Chapter 653 - Taking the Mommy in different positions
His pelvis slammed against her thick ass, the pale flesh meeting her dark skin, the impact sending ripples through her cheeks. Her enormous tits swung forward, the heavy mounds bouncing against her chin, the dark nipples scraping the sheets. He gripped her wide hips and hammered.
PAH PAH PAAH! PHACCK!
"HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!! OUNGH~!!"
Her ass clapped back against him with each thrust — the thick, heavy flesh rippling, the cheeks deforming around his pelvis, the dark skin jiggling. Her hairy pussy was stretched around his shaft, the lips pulled taut, the arousal spraying with each impact.
’His cock — from behind — it goes deeper — the angle — it hits the front wall — that spot — that place — my husband never — he never found — THAT SPOT — right there — right — OH —’
PAH! PAAH! PHACCK!
"HAAIYAANGH~!! NIEENGH~!! AAANGH~!!"
He grabbed her hair. Pulled. Her head came back, her grey eyes wide, her sharp face contorted. Her enormous tits swung upward, the heavy mounds heaving, the dark nipples pointing at the ceiling. Her back arched.
"You’re taking my cock," he said. "The wife of the Xu family. Respected. Wealthy. Taking a god’s cock from behind like a bitch."
"I’m — I’m not —" she sobbed, the tears running down her flushed face. "I’m — I don’t — I can’t —"
PAH PAH PAAH! PHACCK!
"OUNGH~!! HNNNGH~!! HIEKK~!!"
"You can," he said. "You are. And your cunt is gripping me like it never wants me to leave."
It was true. Her pussy walls — swollen, stimulated, the divine qi sensitizing every nerve — were clenching around his shaft in desperate, involuntary pulses. Each thrust drove a fresh wave of qi through her body, and her dantian — the forming dantian, the mortal-becoming-cultivator dantian — spun faster.
Against the wall.
He pulled out. Grabbed her hair. Dragged her from the bed. Her thick body stumbled — her enormous tits swinging, her legs weak, her grey eyes unfocused. He pushed her against the wall. The wooden surface was cool against her bare back. Her enormous tits were pressed between their bodies, the dark nipples grinding against his chest.
He lifted her. One arm under her thick thigh, her leg hooked over his elbow. Her hairy pussy was exposed — swollen, wet, gaping. He positioned his cock and entered.
PAH!
"AAANGH~!!"
Her back hit the wall with each thrust. The wooden boards creaked. Her enormous tits bounced between them — crushed against his chest, then released, then crushed again. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his golden skin. Her grey eyes were wide, wet, unfocused.
PAH PAH PAAH! PHACCK!
"HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!! OUNGH~!!"
’The wall — my back — hitting the wall — each thrust — his cock — so deep — my body — I can’t — my legs — I can’t support — he’s holding me — using me — I’m just — I’m a hole — I’m a hole for his cock —’
"Look at me," he said.
She looked. Her grey eyes met his gold-crimson ones. Her sharp face was flushed. Her full lips were parted. Her enormous tits were heaving.
"Tell me to stop," he said.
She opened her mouth. "I —"
She couldn’t say it. The word wouldn’t come. Her mouth formed the shape. Her tongue moved. But the sound — the word "stop" — died in her throat, strangled by the heat in her belly, the qi in her meridians, the throbbing of her clit against his shaft.
"That’s what I thought," he said.
He fucked her harder against the wall.
PAH PAH PAH! PAAAH! PHACCK!
"HAAIYAANGH~!! NIEENGH~!! AAANGH~!!"
On the floor.
He pulled out. She fell. Her thick body hit the wooden floor with a thud, her enormous tits bouncing against her chest, her wide hips hitting the boards. Before she could move, he was on her — his body over hers, his cock pressing against her pussy.
He entered. Missionary on the floor. Her back against the hard wood, her enormous tits flattened between them, her thick thighs wrapped around his waist — involuntarily, her legs locking behind his ass, pulling him deeper.
PAH! PAH! PAAH!
"OUNGH~!! HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!!"
She was crying. The tears ran down her temples, into her hair, onto the wooden floor. But her legs were locked around him. Her hips were moving — rising to meet his thrusts, her thick body undulating, her enormous tits pressing against his chest.
"Please — slow down —" she sobbed. "Please — I’m begging — you’re too deep — too fast — my body can’t —"
PAH PAH PAAH! PHACCK!
"HAAIYAANGH~!! NIEENGH~!! AAANGH~!!"
Her cultivation base was forming. Qi Refining. The golden light flickered in her dantian — faint, new, but present. Her meridians were opening, the divine qi flowing through her body, the transformation beginning. She could feel it — the warmth, the spinning, the new energy sitting in her lower abdomen alongside the cock that was creating it.
’Something — something is happening — my body — I feel — strong — the pain is — fading — the pleasure is — increasing — every thrust — the qi — it’s making me — making my body — I can feel my skin — tightening — my muscles — my — my cultivation — I’m becoming —’
PAH PAH PAH! PAAAH! PHACCK!
"OUNGH~!! HNNNGH~!! HIEKK~!!"
Seated — on his lap, facing him.
He sat on the floor, his back against the bed. She was on his lap — her thick body straddling him, her enormous tits pressed against his chest, her hairy pussy impaled on his cock. Her thick thighs were on either side of his hips, her legs folded beneath her.
He wasn’t moving. He was still. His hands rested on her wide hips, his pale fingers sinking into her dark flesh.
"Move," he said.
She moved. Her thick body rose — her enormous tits lifting, the heavy mounds pulling away from his chest — and fell. Her cunt swallowed his cock, the shaft disappearing into her swollen, hairy pussy. The lips stretched, the arousal ran down his balls.
PAH.
"Ungh~!" she gasped. Her hands gripped his shoulders. Her grey eyes were half-closed. "I — I can’t — my legs —"
PAH.
"Hnng~!"
He reached between them. His fingers found her clit — the swollen, red nub — and rubbed. The sensation was electric — the direct stimulation on her most sensitive spot, combined with the cock filling her cunt, combined with the divine qi flooding her body.
"AAANGH~!!" Her back arched. Her enormous tits heaved. "What — what are you — my — that’s my —"
He rubbed faster. His thumb ground against her clit, the nub deforming under the pressure. Her hips bucked — involuntarily, her body responding, her cunt clenching around his shaft.
"NO — STOP — IF YOU KEEP — I’LL — I’M GOING TO —"
"Cum," he said.
She came.
Her body convulsed. Her enormous tits heaved, the dark nipples pointing. Her cunt clenched around his cock — the walls contracting in desperate, rhythmic pulses, the muscles milking, squeezing. Her thighs locked around his hips. Her back arched. Her grey eyes rolled back.
"AAANGH~!! AAANGH~!! AAAAANGH~!!!"
Her pussy sprayed. The fluid erupted from around his shaft, the jet hitting his pelvis, running down his thighs, pooling on the floor. Her body shook — the orgasm ripping through her, every nerve firing, every meridian blazing with divine qi.
’My cultivation — it’s — Qi Refining peak — I’m — Foundation — I can feel it — the breakthrough — my dantian — it’s condensing — I’m — I’m becoming a cultivator — while cumming on a god’s cock —’
She collapsed against his chest. Her enormous tits were mashed against his muscles, the dark nipples raw. Her thick body was trembling, aftershocks running through her. Her grey eyes were closed. Her breath came in short, desperate gasps.
He wasn’t done.
He grabbed her hips. Lifted her. Dropped her.
PAAAH!
"AAANGH~!!"