NTR: My Apartment Complex

Pilith’s lips curve into a smirk, her sparkling eyes brimming with a mix of arrogance and uncooled lust.

She leisurely adjusts her sitting posture on the expensive solid oak low cabinet right at the edge of the bed.

The queen’s fair, soft body is completely naked, her full breasts topped with pinkish-red nipples heaving gently with every unhurried breath.

She stretches out her long, smooth, fair legs.

Her small feet with smooth toes and neat, elevated insteps start pressing against my flaccid, shriveled penis, which is smeared with gooey love juices of her own and the thick semen from earlier.

"Let’s see what these noble feet can do with this soft, naughty thing of yours," Pilith whispers, her tone tinged with arrogance yet full of provocation.

The queen’s two soft soles clamp tightly around the center of my shriveled penis.

Her smooth, warm skin begins a gentle friction.

Pilith lightly slides her soles in opposite directions, gliding back and forth along the entire length of the resting shaft.

The wet love juices coating the shaft make every sliding movement of her feet exceptionally smooth.

Pilith is not in a hurry at all.

She closes her soles together, applying gentle pressure to the rugged, soft shaft, and begins moving her feet up and down leisurely.

The long, elegantly polished toes of the third queen curl slightly, gently sucking and tracing around the sensitive glans ridge with her toe tips.

She uses her big toe to press lightly on the crown, rotating gently as if playing with a harmless toy.

"How is it? Does a queen’s feet clamping like this make your veins twitch at all?" Pilith raises an eyebrow at me, the corners of her lips curving into a cunning smile, her arms crossed over her chest, pushing her large breasts together to look even rounder.

I lie back against the headboard, smirking at her haughty expression.

"Continue."

The sensation of smooth skin from her soles contracting and sliding continuously around the slimy shaft creates a very strange stimulation.

The warmth, the slipperiness, and the slight chill of the bedroom air make every nerve fiber at the base of my cock quiver lightly.

Pilith increases the clamping force of her feet.

She presses her soles closer together, snugly enclosing the glans and half of the shaft.

The pacing of her feet’s movements starts to pick up slightly, gliding persistently and rapidly from the base to the crown, accompanied by the squelching sounds of the lewd fluids.

"Uhm... so soft. Hurry up and make it hard for me to see again," Pilith utters in a coaxing yet commanding voice.

She uses her smooth heels to press gently against the two testicles below, teasing them while using her toes above to continuously rub and caress the glans ridge.

The sticky, soothing friction from the third queen’s lovely feet thus envelops the limp penis, patiently grinding away bit by bit amidst the quiet atmosphere of the royal palace.

Pilith smirks proudly as she watches me lie back and enjoy.

She raises her thighs a bit higher, adjusting the angle to make full use of every long toe and smooth, lewd toe web of hers.

The fair feet of the third queen splay their toes apart.

She skillfully slips the webbing between her big toe and index toe to clamp tightly around my sensitive glans neck.

The slippery love juices and leftover semen turn Pilith’s toe webs into a snugly fitted, exceptionally slick clamp.

She begins sliding her toe webs to glide along the length of the shriveled shaft.

The smooth skin within the toe webs rubs directly against the resting, vein-bulging folds, creating an intensely stimulating, wet, squelching sound.

"Look at that... does this toe web of mine clamp you just right?" Pilith teases, her lust-glazed eyes glancing down at the soft shaft nestled neatly between her feet.

Not stopping there, Pilith proceeds to use all her remaining toe webs. She weaves the shriveled penis between the toe webs of both feet, turning them into a continuous friction clamping system.

Her long toes curl, embracing the shaft, and begin moving in crosswise, opposing directions.

"Ahhh... so good..." I groan.

Squelching sounds echo continuously as the queen’s soft toe webs constantly stroke, squeeze, and grind along my shaft.

She presses her big toe deep into the glans ridge, while her lower toe webs exert tight pressure, grinding every vein around the base.

The artful friction from the lovely, warm, fluid-soaked toe webs sends ripples of heat running through my lower abdomen.

Pilith purses her lips tightly, crossing her arms over her heaving, massive breasts, her feet moving smoothly and continuously, using her most sensitive toe webs to provoke and play with the toy in her hands.

The continuous, skillful friction from Pilith’s warm and slippery toe webs begins to take full effect.

A scorching heat surges from my lower abdomen, awakening the recently surrendered monster cock.

The blood vessels protruding along the shaft begin to throb and twitch.

