The Heart System

Chapter 813: Chapter 813

I slapped her other cheek harder. Then I started thrusting up to meet her, pumping my hips while she rode me. The wet, filthy slap of skin filled the room. Penelope grabbed the backrest of the couch for support and began dropping herself down even harder, using the leverage to take me deeper.

”That’s it... bounce on it, you dirty slut,” I said, smacking her ass again. ”Your boyfriend has no idea his girl is next door getting her cunt wrecked. You’re dripping all over my cock like the desperate cheat you are.”

”Shut up and fuck me harder, you retard,” she shot back, still slamming herself down. ”I want to feel it in my fucking stomach. Make me cum again before he starts wondering where I went.”

I gripped her hips and fucked up into her with short, powerful strokes. Penelope suddenly smirked over her shoulder, grabbed the TV remote, and mashed a few buttons. A random upbeat karaoke track started playing. She snatched the microphone, glanced back at me with pure mischief in her eyes, and held it close to her mouth.

”You dirty girl...” I muttered, then slammed up into her even harder.

Penelope moaned straight into the mic. The amplified sound of her pleasure echoed around the small room, mixed with the wet slap of me fucking her. Every moan, every wet impact, every filthy noise was picked up and played back louder.

”Ohhh fuck... yes... just like that...” she breathed into the microphone, still bouncing on my cock. ”God, your cock feels so fucking good... stretching me open while Julian sits next door like an idiot...”

I could feel her getting closer, her pussy tightening, her movements growing more frantic. I started spanking her ass left and right without stopping, hard enough that the sharp smack sounds were clearly picked up by the mic along with her moans.

Penelope’s voice cracked. She screamed into the microphone as she came hard, gushing wetly as the orgasm tore through her. Her massive tits bounced wildly while she trembled and moaned into the mic, the amplified sounds of her climax filling the entire room. Her walls fluttered and squeezed me desperately, milking my cock as she rode out the intense waves.

The second her orgasm started to fade I lifted her off my cock, stood up, and pushed her forward over the low coffee table. Penelope caught herself on both hands, arching her back and presenting her ass to me. I dropped to my knees behind her, spread her thick cheeks with both hands, and buried my face between them.

I dragged my tongue over her tight asshole in a long, slow lick.

”Ooh... fuck yeah,” she moaned, pushing back against my face. ”Lick my fucking asshole. Lick it just like that, you fucking dog...”

She reached back, grabbed a handful of my hair, and shoved my face deeper into her ass. I licked and sucked at her hole without holding back, swirling my tongue around the rim, pushing the tip inside, sucking on it, then licking broad wet strokes over the tight ring while she kept my head pinned in place.

”That’s it... get your tongue in there, you filthy dog,” she panted. ”Eat my ass while my boyfriend is right next door. You love this shit just as much as I do...”

I kept going, tongue-fucking her asshole with messy, hungry strokes while she held me there, the karaoke track still playing and the wet sounds of me eating her ass mixing with the music.

I pulled my head back just enough to spread her thick asscheeks wider with both hands. Her tight little hole was slightly gaping from my tongue, shiny and wet. I leaned in again and pushed my tongue inside, swirling it slowly, tasting her while she pushed back against my face. After a few more deep licks I replaced my tongue with two fingers, pushing them into her asshole and working them in and out.

Penelope grabbed the microphone and held it right near her ass. The wet, filthy sounds of my tongue and fingers working her hole were picked up and amplified through the speakers.

I chuckled under my breath. ”You’re fucking evil.”

”And you fucking love it,” she shot back.

I sucked harder on her rim, then finally stood up. My cock was still soaked from being inside her pussy earlier. I rubbed the thick head up and down her tight asshole, spreading more of her wetness over it, teasing the entrance.

I pushed forward. The tip pressed against her resistant ring, but it was too tight to slip in easily.

Right then, Penelope’s phone started ringing in her pocket. She groaned in annoyance, pulled it out, and looked at the screen. Julian was calling.

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- Quest Available

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- Title: Dangerous Music

- Task: Have her answer the phone.

- Reward: x2 Sexual Encounter EXP

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- Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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I didn’t even finish reading the quest text before Penelope smirked and answered the call. At that exact moment her tight ring finally gave way, and the head of my cock sank into her burning asshole. She let out a short, strained groan, then put the phone on speaker and cleared her throat.

”Hey, where have you been?” Julian’s voice came through. ”We already started... why’s there music in the background?”

I grabbed the microphone so she could brace herself better on the coffee table, then held it close to where we were joined and pushed the rest of the way in until I was buried to the hilt. The wet, indecent sound of her ass taking my cock was clearly picked up by the mic.

”Yes, there’s... music in the restroom,” Penelope said through gritted teeth. ”I’m going to come back in a few seconds, don’t worry. Just... girl problems.”

”Dirty whore,” I whispered against her ear, then started moving.

I pulled back until only the thick tip remained inside her, then pushed all the way to the hilt again. Slow, but hard and deep. Every stroke produced a filthy, wet sound that the microphone broadcasted into the room, and straight into the phone call.

”What is that sound?” Julian asked. ”Like... I don’t know.”

”The music,” she replied, voice tight. ”Anyway, I have to go, Julian. You couldn’t wait until I was out of the restroom? What are you, some kind of idiot? Why call me?”

”I was just curious.”

”Yeah, yeah. I’m hanging up.”

”Okay, fine. Don’t get angry. I love you.”

”Love you too.”