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Chapter 383: From throat to the core (R-18)

According to their initial deal, he still had two orgasms remaining. As her orgasm subsided, she raised her butt from his face, surprising Kevin, who was still licking her. Kevin seeing her moving her body from the top of him, looked confused, as he asked, "What are you doing?"

"It's getting late, let's finish this," Emma said, trying to sound composed even though her body still tingled with desire. She knew she had to return home soon, but the ache for another orgasm lingered.

She repositioned herself, still on her knees with her head on his crotch, but now her butt faced the other way. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, her skin glowing in the dim light. She felt the heat radiating from Kevin's body, intensifying her own arousal. Grabbing his penis, she continued, "We can do it another time," her voice low, trying to hide the need that made her lips quiver.

Kevin watched her, his smirk growing. "Fine with me," he said, his eyes glinting with mischief. He placed his hands on her head, his fingers tangling in her hair. "But if you want to finish fast, how about letting me handle it?"

Her mouth was already on his penis, having taken half of it in when she heard him. She looked up at him with confused eyes. Kevin found her expression incredibly lewd; the mix of innocence and beauty combined with the vulgarity of his penis in her mouth made it hard to control his orgasm.

Seeing her confusion, he said, "Just leave it to me." He grabbed her head a bit firmly and, before she knew it, he pushed her down onto his crotch, his penis filling her mouth completely and her lips touching his skin. The sudden movement shocked her, but she didn't resist.

He didn't wait for her confirmation, instead pulling her face back and then pushing it down again, using her mouth like a toy. The rhythm he set was intense, and each thrust brought him closer to release. Emma's eyes watered slightly from the effort, but she focused on keeping her breathing steady, her body reacting to the way he took control.

Her body responded instinctively. Her breasts brushed against his thighs, her nipples hardening with each touch. Her hips swayed slightly, her wet folds brushing against the air, adding to her arousal. As Kevin controlled the pace, she felt a strange mix of submission and power, the combination sending electric jolts through her body.

'Ahhh... it hurts,' Emma thought as Kevin handled her head and throat like an object. Despite the discomfort, the sensation was oddly pleasurable, her folds growing wetter with each movement. Her hand instinctively moved down to itch them as Kevin moved her head up and down his crotch.

The gagging sounds filled her ears as his penis slid in and out of her throat. It almost felt like her throat was a second vagina, lubricating itself to accommodate him. Unlike her vagina, though, her throat couldn't cum, which was why her fingers were now busy working her folds. Kevin noticed her hand moving between her thighs and smirked. He started moving his hips rhythmically, matching the speed of her head, which he was still controlling with his hands. The coordinated movements intensified the experience for both of them.

Emma's fingers worked faster, her body responding to the dual sensations of Kevin's control and her own touch. The mix of pain and pleasure, the rough handling, and her own escalating arousal created a potent cocktail of sensations.

The tears leaked down her face, mixing with the saliva dripping from her mouth as Kevin continued to thrust in and out of her throat, each movement extracting more saliva. This was the first time Emma had experienced anything like this. She had made love to her husband, but he had never been this intense, and he certainly wasn't as big as Kevin.

She had already forgotten about her husband the day she started helping Kevin with his release. Now, this deep-throat session was erasing the rest of those memories. The only thing she could think about was Kevin's penis: the veins rubbing against her throat, the taste of his precum, the size of the head as it stained her glands and throat walls. The second thing on her mind was her own vagina. She imagined her throat as her vagina, being ravaged by his penis, making her even more aroused and feeling as if it was truly happening.

Each thrust into her throat sent a new wave of sensation through her, a mix of pain and pleasure that heightened her arousal. She could feel every ridge and vein on his penis as it slid deeper into her throat, filling her completely. The taste of his precum was intoxicating, making her crave more.

Emma's mind was a haze of lust and desire. She no longer cared about the tears streaming down her face or the drool pooling at the corners of her mouth. All she wanted was to please Kevin, to feel him deeper, to lose herself in the intense sensations coursing through her body.

Her fingers worked furiously between her thighs, each thrust from Kevin pushing her closer to the edge. The rough handling, the gagging sounds, the feel of him in her throat—it all combined to create a symphony of pleasure that built to a crescendo.

Kevin's grip on her head tightened, and his movements became more urgent. With a final, deep thrust, he groaned loudly, releasing into her throat. Emma swallowed instinctively, the warmth spreading down her throat.

As she felt his warm release filling her throat, her orgasm began to build. It started deep within her throat, a tingling sensation that spread outwards, igniting every nerve along the way. The pleasure radiated down her body, converging in her core before exploding outward, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through her entire being.

Her body trembled as the orgasm spread from her throat to her vagina, an unending wave of pleasure that left her breathless. She felt every pulse of his release, each spurt sending another ripple of bliss coursing through her. Her vagina clenched around her fingers, mimicking the contractions in her throat as she swallowed every drop.