Chapter 164: Shilia (9)

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Shilia (9)

I reached out with both hands, tightly gripping Shilia’s milk-white thighs, and yanked her closer. My massive, throbbing shaft, swollen and rigid to the point of showing bulging veins, was aimed straight at her opening. Without a moment’s hesitation, I poured all my strength into a single, decisive thrust, driving the entire length of the penis deep inside her fluid-slicked vaginal cavity.

The powerful thrust made Shilia’s body jolt, her arched back leaning backward as a shriek of moans filled with both ecstasy and resentment escaped her lips:

"Ahh... be a little gentle... you bastard..."

I exhaled a long sigh of satisfaction as I fully felt the warmth, softness, and smoothness of her vaginal walls once again.

"Your pussy is always so amazing and tight like this, Shilia."

Shilia furrowed her brow, wrapping her slender legs around my waist as a natural reflex, glaring straight into my face with deep irritation:

"My husband has been busy away on a business trip for a whole week now, hardly even bothering to touch me once... that’s why my pussy is still this sensitive and intact."

She gritted her teeth, venting her fury:

"Yet time and time again you fuck me so brutally and ruthlessly like this, you truly are a beastly devil."

I let out a low chuckle, leaning my face close to her, exhaling scorching heat against the nape of her neck:

"Haha, why are you blaming me. I’m simply enthusiastically taking your husband’s place to use and care for it properly."

Shilia looked annoyed, yet her body instinctively shifted, gently adjusting her hip amplitude to embrace and adapt more deeply to the giant shaft inside:

"In that case... just fuck me gently, don’t go acting crazy and wild."

As I rhythmically pumped my hips, I lowered my head, pressing my lips in kisses all the way from her chin down to her milk-white neck, greedily inhaling her body scent:

"Of course I’ll do as you wish... alright?"

Hearing those words combined with the steady rhythm of thrusts and withdrawals, Shilia bit down hard on her lips, her face flushed red as pleasure began to surge:

"Fucking like this... feels so good... I’m about to lose control of myself..."

I began accelerating my hip pacing. Thanks to the leftover fluids and essence from the previous round, my shaft slid smoothly and effortlessly inside the vagina. Yet, after just a few strokes, her tender vaginal walls, driven by their initial greedy and wild instinct, automatically contracted and squeezed every fiber of my flesh.

"~ Ahhm... your cock always fucks so amazingly it drives me crazy..."

In the intoxication of ecstasy, driven by the primitive reflex she usually performed with her husband whenever reaching a climax, Shilia abruptly reached out and forcefully pulled my head down. Both of us paused for a fraction of a second in surprise, but then our lips quickly locked together in a passionate, deep, and debauched kiss right in the middle of the small room.

I slowly broke away from the passionate kiss, staring straight into her drowsy eyes, blurred by mist from lust, and spoke in a teasing, low tone:

"How is it? Did that feel amazing to you, my lustful wife?"

Hitting right on her weak spot and persistently mocking her, Shilia grew so infuriated that her eyebrows knitted tightly together. She bit her lip to show clear displeasure, trying to use her most resentful tone to retort:

"~ Uhm... I... I didn’t feel good at all, you bastard..."

I smirked, exposing her:

"Then why has your mouth been groaning nonstop this whole time?"

Shilia frantically denied it, her body writhing continuously to the rhythm of the thrusts:

"That... that’s not me saying it voluntarily... uhm... fuck a bit softer... too deep..."

To heighten the stimulation, I shifted my center of gravity, sliding my body slightly upward. Changing this angle meant that every single one of my hip thrusts no longer followed the usual diagonal path, but instead plunged directly and perpendicularly straight into the deepest abyss of her vagina.

The colossal shaft punched straight through the flesh walls, continuously colliding and slamming head-on straight into her swollen cervix. The intense, dead-center feeling made Shilia nearly faint, the surging peak of pleasure forcing her to tilt her head back and scream out choked moans:

"I told you to fuck gently... don’t thrust so deep... ahh..."

I continued teasing, leaning close to her ear to whisper:

"I notice every time you moan you use such lustful words, you must secretly love it deep down, right?"

Struck right where it itched yet overflowing with grievance, Shilia reached her hands backward, sinking her sharp fingernails into my bare back, scratching viciously as if wanting to vent all her hatred:

"Shut your mouth and just fuck me! I curse you to die..."

Unbothered by the curses, I began unleashing my instincts, directly pushing the speed of thrusting and withdrawing higher.

