Chapter 42: Chapter 42 : Whole Night Sex Arc Part 3
Ayame clung to Haruto in his lap, her fourth orgasm rippling through her, pussy overflowing with his fresh cum as it dripped in thick, warm streams down his balls onto the soaked mattress. Their sweaty foreheads touched, breaths ragged and synced, her kind-hearted eyes shining with pure adoration as she peppered his face with soft kisses. "You’re my everything, baby... so strong for me," she whispered, her guardian voice trembling with emotion, stroking his cheek tenderly. Haruto’s serious focus never wavered, his cock still buried deep and twitching inside her—he craved giving her every peak, every shudder, matching her pleasure with his own unyielding drive. She smiled playfully, nipping his lip. "Let’s switch it up... lie down on your side with me. I want you close, wrapped around me."
Haruto nodded intently, easing out of her with a slow, creamy slide—his cock emerging glistening and coated, strings of cum stretching between them before breaking, her pussy clenching emptily as more leaked out. He shifted to lie on his left side, the sheets clinging wetly to his skin, pulling Ayame with him so she mirrored on her right, facing away. Her body molded perfectly to his—her round ass pressing back against his groin, full breasts spilling forward, one leg bent slightly. "Like this," she cooed, lifting her top leg and draping it over his thigh, her bottom leg staying straight beneath him. Haruto knelt slightly between her thighs, his knee nudging her bottom leg wider as he straddled it, his cock nestling hot against her ass cheek. Her nurturing hand reached back, guiding him. "Enter me slow... make me feel every inch."
He gripped her hip with serious precision, angling his hips forward—the slick head of his cock tracing her dripping folds first, parting them easily through the messy cum pooling there. He pushed in steadily, entering her pussy inch by thick inch from this side angle, her walls gripping him tighter than ever, the penetration stretching her uniquely as he sank fully inside, his base flush against her ass, balls resting on her thigh. Ayame moaned deeply, her body arching back into him, one hand clutching the sheets. "Oh yes... so tight, baby," she gasped, her voice affectionate and raw, her top leg flexing on his thigh for deeper access.
Haruto began thrusting with deliberate rhythm, his free hand sliding around to cup her swaying breast, pinching her hard nipple as he drove forward—his cock plunging through her soaked, cum-filled pussy each time, withdrawing halfway before slamming back in with a wet smack, the angle letting him grind against her G-spot perfectly. Her ass jiggled against his hips with every entry, sweat-slick skin sliding, her juices and cum frothing at their join, dripping down her thigh. Ayame rocked back to meet him, her playful moans turning urgent, reaching down to rub her clit furiously. "Deeper, my love... give it to me!" she cried softly, her guardian warmth mixing with wild need.
The pace intensified, Haruto’s focused thrusts powerful and angled just right, his body half-covering hers protectively as sweat poured off them both, the humid room echoing with sloppy sounds and gasps. Her walls clenched rhythmically, milking him hard, and she shattered with a muffled scream into the pillow—her pussy spasming wildly around his cock, squirting hot onto his thigh in a gush. He groaned low, pinning her leg tighter as he thrust one final time—entering her completely, deep and unyielding—before erupting inside, thick ropes of cum flooding her depths, overflowing around his shaft in creamy waves as she quivered in his arms, their side-by-side tangle a sweaty, blissful cocoon.
Ayame shuddered in Haruto’s side embrace, her fifth orgasm leaving her pussy a hot, pulsing flood of their cum, thick streams leaking down her thigh onto the drenched sheets. She turned her face to nuzzle his neck, her kind-hearted lips brushing soft kisses along his jaw, eyes glowing with nurturing love. "My perfect baby... you make me feel so alive," she whispered breathlessly, her guardian fingers tracing his sweat-slicked chest, grounding him in her affection. Haruto’s serious intensity burned hotter, his cock still throbbing deep inside her—he was relentless, every thrust a vow to push her pleasure to new heights,
matching it with his own controlled fire. She giggled weakly, playful spark returning. "One more like this... then we climb higher. Lie back flat for me, legs up."
Haruto nodded with focused resolve, sliding out of her slowly—his cock emerging coated in creamy white, strings of cum snapping free as her pussy clenched greedily, more spilling out in a warm gush. He rolled onto his back fully, the wet mattress squelching beneath him, then lifted both legs, resting his ankles on his shoulders in a flexible fold that exposed him completely. His hard cock stood rigid against his stomach, glistening and ready, balls tight with need. Ayame rose on trembling knees, her body glowing with sweat, full breasts heaving as she positioned herself kneeling between his thighs, facing him directly. "Hold your legs," she cooed, her voice a loving guide, helping tuck his ankles secure before gripping his cock at the base. "I’m gonna fill you up so good."
She aligned herself above him, her extremely wet pussy hovering over his tip—dripping their mixed cum onto his shaft in anticipation. Lowering with deliberate slowness, the swollen head of his cock parted her soaked folds effortlessly, sliding through the sticky mess until he entered her inch by thick inch from below, her walls stretching wide around him in this elevated angle. Gravity pulled her down fully, her ass slapping against his upturned hips as he bottomed out deep, his cock pressing directly against her cervix, balls nestled against her clit. Ayame moaned loudly, her hands bracing on his chest for balance, breasts dangling heavily above him. "Oh, Haruto... hitting so deep!" she gasped, her nurturing tone thick with ecstasy, rocking her hips to feel him stir inside.
