The World Is Mine For The Taking
Chapter 769 - 119 - Irene’s Confliction (3)

Chapter 769: Chapter 119 - Irene’s Confliction (3)

My vagina gradually, yet irresistibly, yielded to his cock, my soft, heated walls parting with a wet, slow stretch to accommodate him.

I could feel every agonizing inch of his thick shaft as it pushed deeper, the sheer width forcing my inner muscles to spread around him.

He was being welcomed in—not just with resistance, but with growing eagerness, as my body began to mold itself around him.

My pussy had already started to grow used to the shape of his cock—its weight as well as the way it filled me.

He was so big... so thick... and as I sank my hips further down onto him, it felt like I was going to snap in half. My body trembled just trying to take him fully.

"Ahh... hnnnaaa... hnnn~"

The pleasure was crawling through me, blanking my mind like fog.

My consciousness was starting to melt, dripping away under the heat of him inside me.

Each time he spread me wider, I found myself surrendering more and more with my body responding with a natural, needy rhythm. I’d been used to this... to him, but no matter how many times we did it, the raw feeling of him splitting me open like this was something I could never get tired of.

"Ahhhhnnnghhhh~... ah, ah..." My spine arched high as the head of his cock slammed against the entrance of my womb. "Ah... haa~, haa~... your penis is so good...~"

My eyes, hazy and glimmering with lust, locked onto Leon’s face.

I cupped his cheeks in both hands, pulling his gaze to mine, my expression melting into one of helpless surrender.

"Is my pussy good too...? Does my pussy feel good to you?"

"Yes," Leon said, his voice low and rich. "Your pussy’s tight and dripping wet... the way it hugs my cock, making me feel every single ridge inside you... it’s fucking incredible."

I could feel his cock twitching inside me, and with every pulse, my walls squeezed back, like they were clinging to him. Each vein and each throb, made my body shudder more.

With my face flushed and eyes half-lidded, I leaned in and kissed him.

Our mouths collided with heat and hunger. My lips parted for his tongue, and we tangled with each other, sloppy and unrestrained. Our spit mixed messily, trailing in thick strands from our chins. I moaned into his mouth, my voice dissolving into his tongue.

"F-Fuck me, Leon..." I begged, my forehead resting against his, panting softly.

Without a word, he looped his arms around my waist, locking me into place—and then, he thrust upward.

"Ahhh...!"

My body jolted violently, a shock coursing through my limbs as his cock slammed straight up, hammering against the mouth of my womb again. My whole being vibrated from the impact, and I felt myself light up like electricity had just shot through my spine.

Every single deep, deliberate thrust sent that same jolt tearing through me, the head of his cock kissing my womb like it belonged there.

"Ahh, ahh... ahhhnnn~ Ah, ah, ahhh...~ Ahh, L-Leon... it feels so good...~ M-More...! Ahhhhhhhhhhnnn~!!!"

I was losing it. My mind, my control, my ability to think.

His cock drove me deeper and deeper into madness. Each thrust was like a battering wave, crashing into me, making me feel each vein, and every curve—etching the shape of his cock into my walls.

The pleasure wasn’t building. It was surging.

And then it started to crest.

Something was happening. After being hit repeatedly against my cervix—my very deepest part—I knew what was coming.

"Ah...! L-Leon, I... I...!"

It was rising, crashing upward through me like a tidal wave.

The edge of climax was pulling me closer—no, dragging me. And I couldn’t stop it.

"Ahhh, ah...~ Ah, ah, ahhh...~ Ahnnnnnn...~!"

My moans rose in pitch, trembling as I clung to Leon’s body. My nails dug into his back, holding on for dear life as my body prepared to snap.

"Ahhh...~!"

"You don’t have to hold back, Irene," he growled, his voice vibrating through my chest. "Cum for me. Cum all you like!"

His cock pounded again, right into that sensitive spot—and that was it.

"Ahh, ahh...~ I... I’m...~ Cumming...~ Cummingggggggggggggggggggg~...!"

It erupted.

"Nghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!!!"

I screamed through clenched teeth, my body locking up.

The orgasm ripped through me violently, my whole body shuddering. It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t slow.

It exploded.

It felt like I’d cum for the first time—like the heat had finally cracked me open. I felt myself lightheaded, floating in the aftermath of pleasure.

My thighs quivered, my hips trembled, and my expression was glazed over in pure, erotic haze.

I stared up at Leon with eyes barely focused, lips slightly parted in bliss.

"I love it when you make a face like that," Leon murmured with a smirk, his eyes drinking in the sight of me coming undone.

"Uhee...~"

The sound escaped me without thought, my tongue too loose, my mind too broken to form words. That orgasm had wrung me dry.

It was the first time I came this hard in so long—especially after being away from him.

I’d released so much... my juices soaked the chair below and even dripped down onto Leon’s legs where I sat on top of him.

"But I haven’t cum yet," he said.

His voice brought me back from my daze.

"I-I’ll make you cum..." I said, breath catching in my throat. "Tell me what to do... What do you want me to do to make you feel even better?"

Right now, I’d give him everything. It didn’t matter whether I was on top or beneath him. Either way, I knew he’d pleasure me until I couldn’t take anymore. I was already reduced to a shaking mess.

"Alright then," he said, voice thick with lust. "Why don’t you start by pressing your hands against the table and giving me your ass?"

I didn’t hesitate. Not for a second.

I rose up, turned around, and leaned forward, placing my palms on the table’s edge.

Then, I pulled my pencil skirt up to my thighs, leaving it bunched. I was still wearing stockings, though the crotch part was already ripped and exposed—clearly showing the wet, glistening slit that had been dripping down to the floor.

Leon looked at me like he was going to devour me whole.

His gaze was so intense, it felt like it could melt my legs out from under me. Lust burned in his eyes.

He stroked his cock slowly, smearing my slick and his pre-cum along the shaft while staring at my offered backside.

But what I didn’t realize—what I couldn’t have expected—was what he really intended to do.

He reached down and tore the already ruined part of my stockings wider, ripping it open fully.

Then, he shifted my panties to the side, exposing something more.

My back hole.

"Ah..."

I swallowed hard, heart thudding in my chest.

And then—he aimed.

Not at my pussy. Not where I thought he was going.

But at my ass.

And slowly... he pushed in.