Case 44: In the two’s own world. (R-18)
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''Nn... hah... hah...''

It was so hot inside here.

For a long, long time, I could only see Penelope in my eyes. Even as the sunlight coming from the window subtly changed over time, I could hardly pay attention to it.

Just like when I was with Rachael, time seemed to prolong indefinitely yet remained memorably short afterward.

I didn't know how much time had passed, but it was certain that Penelope held me for that entire duration—without a moment of separation. Her carnal desires were revealed layer by layer as she got more and more aggressive, just as my stamina depleted with each round passing.

At some point, I realized that I couldn't move so intensely anymore, yet somehow, the fact that I was in her hands entirely aroused my body so much I couldn't help but crave more. Simply, I was her doll to hug—an object to use—and I clearly loved it.

Penelope was immensely lustful.

Every time I looked into her eyes as she pounded me, I thought my being would be devoured whole. That feeling would be amplified many folds when I felt her obsessive touches—her tight, ample hold of my thighs when she did me in a missionary, her never-ending tongue kisses when I sat on her lap, or her uncivilized teeth marks left on my neck.

Even when she decided to take a break from penetrating me, she would hold me in her arms, take my lips, my chest, and play with my crotch—like now.

''Mhm...!''

Penelope's scent enveloped me. Cushioned by her soft, excellently shaped chest, I leaned my back into her embrace, entrusting my weight on her completely. Fresh from a lewd kiss, a strand of saliva pulled between our mouths. I was panting hard, almost hiccuping with air to cope with the constant pleasure ringing.

''Go ahead.'' My partner whispered, her fingers only continuing to make a mess inside my precious place.

When I looked down, I could tell that my body was visibly trembling. Only her hand was steady with its movement, and only her hardening shaft poking between my thighs remained static.

Eventually, it reached a breaking point, and everything building up burst at once.

''Hgn...!!''

Penelope's hand was drenched with my love, and as if fueled by that, she kept moving fast to get all of the liquid out. At the same time, her other hand that was on my breast reached for the little box at the side, and...

''Hm... we're out of condoms, Cecilia.''

It was empty.

Granted, I bought the biggest size the brand offered, and they could only fit six of them inside one box, but... six? Had I really been railed six times?

Hahah... these gals were insane...

''...There's another two boxes in the drawer, Penelope—''

''No. I don't like them.''

''?!''

After that firm rejection, Penelope smeared the liquid stuck on her drenched hand on her enormous shaft, which seemed more energetic than ever. Then, almost as if tying me up, she wrapped her arms tightly around my waist, pinching me up as she pulled her hip down.

''W-Wait...! Today's not my safe day!''

''I know.''

''...!''

I was stunned. But before I could do anything else, my perverted partner gently bit my ears, sounding a few words as her tip dug between my lower lip, ''I just don't want that bitch to be the only one doing you raw.''

''No, w-wait—ah...?!''

Before I knew it, her unprotected, unshielded, raw penis was inside me.

With so much lubricant and prior engagement, it slid in so smoothly and kissed my cervix so convincingly that it took a bit for me to realize what had happened.

No, but... this fulfilling sensation... it was too good...!

''Hah... this is much better, Cecilia,'' Penelope remarked, her tone carrying a pouch of smugness. 

''Y-You have to let it outside...!''

''Of course.''

''Absolutely outside, remember?!''

''Sure.''

Even though I was putting up such a front, my body was honest. Even with my worn-out muscles, I found myself unconsciously itching my hip side to side, trying to scrape my flesh against hers so that I could feel that ungodly pleasure again.

Answering that craving of mine, Penelope began to thrust her hip right after. Despite only having a few hours connected, my partner was already skillful enough to push me to the highest of ecstasy, ramming her rod in leisurely yet powerful intervals as if imprinting her marks deep inside my womanhood.

It was when my mind nearly blanked out that I realized... this woman was scary—scarily good at sex.

Even without any aphrodisiac, she still made my whole experience up until this point a total euphoria—like using an addictive drug. That wasn't to say that Rachael was bad, but the princess clearly wasn't as skilled as Penelope.

''This is crazy good...''

Yes, perhaps she was a natural at sex. Perhaps that was why she never seemed to stop enjoying herself at the cost of making me feel good. If this was her first time, then how would she do in a few years?

Ah... I really wanted to date her now.

''Hyah...!?''

My distracting thinking during such brain-scattering moments was thrown away when Penelope decided to pull out and push me down the bed again. With one hand, she grabbed my leg and hugged it to her side, and with the other, she grabbed the phone lying near my waist and pointed the camera at me.

As I looked up at a spiteful-looking Penelope, my already fast-beating heart pounded even harder. Did she not like something...?

''Say hi to Her Highness, Cecilia.''

''Uh, um...''

...So she was still jealous of Rachael. I knew I wouldn't want to comply, but when she repeatedly tapped her penis against my crotch right when I was nearing to burst like this...

Sorry, Rachael.

''G-Good afternoon, Your Highness. It's Cecilia.'' I shyly spoke up, posing a double peace sign.

''And who are you with?'' Penelope immediately followed up.

''I'm with Penelope, my... um... friend with benefits?''

''Go on.''

''I'm well aware that I have committed a grave crime... but it was something I agreed to, Your Highness. Please forgive me.''

Right after I finished my sentence, Penelope nodded approvingly and pushed hers in again. This time, she moved more urgently and violently as if wanting to knock some serious semen into me, sending myself gasping for air.

''Mmm...!!''

Soon enough, the pricking pleasure winded up into a powerful climax, but that did little to stop her from moving even faster, effectively numbing my whole body and mind with even more pleasure on top.

At this point, I already forgot that she couldn't let it out inside. My legs, following my most powerful desires, locked behind her back.

''...You can't blame me for this, Cecilia.''

I couldn't really make out what came afterward, but I remembered feeling something hot inside my stomach... and that we stayed connected that way for much, much longer, lost in our own world.

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