Chapter 145: Miyune (5)

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Miyune (5)

Although my breath was still rapid and sweat had not yet dried on my skin, the competitive blood within me flared back up immediately. Not giving Miyune a chance to take back the initiative or move away from me, I gripped her slender waist tightly with both hands, using my final ounce of strength to flip her flat onto her back against the mattress.

The large, veiny phallus inside her vulval cavity hadn’t even softened or slipped out yet. Thanks to the thick, blended lubricating fluids from the recent climax, the shaft retained its full rigidity, scorching heat, and deep, hilt-deep placement inside the trembling walls of flesh.

Pressing myself down over her, I leaned close to her ear with a provocative and domineering gaze:

"Come on... let me teach someone else’s lewd wife a lesson."

Hearing that possessive and arrogant remark, far from getting angry, Miyune threw her head back and chuckled triumphantly. Her eyes flashed with extreme provocation, her parted lips replying:

"Do you really have what it takes, you insolent brat?"

Without needing any further words in response, I thrust my hips, unleashing the most brutal and powerful strokes possible. The phallus rubbed frantically against the plump vulval walls, producing lewd, squelching sounds that echoed throughout the room.

Struck by the sudden flip and the violent thrusting rhythm, Miyune not only didn’t show weakness but grew even more frenzied. She immediately wrapped both arms around my neck, pulling me close until our chests pressed together without a single gap. At the same time, her long legs, encased in vibrant red fishnet stockings, locked tightly around my waist, using strong force as leverage to assist the powerful hip thrusts from both sides.

The seamless support from her legs made the amplitude and angle of the thrusts deeper than ever, directly plowing and rubbing against every sensitive spot inside her body. Miyune threw her head back, her hair scattering across the crumpled bedsheets while her lips continuously emitted lewd, broken moans of overstimulation:

"~Aghm... ughm... that’s right... fuck me hard right there... ahhh... feels so good...!"

Rapid strokes, the sound of colliding flesh clapping loudly, mixed with choked moans.

Every continuous hip pump delivered a numbing sensation straight to the marrow, racing from my spine up to my brain. Every time I gathered force for a hard forward thrust, the massive, veiny phallus sank to the hilt, pushing deep into the suffocatingly hot vulval cavity. The sensation of sliding along every inch of depth of the plump, fluid-drenched walls of flesh made my entire body shudder from overwhelming stimulation. The slippery, slimy mixture of sweat and fluids clung tightly to the shaft, generating a scorching friction that felt agonizingly numb.

Then, as I slowly pulled my hips back, drawing the phallus out almost to the entrance before slamming back in, every single vein on the shaft trembled faintly in the passing cool air, before being swallowed back down into the roaring furnace inside her body. The rhythmic repetition drove the heat in the room to skyrocket by the second, turning each in-and-out stroke into an endless, rolling wave of ecstasy.

Panting in broken intervals, I leaned down to look straight into her lust-hazy eyes and chuckled in a raspy voice:

"Your pussy really squeezes tighter by the day..."

Hearing that, Miyune laughed triumphantly, her gaze brimming with provocation and defiance from someone completely in control of the game:

"Of course... because it knows damn well that your cock only belongs right here..."

While our thrusts maintained high intensity and power, I leaned down close to Miyune’s sweat-drenched face, my deep voice carrying a domineering and provocative declaration right beside her ear:

"If you were my wife, I’d fuck you all day... and then leave my dick buried deep inside your pussy forever, never taking it out."

Hearing those intensely possessive words touching upon such a sensitive status, Miyune’s expression froze for a fraction of a second. Annoyance and anger flashed across the depths of her eyes, as it struck right at the boundary she always tried to ignore during this game. Even though her chest heaved with irritation, her professional instincts and competitiveness quickly forced her to mask her true emotions.

Suppressing her annoyance, Miyune replaced it with a deeply lewd, intensely defiant smile:

"Aghm... Is that so? Then... why don’t you do it right now today... uhhhh..."

