The Heart System

Chapter 675: Chapter 675

That single, illicit touch sent her completely over the precipice. A massive, devastating orgasm gripped her lower half, her cunt violently convulsing and snapping down around my rigid cock with a crushing, suffocating tightness. She squirted heavily once again, the hot fluid rushing out in a thick wave as her entire body trembled violently under the dual assault of my pounding hips and my licking tongue.

I didn’t stop. I kept my mouth buried against her armpit, lazily lapping at the sweet, sweat-slicked skin while she moaned and whimpered uncontrollably, her body completely vibrating from the sheer, overwhelming power of her climax.

After a few more heavy, pulsing strokes, I finally let go of her arm, allowing it to drop limply onto the table. I gripped her waist one last time and slowly pulled my cock out of her with a loud, wet plop.

I leaned back on my knees, panting heavily, and looked down between her open thighs. Her swollen, hyper-sensitive pussy was completely gaping, my semen and her own fluids welling up at the entrance as the inner walls continued to twitch and spasm erratically in the aftermath of her massive release.

I reached my hand out and brought it down in a couple of soft, teasing slaps directly against her wet, pulsing cunt, the wet sound echoing softly.

”Good girl,” I murmured, a dark, thoroughly satisfied smile spreading across my face as she let out a weak, submissive whimper. ”Good girl, Minne.”

I reached down and grabbed her firmly by the waist, lifting her slightly and push her body fully onto the low coffee table. Minne slid backward across the smooth wood until the back of her head was resting flat against the surface, her neck arched and her dazed, flushed face looking straight up toward the ceiling.

I stepped closer, bringing my right foot up and planting it firmly on the edge of the coffee table right next to her shoulder, looming directly over her face. My rigid, soaking wet cock throbbed violently in the cool air, casting a dark shadow over her face. Without giving her a moment to catch her breath, I guided the heavy head of my shaft directly to her lips and shoved it straight inside her mouth, bottoming out against the back of her throat.

Minne let out a muffled, choked gasp, her eyes widening in pure submission as her small hands flew up to grip my thigh for balance.

I didn’t waste any time. I locked my hand into her hair, gripping the strands tightly near the roots, and began forcefully bobbing her head up and down the length of my shaft. I established a hard rhythm, driving myself deep into her mouth until my pubic bone smashed against her chin with heavy, wet impacts.

”Take it, Minne,” I said down at her, watching her eyelids flutter as she fought her own natural reflexes. ”Suck your master’s dick like the good little maid you are. You wanted to be useful, didn’t you? Let me see how much of it you can swallow.”

Minne couldn’t answer. All that escaped her throat were thick, wet, pathetic gurgling noises as I ruthlessly crowded her mouth. I picked up the pace, going faster and pushing deeper, forcing her to take the thickest part of my shaft over and over. The feeling was absolutely incredible; she had clearly been practicing or studying, because her technique was lightyears ahead of before. Her lips were wrapped tightly around me like a warm, suffocating sleeve, and she kept her teeth completely covered, making sure not to nick or bite the sensitive skin even as I pushed her to her absolute limit.

Saliva began running rampant, overflowing from the corners of her mouth and sliding down her pale cheeks and neck, mixing with the sweat on her skin.

I suddenly pulled my hand out of her hair, freeing her head completely. The back of her head dropped the fraction of an inch to rest flat against the hard wood of the coffee table again. But I didn’t stop. Instead of using my hand to guide her, I simply braced my weight on my planted foot and began forcefully moving my hips, literally fucking her mouth from above.

Each heavy, downward push of my pelvis drove my dick deep into her throat, and the raw momentum caused the back of her head to thud rhythmically against the table surface. Thud. Thud. Thud.

The treatment was brutally rough, entirely breaking whatever innocence she had left. The sheer intensity of the friction and her own running tears caused her makeup to completely ruin, the dark mascara running down her face in messy, chaotic streaks. Saliva was everywhere, smearing across her chin, her cheeks, and coating the shaft of my cock in a thick, messy glaze. She gagged violently every time I bottomed out, her chest heaving frantically under her stained apron, her face turning a deep, dark crimson as she choked on my length.

”Fuck, Minne... you’re choking on it so beautifully,” I wheezed, my eyes narrowing as the heavy friction brought me straight to the absolute precipice. My groin was burning, a tight, explosive pressure building up rapidly in my balls. ”I’m close... I’m fucking close. Don’t you dare move.”

I was completely on the edge, the slick, tight warmth of her mouth scrambling my remaining senses.

”Take it all!” I roared.

I locked my hips forward, pinning her head flat against the table as my cock violently convulsed, exploding deep into her throat. I unleashed a massive torrent of thick, hot cum straight down her windpipe. Minne gagged instantly, her entire body stiffening as her eyes rolled back, her throat muscles convulsing in a desperate attempt to swallow the heavy load. But I didn’t pull back. I held myself deeply embedded inside her, refusing to give her air, forcing her to take rope after rope of my semen directly into her throat while her face flushed a dark, suffocating red.

Fuuuuuck.