Travis held her down gently but firmly as he pressed forward, the tip of his cock meeting her barrier. Na-Yeon's body tensed, a flicker of hesitation in her eyes as she felt the unfamiliar pressure. But with a slow, deliberate push, he eased past the resistance, entering her, the sensation overwhelming both of them.
The moment he crossed that threshold, a surge of energy coursed through his veins, a primal force taking over. Travis felt his muscles tighten, the raw power of the moment making him dizzy. His heartbeat pulsed in his ears, each thrum of blood a reminder of the immense connection they now shared. Heat radiated from his core, flooding his senses with a combination of primal desire and intoxicating pleasure.
He froze for a moment, lost in the sensations of their bodies entwined. Na-Yeon's wide eyes met his, her breath shallow as she looked up at him, her lips parted, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Her gaze was heavy, full of something wild, something unfamiliar—and it was all for him.
"Damn, she's cute," he thought, caught in the intensity of the moment, confused by the storm of emotions flooding him. But his instincts were sharp, and he knew there was something he had to finish.
With a deep breath, he steadied himself against the bed, gathering his focus. Slowly, he pushed deeper, feeling her walls stretch around him, accommodating his size. Na-Yeon gasped, the moan that escaped her lips sharp and filled with raw pleasure.
"Ohh!! Fuck, that feels so good!" she cried, her voice thick with ecstasy, her back arching in a beautiful display of surrender. Every thrust sent a wave of heat through her, each deep penetration igniting her senses. Her body trembled, the sensations overwhelming her thoughts. She couldn't focus; she could only feel.
Travis remained still for a moment, captivated by the way her body responded. Na-Yeon's muscles contracted around him, clenching in waves, pulling at him with a force that made his breath catch. It wasn't just physical; it was a connection that transcended their bodies. Her pleasure was his, his pleasure was hers. It was intoxicating.
But as the moment lingered, he felt her clenching, tightening, a wave of heat washing through him in response. Her body reacted even before he moved again, like a coil waiting to be unwound. He pulled back, his cock sliding out slowly, and the momentary coolness between them made her gasp—only to feel her legs quickly wrap around his waist, locking him in place.
"Don't take it out!! Fuck me, Travis! I want it deep," she urged, her voice breathless, the desperation evident in the way she pulled at him.
His body responded instinctively. With a deep, powerful thrust, he re-entered her, feeling her warmth, her slickness enveloping him completely. The sound of their bodies coming together was a sharp, erotic echo in the room.
Fwop Fwop Fwop
He moved slowly at first, but soon, the rhythm gained momentum, and the room filled with the wet, rhythmic sound of their connection. His cock slid in and out of her, each movement deliberate and intense, the heat of her body burning him. He could feel her pulse, the tightness of her walls surrounding him, each thrust making her tighten even more.
Na-Yeon moaned loudly, her voice rising with each movement, her hips pushing back to meet him, eager for more. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her breath ragged, completely lost in the feeling of him deep inside her. She could feel every inch of him, the slow stretch of her walls, the deep pressure that made her entire body hum with pleasure.
"Fuuaakkk, that's shooo good," she thought, her eyes rolling back as she felt herself slipping into pure bliss. Travis's thrusts were unrelenting, each one driving her closer to the edge. Her pussy grew wetter with every movement, and she couldn't help but gasp as her body spasmed with each wave of pleasure.
"~I'm gonna cummm~" she cried, her voice breaking, a tremor running through her as her orgasm built to a fever pitch. Her body trembled, the anticipation unbearable.
[A/N: (~) means either her voice is shaky or soothing to Travis. Read it in a roadman accent for full effect.]
Her head fell back onto the bed, and with a loud, guttural moan, her orgasm surged through her, her body releasing in powerful, pulsing waves around him. Travis, caught in the intensity of her climax, slowed to savor the moment. The ripple of her pleasure seemed to reach every part of him, drawing him deeper into her.
Na-Yeon's eyes were wide with lust, a flush coloring her cheeks, her breathing rapid. She was a mess of desire and pleasure, and she couldn't get enough.
"That was the best," she said, her voice soft but filled with hunger, eyes sparkling with renewed desire. "Let's go again! In fact, let's change positions."
With a playful grin, he caught her gaze, feeling the shift in energy between them.
'I'm about to hit it from the back, lets go!' he thought, excited for what was to come.
Na-Yeon turned around, lifting her ass in the air, offering herself to him. The heat of her body surrounded him as his cock remained buried deep inside her. Every movement she made sent waves of pleasure through her, soft moans escaping her lips, the sound erotic and tempting to him. He held her waist firmly, pulling back, his cock retreating slightly before thrusting deep inside her again.
"Yess!!" she gasped, the sensation electrifying her. She felt him in every part of her, his presence overwhelming, and she wanted more.
Travis watched as her ass rippled with every forceful thrust, the sensation turning his mind into a blur of heat and pleasure. He tightened his grip, the sound of their bodies coming together creating a rhythm—a dance of desire. Each thrust was deliberate, controlled, careful not to push her over the edge too quickly, savoring the feeling of her body adjusting to him.
"Harder!" she screamed, her voice raw, but Travis didn't relent. His pace was steady, building the tension slowly, until it became unbearable. He could feel her growing impatient, her hips moving, seeking the deeper, faster thrusts that would bring her the release she craved.
'She must have forgotten her place,' he thought, a smirk forming on his lips as he reached down, taking her hands off her waist and placing them gently on the back of her neck.
Shifting his position, Travis moved into a plank stance, his body hovering above hers, and began to pound her with a new intensity. His thrusts quickened, and the sound of their bodies crashing together filled the room.
"Yes, that's what I want!!" Na-Yeon cried, the thrill of submission only increasing her arousal.
Travis's movements became faster, sharper, his cock driving into her with ruthless precision. Her ass cheeks rippled with each impact, the rhythmic sound a symphony of pleasure that heightened the connection between them. Soon, her body arched under him, her hands gripping the sheets as she submitted fully to the sensations flooding her body.
It didn't take long for Na-Yeon to reach another orgasm. With a final thrust, he pulled out, watching as her juices leaked out, shimmering in the dim light. Without hesitation, he plunged back in, relentless in his pursuit of pleasure.
Na-Yeon was a beautiful mess, her blonde hair tousled, face flushed from the intensity. Her eyes were glazed, a hint of exhaustion in her expression, but it wasn't from pain—it was from the overwhelming pleasure that seemed to have no end.
"This is the best," she thought, surrendering herself completely to the ecstasy that coursed through her, feeling nothing but the bliss of their connection.
TO BE CONTINUED