Chapter 21: More
Vivian didn’t let Ethan soften, didn’t let him catch his breath amidst the cooling streaks of his release glistening on her belly and thighs. With a predatory grin that flashed white teeth against her flushed skin, she slid down his body like an otter through oil, the luxurious bathwater sloshing around them. Her face hovered inches from his spent cock, still thick and twitching, glistening with a mix of their fluids and the steamy water. "Stay hard for Mommy," she commanded, her voice husky with promise, before her lips, soft and insistent, enveloped the sensitive head. She swirled her tongue around the corona, collecting the lingering traces of his earlier spend, her blue eyes locked on his with primal hunger. "Mmm... tastes like victory, baby. My victory." Then she took him deep, her throat working, suppressing her gag reflex as she forced more of his impressive length down, down, her cheeks hollowing with powerful suction.
Ethan gasped, arching back against the cool marble tub edge, fingers tangling in her damp blonde hair as she sucked him back to rigid life with relentless, wet pulls. Water lapped at their bodies as she bobbed, her movements becoming sloppy, desperate; saliva and stray droplets streamed down her chin, mixing with the pearly streaks still clinging to her skin. She pulled off with an obscene pop, panting, staring at the thick vein throbbing along his shaft. "Gonna swallow every drop this time. Empty those heavy balls down Mommy's throat." She dove back down, taking him impossibly deep, her nose pressing into his damp pubic hair, her throat muscles fluttering wildly around the intrusion. She stayed there, buried to the hilt, eyes watering but shining with triumph, humming a low vibration that made his hips jerk. He groaned, a guttural sound torn from deep within, fingers tightening convulsively in her hair as the pressure built again, immense and unstoppable. "That's it, baby," she slurred around him, pulling back just enough to speak before plunging down again. "Fill me. Pump your fucking load straight down my throat. Drown Mommy."
The command unleashed him. His hips bucked upwards as the first hot, thick jet rocketed straight into her waiting gullet. Vivian moaned, a deep, satisfied sound vibrating against his flesh, swallowing convulsively as pulse after pulse of hyperspermia-strength semen flooded her mouth, a seemingly endless torrent. It overflowed, spilling from the corners of her stretched lips in thick rivulets that traced paths through the mess already on her chin and neck, dripping into the bathwater. She drank, gulping frantically, trying to keep up, her throat working overtime, but the sheer volume forced more to escape, painting her face and chest anew. "Fuck! Vivian! So much!" Ethan gasped, his body rigid as the relentless spurts continued, a hot, salty flood claiming her. She finally pulled off, gasping for air, ropes of his release still arcing to splatter across her flushed cheeks and heaving breasts. She licked her slick, swollen lips, panting, her eyes glazed with lust and possession. "God, yes... look at Mommy... drenched in her good boy's cum... taste it?" She leaned forward, smearing her messy face against his thigh possessively. "All mine."
Before the final tremors had even subsided in his legs, Vivian was moving. With surprising strength fueled by pure, unadulterated lust, she straddled him again in the water, her soaked, voluptuous body slick against his. Her hand found his cock, still miraculously rigid despite the colossal release, thick and flushed and glistening with spit and seed. Guiding him with practiced ease, she positioned the broad head at her swollen, sensitive entrance. "Round fucking two, baby," she growled, her voice wrecked but fierce. She sank down in one smooth, claiming motion, taking his entire length deep into her aching heat. Water swirled around them as she began to ride him with desperate, powerful strokes, her inner walls clamping down hard, milking him even as she impaled herself. "Fuck! Still so hard! Still so fucking big for me!" Her hips pistoned, rising high until just the tip remained sheathed before slamming back down, the wet slap of flesh on flesh echoing off the marble and glass. "Ruin this greedy cunt! Wreck me like you wrecked my ass! Make Mommy scream for the whole fucking building!" Her hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging in as she bounced, her breasts jouncing wildly, water sloshing over the tub's edge. "Tell me! Tell Mommy how good her filthy, used hole feels!"
"Tight! So fucking tight and wet! Clenching me... God, Viv!" Ethan gasped, his hands flying to her hips, fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her ass, trying to match her brutal rhythm, thrusting upwards to meet her violent downstrokes. "Ride it! Fucking take it all! Your perfect cunt... made for this... made for my cock!" His thumbs hooked into the crease where thigh met ass, spreading her wider, pulling her down even harder onto his pounding length with each descent. Vivian threw her head back, a guttural scream tearing free as another orgasm detonated deep within her core, her inner muscles convulsing in a frantic, rippling grip around his invading thickness. "YES! AGAIN! Make me come... AGAIN ON YOUR COCK!" she shrieked, her movements becoming even more frenzied, her body a blur of slick skin and desperate need. "Gonna milk you dry! Squeeze every... last... fucking... drop!" Each word was punctuated by a punishing downward slam. "Inside! Need it deep! Paint my fucking walls! Mark me! Breed your mother like the filthy whore I am for you!"
The pace was unsustainable, brutal, a frantic race towards mutual obliteration. Ethan’s control shattered. His head slammed back against the tub with a thud, a raw, animalistic roar tearing from his chest as he erupted inside her yet again. The force was staggering, hot jets flooding her depths in seemingly endless pulses that triggered another violent climax in Vivian, her scream merging with his roar. She collapsed forward onto his chest, her body shuddering uncontrollably, still spasming around him as she milked him through the prolonged, hyperspermia-fueled eruption. Warmth flooded her, the thick fluid overflowing, mingling with the bathwater as his cock pulsed relentlessly within her clenching channel. "Oh God... Ethan... baby..." she whimpered, her voice a shattered whisper against his wet skin, utterly conquered, utterly sated, feeling the hot, possessive flood deep within her womb. "So much... so deep..." She lay there trembling, pinned by his softening length and the sheer weight of their shared ecstasy, the steam thickening the air with the heavy, primal scent of sex and sweat and utter, messy completion.