In the quiet room of the five-star hotel, it was just the two of them. Yes, tonight they didn't head back home but extended their date right here in this luxurious suite. The soft flicker of the bedside lamp cast faint shadows across the walls, bathing the space in a warm, intimate glow that made everything feel secluded and inviting.
Allen's eyes remained fixed on Aphrodite, who now stood before him completely bare. Her cheeks were flushed with a delicate pink, but her crimson eyes held steady—there wasn't a trace of uncertainty in their depths. Her body was a masterpiece, perfectly proportioned to earn her the nickname 'goddess of beauty': standing at 170 cm tall, with a slim frame that curved into wide, alluring hips and C-cup breasts that rose and fell with her quickened breaths. Her face was flawless, a perfect 10 out of 10, every feature sculpted to captivate and mesmerize.
"...Are you really sure about this?" Allen asked, his voice low and hushed, almost a whisper in the charged air. His gaze locked directly onto hers, those shimmering crimson eyes reflecting the gentle light like hidden flames.
Aphrodite offered a small, tender smile and stepped closer, her bare skin brushing against him. Her fingers grazed his cheek lightly, as if soothing the lingering hesitation he carried deep inside.
"Hehe, Allen, I'm already naked like this, but you're still asking me that," she whispered back in a playful tone, her breath warm against his skin. "I want to be with you… forever, if I can until the end of my days."
Before he could respond, Aphrodite leaned in and captured his lips in another kiss. This one delved deeper than any before, their tongues intertwining in a slow, exploratory dance that spoke volumes of the emotions they'd held back for so long. It wasn't merely physical; it was a profound connection, laced with affection and unspoken promises that made their hearts race in unison.
Allen wrapped his arms around her, drawing her body flush against his. He felt her nipples stiffen against his chest, a subtle sign of her growing arousal. With a swift motion, he shed his own clothes, letting them pool at their feet until they stood naked together, skin to skin in the soft light.
"Ahh... tell me, Allen, do you love me?' Her lips nibbled at his earlobe as she breathed the word 'love' like a secret vow. Her soft hands roamed his back, tracing the muscles there with gentle rubs that sent shivers down his spine.
Meanwhile, Allen was lost in the taste of her smooth neck, his lips pressing kisses along the sensitive skin while his hands gripped her firm, voluptuous ass, squeezing the plush flesh possessively.
"Yes, of course I love you," he murmured against her throat. Then their mouths met again, tongues twisting like serpents in a heated embrace, saliva mingling as they poured their passion into the kiss.
His hand ventured upward, cupping one of her breasts, his thumb teasing the hardened nipple before his lips followed, latching onto it with a gentle suck.
"Ahh... ahh, yes, suck my nipples," she cried out loudly, her voice echoing in the room.
He obliged eagerly, lavishing attention on both breasts with passionate sucks and licks, his tongue swirling around the peaks. Even though she wasn't as endowed as Raviel or Tiamat, Allen savored every moment, the way her C-cups fit perfectly in his palms, soft yet responsive to his touch, drawing soft moans from her that fueled his desire.
Aphrodite's gaze drifted downward, landing on his impressive cock, now fully erect and throbbing. "It's so big... will it fit?" she murmured, though in truth, she'd glimpsed it before during one of Allen's passionate encounters with Raviel. Still, seeing it up close like this left her in awe of its size and girth, her eyes widening with a mix of excitement and anticipation.
"Ahhh..." she gasped as Allen nipped at her nipple, the sharp sensation sending jolts of pleasure through her.
"Don't worry, you'll love it later," he assured her with a husky chuckle.
"Yeah, I can imagine that much," she replied, her voice breathy.
They shifted toward the bed, bodies entwined, and soon found themselves in a 69 position—Aphrodite straddling his face while she hovered over his hips. She took his cock into her mouth, sliding it deep down her throat with surprising ease.
Gulk... gulk... gulk...
The wet, rhythmic sounds filled the air as she bobbed her head, her hand stroking the base like an experienced lover, even though this was her first time giving him such intimate attention. Her lips stretched around his thickness, tongue pressing flat against the underside as she worked him with growing confidence.
"It seems I don't need to teach you about this," Allen teased, his voice muffled but impressed, feeling the warmth of her mouth envelop him completely.
From his vantage point below, Allen had a perfect view of her small, pink, hairless pussy lips, glistening invitingly. They were exquisite, delicate folds that parted slightly to reveal her arousal. He watched as her juices began to trickle from her entrance, dripping down her thighs in thin, shiny trails.
He leaned in and started licking her slowly, his tongue tracing the outer lips before delving deeper.
Slurp... slurp...
The sounds of his mouth on her were obscene and intimate, savoring the sweet, musky taste of her as more of her wetness coated his chin.
He could feel her pussy clenching and releasing freely, her arousal flowing steadily now. His tongue found her clit, swollen and sensitive, and he sucked it gently between his lips, flicking it with precise strokes that made her hips buck.
