Chapter 94: Too Bad for You. You’re Already Under My Control ( 18)
Four days had passed since their first date. Four entire days spent in the hotel room, barely leaving it. The room had beco a place charged with strong odors: sweat, sex, and mixed bodily fluids.
The bedsheets were rumpled, sticky in places, stained with white and wet traces that had dried into crusts. Irene and Kaiser had spent most of their ti making love, without stopping. Even during breaks to eat, they found ways to continue. They didn’t even take the ti to shower properly.
At the mont, Kaiser was lying on his back, arms spread over the pillows. His body glistened with sweat. Above him, Irene was riding his cock with energy that showed no signs of fading.
She rose and fell slowly, her hips rolling in wide circles. Her eyes were half-closed, her parted lips letting out constant moans. Her entire body was covered in marks: round and purple hickeys on her breasts, on her belly, on the insides of her thighs.
Her buttocks, reddened from repeated spankings, bore pink and mauve handprints. Nothing seed to stop her. She moved as if gripped by an insatiable fever, her face expressing intense and continuous pleasure.
Each ti she lowered herself completely, impaling herself on Kaiser’s hard cock deep inside her soaked pussy, her body trembled violently. She ca at the slightest thing, her muscles contracting around him.
Her eyes often rolled back, showing only the whites, while her tongue hung slightly out of her mouth, covered in saliva. She panted loudly, her hands flat on Kaiser’s chest to keep her balance.
"Haa... Haa... It’s so good... More..." she murmured between movents.
Kaiser watched her, his hands on her wide hips, lightly guiding her back-and-forth. He felt her tight and hot pussy gripping him with each descent, the wet walls sliding along his length. Irene sped up a little, her breasts bouncing heavily with each rise.
Suddenly, she let out a small high-pitched cry, her body stiffening. Her intimate muscles contracted strongly around Kaiser’s cock, and an abundant flood of fluid gushed from her, splashing Kaiser’s belly and chest. She squirted violently, soaking the already wet sheets. Her body shook uncontrollably, her thighs clamped around Kaiser’s hips.
After this peak, she remained seated on him, motionless, breathing short. Her shoulders rose quickly, her sweat-soaked hair stuck to her forehead and flushed cheeks. Kaiser, sensing she was exhausted, gently rolled her onto her back without withdrawing. His cock remained buried in her, deep and hard.
He positioned himself above, his forearms on either side of her head. Then he resud pounding her, but this ti much more slowly. After four days of nonstop sex, their bodies were hypersensitive. Every movent was amplified, every friction sending waves of intense pleasure.
Irene moaned weakly, her legs wrapped around his waist. "Mmmh... Slowly... Like that... It’s perfect..."
Kaiser moved with long and deep thrusts, entering completely each ti, then pulling out almost entirely before plunging back in. The wet sound of their joined sexes filled the room: schlop... schlop... schlop...
His balls tapped gently against Irene’s buttocks. She no longer had the strength to cry out; her moans were low, continuous, like a purr. Her nails lightly scratched Kaiser’s back, leaving red traces.
After a few minutes of this slow rhythm, Kaiser felt the rise. He sped up a little, his hips slapping softly against hers. Plap... Plap... He groaned, buried himself one last ti deeply, and ca inside her.
Hot and abundant jets filled her already full pussy. Irene trembled violently, her body reacting with silent spasms. She no longer even had the energy to moan; only the shivers in her belly and thighs showed the pleasure she felt.
Kaiser stayed inside her for a few seconds, panting against her neck. Then he withdrew slowly, a white strand imdiately flowing from Irene’s reddened and swollen pussy. He collapsed onto his side, exhausted, breathing heavily. Irene lay there for a mont, eyes closed, body limp.
After a few minutes of silence, broken only by their calming breaths, Irene rolled toward him. She ca to lie in his arms, her head resting on his chest. Kaiser embraced her naturally, his hands caressing her damp back. They stayed entwined like that, skin against skin, in the warmth of the room.
"What do you think about us?" asked Irene in a soft voice, a bit hesitant.
Kaiser smiled slightly, his gaze on her. "I think that now that I’m of age, you’re no longer a pedophile."
"Hey!" She gave him a light elbow in the ribs, with a small laugh. "I’m serious."
He laughed softly, then grew calr. "Then I’ll turn the question back to you. What do you think?"
Irene sighed, her finger tracing circles on his chest. "I wonder if this isn’t a mistake. You know, I have a son... And you’re young. Plus, we can never really be together. Not openly, with my life, my marriage..."
Kaiser looked at her attentively, stroking her tangled hair. "That’s true. You’re thinking about the consequences now?"
She lowered her eyes, a bit sad, her plump lips pursed. But he gently pulled her closer, drawing her in. "Too bad for you. You’re already under my spell. You’ll never be able to escape . Neither your husband, nor your son, nor anyone else will be able to separate us. Keep that in your head, my adored milf."
He gently nibbled her neck, just below the ear, leaving a small red mark. Irene shivered, a timid smile on her lips despite her passing sadness.
They remained silent for a few seconds, caressing each other. Kaiser’s hands slid over her skin, brushing her curves. Irene lifted her head, noticing his expression.
"You seem preoccupied. Is sothing wrong?"
Kaiser kissed her forehead, then her lips, a tender and short kiss. "You know
well."
She waited, curious. "Is it because of the academy? You haven’t decided which faction to join yet?"
He shook his head. "No, that’s not it. And I have no intention of joining any faction."
Irene frowned slightly, intrigued. Kaiser continued, his gaze lost on the ceiling.
"Imagine you secretly had the ability to know the future. But by using it for personal purposes, you create butterfly effects. The future changes, and it becos impossible to predict."
Irene blinked, confused. Why was he suddenly talking about this? With the recent destruction of the Kaelen family, many people were worried about the world’s future. And everyone knew about Her Holiness’s ability.
"You’re talking about Her Holiness’s clairvoyance ability? Well, I think that even if the future evolves, her ability evolves too. It gives her possible futures, not a single fixed version. Everyone knows that."
Kaiser remained silent for a few minutes, his thoughts racing. He kept his cool, as always. In his mind, the ideas were clarifying.
’Her Holiness... Indeed, that’s the problem. I don’t have a clairvoyance ability. Just knowledge of the future, from my previous life. Hmm... And everyone believes Her Holiness is so powerful. But what if she wasn’t as powerful as that? Then, if I want to obtain a real foresight ability, or sothing similar...’
Suddenly, the solution appeared clearly to him.
’What if I pass myself off as a prophet? By writing down everything that’s going to happen, precise future events. And secrets about the past that no one knows. Even if so don’t co true because of butterfly effects, it could earn
an official foresight skill, or at least recognition that opens doors for .’
A discreet smile stretched his lips. He turned to Irene, who was looking at him curiously.
"You really gave
an idea. I found a solution."
Irene didn’t understand everything, but she smiled anyway. She responded to his kisses, their lips eting softly. The kiss deepened a little, their tongues touching tenderly.
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