NTR: My Apartment Complex

I did not stop; the deeper I went, the more my tongue intertwined with the walls of flesh contracting madly, feeling every fluttering pulse like her second heartbeat.

I flicked my tongue with rapid speed, sucking on her sensitive bud while simultaneously drilling deep into her vulva. Wyni resiliently endured it.

Wet sounds echoed incessantly, steady and full of lust. My tongue pressed forward, tracing along the vaginal walls, searching for hidden sensitive spots, only to swirl deeply into them, stirring her until she moaned in endless, long sounds.

A hot, lustful fluid poured out more and more, making every movement of my tongue smoother and more intense than ever.

The harder I sucked, the deeper I thrust my tongue; she tightened her contractions even more, as if wanting to swallow my face into that wild frenzy of ecstasy. Every breath, every moan, every shudder of hers was now controlled by the relentless attack of my tongue inside her vulva.

She suddenly let out a loud moan, her body trembling.

"~Ughmm... stop quickly..." She was feeling something she was about to be unable to restrain.

"~Ahgghhh..." Wyni cried out, her vulva overflowing with slimy fluid like a wave. Her sensitive vulva could no longer endure and ejaculated.

I stood up and wiped my mouth. Wyni was panting, her legs curled up, and the bed beneath her was drenched.

I took off my pants; my massive penis was exposed, erect and veiny.

Wyni’s eyes widened at my size.

I pressed Wyni down onto the bed, making her struggle to escape.

"Stop... don’t put that thing in... we can negotiate... stop, please..."

I used my hands to open her vulva. I placed my penis at the entrance. Both my hands held her legs wide open.

I pushed my penis slowly into Wyni’s vulva.

"~Ughmm..." She let out an uncontrollable moan.

I pushed my penis deep inside Wyni’s tight vulva with difficulty.

Wyni arched her back, one hand reaching down to her vulva, using her fingers to widen the opening. Her eyes were panicked.

"Stop... it’s too big... don’t push it in any deeper. It will tear... it’s too deep already...."

I continued to push my penis in slowly. Just as my penis touched her cervix, the deepest point inside her vulva.

Wyni arched her back even more, her mouth wide open, her eyes in shock.

"~Ahghmm... too deep..."

"How is it? Do you know fear now?" I laughed triumphantly.

"Slaves who don’t know their place will be punished."

Wyni gritted her teeth in anger, her beautiful face flushing red from a mix of pleasure and humiliation.

Even though her body was betraying her reason with repeated, intense contractions, her eyes still shone with firm, defiant challenge.

She refused to submit, her hands gripping the bedsheets until her knuckles turned white, trying to brace herself to keep her last bit of self-respect.

"You... you bastard... you think... Ugh... doing this makes me submit?" Wyni uttered broken words, her voice still carrying the stubbornness of arrogance even though her body was drenched in sweat.

"Even if you possess this body, my soul... you will never reach it!"

I smirked, not answering with words but using actions to crush that resilience. I began thrusting my hips; every beat was a shock directly into the most sensitive point deep within her uterus.

"~Ahhhh! Stop... stop it...!" Wyni screamed, a piercing, craving sound escaping her chest.

She tried to maneuver, twisting her body to dodge the attack, but my strength completely overwhelmed her.

I gripped her thighs tight, pressing those toned legs against my shoulders, leaving her with nowhere to retreat. Each time my penis rubbed against the hot vaginal walls, waves of lustful fluid poured out, washing away her final defenses.

I attacked relentlessly, the speed increasing every moment. The sound of flesh colliding echoed dryly, blending with Wyni’s choked, lewd moans.

She was like a warrior cornered, where swords and shields had shattered, leaving only instinct to take control of her body.

"So resilient," I whispered close to her ear, my hot breath making her shiver.

"But let’s see how long you can resist before this fills you up and makes you forget what pride is."

I increased the force, thrusting harder and deeper inside, reaching the very end where her uterus was contracting madly.

Wyni writhed, her legs trembling uncontrollably, clutching my back as if trying to cling to something so as not to be completely defeated.

"No... it can’t be... mm... huff..."

Her resilience gradually eroded. Each time I collided, she moaned longer, more lewdly.

