Villains Aren't Stepping Stones!

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: Reunion 2(R18)

”Haoran... Your cock. I need it. Now.”

The plea was raw, her breath hitching with each thrust of his fingers, pussy clenching tighter as tension coiled in her belly.

Haoran groaned, withdrawing his hand just long enough to free himself—his thick cock springing out, veined shaft flushed dark, head glistening with pre-cum that beaded at the slit.

He gripped her thigh, hiking her leg higher around his hip, the position pinning her against the tree as he notched his cock at her entrance.

One hard thrust, and he buried himself to the hilt, her pussy gripping him like a vise, hot and velvety, juices easing the way as he bottomed out.

The stretch burned sweet for her, a gasp tearing from her throat at the fullness, his pubic bone grinding against her clit.

He grunted, holding still a beat to feel her pulse around him, the wet heat sucking him deeper.

Then he started moving—slow, deep rolls of his hips at first, each drag pulling a slick sound from her cunt, balls slapping lightly against her ass.

Petals stuck to their joined bodies, the tree creaking faintly under their rhythm.

Xueli’s tits bounced with each thrust, nipples grazing his chest through his open robe, sending sparks through her oversensitive skin.

She clawed at his back, urging him faster, her moans turning to cries that echoed softly in the secluded yard.

’He’s splitting me open...,’ her mind raced, lost in the building ache low in her core.

She can’t believe it. Did he get even bigger? Why does it feel much harder to take now than when she was still a virgin a year ago?

Haoran picked up pace, one hand bracing the trunk above her head, the other gripping her ass to angle her just right—hitting that spot inside with every plunge.

Sweat slicked their skin, the air thick with the tang of sex and blossoms, her pussy fluttering wildly now as orgasm neared.

”One year,” he rasped against her ear, teeth grazing the lobe. ”Have you been waiting for this, Xueli?”

”Y-Yessh~! E-Every night~!”

Haoran’s thrusts grew punishing, his cock slamming into Xueli’s sopping pussy with wet, rhythmic slaps that filled the courtyard, her arousal dripping down her thighs to pool on the mossy ground beneath the peach tree.

He hooked her other leg around his waist, lifting her fully off the earth, her back scraping rougher against the bark now—tiny pricks of pain that only heightened the blaze in her core.

Suspended like that, impaled deep, she clung to him, nails raking down his shoulders, although, it left not even a mark.

”You’re really taking it all,” he growled, voice gravelly from the strain, his hips snapping forward to grind his pelvis against her clit on every plunge.

Her tits mashed against his chest, nipples dragging raw over the coarse weave of his half-open robe, each friction sending jolts that made her walls clamp harder around his thick shaft.

’She’s so tight. It feels like she wanted to squeeze a year worth of my cum,’ he thought, the obscene stretch of her pussy visible on each withdrawal, pink folds clinging to his veined length, coated in creamy froth.

Xueli bit his collarbone, teeth sinking in hard enough to bruise an ordinary skin, showing a feral edge to her hunger that surprised even her.

”Harder..., Haoran~ don’t slow down~” she panted, the words tumbling out unfiltered, her usual demureness shattered by the relentless pounding.

Saliva slicked his skin where her mouth had been, and she licked the mark she’d surprisingly left, tasting salt and him.

Haoran laughed dark and low, the sound vibrating through his chest into her bones, then spun her around without pulling out—his cock twisting inside her, drawing a strangled yelp as he bent her over a small, and low stone nearby, the cool granite shocking against her heated belly.

Ass up now, robe hiked to her waist like a slutty flag, Xueli braced her palms on the stone’s edge, the rough edges of the stone biting into her skin.

Haoran kicked her feet wider, exposing her fully—the puckered ring of her asshole winking above her stretched pussy, juices trickling down to lube it naturally.

He spat directly onto the tight hole, the warm glob landing with a wet splat, then worked his thumb in alongside his pistoning cock.

Her eyes widened as she looked back, looking scared and uncertain, ”H-Haoran! T-That’s! That’s dirty! Don’t do—Ah~!”

”Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

The dual invasion burned, her body tensing then yielding as he stretched her ass open, thumb hooking deep while his hips battered her cunt.

”Oh gods—yes, there,” she moaned, pushing back greedily, the fullness overwhelming, her clit throbbing untouched against the bench’s edge with each brutal thrust.

The scent of her arousal hung heavy, pungent and animalistic, mingling with the earthy dampness of the stone.

’He’s fingering my ass while fucking me raw... this, I can’t believe this feel so good,’ the thought spiraled through her mind, shame and thrill twisting into a knot that yanked her closer to the edge.

Haoran leaned over her, chest to her back, one hand fisting her hair to yank her head back, arching her spine, his mouth found her ear, his breath hot and ragged. ”So? How does it feel to have your ass played around? With how you moan, you seem to enjoy it quite a lot.”

He punctuated with a sharp slap to her ass cheek—the crack echoing, skin blooming red under his palm, the sting radiating heat that made her pussy gush around his cock.

Another slap, harder, then he spread her cheeks wide, watching his thumb disappear into her ass, the sight making his balls draw tight.

She cried out, the pain blooming into pleasure, tears pricking her eyes as her body shook.

”More—mark me, Haoran. Make it hurt.” Her voice cracked, desperate, so much so that even she was surprised.

Hearing her words, Haoran happily obliged, spanking her again in quick succession—left cheek, right, alternating until both globes glowed crimson, the skin hot and tender under his rough palms.

Each impact jolted his cock deeper, her inner walls spasming wildly now, orgasm crashing through her without warning.

Her pussy convulsed, squirting hot fluid that splashed his thighs and the bench, a obscene gush that soaked them both, her screams muffled only by the thick canopy above.

”There you go, you really enjoyed getting spank huh, you naughty girl,” he snarled, riding her through it, thumb fucking her ass faster to prolong the waves.

Her release milked him mercilessly, but he held off, pulling out with a wet pop, cock gleaming with her cream.

He spun her again, forcing her to her knees on the petal-strewn grass, soft blades tickling her singed ass, as he gripped her jaw, smearing her lips with her own juices from his fingers.

”Open your mouth and taste your own juices.”

Xueli obeyed, mouth stretching wide around his pussy-slick cock, tongue lapping greedily at the salty-tangy mess, gagging as he thrust to the back of her throat.

The musky flavor flooded her senses, tears streaming now from the stretch, drool spilling down her chin onto her heaving tits.

But she didn’t cough nor gagged, she even looked up at him to see his reaction, if she was doing it right or not.

Haoran got even more aroused as he face-fucked her roughly, balls slapping her chin, hair tangled in his fist as he used her mouth like another hole.

Fuck. He cursed, the way she looked up at him was so hot it feels like he was about to explode.

But he managed to held it in as he hauled her up by the arms, bending her back over the bench facing him this time, legs splayed wide.

Her pussy gaped slightly, pink and abused, clit peeking swollen from its hood and once again, he rubbed his cockhead through the mess, teasing, then plunged back in—fucking her with short, vicious stabs that made her tits jiggle wildly.

One hand pinched her nipples viciously, twisting until she sobbed, the other snaked down to slap her clit directly—sharp, stinging flicks that had her bucking and begging incoherently.

”Come again, squirt,” he demanded, pace brutal now, sweat dripping from his brow onto her belly.

Xueli moaned in pleasure as the slaps to her clit built another peak fast, her body acting like a live wire, and she shattered again.

Her pussy clenched as another gush erupted around his pounding cock, drenching his sack and the ground.

The sight undid him, and with a guttural roar, Haoran buried deep, cock pulsing as he unloaded and thick ropes of cum flooding her womb, overflowing to mix with her squirt in a creamy mess that trickled down her ass crack.

He stayed seated inside her, grinding through the aftershocks, both panting, bodies slick and marked—bites, bruises, handprints painting her skin like badges.

Petals clung to the sweat and fluids, the courtyard reeking of their debauchery, but Haoran wasn’t finished yet.

His cock twitched, hardening again already as he eyed her trembling form.

”Round two, Xueli. On your back, and spread those legs.”