Due to the massive, thick volume of semen from previous ejaculations still lingering inside, combined with the continuous natural secretion of lubricants and the rapid pacing of friction, the opening of her vagina now presented a wildly lustful sight. After each rapid cycle of hip thrusts in and out, the mixture of semen and fluids was whipped up into a frothy white foam covering her inner thighs and opening, looking thoroughly filthy and debauched.

Shilia felt too ashamed to look me in the eye, burying her flushed face deep into my chest, groaning wordlessly:

"~ Auhm... mm... slow down... why do you always fuck so brutally and crazily like this..."

I laughed loudly, pumping my hips while announcing proudly:

"You should get used to this by now. Because from now on, whenever I have free time, I’ll drop by your house to keep fucking you like this."

Shilia bit her teeth hard enough to bleed, glaring at me through sweat-matted strands of hair:

"Damn it... feels so good... uhm... you bastard... am I really just a dumping ground for your semen whenever you want?"

I threw my head back with a hearty laugh, a shudder of pleasure racing down my spine as the friction reached its peak:

"Haha, of course it’s not just that. You’re also an extremely lustful neighbor, who welcomes me enthusiastically and attentively every time I come over."

Shilia cursed right in the middle of her climax:

"Damn you..."

Yet her rebellious body completely betrayed her reason. Immediately following the curse, her mouth automatically began uttering wanton words, clinging to every rhythm of the thrusts:

"~ Mmm... feels so good... just fuck me hard like this... ahh... too deep... touching my womb repeatedly again..." Shilia moaned, surrendering to primitive instinct.

I decided to test the limit of her remaining sobriety, teasingly asking:

"How is it, does the way I fuck you satisfy you?"

Though her mouth remained buried against my chest, Shilia unconsciously uttered words standing in extreme contradiction between body and mind:

"No... uhm... slow down..."

"But... fuck me harder... ahh... driving me crazy with pleasure... you bastard..."

My relentless hip thrusts grew increasingly crazy and violent. The crisp sounds of colliding flesh echoed through the room, mingling with ragged pants and wildly lustful groans.

"~ Ahhh... bastard... just keep fucking me deep like this and I’ll die... uhm..."

I gripped Shilia’s slender waist tightly, roaring in low tones as I felt a surging wave of pleasure rolling from my spine straight up to my brain. The thrusting speed reached its ultimate limit, forcing her scorching, white-foamy vaginal cavity to strain and swallow every inch of my swelling, massive shaft.

"Alright, I’ll grant your wish right now, Shilia!"

I let out a roar, using all my remaining strength to deliver a powerful, hilt-deep final thrust straight into the deepest abyss of her womb, holding the position as I began to release.

My cock-machine twitched violently with powerful pulses, pumping thick, scalding, and overflowing streams of semen straight into the depths of her body.

Shilia tilted her head sharply backward, rolling her eyes, her hands gripping the bedsheets tight amidst supreme ecstasy:

"~ AHHH... too much... so hot... your semen is flooding my entire womb... ahh..."

Following those rapid and fierce eruptions, my rigid, swollen shaft began to subside, slowly softening and shrinking down inside the fluid-drenched vaginal cavity.

I slowly withdrew my limp penis from her body. A pool of mixed semen and fluids immediately gushed from her opening, dripping down onto the crumpled bedsheets.

Panting heavily, Shilia collapsed flat onto the bed with an exhausted, sweat-drenched body. Before she could catch her breath, I leaned down, grabbed her chin, and commanded in a superior tone:

"It’s not over yet. Get up, lick clean all the semen remaining on my penis, Shilia."

Shilia widened her tear-filled eyes, staring straight at the object that had just tortured her, and indignantly refused:

"Are you out of your mind?! Don’t even dream about it... I will never, ever do that disgusting thing!"

I coldly tightened my grip slightly on her chin, lowering my voice in a threat:

"Did you forget where your beloved son is? Or would you prefer I call him in here to witness the rest of this scene?"

Hearing mention of the child, Shilia’s outraged expression instantly froze, turning into utter grievance and helplessness. She gritted her teeth hard enough to bleed, her entire body trembling with humiliation. Though she detested me to the marrow of her bones, to protect the secret in front of her child, she had to swallow her pride and slowly pull herself up.

Shilia knelt before me, using her trembling tongue to lick away every bit, cleaning off the semen and fluids still clinging along the length of the newly shrunken shaft until it was thoroughly spotless, amidst a bitterness and humiliation beyond words.