NTR: My Apartment Complex

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Otome (5)

"You truly are... my husband is right outside, yet you are fucking me so roughly. Does it feel extremely stimulating, young man?"

Otome turned her gorgeous face lightly, her dazed eyes covered in an ecstatic mist film, her full red lips smiling softly, flirtatiously and provocatively.

The feeling of almost being caught right in front of the thin door layer held no fear for her whatsoever; on the contrary, it made her narrow inner anus walls contract more fiercely than ever, squeezing my vein-covered shaft tightly as if wanting to wring out every last drop of vital energy.

"Stimulating indeed... So stimulating I want to tear you apart right this instant!"

I gritted my teeth, uttering in a muddy tone. The ultimate excitement from the illicit affair made the flame of lust inside me burn fiercely.

I extended my large hand forward, slipping past her snow-white flank to grab her brimmed bare breast that was swaying rhythmically with every rapid breath of Otome.

My two fingers pinched tight, plucking hard, and then twisting around her pink nipple tip that had stiffened long ago.

Rustle... Smack!

I brutally twisted her sensitive nipple into deformed shapes, pulling it lightly forward and then continuously curving it. The rough friction on her bare natural beauty resonated perfectly with the brutal downward hip stroke from behind.

"Ah... Ha... Easy... My breasts are totally deformed... Ahhh!~"

Otome tilted her head back wildly, her bare back arching into a perfect curve on the leather couch. The brutal force of twisting her nipple made her shudder violently, her tight anus vault immediately contracting urgently, squeezing my vein-covered penis shaft so fiercely it threatened to burn all logic away.

"Save some for my husband to use too."

Without giving her time to pant, I squeezed Otome’s blooming buttocks tightly, starting to slam my hips and thrust upward continuously at wind-slashing speed, turning the small room into a dirty, illicit paradise of lovemaking.

The hip rhythm from behind reached the ultimate peak of frenzy. In the small room filled with a thick, sweet scent of love, I held Otome’s slender hips firmly, slamming hard repeatedly without a shred of mercy.

The vein-covered penis shaft poked deep continuously, pounding brutally into the deepest end inside her narrow anus walls, rubbing wildly against her most sensitive point.

Smack! Smack! Squelch!

The crisp sound of flesh impacts resonated with the copious pleasure fluid overflowing from the super plump vulva right below, creating the ultimate dirty sound. The brutal force of twisting her nipple together with the wind-slashing thrusting rhythm drove Otome into a narrow corner of bliss.

No longer able to maintain the delicate, proud air of a mature woman, Otome completely turned into a slave to lust.

Her head tilted back wildly, her gorgeous eyes rolling white in ultimate ecstasy, her pink tongue sticking completely out, panting rapidly and groaning continuous broken, mind-numbing dirty sounds.

"Ah... Ha... Thirsty... So wonderful... Gasp... Ahhh...~!"

Her anus walls unexpectedly contracted violently, the muscle fibers squeezing my vein-covered shaft with unprecedented, terrible squeezing force, signaling the peak of lovemaking had burst open.

At the same time, her super plump vulva right below also overflowed with waves of piping-hot pleasure fluid, splashing wildly over the leather couch surface.

My endurance was completely defeated before that dirty image. I let out a muddy growl, pressing my hips hard to thrust as deep as possible to the very bottom of her anus and then held tight.

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

Waves of thick, red-hot semen spurted out fiercely, pumped straight deep inside her frantically contracting cave vault. Otome shuddered violently, her entire body trembling following each surging wave of warm vital essence.

After long, rapid breaths, I slowly pulled my still swollen, vein-covered shaft out of her red, swollen anus.

Otome sprawled out on the leather couch surface, her sweat-drenched bare back heaving rhythmically. She gently used her hand to brush away a hair strand clinging to her flushed cheek, lightly turning her head back, her eyes soaked with mist looking at me and letting out a provocative smile:

"How is it, young man? You were almost wrung completely dry at this second hole, weren’t you?"

I smirked with a wicked smile, slapping a light SMACK! onto her round buttocks that still clearly retained my handprint, uttering a muddy voice responding without a shred of hesitation:

"It’s not clear who wrung whom yet, owner. Your anus squeezed so tight it almost made me come early, but look... who is the one rolling their eyes white, sticking out their tongue groaning like that?"

Otome burst into a deeply amused giggle at that evenly matched encounter, gently slithering closer, pressing her soft bare breasts against my chest to jointly enjoy the ecstatic lingering taste after the wild lovemaking session.

Otome lowered her head, looking down at the penis shaft that was still vein-covered, swollen, and rock-hard like cold iron between my thighs, her eyes flashing with ultimate astonishment.

The layer of red-hot semen had not even had time to completely drain off the glans, yet the brutal vitality of youth showed no sign of subsiding whatsoever.

