Chapter 157: TUNA Complete
Eren’s gaze fell to Sushi’s pussy, red and swollen from their last intense coupling. It was wide open, glistening with her wetness, a clear invitation. He moved his head closer, inhaling her scent—a rich, musky sweetness that made his own body throb with renewed hunger. He saw the soft folds of her labia, already wet and parted, beckoning him.
He brought his tongue to her, the very tip just brushing her sensitive clit. Sushi gasped, a sharp intake of breath, her body arching off the cold marble floor. Her hands, trembling with need, reached up and found his hair, gripping it tightly.
He began to lick, slowly, carefully. His tongue moved in a gentle, circling motion around her clit, not pressing too hard, but teasing it, tasting it. He felt her wetness increase immediately, warm and slick against his tongue.
"Ohh... Eren... yes... there..." she moaned, her voice a low, throaty whisper, her fingers digging deeper into his hair.
He continued his slow, deliberate teasing. His tongue explored every fold, every sensitive ridge of her pussy. He didn’t rush, savoring each soft moan that escaped her lips. He heard her breath quicken, turning into shallow, desperate gasps. He tasted her, a unique flavor that was both primal and sweet, like rich honey mixed with something wild and untamed.
He dipped his tongue into her, pulling it back out slowly, creating a gentle suction that made her whimper. Sushi’s grip on his hair tightened further, her knuckles white. She lifted her hips, pushing her pussy harder against his mouth, silently begging for more. He loved the feeling of her control, her silent command that he was eager to obey.
Eren responded, deepening his attack. He licked faster now, his tongue flicking over her clit with more intensity, then sweeping down to explore her inner folds, drawing out deeper moans. He used his lips, too, gently sucking on her swollen labia, pulling them into his mouth, then releasing them with a soft pop.
"Ahhh! Oh, God... Eren... that feels so good... so incredible," she gasped, her voice breaking with pleasure. Her hands in his hair pulled harder, guiding his head, pressing her pussy even more firmly against his face. He buried his face deeper, inhaling her essence, tasting every exquisite drop.
He wanted to make her completely lost in pleasure. He used his fingers, too. One hand slid down, his middle finger gently probing her wet opening, sliding inside her. He felt the tight, hot grip of her inner muscles around his finger. He moved his tongue in slow, sweeping circles around her clit while his finger danced just inside her, teasing her entrance, plunging shallowly, then withdrawing. He varied the pressure, sometimes soft and teasing, sometimes firm and demanding.