Chapter 41: Chapter 41 : Whole Night Sex Arc Part 2
Ayame lay atop Haruto, her sweat-slicked breasts pressed against his chest, their mingled breaths slowing in the humid afterglow. His cum leaked slowly from her pussy, warm and sticky, trickling down his softening cock still nestled inside her. She lifted her head, her kind-hearted smile glowing as she kissed his jaw softly, her guardian-like tenderness wrapping around him. "Mmm, that was perfect, my baby," she whispered, nuzzling his neck. "But we’re not done. I want more... let me show you how deep I can take you." Her voice was a playful coo, eyes sparkling with that nurturing hunger as she shifted, her body still humming with need.
Haruto’s serious focus reignited instantly, his cock twitching back to life inside her warmth. He nodded, hands sliding to her hips with deliberate strength, helping her rise. Ayame eased off him with a wet pop, his cum dripping visibly from her swollen pussy onto his thigh, the sight making him throb harder. She swung her leg back over, but instead of facing him, she turned around, her round ass facing his chest as she straddled him once more. "Watch me," she teased, glancing over her shoulder with a wink, her full breasts hanging enticingly as she positioned herself. Leaning back slowly, she planted her hands on the bed behind her for support, her body forming a perfect 45-degree angle with his legs stretched out beneath her. Her pussy hovered just above his now fully hard cock, glistening with their mixed fluids, the lamplight catching every slick detail.
Haruto gripped her hips firmly, his intense gaze locked on her entrance as she lowered herself. The tip of his cock kissed her folds first, parting them easily with her extreme wetness, then slid in smoothly—inch by thick inch—her walls gripping him tighter in this new angle, the penetration deeper than before. She sank down fully, a low moan escaping her lips as he bottomed out, her ass resting against his thighs, his shaft buried completely in her hot, pulsing core. "Oh, Haruto... so full," she gasped, her voice breathy and affectionate, rocking her hips experimentally to feel him stir inside.
She began to ride in earnest, leaning back on her hands for leverage, her body undulating in a smooth wave—lifting until just his tip remained inside, then slamming down hard, his cock plunging through her soaked pussy with a lewd, squelching sound each time. Haruto thrust up to meet her every descent, his hands steady on her hips, angling her perfectly so his shaft dragged along her front wall, hitting her G-spot with precise, serious intent. Her breasts bounced wildly with each motion, nipples hard and swaying, sweat trailing down her stomach to where they joined. The position let him see everything—his cock disappearing into her dripping folds over and over, her ass cheeks spreading slightly on each downstroke, the crystal butt plug long forgotten but her pussy stretched beautifully around him.
Ayame’s moans grew louder, unrestrained in the empty house, her head tilting back as pleasure built. "Yes, baby... right there!" she cried softly, her nurturing tone mixing with raw ecstasy. Haruto’s focus was unyielding, his thrusts powerful and rhythmic, supporting her weight as she ground down harder, her clit rubbing against his base with every full entry. Minutes blurred into heated frenzy, her pussy clenching tighter, milking him relentlessly. With a shuddering cry, she came again, her walls spasming hot around his cock—entering her one final, deep thrust as she squirted lightly, her juices soaking his balls and thighs. Haruto groaned, holding her down as he erupted inside her once more, thick ropes of cum flooding her depths, overflowing and dripping out around his shaft as she trembled in bliss.
She collapsed back against his chest, both panting, her body limp and satisfied atop him, their sweat mingling in the golden lamplight.
Ayame’s body trembled against Haruto’s chest, her second orgasm leaving her pussy still fluttering around his spent cock, their combined cum leaking in warm rivulets down his balls onto the soaked sheets. She turned her head, capturing his lips in a deep, affectionate kiss, her tongue slow and savoring, her kind-hearted nature shining through as she murmured against his mouth, "You’re doing so good, my baby... making me feel everything." Her guardian warmth made him feel cherished, even as his serious focus stirred—he was already hardening inside her, ready for more, determined to pleasure her completely. She giggled softly, playful and nurturing, shifting her weight. "Now lie back... let me take care of you from above."
Haruto obeyed instantly, easing out of her with a wet schlick, more cum dripping from her gaping pussy as she climbed off. His cock glistened, thick and veined, standing rigid against his stomach. Ayame nudged him gently to flip onto his back fully, then swung her leg over to straddle his chest, facing his feet, her round ass hovering inches from his face. Her full breasts dangled between her thighs as she positioned herself backward, her knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his hips. "Watch how I ride you like this," she cooed, her voice a teasing whisper, glancing back with sparkling eyes. She reached down, gripping his cock at the base, and aligned it with her dripping entrance—still overflowing with his previous loads, slick and puffy from their passion.