"Oh, ejaculated 3 times and still hasn’t shriveled? Are you really not using drugs?"

Otome spoke in astonishment, and then her full red lips immediately curled into a dirty, greedy smile.

Her mist-covered eyes glided past each bulging blood vein on my vein-covered shaft, blinking lightly as if she had just found an invaluable treasure.

"If that’s the case... your penis is truly one of a kind in this world."

She slowly stuck her pink tongue out to lightly lick her juicy lips, leaving a shiny trail of saliva under the yellow light. Her ambition and instinctual craving completely overwhelmed all wild exhaustion.

"Then I must enjoy it completely..."

Without a moment of hesitation, Otome turned her full body completely around on the long resting leather couch. She rested her smooth bare back against the couch frame, her long, slender legs raised high and then opened wide to the maximum on both sides, fully displaying her barest, most ecstatic private area before my eyes.

Using her two hands painted in dark red nail polish, Otome actively reached down, using her skillful fingers to pull wide the two flesh lips of her super plump, pink vulva that was slightly swollen from lovemaking.

The internal mucosal flesh layer was soaked in nectar, red-hot, and slippery with pleasure fluid heaving open, radiating a thick, sweet, extremely provocative scent of love.

"Come here..."

She whispered in a deep, ultimately dirty voice, her two thighs trembling violently like a spellbinding invitation.

That rough provocation was like pouring more oil onto the burning flame inside me. I surged forward, both hands pinning her snow-white, wide-open thighs down, pressing my large, red-hot glans straight in front of her pleasure-fluid-slimy crotch. Without keeping Otome waiting any longer, I took momentum and slammed my hips hard, driving the entire vein-covered shaft deep to the hilt into the innermost realm of her urgently contracting lovemaking cave.

"~ Ughmmm..."

The brutal downward hip slam drove the entire vein-covered length deep to the hilt to the very bottom of the wide-open cave vault. The sensation of being wrapped immediately transformed completely, burning every sensitive nerve of mine.

Otome’s vulva, after three rounds of lovemaking and having just overflowed with pleasure fluid, became red-hot like a nectar furnace.

The mucosal flesh layer inside was extremely slimy, pleasure fluid flowing out copiously mixed with the warm lingering taste, creating perfect slipperiness yet contracting fiercely to a frantic degree.

Her thick muscle fibers were like velvet rings squeezing tight, hugging around every bulging vein on my penis shaft, clamping tightly without leaving even a small gap.

Rustle... Squelch... Squeegee!

The dirty sound resounded lively throughout the small room as I began thrusting my hips.

With every rhythm pulled out and then stabbed deep back, the large glans rubbed hard past her wet mucosal layer, slamming straight into her wide-open uterine entrance. The glowing heat and brutal squeezing force from her nectar-drenched cave vault made me let out a muddy groan, both hands pinning Otome’s snow-white thighs, thrusting continuously at stormy speed.

"Ah... Ha... So tight... Inside you is hot as fire, Otome!"

Otome tilted her head back wildly against the leather couch frame, both hands clutching her own thighs to keep her legs opened to the maximum.

Her cheeks were flushed red, her eyes dazed with surging pleasure as her wet cave vault was continuously plowed, swallowing the bottomless vitality of the young man.

"Your penis is hotter than inside me, young man..."

Otome spoke in rapid, panting breaths, her eyes covered in an ecstatic mist film staring intently at me. Her full red lips, smooth with pleasure fluid, curled slightly, whispering flirtatious praise:

"The feeling of being fucked into mind-numbing bliss to this degree... This is the first time I’ve ever experienced it..."

The submissive confession from the proud, mature woman was like a flame poured straight into my possessive instincts.

The downward hip-slamming rhythm from above became even more violent; every upward thrust from below slammed the vein-covered shaft deep to the hilt, shocking straight deep inside her nectar-soaked cave vault.

Smack! Smack! Squelch!

"Is that so? Then remember this feeling well, Otome!" I smirked with a wicked smile, my two hands squeezing her snow-white, wide-open pair of thighs tightly, my voice uttering in a muddy tone teasing her:

"So that from now on, whenever you are next to your old husband, in your head there will only be the memory of this red-hot penis!"

The dirty teasing words made Otome shudder violently. Her blooming hips automatically surged up, actively swallowing every inch of vein-covered flesh plowing repeatedly.

Her wet, red-hot vulva mucosal layer seemed as if it wanted to melt, contracting frantically to squeeze my penis shaft in every wind-slashing thrust.

"Um... Ha... You are very arrogant... But I like it..." Otome tilted her head back wildly, both hands clutching the leather couch frame tightly, abandoning herself to the brutal frenzy of youth driving her into an endless sea of bliss.

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