To prepare her further, Allen slipped a finger into her tight entrance, curling it to stroke her inner walls and loosen the velvety heat around him.
"Ahhhh... yes, right there, ahhhh!" Her cries grew more desperate, her body trembling as waves of pleasure built within her.
It wasn't long before they reached their peak together. Allen's cock pulsed in her throat as he came, flooding her mouth with thick ropes of cum. Aphrodite gagged slightly but held him deep, swallowing what she could amid the intensity of her own orgasm crashing over her.
"Cough... cough..." She pulled back just enough to catch her breath, choking a bit because he'd released so much.
"Are you okay?" he asked, his tone laced with genuine worry as he sat up slightly, brushing a hand through her hair.
"I'm fine... besides, your yogurt tastes like strawberries. I really like it," she said with a shy grin, licking her lips. It looked like she was already hooked on sucking his cock.
Aphrodite, still positioned on top of Allen, glanced down and noticed his massive cock aligning with her crotch. She shifted her hips, rubbing the thick head against her slick pussy lips, teasing herself with the anticipation of what was to come. The friction sent sparks of pleasure through her core, her body already humming from their earlier release.
"Ahhh..." she moaned softly, her voice laced with need as she ground against him, coating his shaft with her fresh arousal.
Meanwhile, Allen savored the stunning view before him—her flushed face, those crimson eyes half-lidded with lust, and her perfect curves on full display.
He reached up, capturing both of her hardened nipples between his fingers, giving them a firm tug that arched her back and elicited a sharp cry from her lips. To heighten the sensation, he delivered a resounding slap to her plump ass cheek, the impact leaving a faint red mark on her pale skin.
"Ahhh..." Aphrodite gasped, the mix of pain and pleasure making her pussy clench involuntarily.
"Do you need help?" Allen asked, his tone husky with desire, though he was more than willing to let her take control.
She shook her head firmly, determination flashing in her eyes.
"Let me do it myself," she replied, her voice breathy but resolute.
With that, Aphrodite wrapped her delicate hand around his enormous cock—its 11-inch length and staggering 8-inch girth resembling the forearm of a grown man, a size that filled Allen with immense pride. She guided the bulbous tip to her entrance, the heat of her pussy radiating against him. Slowly, she lowered her hips, feeling the head breach her folds and begin to stretch her open.
"You're too big... ahhh..." she whimpered, biting her lip as she persisted, inching downward despite the intense pressure building inside her.
Allen felt the tip nudge against her hymen, the thin barrier yielding under the insistence of his size. She pressed on, sinking further until half his shaft was buried within her, her inner walls gripping him like a vice. A trickle of blood seeped from her pussy, mixing with her juices and staining the sheets below—a clear sign of her virginity lost in this moment of raw passion. The tightness was exquisite, her untouched channel squeezing him so fiercely it bordered on overwhelming.
Tears streamed down her cheeks from the sharp sting, her body trembling with the effort. Allen's heart softened at the sight; he cupped her face gently and pulled her down for a deep, reassuring kiss, his tongue soothing hers as she paused to adjust. The kiss was tender, a contrast to the ferocity of their coupling, helping her muscles relax around his invading cock.
"Hmmm... I'm okay now," she murmured against his lips, her voice steadier. With renewed resolve, she began to lift her hips and drop them in a tentative rhythm, riding him with growing confidence.
"Hmmm, yes..." Allen groaned, his hands steadying her waist as she found her pace.
She continued, taking more of him until the full length was sheathed inside her, the head kissing her cervix and pushing past into her womb, filling her completely in a way that made her feel utterly claimed. The stretch was profound, every ridge and vein of his cock pressing against her sensitive insides.
"Yes... hah... hah..." Aphrodite panted, her breaths coming in short bursts as she adapted to the fullness.
Plop... Plop...
The wet, rhythmic slapping of their hips colliding echoed through the room, a symphony of flesh meeting flesh that drowned out everything else.
"Yes... yes..." she chanted, her voice rising with each thrust, the sounds syncing with the obscene music of their union.
Allen watched, mesmerized, as her tongue lolled out in ecstasy and her C-cup breasts bounced wildly with every upward and downward motion of her hips, nipples tracing hypnotic patterns in the air.
"Ahhh, yes, your pussy is so tight," Allen groaned, the words rumbling from his chest. He could feel her velvety walls massaging his cock relentlessly, each contraction milking him deeper, the heat and pressure building an unbearable tension.
"Darling, I'm going to cum," she gasped, her movements becoming erratic as her climax approached.
"Me too," he replied, his own release coiling tight in his balls.
"Then let's cum together—cum inside me, darling," she begged, her eyes locking onto his with desperate hunger.
After twenty intense minutes of her riding him—her hips grinding and slamming down with increasing fervor—they shattered together. Allen's cock throbbed violently, unleashing torrent after torrent of hot cum directly into her womb, flooding her until it overflowed.
