5 Times a Day

Chapter 97

“Kyyaahhh!!!??”

“Tylerr…!!!”

I pulled her to myself, her body now at a forty-five-degree angle, her ass now properly red from colliding with my thighs, her pussy so tight I felt like there was a hydraulic press in there. But strangely enough, now that my mind was only focused on making her squirt, I wasn’t feeling the same urge to cum as before.

“No…!!”

“It’s gon—nnnnggg… spillllllsshh againnnnnhhh!!!” “Aaahh!!”

“Haahhh!!!”

She managed to form somewhat of a sentence before her mind went totally blank, and all that remained were her moans that spread throughout the room, falling into my ears, leaving behind nothing but pleasure in their wake.

And then, something that even woke me up from my rhythm and stupor happened.

“Pah!!”

The collision of my thighs and her lower ass. Nothing new. I was almost accustomed to that sound, and her red ass was testimony that she didn’t care that it stung now that she was lost in the pleasure of it.

But there was something strange about this sound. This one wasn’t just initiated by me. She had pushed her ass back on her own.

She was enjoying it. She was starting to like it.

But it seemed like it was only her body. Her mind needed a little convincing still because…

“Co-coming!! Something’s coming… so wa-aaahhh.. ahhh. Wait…!!!”

Haha. I couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly. Teasing her like this was too much fun for me. I couldn’t hold myself back, no matter what I did, so I blurted it out on the spot.

“If you’re gonna… huff… huff… wet yourself again, then go…. Huff… ahead.”

Her response was immediate…

“Wha-what the hell are you saying?!!!”

The response came from both up and down.

“Are you… aahnng! Ahffnngg!! into that… hyaann!! stuff toooo!!!!?”

“Everything you’re doing,” I muttered a response at the spot, “Right now… huff…” I was out of breath a little, “I’m into it.”

“Aahh!!”

“Aahh!!!”

“Please… stoppsshh!!!”

“I can’t we-wet myself aga-again!!!”

When she begged for the last time and saw I didn’t stop in the least, she did the only thing she could. Call me names, but I wasn’t going to stop, no matter what. I was already at the edge. How I wasn’t cumming buckets at the moment was a mystery to even me.

All I wanted was to see her squirt. Squirt like a fountain and wet us with her juices again.

I didn’t know I had such a perverted personality. “Yo-you perverted asshhhhhhhh!!!”

“I’m sorry… huff… but you’re gonna have to do it ag-again!!” I shouted in response, and as if on cue, the dam broke loose.

“Hnnnngghhh!!!”

Psshh!!!

“Hah!!!”

An extended moan from her and a slight moan from me, along with the sound of something unplugging. She came profusely at that. I could feel my legs getting wet, and her thighs were wet too. The point of contact for my dick and her pussy was now full on squelching as if there was water between us. A little more viscous than water, and a lot more lewd than any other liquid.

“Aahh~~”

“Noo...~~”

“I do-don’t know anymouunngg!!!”

“Haa…”

“Haa…”

She moaned while I huffed in pleasure. I had to let go of her because there was no strength left in me. In the middle of her squirt, I had also cummed, unknown to me because my mind was more focused on her squirt that felt both tight and slick to the most sensitive part of my body. So much so that even my own orgasm was forgotten somewhere in there.

But, at the moment, none of that mattered. Looking at her on all fours, her ass pushed out, her pussy in clear view, her thighs glistening with her juices, while small spurts of my semen spilling out, I only had one thought.

All my life led to this very moment and that exquisite view.

Damn, I was I trouble.

“Hng~”

“Haa… Haa…”

“You perverted asshole…”

“You’re de-dead.”

No, I wasn't in trouble because I was afraid of her reaction. No, I was in trouble because my erection just won’t go down.

~~

Water dripped from the shower and went down the drain. Underneath the shower, Carol stood with her hands washing her. She sighed every now and then but said nothing. That changed this time when she said, probably to me more than to herself, “Fwoo… I can finally breathe.”

I couldn’t. How could I? With her ass turned to me and in clean view, I could only look at her with an idiotic look that displayed nothing but my perversion.

Showering together was the best.

“What are you grinning about?” She turned to me and asked as if she had caught me red-handed ogling her.

“Nothing. Just watching the view.” I said.

“Haa… You pervert. Wasn't it enough torturing me that you had to go for another round, and now you’re ogling me up and down as well?” She asked, still under the shower.

“It’s alright. I’ve already seen everything.” I said with a smirk.

Soaking the mattress in her squirt, too. Everything was amazing as hell. I wanted to go for a third round, but I had a feeling the result wouldn’t be good.

Still, the outcome was the best for me, so there was not much I could complain about.

It was around ten, so there was plenty of time to relieve myself after getting home.

Or so I thought when Carol turned around, a cute pout on her face.

“Wh-what is it? Do you have something you want to tell me? I stuttered and nervously asked.

As much as I wanted her next words to be ‘Let’s wash each other’, looking at her expression, that was impossible, I guessed.

Or so I thought.

I was in the bathtub, which was enough for two people to settle in. With the same expression, Carol entered the tub from the other side and said, “Get up.”

“Huh?” I asked.

“I said, get up.” Her next words came, a little cold, which made me instantly want to get up.

She placed her hand on my stomach while she looked at my erect dick with a blush on her face. She then pushed me gently, beckoning me to sit at the edge of the bathtub.

She then grabbed my dick without a warning that made me twitch wildly. Her next words turned me on even more as she said, “I’m going to get my revenge on you now.”

Those words never spelled anything good.

And as expected, she said, “Let’s see you squirm now.”

And with that, she grabbed my dick while grabbing a bottle with her other hand. She put the liquid soap on my dick while she kept rubbing my dick, increasing the slickness by a good margin.

Her second hand soon joined in once she had put enough lotion for two of us to bathe. The slickness was on another level, and the slippery sensation made me want to explode right at that moment.

“Haa… Haa… Haa…”

“Aahh~~ Carol~~”

I called her name while feeling the soft sensation of her hands and the slippery sensation of the soap. It was unlike any other handjob I had ever felt. Still, no matter how good it felt, I wasn’t close to cumming any time soon.

But that was when it all changed.

Her hands soon changed focus to only my dick head. One hand completely enveloped it from the front, rubbing it up and down while the other one went underneath my dick, but still very close to my head, and began to rub there as well.

The lack of friction only left place for pleasure while her soft hands did the rest. And then, to double the attack power, I accidentally opened my eyes and saw the determined expression on Carol’s face.

That was the lethal attack. The expression on her face only made me want to cum on her face and smear all of my spunk on her.

Suddenly, she stopped. And all the pleasure along with it. “What’s with that expression on your face?” She asked.

“Huh?” I couldn’t even register the question properly, let alone answer when…

“Aaahhh~~~”

“Haa~~~”

“Haaahhh~~~!!!”

Her hands moved. At a speed that was impossible for a handjob. She was holding my dick in place with one hand while with the other, she was rubbing the hell out of my dick head. She was only focused on that part and held my dick in place so that I wouldn’t be able to move.

“Hwwoo~~~”

“Ooohhh~~~”

“Wa-waaaiitt~~!!!”

Now I was at her mercy. Going after the most sensitive part of my body and then of my dick so relentlessly made everything so intense.

It felt so good. Normally, I wouldn’t be complaining if someone made me feel this good, but after bullying this girl for so long, now that I was on the other side, the feeling of pleasure was completely different.

It was so intense that I could burst at any moment. That was a losing battle, no matter how strong my self-control was.

“Nggghh!!”