MILF Hunting in Underworld

You were masturbating alone because of me, right?" he said, voice low and rough. He sat up fully on the bed, bringing their bodies even closer. "Then let me make up for it."

He wrapped his arms tightly around her slender waist, pulling her flush against his chest.

"Hah! Master~" Sun Linhua melted instantly. She cuddled deeper into his embrace and let out a sweet, cat-like purr that vibrated against his skin.

"I will guide your movements from now on," Yang Chen murmured. He cupped her cheek tenderly, leaned in, and kissed her soft lips in a slow, deep kiss before sliding both hands back to her waist.

"Haaah~ Hnngh~!" Sun Linhua moaned loudly as he gripped her firmly and pressed her hips down again and again, forcing his cock to plunge deep into her warm, slick pussy each time.

She wrapped her arms around his neck for support, body already breathless from the relentless rhythm.

"Your nipples are so hard," Yang Chen observed in a husky whisper. He leaned forward and captured one stiff peak between his lips, sucking gently at first, then harder.

At the same time, he kept guiding her hips while thrusting upward himself, angling perfectly to hit every sensitive G-spot inside her.

"Do you know how badly you always turn me on?" He lifted his gaze to meet her hazy eyes while continuing to swirl his tongue around her nipple. "If I could, I would keep fucking you all day long."

He hugged her even tighter, hands locked possessively around her waist.

"Your nipples are so beautiful… but it's such a waste that there's no milk coming out of them yet."

Sun Linhua's face turned beet red at his shameless words.

Her inner walls clenched hard and started twitching frantically around his cock.

"Every time I see you in your true form, I just want to go full sadist on you and tease you forever," Yang Chen continued, voice dropping even lower.

At the end of the sentence, he bit down gently on the nipple in his mouth while pinching the other one between his fingers.

"Hnnngh~ ahh~ Ohhh~ Yesss~!" Sun Linhua screamed. Her eyes rolled back and turned into perfect little hearts from the overwhelming rush of pleasure.

Her whole body convulsed violently as she reached her climax, gushing around him in hot, rhythmic pulses.

"Did you just cum from hearing my words?" Yang Chen asked with a wicked smirk. Without waiting for an answer, he stood up from the bed, lifting her effortlessly in his arms.

He hooked her arms around his neck for support and gripped the backs of her thighs firmly. Then he raised her hips high before slamming them back down onto his cock in one powerful thrust.

At the same moment, he released, hot, thick ropes of semen flooding deep inside her pussy, filling her to the brim.

After that, both of them completely surrendered to their desires. All restraint vanished.

They forgot about embarrassment, shame, or holding anything back.

They voiced every filthy thought, every desperate need, without hesitation by whispering, moaning, and sometimes shouting the most embarrassing things directly into each other's ears.

They kept going until sweat drenched their bodies completely, skin slick and shining under the room's soft light. They came again and again, sometimes together, sometimes one right after the other, lost entirely in the endless waves of pleasure.

Sun Linhua clung to him like she would never let go, purring and whimpering and begging for more in equal measure. Yang Chen held her just as tightly, growling low praises and dirty promises against her neck while driving into her over and over.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Sun Linhua lay flat on her back in the center of the bed, legs spread wide and hooked over Yang Chen's broad shoulders.

The missionary position left her completely open to him, vulnerable, pinned beneath his weight, every thrust driving him deeper than before. Her golden hair fanned out messily across the pillow like a halo, already damp with sweat.

"Ah~ Master, I liked it so much," she moaned, face twisted into a perfect ahegao expression, tongue lolling slightly past her lips, eyes half-lidded and glassy with pleasure.

Drool glistened at the corner of her mouth as another hard thrust rocked her body.

"Getting dominated… feels so good~" she added breathlessly. Her head fell back against the pillow, throat exposed, eyes rolling upward until only the whites showed for a moment. Her fluffy ears twitched wildly with every impact, tail thrashing weakly against the sheets.

Yang Chen braced himself above her on his forearms, muscles flexing under his skin as he rolled his hips in slow, deliberate circles before pulling almost all the way out, only to slam back in with a wet, obscene slap.

Her pussy clenched greedily around him each time, inner walls fluttering and sticking to his thick shaft like they never wanted to let go.

"Haa… Haa… Haa…" Sun Linhua's breathing came in short, ragged bursts. Her chest heaved with every inhale, nipples still hard and flushed dark pink from earlier attention. She reached up blindly, small hands clutching at his shoulders, nails digging in just enough to leave faint red marks.

"Ugh, you are so tight," Yang Chen grunted low in his throat. He could feel every ripple and spasm of her walls gripping him, hot, slick, and impossibly snug. "And I'm cumming too."

He lowered his head and captured her lips in a deep, hungry kiss right as the first powerful spurt erupted inside her. His tongue pushed past her teeth, tangling with hers while rope after thick rope of hot semen flooded her womb.

Sun Linhua whimpered into his mouth, arms wrapping tightly around his neck to pull him closer.

The sensation of being filled so completely while kissing him sent fresh waves of pleasure crashing through her, making her addicted all over again.

He kept thrusting through his release, shallow but firm, grinding the base of his cock against her clit with each roll of his hips.

Her body jerked beneath him, inner walls milking him dry as another smaller climax rippled through her. She moaned brokenly against his lips, legs trembling where they rested on his shoulders.

After a long minute, Yang Chen finally slowed to a stop. He stayed buried deep inside her, letting her feel every last twitch and pulse. Only then did he break the kiss, trailing softer ones along her jaw and down the column of her throat before pulling back just enough to look at her flushed, dazed face.

Sun Linhua's golden eyes fluttered open slowly, still hazy with afterglow. She gave him a weak, blissful smile, cheeks flushed and lips swollen from all the kissing.

Yang Chen eased her legs down from his shoulders and carefully rolled them both onto their sides so they faced each other.

He stayed inside her, neither of them willing to break the connection just yet. Their hands found each other naturally, fingers intertwining tightly between their bodies.

He gazed at her with a gentle, almost tender smile. With his free hand, he reached up and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, brushing damp strands of golden hair away from her face.

Then he leaned in and pressed a soft, lingering kiss right to the center of her forehead.

"Master…" Sun Linhua whispered, voice hoarse and small. She nuzzled closer, tucking her face against his chest. Her tail curled lazily around his thigh, ears drooping in sleepy contentment.

Yang Chen chuckled quietly, the sound rumbling through his chest. He squeezed her hand once and kissed the top of her head again.

"Rest for a bit, Sunny," he murmured against her hair. "And return to your room and try to catch some sleep."

She only hummed in happy agreement, already drifting halfway to sleep, still wrapped around him, still full of him, completely satisfied and safe in his arms.

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Sun Linhua returned to her room after resting for a short while on the couch. She knew they needed to leave for the academy soon, so she freshened up quickly, changed into fresh clothes, and decided to catch up on sleep.

Yang Chen watched her go with a faint smile. For a brief second, he considered teasing her about how she had conveniently hidden the fact that the Golden Flame could also control her lust.

The thought almost made him chuckle. But he dismissed the idea just as quickly.

After all, she wasn't the only one who had used similar excuses to end up in his bed more often than necessary.

Several others had pulled the same trick, and he had happily played along every time.