Chapter 753 The Vial's Effect
Chapter 753 The Vial's Effect
"As soon as I drank that liquid and it reached my stomach, my dick was raging hard. I felt like it could even penetrate a wall. Like, really… It was more robust than a mountain. And it was burning… like inflammation. I wanted to put it in the freezer.
A few more seconds passed, and it began to pain me. I thought everything would be okay in a few seconds, but I was wrong. It got worse instead. It hurt so bad that I wanted to chop it off.
It was pulsating so hard as if it had gotten a small heart inside. I was scared that it would explode if I didn't plug it in your pussy. So I placed the tip on the slit and tried to find you whole. Then, you slowly moved my dick a bit lower and asked me to push it.
And the tip entered inside. It felt so great that I plunged my entire dick in your pussy with the second push. And… It felt great. The inflammation in my dick had cooled down and gave me great relief.
The pain in my dick vanished, and I felt pleasure instead. The pulsating stopped after your pussy tightly squeezed my dick from all sides. In short, my dick which was suffering hell suddenly entered paradise.
I mean, that felt so good that I forgot I had to move my hips. But you reminded me. And then… I fucked you… I fucked you senseless. Your moans had filled the room, and you were moaning so loud that I was afraid someone might hear us.
The liquid gave me so much energy and strength that I didn't even stop for a second after cumming. I just fucked and fucked and came and came and fucked you… again and again for the rest of the night.
We changed positions and tried doggy style. I always liked that position, even when I watched porn and hentai. I plugged my dick again and grabbed you by the waist. After that, all I remember was cumming 20 times in the next 2 hours.
You also kept orgasming every five to ten minutes. Each time you were close to orgasm, you would moan my name and tell me how much you loved me. Your body would tremble, and your pussy would twitch every time you orgasmed.
You would ask me to stop after orgasming each time, saying you were sensitive and you needed a break, but I kept fucking you. You would moan my name, which was the… best part."
"I now know why you always ask me to moan your name," Eleanor grinned.
"You know… we fucked for 33 hours straight."
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"What?! How?!" She exclaimed.
"We didn't eat, drink, or sleep. We didn't even get off the bed. We just changed positions and kept fucking."
"But how?! You were only human!"
"I know, but I didn't eat hungry, thirty, or sleepy."
"And what about me?"
"You also. Although you did pass out for an hour or two, but I was fucking you at that time too. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I didn't want to stop. I tried to take a rest since you weren't awake and no longer moaning, but as soon as I pulled my dick out of your pussy and kept it outside for a minute, the inflammation and the throbbing pain returned.
So I had no choice but to keep it inside your pussy. And once it was inside… how could I stop myself from thrusting my hips to fuck you?
And when you woke and realized you were getting railed, you smiled and asked me to kiss you. And we continued fucking till the next day."
Eleanor raised her brows while squinting her eyes and pondered for a few seconds before asking, "So you're telling me that we were in a closed hotel room for 36 hours, and no one suspected anything? I know that hotel was mine, but like… seriously?"
She shrugged her hands with a puzzled look on her face.
"The party… I mean, your birthday party and the opening ceremony of the resort hotel lasted for three days… nonstop. And it was just as crowded during the day as it was at night. Yes, we did receive dozens of calls, but we never cared to answer them.
The bed sheet was stained entirely with our cums, and the room reeked of… well, fuck, obviously. Every time I pulled my dick out to change positions, our milkshake would drip out of your pussy.
You would try to wipe it with tissues so I could fill you up again, but we had run out of tissues too. So you would take it out with your fingers and wait for it to drip out. While my dick would start acting again whenever I kept it outside for more than a minute.
That happened multiple times, but I actually started enjoying it because I loved the pleasure and feeling when I plugged it inside you. Don't call me a masochist because I wasn't taking pleasure from the pain."
"You read my mind," she chuckled softly and asked, "What happened after that?"
"Nothing, I fucked you until I passed out, or should I say— when the liquid's effect ran out."
"Yeah…"
"When I woke up, you were sitting beside me on the bed with your hands on your face, naked. My nose was filled with the smell of cum. Even your body was covered in it. And the bedsheet was stained by it, and there was a big stain on the spot between your legs.
Since we both fell asleep and my cum dripped out of your cave for the entire night on one spot.
I had also just regained consciousness and realized that I fucked my best friend's mother.
When you noticed I was awake, you looked at me with pleading eyes and asked me, 'Do you remember anything?'
I thought you were asking about last night, so I replied yes. But obviously, you were referring to 1989."