The cold, contemptuous eyes were now blurred by lust, and physiological tears spilled from the corners of her eyes, streaming down her temples.

Though her mouth still tried to curse, her body was honestly responding, tightening around my penis more and more, more passionately, as if she herself were craving this violent possession.

Waves of pleasure hit like a waterfall, making it harder for Wyni to resist.

I added force to every thrust, clearly feeling the brutal resistance of Wyni’s vaginal walls.

As expected, her body did not compromise easily.

Her vulva was absurdly tight, each muscular ring like thousands of taut guitar strings, contracting around my penis every time I tried to go deeper.

Every inch of flesh inside her seemed to be bracing itself, both hugging me greedily and trying to push me out with the pride of a female warrior.

"Pain... it hurts so much... stop... ~Uhgmm.. *shh*... *ahhh*" Wyni moaned, her voice full of misery but devoid of any weak, pleading tone.

I gritted my teeth, feeling the intense heat spreading from within her.

That place was not only tight but also extremely sensitive; every time my penis rubbed through the scorching mucosa, it made her entire body jump.

I did not hold back; every hip thrust was decisive and brutal, pressing tight against every inch of flesh inside, making her interrupted cries even more chaotic.

"Deep... so deep... you bastard...!"

Wyni bit her lower lip until it bled, her hands trying to cling to the bedsheets, the muscles on her toned legs standing out clearly as she tensed to endure my intrusion.

Her tightness made my penis feel as if it were being enveloped by ten thousand hot kisses, squeezed until breathless.

The deeper I thrust, the more I felt her resistance transform into a more primal kind of pleasure.

Her vulva was like a sophisticated flesh trap; every movement I made caused her vaginal walls to contract, creating terrifying friction that felt like it was burning us both alive.

"Hot... so hot... can’t take it..."

"Stop... ~hahh... ahghh..."

Wyni’s moans gradually became discordant.

She no longer tried to resist with physical strength but seemed to be battling her own body.

That astounding tightness meant every time I withdrew and thrust back in, she had to arch her body to receive me; there was almost no space left inside.

Hot lustful fluid began to pour out, mixing with the heat from both our bodies, making my thrusts smoother but simultaneously tighter.

I looked down and saw Wyni’s long, beautiful legs trembling uncontrollably.

Every one of my thrusts touched her deepest point, making her lower abdomen rise; her uterus contracted violently as if wanting to fully embrace my presence.

"Deep... ahhh... it hurts... so hot... stop it..."

Wyni screamed in hopelessness; her face had lost its arrogance, replaced by the chaos of someone paralyzed by lust.

Even though she tried to keep her gaze sharp, her eyes were now veiled in a layer of mist.

I did not stop; on the contrary, I gritted my teeth, thrusting continuously into the deepest point, forcing her to fully feel my size filling every smallest corner of her vulva.

Every collision with her very uterus made her tilt her neck back, mouth wide open, breathing interrupted as if the air in the room had run out, leaving only the hot collisions and the lust-filled moans ringing out, stretching on without end.

Wyni let out a desperate scream, her body twisting violently in my arms.

The already suffocating tightness now contracted even more intensely. The muscular rings within her vulva began to twitch uncontrollably; they squeezed my penis repeatedly, over and over again, with longing.

"~Ahhh.... ahhh.... can’t... can’t take it anymore!"

Wyni arched her neck back, her eyes rolling up to the ceiling as the orgasm hit. Her vulva contracted violently, forming powerful waves of pleasure, and then, right in the middle of that frenzy, she ejaculated.

Her slimy fluid poured out in a rush, hot and slippery, overflowing to cover the shaft of my penis.

She trembled violently, her breathing interrupted; every contraction of her vulva now seemed to be draining every last bit of will left in a proud female warrior.

I maintained the position, holding her legs steady, feeling every rapid contraction of her vulva trying to swallow me whole.

I took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to ejaculate myself; instead, I took advantage of the slipperiness from her lustful fluid to change the rhythm.

"Finished one round, Wyni?" I whispered, my voice hoarse with possessiveness.

I did not give her time to rest, beginning a new rhythm of thrusting and withdrawing. This time, I completely controlled the speed and depth.