Chapter 90: Sora’s Breaking Point
The air in the chamber was heavy with the scent of sex and arousal as Jun shifted his weight, sliding down between Sora’s trembling thighs. He didn’t hesitate. He dove in, his tongue finding the drenched folds of her pussy with a sudden, aggressive precision.
Sora let out a loud, broken moan—“Ahhh! Jun!”—her hips bucking upward as he began to eat her. He didn’t just lick; he explored, his tongue swirling deep into her pussy walls, tasting every drop of her arousal. Squelch, slurp—the wet, messy sounds of his tongue working inside her filled the quiet room, the sound of her own lubrication making the friction audible.
Then, with a sudden, focused pressure, he locked onto her clit, sucking it into his mouth with a wet, rhythmic force.
“Haa… ahhh! Nnnngh!” Sora’s world shattered. She let out a series of high-pitched, uncontrolled cries, her head lolling back and her fingers clutching the bedsheets so hard the fabric groaned. The suction was intense, a pulsing, vacuum-like pull that sent white-hot sparks of pleasure exploding through her entire body. Sluuup, shlup—the sounds of him drinking her in were rhythmic and relentless.
The pleasure was too much, a series of light, rolling orgasms crashing over her in wave after wave. “Master… ahhh… please… I can’t take it!” she whimpered, her voice thick with desperation, her breaths coming in short, jagged gasps. “Please… nnn… fuck me… I need you inside me… now!”
Jun pulled back slightly, but he didn’t give her what she wanted. Instead, he positioned himself, rubbing the broad, pulsing head of his cock against her soaking wet entrance. He teased her, sliding it back and forth, just barely grazing her clit.
Sora let out a frustrated, needy moan. She reached down, her own fingers trembling as she spread her pussy wide open, exposing her glistening, pink center to him. “Look at me, Master… look at your little slut,” she whispered, her voice a mix of submission and raw hunger. “I’m so wet for you… please… just break me… fuck your slut!”
Jun let out a low, possessive chuckle. He positioned the head of his cock at the very entrance, but he didn’t push. He simply held it there, the hot, pulsing head of his member teasing the opening of her pussy, grazing the sensitive walls without actually entering.
“Haa… ah… please…” Sora whimpered, her hips instinctively bucking upward, trying to force him inside. “Stop teasing me, Master… I can’t… I can’t stand it. Please, just give it to me… I beg you… fuck me now!” Her voice was strained, her breath coming in short, jagged gasps as she felt the agonizing tension of being so close yet so far.
Jun didn’t move immediately; he enjoyed the sight of her desperation, her eyes hazy and her body shaking. Then, he leaned forward, capturing her lips in a deep, searing kiss, his voice a dark, commanding murmur against her mouth. “Good girl. You really are my little slut, aren’t you? Now… hold still.”
Then, he pushed.
He moved slowly, sliding into her with a deliberate, heavy pressure. There was no resistance; Sora was so drenched that he glided inside her, the tight walls of her pussy stretching and molding around his girth.
“Haa… ahhh!” Sora let out a broken, shuddering moan. She could feel it—the way her pussy was being forced open, the way her internal muscles were being molded and reshaped by the sheer size of him. It felt as if he was claiming every millimeter of her.
Once fully seated, Jun didn’t wait. He began to move, his pace shifting from slow to rough. He drove into her with powerful, rhythmic thrusts, his cock poking deep into the walls of her pussy, hitting her G-spot with every brutal impact.
“Harder! Mmm… go rougher, Master!” Sora cried out, her voice echoing in the room. She was no longer holding back, her body shaking with every hit.
Jun shifted his weight, arching his back and lifting his torso slightly, creating a devastating angle of entry. As he slammed back into her, the force was so great that it lifted Sora’s hips off the mattress. Her large, voluptuous breasts bounced violently with every impact, the heavy weight of them swaying and jiggling as she was hammered into the bed. “Ahhh! Haa… yes! Right there!” Sora wailed, her head thrashing from side to side, her mind dissolving into a haze of pure, raw pleasure.
As the intensity peaked, Sora felt a strange, visceral sensation that made her entire core tremble. It wasn’t just the friction of the walls; it was something deeper, something primal. She felt her womb sliding, physically shifting and pressing forward, as if her very insides were being drawn in by a magnetic force.
“Oh god… my womb… it’s moving… it’s touching you!” she wailed, her voice breaking into a high-pitched sob of pleasure. She could feel the soft, sensitive wall of her womb actually meeting the head of Jun’s cock, a deep, internal kiss that sent a shockwave of electricity through her entire being.
Jun let out a guttural growl, feeling the internal shift as Sora’s womb clamped tightly around the tip of his member. He drove in deeper, pinning her womb against her own spine. “You feel that, don’t you?” he murmured, his voice dark and possessive. “Your womb is practically begging for me. It knows exactly who it belongs to.”
“Yes… ahhh! It’s kissing you… my womb is kissing you, Master!” Sora cried out, her eyes rolling back. The sensation of her internal organs molding around him, feeling the direct impact of his girth against her womb, was almost too much to bear. She felt completely claimed, not just in her pussy, but in the very center of her being.
Jun let out a guttural grunt, his muscles tightening as he reached the limit. He grabbed her legs with a possessive, iron grip, hauling them back with a strength that left her completely exposed. He pushed her knees all the way back toward her shoulders, lifting her ass high off the mattress and pinning her in a state of total vulnerability. He squatted low, his thighs bunching as he drove himself in with one final, devastating plunge, burying himself to the hilt.
Sora’s breath left her in one long, broken scream, her entire body convulsing under the weight of the impact.
Sora screamed into the pillows, her eyes rolling back. “My cervix! Haa… you’re hitting my cervix! I can feel my womb being fucked!”
“I’m… I’m about to blow,” Jun groaned, his voice a low, guttural rumble that vibrated through Sora’s entire frame. “I can’t… hold it… I’m cumming inside you, Sora!”
The sound of his voice triggered a final, violent reaction in Sora. Her pussy clamped down on him in a rhythmic, crushing contraction, her walls squeezing his cock with a desperate, pulsing force. “Haa… ahhh! I’m coming too! I can’t… I’m about to…!” she wailed, her voice reaching a fever pitch.
As she felt the first tremors of her orgasm, Sora arched her back, her fingers digging into Jun’s shoulders. “Please, Master… nnngh… fill me! Fill my womb with your seed!” she begged, her voice thick with a raw, primal need. “Make me yours… make me pregnant… I want to carry your child… please, just flood me!”
Jun let out a final, animalistic roar as he surrendered to the release. He drove himself in one last time, burying himself to the absolute hilt, and exploded. He felt the hot, pulsing torrent of his semen erupting from his cock, filling Sora’s womb with a heavy, searing warmth.
Sora screamed, her eyes rolling back as she felt the sheer volume of him filling her, the warmth spreading deep inside her core. She collapsed back into the mattress, her body twitching in the aftermath of a soul-shaking orgasm, feeling completely claimed, filled, and owned.