine, and her teardrop tits swung into his working hands while the table creaked under them.

The Goddess did not lean at once. She stayed upright in the reverse straddle and let Phei play, one of his hands on her tit, the other on her clit, his cock punching up to meet her when she came down, and every upward punch of the Young Dragon lifted her an inch off his hips before her own weight slammed her back down onto him.

Fire bloomed through his shaft; the Ashford Madam gasped, her stomach jumping, her pussy locked around the heat; then Phei cooled it to frost and she clamped harder, a broken sound tearing out of her as she kept riding the change.

"Hnn—"

"Ahn— it’s— hot—"

"Haah— Phei— cold— gods—"

Only then did the Goddess start the lean—

She did it carefully, still full of him, her hands on Phei’s thighs first as she eased her spine backward inch by inch, teardrop tits lifting toward the ceiling as her back sought his chest. The angle changed while Phei’s cock was still buried. The head of his dick, which had been stroking straight up, now dragged along her front wall, and the Goddess’s mouth fell open because that was the G-spot, sudden and exact—

The Ashford Madam froze halfway down, still arched, still stuffed, and Phei held her waist so she would not lose the sit.

"There," Phei murmured against the approaching line of her shoulder.

"Hnn— don’t move— no— move—"

So Phei moved in short upward punches from the table while the Goddess finished the lean, each one rubbing that inner front wall and knocking a gasp loose from her chest, pah under her ass, sqelch as her pussy clung and his head dragged that hidden swell, and by the time her back met his chest she was shaking.

The Goddess lay on him with her back on top of the Young Dragon’s chest, her head fallen beside his, her tits pointed at the ceiling, her legs opened over his with his cock still buried so deep in her from below and now hooked against that hidden swell inside her.

Phei’s arm wound her waist while his other hand found her tit, and he held the Ashford Madam there, fully seated, and kissed the marked skin of her neck from underneath.

"Mmh... Phei..."

Then Phei fucked her in the lie-back—

From under her the thrusts were only short and deep; his hips rolled up off the wood, the head of his cock stroked her G-spot on every bury, and every punch from below shoved the Goddess’s whole body up his chest and dropped her back onto him, the force rolling through her in waves from her pussy to her parted lips.

Her tits shook toward the ceiling. Her inner lips clung and turned glossy on the withdraw, got pulled outward, then folded in around him when Phei fed her again.

He reached around so his one hand found her nipple, pinching and rolling, the other found her clit, rubbing in time with the upward punches — and Goddess Fall Touch ran through both until the Ashford Madam’s voice broke.

"Phei— nnh— that’s— there—"

"I know, Goddess."

"Ahh— Phei— Phei—"

Phei slapped the outside of her thigh when she tried to lift, pah, then kissed the corner of her eye from below and kept the show of them joined where he could feel it if he could not see it — the wet seal of her pussy around the root, the cling on every short withdraw, the filthy sqelch when he punched back up into that front wall.

The Goddess’s tits jumped in his hand while he played with both, nipple and clit, and murmured that he had her while the hall still laughed somewhere beyond the latch.

Then Phei made his cock hot— not a little, but a deep, blooming heat that filled her from the inside while he kept stroking that front wall—

The Ashford Madam’s back arched off his chest, her toes suddenly curled in the air, one hand slapping the table beside his head. Then the Young Dragon added the vibration; the thick shaft buzzed inside her pussy, hot and shaking against her G-spot, and the Goddess’s clit jumped under his fingers as if the tremble had traveled through her whole body.

"A-ah!"

"Fhh— Phei— I can’t—"

"Yes you can, Goddess."

Phei kept her pinned in the lie-back and hammered up into that spot, cock hot, cock vibrating, one hand crushing her tit, the other rubbing her clit in tight wet circles, and each thrust hit the spot so hard— the Ashford Madam’s heels kicked against the table and her whole body bucked on top of him.

She tried to lift off him but Phei held her waist and pulled her back down onto the vibration until she clamped and her whole body shook and a sound came out of her that the hall could have kept; then her pussy locked and fluttered, and a hard, sudden squirt broke out of the Goddess, spraying over his fingers and his stomach and the table in warm, pulsing jets while Phei kept fucking the G-spot through it.

"Nngh— ah— I’m— Phei—"

The first jet of her squirt left a wetter sqelch as her pussy gushed around the buzzing shaft, then another, and Phei slapped her ass from under the lie-back, pah, and kept the heat and the vibration and the short upward punches so the G-spot never lost him.

"Fuck— come with me," the Goddess swore toward the ceiling, hunger making her grind down faster onto the shake. "Phei— come with me— don’t you fucking stop—"

Phei did not stop, not even for a breath.

"Haah— yes— yes— Phei—"