My Seed Gives Systems In The Apocalypse

A pleasant tingle of electricity coursed down Andrea’s spine at his tempting words. The low, devilish tone against her most sensitive skin made her whole body react before her mind could catch up.

Her back arched further. Her hands gripped hard over his thighs for balance.

Her own legs framed the sides of his shoulders, trembling as he licked her pussy roughly and savagely. There was no hesitation in the way his tongue moved.

He traced every fold, pressed firmly against every sensitive spot he found, and gave her almost no time to breathe between strokes.

His tongue didn’t give her a single moment of reprieve.

It assaulted her sensitive spots one after the other—clit, entrance, the soft inner walls—switching between them so quickly that the pleasure blurred together into one continuous wave.

"Augh~ Fre~ Fredrinn~"

Slutty moans slipped out of her lips without any attempt to hold them back. Her voice cracked on his name.

The sound was raw and open, the kind she would have been embarrassed by if her mind hadn’t already gone hazy from what he was doing to her.

"Keep sucking, baby~"

Fredrinn grinned slightly against her.

He nibbled on her pussy ever so slightly, teeth grazing the soft outer lips just enough to make her jolt, while his other hand slid up over her bare back.

He pressed firmly between her shoulder blades, guiding her head back down toward his throbbing cock.

"Ahh~ Baby~?"

Andrea asked, pleasantly surprised when she heard him call her that.

The word landed soft and unexpected in the middle of all the rough pleasure.

But the only reply she got was Fredrinn shoving her head down while also thrusting his hips ever so slightly upward.

The tip shot back into her warm mouth. Her tongue slithered and wrapped over it like a snake on prey as she fought to hold in her gag reflexes.

She took him as deep as she could manage, saliva already making the slide easier.

The stretch of her lips around him and the taste of his precum mixed with the relentless work of his tongue between her legs.

Both of them found a rhythm. He worked steadily on her pussy—licking, sucking, pressing—while her head bobbed back and forth, trying to give him as much pleasure as she could manage at the same time.

The wet sounds of mouths and skin filled the small space between their bodies. Her breasts brushed against his stomach with every movement.

His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her ass, keeping her exactly where he wanted her.

But before long, Andrea broke the rhythm with a slightly louder, more guttural moan.

Her thighs began to tremble around his face. They clenched harder, muscles jumping under the skin.

She let her whole weight fall onto his lips, losing all control and strength in her legs. Her arms shook.

Her breath came in short, broken gasps.

"I am~ Hnngh~ getting close~ Ahh~"

The confession spilled out of her in pieces. She could feel the pressure building deep inside, coiling tighter with every pass of his tongue.

"You can cum."

Fredrinn simply whispered the words against her clit, letting the soft petals flutter under his mouth as he gently nibbled on those sensitive folds.

The permission, spoken so calmly while he kept working her, pushed her straight over the edge.

"FUCK~"

Andrea threw her head backwards. Her body seized over him. Her eyes rolled toward the back of her head as the climax hit hard and sudden.

With a complete loss of control and her mind clouded in a thick haze, she didn’t try to stop her bodily urges anymore.

Her cunt trembled one last time before her juices began to trickle down.

At first it was slow—warm, slick drops sliding over his lips and chin.

Then the pressure inside her built up all at once. A burst of juices stormed out of her vagina, drenching Fredrinn’s face as the liquid trickled down his jaw and along his neck.

She shook through it, thighs locked around his head, voice breaking on every moan.

He simply grinned and sucked it.

He gripped her ass cheeks even tighter and pulled her closer, making her release more sonorous moans that filled the room.

It was like he was playing a guitar whose strings were her pussy lips and whose sound came straight from her mouth.

Every small movement of his tongue drew another note out of her.

"AHH~ Stop~ Sensitive..."

Andrea yelped when she felt his clear desire to keep licking her cunt even while it was still shuddering from the recent release.

The overstimulation made her hips twitch and try to pull away, but his hands held her firm for a few more seconds before finally easing.

Weakly and quite pathetically, she slid her body lower. Her ass pressed against his pecs while her cunt dragged over the center of his chest.

She felt every detail of the glide—wet skin against warm skin—and her body shivered again from the residual pleasure.

Her arms felt heavy. Her legs felt worse. Still, she refused to collapse completely.

Even in a haze, she wasn’t a quitter by any means.

Although she had ended up cumming first, she had no intention of stopping until she made him finish harder than ever before.

She wanted him to feel the same loss of control she had just gone through.

’I... heard that those sacs are quite sensitive...’

Her blurry, watery vision locked onto the tip of Fredrinn’s cock for a moment.

Then she ignored it and focused lower—on the base, on his balls that hung down, full and neglected while she had been working the shaft.

A slow grin caught her lips. Like a cat settling into place, she lowered herself on his body yet again.

Her large, plump tits fell over his stomach and thigh, soft and heavy, massaging his abs as she moved.

At the same time her mouth stretched wide open and swallowed his cock as deep as she could take it.

The wet heat of her throat closed around him. Her tongue pressed along the underside.

"Haah..."

A slow groan slipped out of Fredrinn’s lips when he felt her warm, damp mouth wrap around his cock again, assaulting him with fresh pleasure.

It felt comfortable, almost familiar, as if he was finally back somewhere he belonged.

But that was only the starter.

But that was only the starter.

Before he could get fully comfortable and let his hands roam over her body again, he felt a sudden new sensation pass over his balls.

Soft fingers, then the light brush of her palm, then a careful squeeze and roll that sent a sharp jolt of pleasure straight up his spine.

A breathy groan slipped out once again—this time slightly louder and less controlled than before.

Rose and Jenny both snapped their heads in his direction. Confusion showed clearly on their faces.

They hadn’t expected him to moan out like that at all. Andrea was a virgin.

He had already gone all the way with Rose twice and had his cock sucked by Jenny. In neither of those cases had he made a sound quite like that.

But now...

"M-My balls~"