Chaos Devourer System: My Classless Ascension

Chapter 429: Chapter 427:Rest(+18)

”Ahhhhnnggg!”

My cock’s head pushed against the back of her tight pussy, and Liz’s sharp cry ripped through the night. Every nerve in me went electric. Her swollen, wet folds grasped my cock like a steel trap, squeezing me with a hot, desperate hunger. I froze, clenching my jaw just to breathe.

I pulled back, slow, torturous inches. Flesh slid against flesh with a friction so intense it stole my breath. Her inner walls clamped down, refusing to let go, sending a wave of heat pulsing through both our bodies. When I’d drawn back until only the slick tip of my cock remained, I flipped my hips, drove forward, and buried myself all the way in.

”Ohhhh...”

Her spine arched, her hands tightening until her knuckles went white. Her thighs wrapping around me, clamping tight, as if trying to hold me inside her forever as a tremor ran through her legs.

I didn’t stop. I set a deliberate rhythm, pull back, sink deep, let her pussy bite me, then crush back in.

”Ahhh... ooohhh...”

Her moans filled the air like heavy rain, wet, raw, and relentless, the lake-turned-bed beneath churning madly as the sudden impact sent a violent shaockwave rolling through it, the night air thickeneing with the scent of sweat and sex.

”Mmmm... faster... go faster...” she gasped.

I wasn’t going to be told twice. I shifted, rising back to my full height, and hoisted her legs over my shoulders. My hands bruising the flare of her hips, anchoring her as I slammed forward.

PAHHH!

My cock drove in with a thunderous crack. Her head snapped back, a wild scream tearing from her throat. Her breasts, full and heavy, bounced violently, swaying in time with each brutal strike.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

The wet slap of skin on skin drowned out everything but our breathy gasps. Her pussy clung to me, soaking my shaft in her juices, each thrust dragging me deeper into her fierce, hungry heat.

Her thighs shook under the strain of keeping her legs high. The angle was insane, every plunge rammed into her tightest spot, every withdrawal wrenched a cry from her lips. I let go of her hips, grabbed her knees, and forced them wider, folding her in half.

I drove deep, harder than before, my cock hitting that secret spot in her vagina with a dull, satisfying thud.

”Ah! Ah!” Liz choked out. Her eyes rolling back. Her hands looking desperately for something to anchor herself to as she begged in breathless gasps, ”Right there, Dante,right there!”

Her breasts surged toward her collarbones, the dark tips stiff with arousal. With each thrust, they bounced, quivering under the sweat that coated her skin. I leaned over her, buried my face in the side of her neck, and inhaled her hot, honeyed scent. My hands cupped those heavy mounds, squeezing them, feeling her heart hammering under my palms.

”You’re so tight,” I growled in her ear. ”You’re squeezing my cock to death.”

”Then don’t stop,” she whimpered, arching her back to press her tits harder against me. ”Don’t you dare stop...”

I almost pulled out, letting the cold air hit her exposed pussy, then slammed back in with brutal force.

Pah!

The bed groaned. Her curvy rear jiggling with every hit, and her pussy clamping down on me like a vice. The wet squelch of our bodies slapping echoing around us.

”Turn around,” I groaned, pulling free, slick and loud.

Liz moaned but flipped onto her stomach, pushing up onto all fours. The view was glorious, her round ass perched high, her spine dipping low, her sweaty curves begging for punishment.

I knelt behind her, hands gripping the soft flesh of her cheeks, spreading them to reveal the glistening pink of her entrance. My cock throbbed at the sight. I lined up the head against her dripping hole and slammed in.

”HYAAAH!” she screamed into the lakebed, arms buckling before she hauled herself back up.

Every thrust carved into her core like a chisel. I held her hips tight, my fingers sinking into the plush flesh, and hammered her with a wild, unforgiving pace.

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

The mattress shook, her hair tumbled across the lakebed, and her shoulders quivered.

”Look at me,” I demanded, leaning over her arch, slipping a hand around her body to cup one bouncing breast.

She turned her head, eyes glossy, lips parted, drool on her chin. She moaned, ”It’s so deep...”

”Feel it,” I rasped, driving harder. ”Feel how much need you draw out of me, feel what you do to my cock..”

”Yes! Yes!” she cried, voice trembling. ”It’s too much... so big inside me...”

