Burning with Lust

Lin Zimo was burning with desire right now, too consumed to care about anything else. He pounded into her relentlessly while hurling filthy abuse at Gu Qingcheng. The more he cursed the slut, the tighter her pussy clenched around him—clear proof of how much she loved it. Especially when he called her a bitch or a whore; her cunt would spasm hard, showing just how into it she was.

Slap! Another sharp crack echoed as Lin Zimo's hand slammed down on Gu Qingcheng's plump, juicy ass. She let out a sultry moan from the impact.

That sound made his massive cock throb even harder. He couldn't hold back, snarling, "You slutty cunt, fuck your mom... fuck your mom's pussy, you whore with that slutty ass—fuck, it's so goddamn fat... so fat and tender, fuck your mom's cunt, you bitch. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Look at this lewd big ass of yours, grown so fat just for men to play with... fuck, feels so good, oh... so fucking good. I'll beat you to death, you cheap slut!"

Gu Qingcheng wailed lewdly in ecstasy, her fat ass twisting in perfect sync with his slaps and thrusts. "Master... ah... big-cock master, Qingcheng loves you to death! Your huge dick is fucking me so good... ah... pound me harder, fuck me to death! It feels amazing, oh... Qingcheng really... mmm... really feels so good... my slutty pussy is in heaven, ah..."

She was utterly lost in the haze of lust, shamelessly spewing dirty talk. Her plump ass lifted higher to meet his brutal slaps and savage thrusts, while her dripping slut-cunt gushed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠juices to make everything slicker for him. The excess nectar poured out with every plunge of his cock, soaking everything.

Lin Zimo's excitement surged at her moans. His big hand pressed into her ass before delivering another ruthless smack. The vivid red handprints blooming on her creamy peach-like cheeks were so tantalizing, so utterly obscene, that he hit harder each time, without mercy.

"Little slut-cunt, fuck your mom... you owe it to my big dick, you cheap bitch, filthy animal, whore, rotten-cunt slut—fuck your mom's pussy."

He fucked her harder, fiercer, like he really meant to wreck her pussy, pounding to the hilt every time. Not content with that, his hand shot up, grabbing a fistful of her silky hair and yanking her head back viciously. The overload of sensations sent Gu Qingcheng spiraling into another orgasm, her cunt clamping down wildly.

She'd climaxed countless times already, but she knew Lin Zimo hadn't cum yet. Her ruby lips parted in a lewd groan. "Master, ah... Qingcheng... ah... Qingcheng is a slutty cunt, a whore bitch... ah... I can't take it... big-cock master, Qingcheng can't hold out... oh, my pussy's so itchy... my slut-cunt needs master's huge dick... mmm... wreck my cheap pussy, fuck me to death! Pound me mercilessly, please... fuck my slutty pussy to pieces!"

Gu Qingcheng's pleas drove him nearly insane. His bloodshot eyes locked on her like a bull in rut, seeing nothing but that greedy pussy. His hands clamped her slim waist, his powerful hips bucking wildly as his cock hammered her sopping slit like lightning.

Her pretty face flushed crimson,seductive eyes half-lidded with raw seduction. The sight made his breaths come in ragged, beastly growls.

"Fuck, fuck your mom... you're such a horny bitch, sluttier than any whore—fuck, your whore-cunt is... ah... fuck, it grips so good... gonna kill me with pleasure. My big dick feels amazing sliding in, oh... clamp it tighter... fuck, I'm gonna ruin this slutty pussy of yours."

He vented his lust endlessly, watching his thick shaft ravage her lewd cunt while she moaned like a whore in heat. It only fueled him more. His hand kept slapping her peach ass—smack! smack! smack!—determined not to stop until it was red ruin.

"Ah... so... so good... how can it feel this good, oh... master, big-cock master, my ass feels so good from your hits... my slutty pussy... ah... is dying of pleasure... ah... I'm gonna die... your bitch loves it, keep going! Pound my slut-cunt harder, slap my big ass, ah... so awesome!"

Lin Zimo's iron-hard cock sent her soaring to ecstasy. It hammered her pussy mercilessly, no gentleness spared—and that's exactly what she craved now. Just days after losing her virginity, she despised soft, vanilla sex. Without the violence and abuse, it just didn't satisfy her!

Watching her slutty face twisted in bliss from his pounding, Lin Zimo groaned in pleasure with a wicked grin. "Slut-cunt, fuck your mom... cheap whore, your rotten pussy loving my big dick? Feels good, doesn't it?"

Gu Qingcheng's seductive eyes fluttered open. She twisted her head back, wailing, "Yes, ah... so good... daddy's big cock fucks slutty Qingcheng so good, oh... Qingcheng is master's meat toilet, his sex slave... oh... your sex slave loves being toyed with roughly by big-cock master... ah... let your huge dick cum comfy inside Qingcheng's whore-cunt... mmm... play however feels best, ah..."

Her words nearly broke him. He fucked like a maniac, bottoming out every thrust. Gu Qingcheng felt his cock battering her sensitive womb depths relentlessly, drawing out endless seductive cries: "Oh... master... big-cock master, Qingcheng loves your huge dick so much... ah... mmm... again... it's hitting my womb again! Big-cock master, oh... you're so ruthless, so fierce... this whore-bitch's stinky cunt is gonna be wrecked... ah..."

"Ah... master, big-cock master... you're fucking Qingcheng's slutty pussy so good... so amazing... big-cock master... you know how to play! Keep going, pound me harder, fuck me to death! I love it, oh... ah... fuck me rough, wreck my pussy completely!"