The shriveled penis rapidly expands, growing firm and swelling centimeter by centimeter right between the third queen’s lovely feet.

The sudden and rapid expansion forces Pilith’s toe webs to stretch wide open.

The plump, veiny, ridged shaft once again stands tall, shooting straight up into the air, radiating a blazing heat and oozing clear droplets of fluid from the rounded glans.

Pilith’s eyes widen, sparkling with utter astonishment and excitement.

She clearly feels the swelling, iron-like hardness pressing back against her toe webs.

"Oh my god... did my feet just bring this monster back to life?" Pilith exclaims.

She tries to clamp her feet tightly, but the cock is too massive and rigid, making her feet tremble from the overload.

She switches to using the soles of her feet to rub against the head of my penis. Her lustful gaze and smile are immensely captivating.

I point toward my penis.

"What do you want to do with it?" Without waiting for her reply, I point out toward the balcony.

"Want to go outside and catch some breeze?"

Pilith chuckles with amusement.

"Aren’t you scared?"

I reply casually.

"If I were scared, I would’ve run the moment I saw you masturbating."

I spring up from the bed, walk over to the cabinet, and pick Pilith up.

"Ahh, what are you doing?" The queen dislikes this.

I carry her toward the balcony.

"Just going out for some fresh air, don’t worry."

I set her down once we’re outside.

I press up against her from behind, pushing her flat against the balcony’s concrete wall.

"Uâhaa..."

"Who gave you permission to do this to me? Let me go right now!"

I wrap my arms around the queen’s sleek, slender waist.

Blowing softly against her neck and licking her earlobe.

"I won’t let go. Do you want to do it yourself? No thanks."

Pilith feels annoyed, but my penis is very large. So she decides to endure me.

I push her to brace her hands against the stone railing, her breasts swaying. Her buttocks face toward me with her slimy vulva.

The royal night breeze sweeps past, caressing the fair, bare skin of the queen, creating an extreme contrast with the scorching heat radiating from the body pressing against her from behind.

Her lovely, rounded buttocks jut backward toward me, exposing her plump vulva, drenched in love juice and sticky semen in full view.

"Watch out, people outside might hear," Pilith turns her head back, her sparkling eyes a mix of annoyance and raw excitement.

I don’t answer, smirking before swinging my hand down to deliver a hard "smack" across her left plump buttock.

"~Ahn! You brute..." Pilith lets out a soft moan, her soft mound of flesh bouncing violently before quickly flushing red.

I swing my hand again, delivering two more consecutive slaps to both of her buttocks.

The crisp sound of flesh colliding echoes clearly through the quiet night air out on the balcony.

The mild pain combined with the disciplinary strike makes the third queen’s buttocks bounce continuously, and her lewd vulva seems to secrete even more sticky lubricant.

I slide my hand between her thighs, using two fingers to stroke lightly along her wet labial lips, then slowly hook deep inside.

"~Uhm... squish... slurp..."

The sounds of fingers plunging and grinding inside the vaginal cavity echo lewdly.

I twitch my fingers slightly, hitting the tender folds and making Pilith’s entire body shudder and twitch in waves. She grips the stone railing tightly, tilting her head back to gasp for air.

"This feeling... your fingers are hooked in so deep..." Pilith whimpers softly through her teeth.

Pulling my two lubricant-coated fingers out, I press my rigid, vein-bulging, throbbing penis straight against her slimy vulva crevice.

This time, I do not perform continuous pumping in and out as before.

I press my hips gently, letting the large, rounded glans part the two lewd flesh walls wide, slowly advancing deep inside until the entire length of the penis is buried all the way to the bottom of the third queen’s womb.

"~Uhh! Agh! Deep... It’s buried all the way to the bottom..." Pilith shrieks a choked cry, her body arching and causing her breasts to sway violently out on the balcony.

Maintaining that fully buried position with not a single gap left, I use both hands to grip her soft buttocks tightly, then start moving my hips in rhythm.

Instead of pulling out and pushing in, I keep the penis nestled entirely within the vulva, using only the bounce of my hips to grind the glans, rubbing directly against her warm flesh walls.

Every slow hip rotation causes Pilith’s internal lewd flesh walls to contract to the absolute maximum, trying to hug the iron-hard penis.

That silent, devouring friction forces streams of lubricant to spill outward, producing soft, prolonged, numbing "squelch, squelch" sounds in the night wind.