NTR: My Apartment Complex

A powerful upward thrust from below causes Pilith’s entire body to bounce violently.

The massive glans collides directly with the most sensitive spot deep inside her uterus, completely shattering the third queen’s final resistance.

She lets out a choked moan, her eyes rolling back as extreme pleasure unexpectedly washes over her.

"~Aaaagh! Deep... Too deep! You’re going to pierce my uterus... ~Uhh!"

The lustful flesh walls inside her vagina contract continuously and violently, tightening around every ridged vein on the shaft as if trying to milk every last drop of essence.

Sexual fluids gush out of her entrance, drenching the base of the penis as well as the two testicles below.

Pilith no longer has the strength to maintain her cowgirl posture, her soft body collapsing limply onto my chest, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly as she pants heavily.

"How is it? Does the Queen find me different now?" I smirk, my hands gripping her lovely buttocks tightly as I continue to bounce my hips, thrusting powerfully and repeatedly from below in a brutal rhythm.

The colliding sound of "slap, slap" echoes crisp and rapidly through the quiet space of the royal bedroom.

Every upward stroke buries the full 20cm deep to the base, making Pilith’s full, rounded buttocks bounce audibly.

"~Hic... Uhm... Great... You’re strong... ~uhghm..."

Pilith completely discards all haughtiness and dignity, leaning close to my ear to moan the most lewd words.

Her disheveled pink hair brushes against my neck, her hot breath mingling with the rich scent of her body to create an uncontrollable, frenzied atmosphere.

I tightly embrace the third queen’s hot body, increasing the frequency of my hip thrusts.

The rapid friction between the massive penis and the smooth, wet vaginal walls quickly pushes both of us to the peak of delirium.

"Does the Queen want me to cum inside?"

Pilith continues to moan, her voice intermittent.

"Ejaculate inside,..."

I let out a long roar, hugging her buttocks tightly and executing a deep, maximum-effort thrust, shooting successive waves of hot, thick semen straight deep into Pilith’s uterus.

"~Aaaah! Hot... So hot... You came inside!"

Pilith arches her body, her thighs clamping tightly around my hips as she trembles to fully receive the surging stream of essence that is pouring out to flood her lower abdomen.

She rests her head on my shoulder, gasping for breath with every gulp of air, enjoying the warmth and the sensation of being completely filled after a long period of loneliness.

She raises her head to look at me with a lustful gaze.

"How is it? How does it feel to fuck a queen?"

I lightly slap Pilith’s buttocks.

"Very great and exciting."

"Does the Queen want to continue? I’m afraid the king might come here."

Pilith strokes my body with an infatuated look.

"It’s nearly evening, the king won’t come here. Tonight you must serve me."

Looking outside, I see that night has fallen.

"Then I’m going to be very tired, haha."

The third queen gently shakes her hips.

"Has your penis not shriveled up yet? That’s amazing." She smiles lewdly, extremely excited.

"Then I ask the Queen’s permission to fuck you." I twist my body, forcing the queen down onto the bed roughly.

"What are you doing? Let me go?" The queen panics; she wants to be the dominant one and doesn’t want to be on the bottom.

I take hold of the queen’s two legs, pressing them together to make her plump vulva even more exposed.

"I am merely serving the Queen. You have nothing to worry about."

Although Pilith is reluctant, thinking of my wonderful penis, she decides to lie on the bottom to see how it feels.

Pilith’s two legs stand upright and rest upon my shoulders.

"Look at that, it seems my penis has pleased the Queen. The Queen’s vulva is so slimy."

The queen puts on a disdainful expression.

"Show me your strength already."

I look down at Pilith’s lovely, flushed face; her eyes are glistening with a craving for sex despite her trying to maintain a haughty facade.

Under the dim oil lamp of the royal bedroom, the fair skin and full, heaving breasts of the third queen rise and fall with every panting breath, looking incredibly stimulating.

My hands firmly grasp her slender, smooth thighs, pulling them wide apart and resting them entirely upon my shoulders.

This position causes her entire sacred triangle and plump, smooth labial lips to open up completely before my eyes.

Her vulva is still stained with a puddle of clear lubricant mixed with the thick semen I just shot inside earlier, continuously dripping in a slimy, glistening manner under the dim light.

"Want to see my strength? The Queen can just sit back and slowly enjoy it," I lower my voice, a cunning smile breaking across my face.

I reach down, using my thumb to gently stroke around her swollen, sensitive clitoral ridge.

Just a light stroke is enough to make Pilith’s entire body jerk sharply.

She purses her lips tightly, trying to suppress a moan, but her hips involuntarily arch upward slightly as if demanding more.

"Your finger... it’s really naughty," Pilith glares at me, but her voice is already trembling and broken.