That bitter yet seductive challenge served as the spark igniting the competitive fire within me. I roared, abandoning all final restraint and pouring all my physical strength into fucking her hard and deep. Every brutal stroke felt like it would tear apart all limits, making Miyune throw her head back in a scream of overflowing bliss:

"~Agh... amazing... fuck me harder...!"

Without hesitating for another second, I lunged forward, burying my face straight into her heaving, full breasts. Her thighs still locked tightly around my waist, providing a sturdy footing for me to run wild.

I took her soft breasts entirely into my mouth, using both lips and tongue to suck, grind, and bite continuously against the sensitive flesh. My tongue rubbed directly against the erect, swollen nipple, producing wet, lewd smacking sounds that blended with our heavy, broken pants in the stifling atmosphere of lust.

Down below, my hip rhythm maintained its frantic speed, continuously driving deep into the breathlessly contracting vulva. The sensation of being squeezed and sucked at the chest while frantically plowing deep inside left my brain completely numb.

Ambushed heavily at both ends of her body, Miyune still maintained her familiar arrogance. Throwing her head back to press her face against the bedsheets, her hands lightly clawed at my sweat-drenched back as she teased provocatively from above:

"What’s wrong, honor student? Already craving a married woman’s breasts so much you have to suckle like a baby this early? Looks like you’re still green..."

Hearing those deeply wounding taunts, the competitive blood and lust surging in my chest made me completely lose my reason. The phallus below twitched repeatedly, unable to hold back as I blurted out in a delirious state:

"Amazing... damn it, my cock is completely out of control around you..."

With that, I tightened my arms around Miyune’s body, burying my burning face deep into the soft cleavage, inhaling the scent of sweat mixed with rich ecstasy. Beneath the bunny outfit and fishnet stockings, her body pressed against mine every single centimeter, creating a suffocating bond.

Yet deep beneath that lewd exterior and triumphant smile, the reality was entirely different. Having to cooperate and ride along with this frantic intensity was actually a defensive mask she was forced to wear. For Miyune, forcing herself to endure and enjoy this high-intensity coitus with someone other than her husband was merely a way to protect her marriage, preventing any boundary from being completely shattered. No matter how superior my phallus was or how much ultimate pleasure it brought, deep down she stubbornly rejected it, even feeling a sense of disgust toward this feeling of being controlled.

Outwardly, however, to sustain the game and conceal that silent resistance, Miyune still wrapped her arms around my back, wearing a provocative, triumphant smile:

"That’s right... feels good, doesn’t it? Keep fucking... ahh..."

Gritting her teeth, she used all the strength from her slender legs wrapped tightly around my waist as leverage, pushing her hips upward to meet every thunderous thrust, continuing this tense, agonizing game of power.

The overwhelming pressure from peak impact intensity and the suffocating embrace of the internal flesh pushed the nervous system’s final endurance limits aside. Every muscle in my body tensed, the deeply embedded phallus twitching violently with every brutal pulse as a hoarse, choked roar escaped me:

"I can’t hold on any longer...!"

At that exact moment, my prostate exploded with violent intensity. Torrents of thick, lava-hot semen erupted massively from the base of the shaft, shooting straight into the deepest corners of the widening uterine cavity. The warm liquid filled every space, overflowing and trickling down through her thighs, blending completely with the existing lubricating fluids to form a wet, lewd mixture.

Struck by the scorching heat and powerful spray across her most sensitive points, Miyune shuddered violently. Even though deep down she was desperately acting the part, putting up a lewd facade to safeguard her marital boundaries and hide her underlying resistance, her surface expression was entirely consumed by the storm of ecstasy. Throwing her head back, her hair scattering across the crumpled sheets, her hazy eyes looked down at my face before she chuckled triumphantly.

Her voice carried the sharp, teasing, victorious tone of someone holding the winning hand:

"You came before me again... looks like you’re still a rookie, honor student. You’ve lost to me by another step..."

Miyune pressed both hands against my chest, her body still heaving rhythmically after the climax that had just passed, the corners of her lips curling into a defiant smile as she looked straight into my eyes, teasing with sweet yet devastatingly sharp words:

"Still have energy, boy? Looks like you’ve squeezed out your very last drop of vitality..."