"Ahh... yes, darling, fill me up!" she screamed, her body jerking backward as her slick walls clenched around him like a fist, drawing out every drop. Exhausted, she collapsed onto his chest, her sweat-slicked skin pressing against his, heart pounding in sync with his.
"I love you, Allen," she whispered, nuzzling into his neck.
"Love you too," he responded, sealing it with a passionate kiss that lingered, tongues dancing lazily in the afterglow. "Ready for round two?"
"Fufufu, it seems you're not satisfied yet," she teased, a playful spark returning to her crimson eyes despite her fatigue.
With a grin, Allen flipped their positions, lifting both of her legs high and spreading them wide into an M shape. From this angle, he had an unobstructed view of her pussy—swollen, red, and leaking a creamy mix of their combined fluids, her lips gaping slightly from the recent pounding.
He aligned his still-hard cock and thrust back in with a single, powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt and shaking his hips hard and deep, each plunge rattling her core.
"Ahhh... yes," she moaned, her voice breaking as he filled her anew.
Plop... Plop... The sounds resumed, louder now, wetter, as he drove into her with relentless force.
"Harder..." she pleaded, and he obliged, increasing his pace until the bed creaked under them.
Slap... He punctuated a thrust with another sharp slap to her ass, the sting making her yelp and clench around him.
Plop...
"Yes, more... more, y-yes, right there, darling," she cried, her body arching to meet his every slam.
"A-ahhh..." Her moans turned into a continuous stream, her demeanor shifting to that of a woman utterly surrendered, craving to be ravaged without mercy.
Two hours slipped by in a blur of sweat, gasps, and unyielding thrusts. Aphrodite had lost track of her orgasms—each one crashing over her like a wave, leaving her more drenched and desperate than before, her pussy a sopping mess that squelched around his invading girth.
"All fours," Allen ordered, his voice commanding, laced with dominance that sent a thrill through her.
With legs trembling from exertion, she complied, pushing up onto her hands and knees, presenting her ass to him like an offering. He admired the view—her wide hips flaring out, cheeks flushed and marked from his earlier slaps. His hands kneaded the firm flesh roughly, squeezing until she whimpered, before he positioned his cock at her tight asshole and pushed forward with unyielding pressure.
"Ahhh... my butt!" she screamed, the initial burn intense as his massive head forced its way past her ring, stretching her impossibly wide. But it was clear from the way her hips rocked back that she was reveling in the forbidden pleasure now, her body adapting to the intrusion.
SLAP...
His palm cracked against her skin again, the pain blending seamlessly with ecstasy.
Plop... Plop... Plop...
The sounds shifted, deeper and more guttural, as he pounded her ass with savage rhythm, his balls slapping against her dripping pussy below.
"Ahh, fuck... y-yes, darling, harder—fuck my a-a-ass harder!" she begged, pushing back to take him deeper, the new sensation igniting a fire unlike anything before—a raw, anal fullness that made her toes curl.
At this point, she felt a different kind of pleasure, one that bordered on overwhelming, her nerves alight with every brutal thrust.
"F-fuck... Ahh..."
"Ahh... A-Allen, more... harder!" she demanded, her voice hoarse.
"Ahh..."
Allen didn't relent, slamming his waist forward until Aphrodite's tongue protruded fully, saliva dripping from her open mouth in a classic ahegao expression. Her mind went blank, lost in the haze of pure, mindless bliss, eyes rolling back as waves of ecstasy consumed her.
"A-ahh..." she slurred, barely coherent.
With a final, guttural groan, Allen came again, pumping thick ropes of cum deep into her ass, the heat spreading through her like liquid fire.
He pulled out briefly, only to scoop her up and pin her against the cool wall of the room. There, he impaled her pussy once more, her legs wrapping weakly around his waist as she could only moan like a bitch in heat, helpless against his onslaught.
Plop... Plop... Plop...
The wall shook with each powerful drive, her body bouncing on his cock.
"I'm going to cum again, baby," he growled, watching her belly swell noticeably from the sheer volume of semen already inside her, rounding out like early pregnancy.
"Yes, cum inside me... ahhh!" she wailed, her walls fluttering in anticipation.
More than five hours of nonstop fucking had passed—positions blurring together in a marathon of lust: missionary, doggy, standing, her riding him reverse, every variation exhausting her further. Allen had lost count of his releases, alternating between her pussy and ass, filling both until cum leaked from every orifice. By now, Aphrodite's body was limp and spent, muscles quivering from overuse, her once-perfect form marked with handprints, bites, and the sheen of endless sweat. Her stomach protruded prominently, bloated like a woman's in her third trimester, sloshing with his seed.
"I'm going to cum again, darling," he announced, thrusting deep one last time.
"Ahhh, yes," she managed, her voice faint.
Then, overwhelmed, she fainted in his arms, her head lolling against his shoulder.
Allen chuckled softly at the sight, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Well, I think that's enough for tonight."
They collapsed onto the bed together, drifting into sleep with his cock still buried deep inside her pussy—he'd simply forgotten to pull out, the warmth of her enveloping him even in rest.