I don’t reply, beginning to pull my fingers out of the wet crevice, producing a squelching, wet sound.

My other hand pulls out the 20cm penis, which is still standing tall, rigid, and throbbing with veins, bringing it right against her entrance.

I don’t hurry to push deep inside right away.

The large, hot, rounded glans only lightly brushes and slides back and forth along the fluid-drenched crevice.

The slow friction between the smooth glans and the plump labia creates a warm, tingling sensation.

Strips of sticky lubricant stretch into thin threads as I move the cock head from top to bottom, checking over the most sensitive spot before sliding all the way down to the anus.

"~Uhm... You... Why haven’t you gone in yet?"

Pilith pants through her nose, her slender hands clutching the bedsheets tightly, her haughty gaze beginning to show distinct impatience.

"I have to warm up thoroughly. The Queen is the most noble, how could I be so abrupt?" I tease, deliberately prolonging her craving.

I continue using the crown of the glans to press gently against the vaginal opening, letting the glans slip in only about the length of a single finger joint before pulling back out.

The warm, softly contracting flesh walls inside eagerly wrap around the cock head, but I immediately withdraw it, making her feel intensely ticklish and unsatisfied inside.

"You bastard... Stop playing around! Get in here!" Pilith grits her teeth and commands, the legs resting on my shoulders tightening slightly.

At that moment, I smirk, slowly curving my hips and nudging forward.

The massive glans begins to part the lustful flesh walls wide apart, slowly advancing deep inside.

The warm, tight, and wet sensation immediately envelops the entire cock head.

The friction is exceptionally clear as each soft, tender fold of flesh inside the queen’s vagina slides past my vein-bulging shaft, stretching wider bit by bit.

I push my hips in very slowly, centimeter by centimeter. Wherever the shaft goes, the lubricant inside is pushed back out in response, creating a soft and lewd "squelch, squelch" sound echoing through the quiet space of the royal chamber.

The vein-bulging cock slides deeper into Pilith’s womb, stretching the tender, lustful flesh walls wider bit by bit.

The warm, binding, and sticky sensation from the abundant lubricant wrapping around the entire 20cm shaft makes me let out a long breath of pleasure.

I stop when the shaft is only about halfway inside.

I hold that position, deliberately refusing to push all the way in yet, and instead gently curving my hips, rotating the rounded glans right in the middle of her womb.

"~Ahn... Mmmm..."

Pilith lets out a soft moan through her teeth.

That gentle rotation causes the glans to rub directly against the sensitive muscular ridges inside, making the queen’s entire body quiver slightly.

Her eyes look at me, swimming with lustful tears, her eyebrows knitted in an expression that is equal parts pleasant and aggrieved by my leisurely pace.

"You... why did you stop? Push deeper..." Pilith whispers, her initially haughty voice now thoroughly tinged with clear craving.

The smooth legs resting on my shoulders twitch slightly, involuntarily pulling back to draw me closer.

"What is the Queen in such a rush for? We have the whole night ahead of us," I smile wickedly, my hands tightening slightly on her thighs to hold her in place.

I begin pulling the shaft out very slowly. The shaft drags a slimy trail of lubricant as it slides back toward the entrance. When the glans is just barely lingering at the plump vaginal opening, I slowly press my hips forward again, driving the vein-bulging cock deep back inside.

"Squelch... slurp..."

The wet, soothing friction sounds echo steadily in the private royal bedroom. My pace is very leisurely, each stroke lasting several seconds, advancing bit by bit until the glans is buried slightly deeper than the last time.

Every time the rough shaft passes through the contracting flesh walls, Pilith takes a deep breath.

The fair, soft skin of her chest exposed outside her loose garment rises and falls with each breath.

Her two slender hands press down onto the bedsheets, her fingers digging tightly into the high-end silk fabric.

"Does this rhythm meet the Queen’s satisfaction?" I lower my body, whispering into her ear, my hot breath fanning her auricle and making her ticklish.

"Cunning beast... Are you deliberately teasing me?" Pilith turns to glare at me, but her red, swollen lips part slightly as she pants softly.

"This thing of yours... it’s so big and hot... It’s stretched my internal flesh walls wide open..."

I don’t answer, merely smirking before executing the next slow thrust.

This time, I put hip strength into driving the entire 20cm penis straight down to the absolute bottom. The vein-bulging base wedges tightly against the wet entrance, and the two testicles press close against her soft buttocks.

"~Uhh... Agh!"

Pilith tilts her head back slightly, a suppressed moan escaping her throat as the crown gently presses deep within.

The sensation of suffocating fullness makes her lower abdomen heave visibly.

The surrounding flesh walls tense slightly, automatically squeezing around the hot shaft like an instinct demanding more intense friction.