Ascendant Path of a Lustful Vampire

Chapter 272: What’s hotter than...? {R-18}

Much as Caius hoped to use Arlette’s nipple in his mouth to help hide how thrust into the throes of pleasure he was, he was just bound to fail. The sensitivity increase with his cock had finally driven him to his peak and it struck him so hard that he had to release the nipple and throw his head back as he let out quite the loud groan.

The sound called Arlette’s attention and she knew already what it was announcing and sure enough, a second later, the first shot of cum hit her insides, completing what Caius’s touch on her body had started earlier.

By the time Caius began to jerk his hips as his cock spurted out copious shots of cum, Arlette climaxed for the second time that day. Her body spasmed, her muscles clamped down and the two held on to each other with the littlest of voluntary movement as they rode out the wave together.

Caius lowered his face eventually and stared into Arlette’s eyes and then he leaned forward until they touched their foreheads together. Now they both stared at each other’s mouths which were both open as they experienced the climactic pleasures while clinging so hard to one another.

For Caius, it was with his hands gripping Arlette’s asscheeks and for Arlette, it was her arms around his neck, her hands in his hair, and her inner muscles seemingly determined to never let him go.

Over and over, Caius jerked and his orgasm seemed to last forever which was more than welcome to Arlette. She felt herself getting packed with his warm seeds and while she would have preferred to have it in her mouth so she could savor the taste, this was absolutely the next best thing.

Plus, it just felt so much better to climax while having Caius inside her as opposed to clenching hard against nothing. The warmth and impactful feel of the cum shots within her also heightened the pleasure of her ongoing orgasm, increasing its duration to keep pace with Caius.

As for Caius, well, the day he ever stopped enjoying the feel of Arlette’s juices flowing powerfully through her insides to splash out against his pelvis was likely the day he died.

The lubrication given by the juices aided his involuntary cum-shooting jerks but there was also something about how the force of Arlette’s release seemed almost intent to push him out. For one thing, it made his push-back to keep his cock inside her and continue thrusting so much more fulfilling and delicious.

The simultaneous orgasmic moment lasted a good quarter of an hour and when it waned, both Caius and Arlette were heating quite hard. To the uninformed, they might appear spent but both knew they had more in them to keep going.

Arlette unlocked her legs from around Caius’s waist and touched her feet to the ground, already recovering all the energy she had spent and ready to go for round two. Or was it round three? It didn’t really matter.

She pushed Caius gently, causing him to step back two feet which dislodged his cock from her pussy and also gave her room to turn around and place her hands against the wall while arching her back to better thrust her ass at Caius in a very enticing manner.

Caius stepped just a bit closer and spent about a second gathering up Arlette’s gown—the parts that were still clinging to her upper body and the part draped over areas of her lower body—and he rolled it all up to bunch them up at her waist. Getting them out of the way so he could better run his touches all over a wider area of Arlette’s body without obstruction.

He was confident that, once released, the gown would return to an impeccable state because of how well it had been made. And if it didn’t, Arlette would surely have a change of clothes with her. And if she didn’t have one with her, she could just pop into her private residence for one.

Either way, caring for her wardrobe was not something he wanted to be bothered with at the moment. Though it was a more flimsy part of her dressing, Caius had already destroyed Arlette’s panties so the ship may as well have sailed in terms of wardrobe care.

Arlette certainly didn’t mind that he bunched up her gown. If anything, she just seductively bit her lower lip at the wall in front of her and swayed her hips from side to side to further showcase her delectable derrière.

Speaking of which, with the obstruction of the gown now gone, Caius ran a hand across Arlette’s Asscheeks while his eyes were drawn to the middle of her legs where he could see the pearly white of his seed just about to seep out of Arlette’s pussy despite how tightly she was clenching to keep it in.

Her attempt to keep the seed in and not let any drop of it out wasn’t really driven by a desire not to cause a mess because really, any mess they made during an amorous moment can and would be cleaned up. No, she wanted the seeds to remain because they felt good right where they were.

Caius stroked his fingers towards Arlette’s pussy lips and stroked across the plump wonders before pulling at them as though to help his cum flow out of Arlette’s insides even better.

”What in the gods’ names are you doing?” Arlette asked with a gasp.

”What’s hotter than an overflowing cream-pie?” Caius asked.

Arlette just rolled her eyes and Caius continued to do his spread and light stroking of her pussy lips.

”Doesn’t work that way, you know,” Arlette said, ”It’s not just going to go pouring out just because you do that.”

”Well, a man can try,” Caius said but he was indeed aware.

What was keeping the vast bulk of his seeds inside Arlette was her inner-muscle clenching and his pulling at her pussy lips wouldn’t really impact that.

He took one hand off just so he could grab the base of his cock. It was slick with the mixture of his and Arlette’s discharges and Caius used the tip to capture the thin trail of cum that had managed to escape Arlette’s confines, pushing it back in along with the head of his cock.

”Ohhh...” Arlette let out a moan and a very noticeable tremble wracked through her spine.

Releasing his cock, Caius placed his now free hand on Arlette’s ass and raised the other hand to touch her spine and trail his way down until he grabbed hold of the bunched-up gown, gripping it like reins as he pushed his pelvis forward and fed more inches of his cock into the gripping snatch.

The lubrication he had felt while he had been climaxing was still very much present here. Only it didn’t have the forceful juice splashes that would have tried to force him out of there. He was also moving voluntarily now and not being driven by orgasmic jerks so he could better appreciate the smooth entry.

Arlette’s inner muscles still clamped down insanely hard but with her so moist, there was only so much they could try to do to make entry a struggle for Caius. With every inch he got into Arlette’s snatch, the veins of his cock rubbed against her ribbed insides, leading to particularly hard groans and even more insistent arches of an already arched back.

Caius got about half of his cock inside Arlette’s gripping snatch when he leaned forward to grab one of her breasts. He used that grip to pull her a bit more upright, pushing against her body at the same time so Arlette stepped forward toward the wall in front of her while her back got so much closer to Caius’s front that he didn’t have to be leaning forward to keep his hand on her ample tit.