Her pussy muscles spasmed around me, squeezing my cock in irregular, punishing pulses. The friction was fire, her juices gushing with every stroke. I ground my hips, trying to hold back, but I needed more. I needed to claim her.

”On your back.,” I growled.

I slid free, the wet sound lingering. She collapsed, then dragged herself a distance from me. She lay back, legs hanging down, eyes hungry.

I stood between her thighs, grabbed her ankles, and yanked her legs up. Her hips tipped up, her pussy spread wide, begging for the final punishment. Her breasts fell heavy against her chest, dark nipples pointing to the pointing to the sky.

I lunged. No warning. Just raw force.

”AAAHHH!” she screamed in raw pleasure.

The new angle opened her up completely. I buried myself to the root in one brutal thrust that sent shockwaves through her body. My cock disappearing into her drenched tunnel.

Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!

Each strike was a sledgehammer blow to her ass. Her cheeks jiggled, her thighs rippled, and the lakebed churned even harder. She couldn’t speak. Only high-pitched gasps and strangled screams filling the night around us.

”Dante... I’m cumming... I’m... Ahhhhhh~~~”

A wet an obscene sound tore out of her as her climax struck like the tide. Her body trembling from the sensation, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.

Wet and sloshing sounds echoing out as I drove through her climax.

Her words failed. The euphoria overwhelming her psyche.

It wasn’t until her third climax that I finally felt the build up.

”Liz, I’m close,” I groaned, sweat stinging my eyes as my lower belly tightened into a knot. ”I’m going to fill your pussy.”

”Do it,” she begged through ragged breaths. ”Harder! Harder! Claim me completely!”

I stepped closer, chest to chest, and pounded her with everything I had. Each thrust pumped her body up the bed and slammed her back down. Her dripping pussy trapped my cock inside, each squeeze pushing me closer to the edge.

She clawed my arms, dug her nails into my skin, pulled herself onto my thrusts. Her eyes rolled back, jaw slack, breath gone.

”I’m cumming... ooh fuck” I warned.

She tensed, her back arching, her cunt clamping me in a hellish vice. I didn’t stop. I let go.

Splaaash!

Her pussy erupted in a hot burst of liquid, flooding my cock and the already white lakebed in her release. I shuddered as her walls convulsed around me, milking every drop of my cock.

But I wasn’t done. I held her hips down and kept fucking her through her wet gush. My own release hitting like a freight train as a scorching torrent of cum shot deep into her womb, filling her dripping pussy with thick, white pulses. I roared, pounded her body against the lakebed, emptying myself until I had nothing left.

”Ahhhhnnnggh!” She screamed, voice broken. I pinned her down, driving until my last drop spurted into her hot core.

Her fifth orgasm crashed over her like a tsunami as her thighs shook, her breasts bounced, her pussy clamping up in tight, desperate spasms. A tidal wave of her juices and my cum spilled out, painting the pristine lakebed a milky, creamy white.

We stayed locked together, trembling in a mess of sweat and fluids, as Liz for breath. My chest heaved, my breathing barely labored, my cock still buried in her warm, slick tunnel until her body finally went limp under me.

After a long moment, I eased out, letting my now relaxed length slide from her drenched pussy. Liz lay there, eyes closed, lips parted in a satisfied haze, her skin gleaming under the night sky with sweat. The only sounds were her ragged breaths and the slow drip of our combined aftermath onto the lakebed beneath us.

I rolled onto my side, pulled her close,and rested her motionless frame on my chest. Her skin still trembled under my hand. I didn’t speak. The brutal intensity of what we’d just shared still leaving traces of euphoria.

I looked down, at the smiling and peaceful expression on her face and I knew, there and then, that I’d just increased the number of things I’d need to cherish by another person.

But I wasn’t complaining. She was finally at peace. She was finally free. She was finally... mine. And if there was any way to end an adventure and begin a new one, then it was certainly in the arms of a ravishing beauty.

So, with thoughts of the adventures ahead. Of the chaos about to unfold as the curtains rise on a journey even I had no idea of, I closed my eyes.

All thoughts and excitement about the battles to come can wait, because for now, all I needed to do, was rest.

And rest, I shall.

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A/N: And that officially brings us to the end of the terra saga, for now. Up next, we explore the wider universe. The wider cosmos. And whatever else lies beyond, so, please come with me as we forge on ahead, and thank you once again for staying this long, and as always,

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Thank you for reading...

End of volume one: The Awakening.

Next up

Volume two: Rise of The Absolute.