NTR: My Apartment Complex

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: The redhead girl (4)

Paying no heed to her resistance, one hand of mine clamped firmly around her slender waist, while the other guided the massive, veiny, rock-hard phallus straight against her partially parted vulva cleft. I drove my hips forward with a decisive strike, completely filling the tight vaginal cavity with that terrifying length.

"Aah... um...!"

The brutal penetration and oversized dimensions made her throw her head back, her red hair scattering to brush against the wall. A piercing sensation of pain intertwined with a cresting wave of peak pleasure instantly erupted along her spine, making her body jerk sharply, her parted lips letting out choked, lewd moans.

Right in the middle of the accelerating thrusting tempo, I leaned down, blowing my scorching breath against her flushing earlobe and lowering my voice to ask teasingly:

"Do you know why the women I rape absolutely never dare to go to the police?"

Hearing that question, the girl’s entire body went stiff. In her mind, the real answer appeared vividly clear through the very things her body was experiencing at this exact moment.

Hammered by continuous and brutal hip slams that ravaged the deepest recesses of her soul, her eyes glazed over with ecstasy, her pink tongue unconsciously lolling out amidst intermittent moans. She completely understood the reason. It wasn’t out of fear or intimidation, but simply because... being fucked by a man possessing a phallus this huge, powerful, and skilled felt truly too incredible. That supreme sensation of bliss had shattered all morals, leaving them wishing for nothing more than to drown in carnal indulgence, with never a thought of reporting it to the police.

"~ Um... ahgmm... ... pant...!"

I swung my hips, thrusting continuously, every single pelvic slam forceful, decisive, and overflowing with power, making her snow-white buttocks ring out with sharp, obscene sounds of colliding flesh.

The feeling of being brutally ravaged inside her plump vaginal cavity, combined with the inescapable posture of being forced onto the toilet bowl, drove the red-haired girl’s nervous system to the brink of madness.

She dug her ten fingertips deep into my shoulders, her body writhing and trembling violently to every single hip stroke of mine. In her mind at that moment, a fierce internal battle was tearing apart carnal pleasure and lingering remorse. Chaotic thoughts raced continuously through her cerebrum:

"Damn it... This feeling... is truly too amazing... Am I really being fucked by him to the point of losing my mind like this...? But... no... I’m cheating, doing this is a betrayal and terribly wrong to my boyfriend back home..."

Panic flickered briefly in her tear-filled eyes, but was instantly swept away by a scorching wave of pleasure. She hurried to rationalize, deceiving herself to salvage a shred of fragile dignity:

"No... I’m not doing this willingly... I’m being raped right now... Yes, he’s forcing me, I’m the victim here... Why is my body betraying my reason like this... um... ahgmm...!"

Those rationalizations were swiftly blown away like smoke by deep, driving plunges that struck straight against her inner climax spot. She threw her neck back, moaning soundlessly, completely surrendering as her lewd instincts swallowed up her reason.

Sensing the red-haired girl’s body begin to shake uncontrollably, her plump inner vaginal walls contracting repeatedly in pulses as if trying to milk out every single drop of arousal fluid, I let out a low chuckle. I proactively slowed my pace slightly, keeping the massive phallus buried deep inside before leaning down to whisper into her flushing earlobe in a teasing tone:

"You like it a lot, don’t you? Looking at the way you’re moaning and clinging tightly to me like this, don’t even bother opening your mouth to deny it, sweetheart."

Having her inner heart exposed right while the pleasure was still surging to its absolute peak, her facade of victimhood and feeble excuses instantly shattered. She jerked, hastily shaking her head violently, using every last ounce of remaining strength to argue back stubbornly in order to preserve a shred of fragile pride:

"No... not at all! Who the hell would like a... a pervert like you!" She bit her lip hard, her eyes glaring wide at me while brimming with a mix of grievance and ecstasy, "~ You... you bastard... I told you I’m being raped! Don’t... don’t you dare slander and delude yourself!"

Hearing that stubborn yet weak and unconvincing retort, I couldn’t help but chuckle. I gripped her slender waist tightly, continuing to provoke her:

"Slander? Then why is your mouth cursing, while your lower region keeps sucking tightly onto my phallus and won’t let go? Looks like you’re still quite attached to this feeling after all."

"You... shut your mouth right up!" She shrieked in a panic, her face flushing bright red from having her inner thoughts exposed, her hands flailing wildly and striking my chest in futility, "~ Stop talking nonsense... You bastard...!"

