The Heart System

Chapter 723: Chapter 723

I kept thrusting hard and deep, grinding against her clit with every stroke, but deliberately holding back from giving her exactly what she needed. "Not yet, you greedy slut. I want to hear you beg more. Tell me how much better I am than your husband. Tell me whose cock this pussy really belongs to."

Carrie’s eyes were glassy with desperation, her body trembling beneath me. "Yours... it belongs to you... my husband can’t make me cum like this, he’s too old, too small... your cock is so much bigger, so much better, please, Evan, let me cum... I’m your slut... I’m your married whore... please make me cum on your cock..."

I smiled darkly and finally gave her what she needed. I started fucking her with long, brutal strokes, slamming into her soaked cunt over and over. The wet slapping sounds grew louder as I pounded her without mercy.

"That’s it," I said. "Cum for me, you married slut. Cum on the cock that actually satisfies you. Show me how much you need it."

"Evan... fuck, Evan... oh..."

"Look at you... fat fuck. You fucking worthless bitch."

"Oh... fuck. FUCK. FUUCK!"

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. Her whole body tensed up, then shook violently as the pleasure crashed through her. Her pussy clenched and pulsed around my cock in powerful, rhythmic spasms, milking me desperately as she let out a long, broken scream of ecstasy.

Her juices gushed around my shaft, soaking my balls and the sheets beneath her as she rode out the intense waves. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream as the orgasm seemed to go on and on.

I kept fucking her through it, drawing out every last second of her pleasure, savoring the way her pussy squeezed and fluttered around me.

"Good girl," I groaned, my voice low and rough.

Fuck, another negative point for my reputation points. I told myself I wouldn’t do the dirty talk anymore, but... it felt like something just clicked and it happened automatically. I had to stop this before it was too late.

I kept fucking her anyway, my hips moving in a steady, deep rhythm. The old motel bed creaked loudly under our combined weight with every thrust, the springs protesting as I drove into her.

"You’re taking my dick so good," I murmured, keeping my voice softer now. "Your pussy feels incredible... so warm and wet around me."

Carrie moaned loudly, her thick body jiggling with every deep stroke. "Yes... keep going... it feels so good... don’t stop..."

I leaned over her, kissing her neck as I continued thrusting. "That’s it... just like that. You feel so perfect. So tight and soft at the same time."

The bed continued to creak rhythmically as I fucked her. Carrie’s moans grew louder, her hands gripping my back, nails digging into my skin.

"Evan... ahh... you’re so deep..." she whimpered, her legs still pulled back against her chest. "It feels so good... I love how you fill me up..."

I kept the pace steady, grinding against her with every thrust. "You love how it fills you up, huh?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"Such a perfect slut for my cock."

Carrie’s breathing was getting heavier, her moans turning into desperate little gasps. "Please... don’t stop... I need your cock... I need you..."

I kissed her again, swallowing her moans as I continued fucking her. The wet sounds of our bodies meeting mixed with the creaking of the bed, creating a filthy but intimate rhythm.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

I pulled out with a groan, my cock slick and throbbing. Carrie’s eyes widened in panic. She immediately rolled over and got under the blanket, pulling it up to cover herself completely.

I quickly pulled my pants up and walked toward the door, trying to look casual.

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ON A ROLL QUEST: 120 SC

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Answer the door naked.

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Well, fuck it.

I walked to the door and opened it just a crack, making sure it wouldn’t reveal Carrie on the bed. A woman stood in the hallway. She had long, straight black hair that fell past her shoulders and pale, flawless skin. She was wearing a long, elegant black dress that hugged her figure perfectly.

Her eyes immediately dropped to my still-throbbing cock, which was still hard and glistening from being inside Carrie. She elegantly placed a finger on her lips and smiled warmly, almost playfully.

"Oh, my. I didn’t think you’d answer the door like this, Mister," she said softly, her voice smooth and amused.

"Guess I did," I replied, not bothering to cover myself. "What do you want, Ma’am?"

"I’m in the next room. Name’s Lilac. And whoever you’re having sex with... is a little too loud, Mister. Please keep it down."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry about that," I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

That was it. She looked at my cock one more time, then met my eyes again with that same warm smile. "Have fun," she whispered silently, giving me a small wink before turning and walking away. "But silently, pretty please."

"Yeah, thanks," I muttered, closing the door.

Well... awkward.

I turned back to Carrie and shrugged at her with a sheepish grin. She was still on the bed, looking at me with a mix of amusement and lingering arousal. I walked back toward her.

Carrie got off the blanket and stood up. She walked over to the small desk in the corner of the room, placed both hands on it, and arched her back deeply. She looked over her shoulder at me, presenting herself in a perfect doggy-style position, ass pushed out, back curved, legs slightly spread.

I got behind her, lined my still-hard cock up with her wet entrance, and pushed it back inside her in one smooth thrust. She moaned softly as I bottomed out, her walls clenching around me.

Carrie glanced back at me over her shoulder, still bent over the desk. "Who was that?"

"A woman," I replied, my hands resting on her hips. "She wanted you to be quiet."

"Oh... sorry," she said, a little embarrassed. "I got too into it, I suppose."