Lowering slowly, the head of his cock parted her swollen lips easily, sliding through the creamy mess of cum and her juices. He entered her inch by inch, her pussy stretching wide to accommodate him in this reverse view, the angle letting gravity pull her down fully until her ass cheeks pressed flush against his hips, his entire length buried deep inside her hot, clenching core. Ayame moaned loudly, her hands bracing on his thighs for balance, her breasts swaying heavily beneath her. "So deep... filling me up," she gasped, her nurturing tone laced with ecstasy as she began to bounce—lifting until just his tip remained, then slamming down hard, his cock plunging through her soaked, cum-filled pussy with a rhythmic, sloppy squelch each time.
Haruto’s hands gripped her ass cheeks firmly, spreading them slightly to watch every detail—his thick shaft disappearing into her stretched folds over and over, white cum frothing at the base with each full entry, her tight ring winking above. His serious intensity drove him to thrust upward powerfully, meeting her downward bounces with precise force, angling to grind against her deepest walls. Sweat poured off her body, dripping onto his legs, her breasts slapping against her stomach as she rode faster, her moans filling the humid room. "Yes, baby! Harder!" she cried, her playful babying turning wild, reaching back to fondle his balls, squeezing gently to heighten his pleasure.
The pace built to a fever, her ass rippling with each impact, pussy gripping him like a vice. Haruto’s focused thrusts hit her sweet spot relentlessly, and she shattered first—screaming softly into the pillow, her walls convulsing wildly around his cock as she came, squirting hot juices down his shaft in a gush that soaked his groin. He followed with a guttural groan, holding her ass down tight as he erupted, pumping fresh ropes of cum deep inside her—his cock throbbing with each spurt, entering her fully one last time in a slow, deep grind that overflowed her completely, creamy white leaking out around his base as she collapsed forward, ass still impaled on him, both shuddering in sweaty bliss.
Ayame’s ass rested heavily on Haruto’s hips, her third orgasm leaving her pussy a creamy, pulsing mess around his cock, thick rivulets of their mixed cum oozing out to pool on his groin. She panted, her body limp and glowing with sweat, but her kind-hearted smile returned as she glanced back at him, eyes full of nurturing affection. "My sweet baby... you make me cum so hard," she whispered, leaning down to kiss his thigh softly, her guardian warmth making him feel utterly adored. Haruto’s serious focus burned steady, his cock still throbbing inside her, ready to push their pleasure further—he lived for these moments, ensuring every sensation was perfect for both of them. She giggled breathlessly, playful as ever. "Come on, let’s move... I want you sitting up, facing me. I need to see your eyes."
Haruto nodded with intense determination, easing his cock out of her with a slow, wet slide—strings of cum connecting them briefly before snapping, her pussy gaping slightly, dripping onto the sheets. He sat up on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide, his back against the headboard for support, cock standing rigid and slick between his thighs. Ayame rose gracefully, her full breasts bouncing as she stepped off the mattress, then turned to face him. With a teasing sway of her hips, she closed the distance, her eyes locked on his as she lowered herself onto his lap—straddling him fully, her knees sinking into the soft bedding on either side of his hips. "Hold me close," she cooed, her voice a loving command, guiding his hands to her waist.
Her dripping pussy hovered just above his tip, and she sank down deliberately—the swollen head of his cock parting her cum-soaked folds with ease, sliding through the warm, sticky mess until he entered her completely, inch by thick inch, her walls clenching tight around his full length. She bottomed out with a shared gasp, her ass pressing flush against his thighs, breasts crushed against his chest, hard nipples rubbing his skin. "Mmm, right there... so intimate," she moaned, her arms wrapping around his neck, their faces inches apart, breaths mingling in the humid air.
Ayame began to rock in his lap, her hips circling slowly at first—his cock stirring deep inside her, entering and withdrawing slightly with each grind, the creamy cum lubing every motion with sloppy, wet sounds. Haruto’s hands gripped her ass firmly, pulling her down harder to meet his upward thrusts, his serious intensity shining as he angled perfectly to rub her G-spot. She bounced gently, rising until just his tip remained inside, then dropping fully—his shaft plunging through her soaked pussy each time, bottoming out with a lewd slap of skin on skin, more cum frothing at their join. Their eyes stayed locked, her nurturing gaze full of love as she kissed him deeply, tongues dancing mid-thrust, her breasts squishing against him, sweat-slicked and sliding.
The rhythm built, her bounces faster, ass cheeks rippling in his hands as she rode him with wild abandon. "Look at me, baby... feel how much I love this," she gasped between kisses, her playful tone turning desperate. Haruto thrust up powerfully, matching her every drop, his cock entering her relentlessly—deep, precise strokes that made her walls flutter. Sweat poured between them, her juices and cum dripping down his balls, the room filled with their moans and the fan’s lazy whir. She came first, shattering with a muffled cry into his mouth, her pussy spasming hot around him, squirting lightly onto his lap. Haruto groaned, holding her down tight as he exploded inside—his cock pulsing with thick spurts, filling her overflowing depths one final, grinding entry, creamy white leaking out around his base as she trembled in his arms, their foreheads pressed together in sweaty, blissful connection.