She began riding with powerful drops, lifting until just his tip remained inside—then slamming down hard, his cock plunging through her cum-filled pussy each time with a lewd, squelching thrust, the angle driving him straight into her deepest spots. Haruto held his legs firm, thrusting upward with serious precision to meet her every descent, angling perfectly to grind her G-spot relentlessly. Her breasts bounced wildly inches from his face, nipples hard and brushing his lips, sweat raining down onto his chest as she bounced faster, ass rippling against his thighs. The position let him see everything—his thick shaft disappearing into her stretched, frothy folds over and over, creamy cum bubbling out with each full entry, her clit swollen and rubbing his base.
Ayame’s moans turned desperate, her playful babying lost to raw need. "Yes, baby! Right there... don’t stop!" she cried, nails digging into his pecs as she rubbed her clit furiously. Haruto’s focused upward thrusts were unyielding, powerful and rhythmic, sweat pouring off them both in the humid heat, the room alive with wet slaps and gasps. Her walls clamped down like a vice, and she exploded with a stifled scream—her pussy convulsing wildly around his cock, squirting hot juices down his shaft and stomach in forceful spurts. He groaned deeply, holding his legs tight as he thrust one final time—entering her completely, deep and unescapable—before unleashing inside, thick ropes of cum erupting into her overflowing depths, creamy white surging out around his base as she collapsed onto his chest, their folded, sweaty bodies locked in trembling, blissful union.
Ayame collapsed fully onto Haruto’s folded chest, her sixth orgasm leaving her pussy a spasming, creamy torrent around his cock, thick cum overflowing in hot waves down his shaft and balls onto the soaked mattress. Their sweat-slicked bodies trembled together, her full breasts squished against him, hard nipples dragging across his skin as she panted into his neck. She lifted her head weakly, her kind-hearted eyes shimmering with deep affection, pressing a tender kiss to his lips. "My brave baby... you’re giving me everything," she whispered, her guardian voice thick with emotion, fingers stroking his damp hair lovingly. Haruto’s serious focus blazed undimmed, his cock pulsing inside her—he thrived on this, every plunge a deliberate act to elevate her ecstasy, fueling his own relentless drive. She smiled softly, playful spark flickering back. "Let’s lock our legs... pull me even closer. Wrap around me tight."
Haruto nodded with intense resolve, easing his legs down slowly—his cock sliding halfway out with a wet, creamy schlick, strings of cum stretching before snapping, her pussy clenching desperately around the retreating shaft. He kept her pinned atop him as he lay flat, then hooked his calves behind her knees, pulling her body flush against his. Ayame mirrored instantly, wrapping her ankles around his calves in a tight, interlocking embrace, her thighs flexing powerfully to drag him deeper. Their hips aligned perfectly, her dripping pussy hovering just above his rigid cock—still throbbing, coated in their messy release. "Now... push inside and hold me," she cooed, her nurturing tone a loving command, lifting her hips slightly to guide him.
Haruto gripped her ass with both hands, angling upward—the slick head of his cock kissing her swollen folds first, parting them through the sticky flood of cum before thrusting in steadily. He entered her inch by thick inch from below, her walls gripping him like velvet fire in this locked position, the flex of her legs pulling him impossibly deeper until he bottomed out completely, their pelvises grinding together, clit mashed against his base. Ayame gasped sharply, her back arching in his arms, breasts heaving against his chest. "Yes... so close, baby... own me," she moaned, her voice affectionate and raw, her ankles tightening around his calves to yank him harder with every flex.
She began rocking in their tangled lock, her flexed legs hauling him in deeper—his cock plunging through her cum-soaked pussy each time with a rhythmic, sloppy squelch, withdrawing slightly before her pull slammed him back in fully, the angle grinding relentlessly against her G-spot and clit. Haruto thrust upward with serious precision, matching her flexes with powerful bucks, his hands squeezing her ass to control the depth, ensuring every entry hit her core perfectly. Sweat poured between their crushed bodies, her breasts sliding slickly against him, nipples scraping his skin as she rocked faster, the room echoing with wet slaps and her escalating moans. He could feel her heartbeat pounding against his, their locked legs making escape impossible, cum frothing wildly at their join with each full, forceful penetration.
Ayame’s playful gasps turned to desperate cries, her guardian warmth fueling her abandon. "Deeper, my love... I’m yours!" she whimpered, nails raking his back as her walls fluttered wildly. Haruto’s focused thrusts were unyielding, angling just right in their vise-like grip, the humid heat amplifying every sensation. She shattered with a choked scream into his shoulder—her pussy convulsing in hot, rhythmic spasms around his cock, squirting forcefully between them in a gush that soaked their thighs. He growled low, flexing his calves to pin her down as he thrust one final time—entering her completely, deep and inescapable—before exploding inside, thick ropes of cum surging into her depths, overflowing in creamy torrents around his shaft as she quivered violently in his locked embrace, their sweat-drenched bodies fused in shuddering, ultimate bliss.