Valentina's Insatiable Ecstasy
Yep, this confirmed it—she really had no clue about male physiology.
Guys basically crash after one orgasm. But Valentina, knowing full well I'd just blasted deep inside her, picked right back up like nothing happened.
Now it was crystal clear: she was enjoying this sex as much as me—hell, maybe even more.
She kept rocking her hips atop me, then let out a long "Huuuuh..." before saying,
"Wanna switch positions? You climb on top? Or take me from behind?"
It wasn't about stamina; she just wanted to try something new.
"From behind."
I picked doggy over missionary. My back was killing me from her ass slamming down nonstop—I needed to stretch it out.
"Good. Pound me hard from behind. If you go easy, I won't hold back."
Didn't she just promise not to hurt me? Her expression screamed 100% serious.
What the hell is even going on?
My head was spinning, but who cared at this point? This was my first time with sex like this too.
In this dreamlike haze, with a woman boasting such overwhelming physique and aura.
Felt like I was still dreaming.
Valentina flipped onto her stomach on the bed. Taller than Jo A-young with longer legs, but she spread them wide—mindful of my angle. That kind of consideration screamed experience.
I positioned my cock at her ready entrance. Her ass from behind was spectacular. Like staring at 4D, 6D graphics. Not sure if that even exists.
Comparing to my most recent lay—Jo A-young—was inevitable. Her body was killer for a Korean woman, but Valentina was another level.
Still, a woman's appeal isn't just tits and ass.
Good thing I'd hit B-rank hunter; a regular awakener couldn't handle her. Especially stamina-wise.
Even if she held back to spare my body, her wild thrusts would've snapped bones.
I spread one massive cheek and lined up my glans. Love juices streamed from her pussy—yep, she was as fired up as I thought.
For such a huge ass, her pussy was surprisingly compact and tight-looking.
No wonder it felt so damn good.
This woman was a walking weapon. What a waste she'd walked the lesbian path with treasure like that.
Not that I was complaining. Hell, I was grateful.
A stunner like her, untouched by men all the way from the other side of the planet, giving me her first.
I teased her perfect slit with my glans. Just rubbing lightly made my gut tingle.
"Quit playing. I said no half-assing."
She was too aroused for teasing—she wanted my cock slammed in, pistoning full throttle.
No resisting her orders. Tease her, and she might actually kill me.
"Got it."
I drove my still rock-hard cock—fresh off one load—straight into her pussy.
Squelch!
"Haaaang!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
I thrust with max power. Against weaker women—or same/lower rank hunters—I'd hold back to avoid hurting them.
But Valentina? No such worry.
Hell, I had to go full blast before she called me out for slacking.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Haaaah! Yes! Perfect! This is sex! Real fucking sex!!"
She screamed like she'd unlocked enlightenment. Intense enough to scare me a bit.
Her pussy gripped amazingly in doggy too. Electric highs like a drug—I pistoned relentlessly.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Not bad! You're good! Haaaah! Sorry, Puppy! I can't help but love this man now!"
I doubted my ears. But no time for that—probably just heat-of-the-moment slip.
I shoved her creepy words from my mind, focusing on the fuck.
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"Hah, hah. More?"
Time blurred. I'd cum three times straight; she sensed my fatigue and called a break.
Then three more.
Trapped in this dimensional rift, I'd fallen into endless sex hell.
Blissful, but something felt wrong. Like I shouldn't survive this.
Was I doomed to be her 20th mana sacrifice, absorbed like the rest?
Her plan from the start?
Through my haze, her face looked serene, happy—short nap beside me, like post-sex rest with a lover.
No schemes, no malice.
"Damn..."
Hitting B-rank might've been a mistake. If she'd seen me struggle sooner, maybe mercy?
Feels good, but...
This was definitely fucked up.
"Ah, great nap!"
Five minutes later, she stretched with a groan, beaming.
Then, chilling words:
"Ready for round two?"
"W-wait!"
"Hm? What's up, honey?"
Honey? Since when?
"I'm beat. Know how many times I've cum? Normal guys would've died."
"Hmph..."
She scanned me with those piercing eyes.
"Whining. You're fine. Okay, okay."
Hand to inventory—she pulled a potion. Unlike standard ones: thick green liquid, like melted slime.
"Open up."
She uncorked it—pop! Fresh scent hit, invigorating just from the smell.
"Made it myself. Worth billions—only for you, honey. Drink up."
Scary as hell—stop with the honey. And thanks for this mess?
Indignant, but fading fast—had to chug.
Plus, that alluring aroma begged for it.
"Ah..."
I opened wide. But she swigged it herself.
Eh?
Staring, she leaned in—pouring potion mouth-to-mouth.
Humiliating...
Yet kinda hot. And potent: my numb lower body roared back. Cock stiffened like it could punch steel.
Hated how defiant it looked against my will.
"Hohoho. Honey's raring to go again?"
She spun around—her pussy in my face, hers at my cock.
Mouth wide, she engulfed me.
"Slurp~~mmph!"
Don't make cute sounds! Brazilian sex machine my ass!
That initial cutesy noise? Fake. Real blowjob: savage, like devouring me whole.
Slurp slurp slurp slurp!
Aaah... so good... but something's off!
Undeniably true.