The sharp sounds of colliding flesh rang out conspicuously in the cramped space, blending with chaotic pants and wet, obscene noises emitting from the vaginal cavity being ravaged mercilessly. Paying no mind to her feeble arguments, I continued swinging my hips, delivering deep, violent, and decisive thrusts.

The massive, veiny phallus continuously plowed deep into her plump, scorching vaginal cavity. High-intensity friction caused the slime, arousal juices, and white foam to meld together, bubbling up and spilling over her labial lips, dripping patter-pat-patter onto the restroom floor.

That overwhelmingly intense and brutal stimulation completely collapsed the final fortress of the red-haired girl’s reason. She whipped her head back, her spine curving upward like a taut bow. Her entire body shook violently, her eyes rolling backward in ecstasy, her tight vaginal cavity suddenly contracting frantically, squeezing my shaft with maximal force.

"Aah... No... No way... It’s... it’s happening again...!"

She screamed out unconsciously as an immensely powerful wave of orgasm ambushed her brain. A torrential flood of opaque slime and arousal juices gushed forth profusely, soaking her inner thighs and the shaft of my phallus. She completely collapsed, her hands sliding limply down my shoulders, languidly panting at broken intervals amidst the suffocating bliss.

Feeling the vaginal vault below trembling and pulsing in contractions that drained her remaining strength, I chuckled lowly, pausing for a moment before looking down at her dazed face lost in the aftershocks of her climax, and spoke in a triumphantly teasing tone:

"Peeing and spraying liquid everywhere like a leaky faucet after just this much fucking? Looks like your mouth is tough and full of excuses, but this slutty pussy of yours is remarkably honest, sweetheart."

Exposed right while the orgasm aftershocks were still racing down her spine, her face flushed as red as a ripe tomato. She weakly bit her lip, glaring at me with eyes devoid of any remaining strength to resist, leaving her with no choice but to surrender to my upcoming strokes.

Giving her no chance to recover from the previous orgasm, I used both hands to brutally force her legs wide open to their absolute maximum, creating the widest possible angle right atop the toilet bowl. Her plump, crimson, fluid-drenched vulva was completely and fully exposed before my eyes.

"Let me show you what my true capability is," I muttered in a deep, challenging tone, before suddenly lunging forward.

I began thrusting my hips at a dizzying speed combined with terrifying power. The massive, veiny phallus drove in repeatedly, every single stroke burying to the hilt, jabbing straight and plowing brutally all the way to her uterine vault.

The sound of colliding flesh rang out incessantly, blending with the obscenely splashing sounds of arousal fluids spraying everywhere.

Tortured by that terrifying intensity and dimension, the red-haired girl panicked, throwing her neck back as she shrieked, tears streaming down her face:

"Stop... I’m going crazy... You bastard, slow down right now! It hurts so much... ahgmm...!"

She bit her lip hard, cursing me mercilessly, her fists pounding relentlessly against my chest in protest. Yet, deep within her mind clouded by carnal pleasure, she was completely conquered. Though her mouth cursed, deep down she had to silently admit: the feeling of being plunged this deep was simply too incredible; it was just that this guy’s speed and force were way too fast—many times faster than her useless, weak boyfriend back home.

"~ Um... ahgmm... way too fast... I can’t take much more...!"

My terrifying and brutal thrusting tempo increasingly pushed past every boundary of the red-haired girl’s endurance. The massive, veiny phallus continuously slid in and out at a blistering pace, tearing through and plowing up her scorching-hot vaginal cavity like a blazing furnace.

The heat generated by the high-intensity friction made her entire body tremble violently, sweating as if caught in a downpour. She rolled her eyes backward, her pink tongue lolling out unconsciously amidst her broken, breathless moans. Her inner vaginal walls swelled up, contracting madly and repeatedly as if trying to swallow my entire shaft whole.

Amidst the heavy panting and suffocation of the carnal peak, hazy, debauched thoughts spiraled deep into her mind:

"Turns out... this is the exact feeling of being fucked that I’ve been searching for all this time... It’s truly too insane..."

Though the deep-to-the-hilt plunges striking straight into her womb left her lower abdomen feeling tight and dully uncomfortable, the surging wave of supreme pleasure completely overpowered every sensation of pain. Reason completely collapsed, leaving her with no strength left to resist or curse; the restroom space now echoed solely with her lewd, desperate, and ultimately blissful moans:

-" Ughmm... aggh.... so hot..."

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