133 [Bonus chapter] Waterfall (R18)
‘She’s a squirter,’ I thought to myself, as I withdrew my shaft, the motion effortlessly executed with less effort due to the way it smoothly and gradually slid out of her cone. ‘And an incredibly wet squirter,’ I pondered once more, driven by a growing desire. This time, as I thrust back inside, I unleashed an intensified force and ferocity, causing a resounding “PAHH~~~” to reverberate throughout the enclosed room. In response to my passionate actions, Ayla echoed with a fervent and unrestrained “AHHH”.
Her mouth hung wide open, while her eyes mirrored a mixture of disbelief and astonishment at the sheer force and depth of my thrusts.
‘Incredible,’ I thought once again, struggling to maintain an outwardly indifferent expression while relishing the sensations of Ayla’s luscious pink hole. I couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of her vagina juice cascading towards the ground, a mix of amazement and astonishment swirling within me. It was as if I had turned open the faucet of pleasure, allowing her torrent of desire to flow freely.
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“~~PAH~~ SQUEELCCH~~” The forceful collision of our bodies resonated in the room, punctuated by the unmistakable sound of wetness.
“PAH~~~ SQUELCHHH~~” The rhythm of our union intensified, a symphony of pleasure and satisfaction echoing through the air.
Despite being unable to massage and gently squeeze her large pointed breasts to my liking due to our current situation, I found immense pleasure in the sudden gasps of breath that escaped her lips. These gasps soon transformed into melodic lullabies, filling the room and resonating in my ears, as I delved into the wettest, most inviting hole my engorged tip had ever explored.
“AH~~ PAH~~ SQUELCH~~”
“aAH~~ PAAH~~ SQUELCH~~” I attempted to restrain myself, but how could I possibly suppress the primal synchronization between our bodies? Each thrust, fierce and unyielding, was met with her sweet moans, urging me to delve deeper into the depths of her inner walls.
“Pah~ PAH~~ Pah~ PAH~~ PAH~~~”
“UH~~ Ah~ Ah~ Uhh~~ AuH~~”
And soon, as her breath quickened and the moans she had desperately tried to suppress escaped from her lips, Ayla let out a primal scream that reverberated through the room. It was as if her entire body, from her trembling legs upward, had been jolted by a surge of electricity. “~~AHHHHHHHH~~~” Her mouth stretched wide open, and droplets of spit and saliva were propelled into the air, as if this experience was unlike anything she had ever encountered before in her life.
Immediately after her scream subsided, it felt as though my leg had been submerged in a small pool. I glanced down, only to witness Ayla’s juices cascading onto the floor with astonishing speed. The extent of her arousal reached even the vicinity of the village chieftess, narrowly missing her as she was swiftly pulled back in time to avoid the deluge of Ayla’s liquid carnality.
“This…” My attention snapped back to my throbbing shaft, still deeply embedded within Ayla’s matured vagina, now feeling like a force against a dam, on the verge of breaking through. Before I could even formulate a coherent thought, intense bursts of thick liquid erupted from her inner walls, colliding against my waist before streaming down my legs, mingling with the pooled fluids on the floor.
Again and again, sharp bursts of thick liquid erupted from Ayla’s engulfing depths, each one surprised me with its force and direction. I swiftly grasped the situation, realizing that Ayla was experiencing a powerful release. Reacting quickly, I withdrew my shaft from its plunged sanctuary and witnessed her once-dribbling tap transform into a fully opened fountain, shooting its contents against my chest and face.
“Wonderful…” The word slipped from my lips in awe as I hastily wiped off the thick, intoxicating liquid from my face with my palm. My tongue darted out to taste the remnants, savouring the delicious nectar that lingered.
Meanwhile, Ayla, unable to remain standing on her own two legs, resorted to dropping her hands to the ground for support. Her outstretched palm collided with the reddish moulded clay floor as her buttocks remained suspended in the same position. Every droplet of her escaped pussy juice landed on my face, gradually trickling down to my chest. The result: every inch of my body that faced her was drenched in her luscious juices.
After a while, Ayla’s fervent flow of juices began to subside, morphing into sporadic eruptions resembling a spritz from a nozzle. Each burst elicited a breathless “~AHHUU~~” from her lips, as if she were relishing the last remnants of pleasure. Eventually, her upper body succumbed to exhaustion, collapsing onto the ground. With a hurried motion, she propped herself up using both elbows and hands, desperately attempting to catch her breath.
Without a shadow of a doubt, this was the most unbelievable scene I had ever witnessed since the day I first graced this world and my awakening. Suddenly, the voice of the Village Chieftess resonated, snapping me out of my reverie. There was an unusual amount of concern in her tone as she asked, “Are you okay, Ayla?”
I tore my gaze away from the Village Chieftess and refocused on Ayla just in time to witness her nodding vigorously, attempting to regain her composure. “Haaa… Haaa… I’m Haaaaa… okay, Chieftess,” Ayla managed to reply, her legs still immersed in the puddles of her own essence. She spoke suddenly, her voice tinged with urgency as her words struggled to align with her ragged breaths, “I am sorry for the mess, Chieftess. I promise to take…”
But she was instantly cut off by the calm words of the Village Chieftess. “It’s okay. I saw what happened, and considering who you are, I can’t really blame you,” she stated, her gaze shifting from Ayla to fixate on me. “Though unexpected, I am truly amazed by what you have demonstrated. It aligns with what Fiona and the other teachers have shared with me,” she paused, her eyes momentarily drifting down to my throbbing member, pulsating like a wild beast. “Furthermore, it seems you haven’t released yet.”