"Cheap slut, whore-bitch, fuck your mom... total bitch in heat, only thinking about cock. How's it feel getting fucked by daddy? So good, huh... mmm... fuck your mom, today I'm ruining your cheap cunt, you slut—fuck your mom's... cheap pussy. I'll beat you dead, beat this fat ass dead... fuck!"

Her lewd display drove Lin Zimo wild. His hand rained slaps on her fat ass—smack smack smack—the sounds filling the air. Gu Qingcheng reveled in his ravaging of her pussy, her face a mask of obscene bliss.

"Oh... big-cock master... Qingcheng's gonna be fucked to death... feels so good... this whore-bitch is all yours... oh... pound my slutty pussy hard! It's heaven, so good, fuck me dead... master, you're too ruthless, too brutal—your girl can't take it, ah..."

"Come on, whore, open that cheap mouth for master... suck this cock. Fresh from your slutty cunt—fuck."

Her moaning lips looked so tempting. He yanked his cock from her pussy and pressed it to her mouth. The flavor—her juices mixed with precum—was so depraved, so addictive. She dove in eagerly, slurping his thick shaft with slutty devotion, making his thighs quiver in delight.

Lin Zimo grinned down at her cocksucking face. "Whore-bitch, fuck your mom... does master's big cock taste good? You like it?"

Gu Qingcheng moaned around him. "So good... so fucking tasty... thick and hard, love it... mmm... mmm..."

"Slut-cunt, turn around, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠ass up—now! Mmm... daddy's gonna fuck your pussy. Fucked your mouth enough, can't hold it—gonna cum in your slutty cunt, fuck... flood that whore-pussy, fuck."

She obediently presented her fat ass, her pussy aching for his load. Even if his earlier shots on her mouth and legs weren't thick, her cunt hungered desperately. Like a bitch in heat, she shook her ass frantically, desperate to milk him dry.

"Oh... big-cock master, you're fucking me to death... ah... gonna kill Qingcheng's pussy... ah... ah... slutty pussy feels so good getting stuffed, oh... hurry... I want master's cum inside! Please, big-cock master, I need it so bad... my pussy... ah... itches to death! Fill me with your hot cum... burn me up!"

She wailed and ground back aggressively. Lin Zimo was losing ground—his prior orgasms had dulled his sensitivity, but her full-throttle ass-shaking was hypnotic, waves of soft white flesh jiggling wildly.

"Mmm... so good... master’s... gonna cum... ah... squeeze tighter—here it comes, oh..."

Mid-thrust, the pleasure peaked unbearably. He erupted, flooding her pussy with thick ropes of cum. Gu Qingcheng climaxed too, her juices mixing and overflowing in a creamy mess.

"Ah... master, you finally came... huff, so much... so much cum... just not super thick... mmm... love it."

Ass still raised, she watched their fluids drip onto the sofa. Turning, she saw him panting on the couch and dove down to clean his cock thoroughly.

A moment later.

Gu Qingcheng eyed the dark stain on the new sofa, blushing helplessly. She'd have Li Na send someone to replace it later.

Lin Zimo caught her gaze and the mess, teasing, "Qingcheng, didn't know you were such a sofa-wrecker."

"It's all your fault!" She huffed, pinching his waist.

"Alright, alright, my bad— all me." He laughed, then added, "Not sure who was clinging and biting, though."

"Don't you dare..." Gu Qingcheng glared, eyes wide with feigned fury.

"Okay, okay, shutting up. Let me check you out first."

He examined her, mesmerized by the stunning view—then froze.

Her pussy was red and slightly gaping from the abuse, still leaking their mixed fluids slowly...

Seeing his silence, she fretted. "Zimo, what's wrong? Did I break my pussy?" Tears welled up.

He snapped back, soothing her. "No damage! None at all!"

"Just swollen bad—rest up ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and it'll be fine. Don't worry."

Relieved, she felt sticky all over and blushed. "Then I'll shower and change. You head out first."

"Sure." He worried he'd lose control again if he stayed.

Lin Zimo pushed open the lounge door.

Li Na strode in, sharp in her OL outfit and heels, exuding efficiency.

Spotting him, her fair cheeks flushed crimson. "President Lin."

The sudden title stunned him.

Wait, this little secretary's already in character?

Li Na set the printed equity transfer contract and files on Gu Qingcheng's desk. Then, with a small sticky note, she approached him shyly.

"President Lin, this is for you. Please read it all."

He stared blankly as she shoved the heart-shaped note into his hand and fled, blushing furiously.

Lin Zimo gawked at her hurried silhouette leaving the president's office.

"This secretary's usually so sharp and professional. What's with the rush today?"

He unfolded the note, reading the confession.

He froze. A love letter? One begging to be his mistress...

Li Na always seemed so businesslike. When did she start crushing on him?

Puzzled, he hit the bathroom. On the way back, a beautiful woman stopped him.

"President Lin, hello." Her voice was soft as water.

He blinked. "Hi. And you are?"

"President Lin, I'm Zhang Manyao, manager of the business department. Call me Little Yao."

She smiled warmly. "President Lin, could you come to the meeting room? I need to talk."

"About what?" He followed her, confused, into an empty conference room.

The door clicked shut.

Zhang Manyao's face burned red as she handed him a pen. "President Lin, I really like you—so much admiration. Can you sign for me?"

He blinked. When did he become a celebrity? Fans in the company now?

Her eyes shone with desperate longing. Sighing, he took the pen. "Fine. Where?"

She beamed, lifting her smooth, pale arm. "Right here."

He gripped her soft wrist, scrawling his name with flair.

Zhang Manyao felt his long fingers' warmth, heart pounding with thrill. "Thank you, President Lin." She slipped him a card with a heart and text, then bolted shyly.

He stared at the card's words, baffled.