144. (H) The Goddess's Tender Depths (5)
Verdandi, hands planted on the dining table and ass thrust toward Eunhyeon, looked anything but divine—pure, unadulterated eroticism.
Her breasts, drenched in milk, hung heavy under gravity's pull, pearly droplets trickling from her nipples to stain the tabletop.
Her pussy was already soaked from one climax, overflowing with a mix of her juices and the cloudy remnants of Eunhyeon's cum that dribbled down in thick rivulets.
"Incredible... Goddess's pussy... utterly drenched..."
"Haa... Don't say it out loud like that... It's too embarrassing. Just look—better yet, hurry up and put it in..."
Her snow-white ass wiggled lewdly, begging for his cock, her expression betraying desperate impatience.
"My breasts ache from being milked... and my insides itch and throb so badly..."
The goddess's lewd pussy parted left and right, entrance gaping and twitching as it expelled Eunhyeon's cum.
Perfect condition—no foreplay needed.
He wanted to savor the sight forever, to etch this vision of his goddess into his eyes, tease her with lingering touches. But despite three prior ejaculations, his cock screamed for release, demanding to plunge in now.
"I'm putting it in, Goddess."
Slippery smooth, he aligned his cock with the pussy of her proffered ass.
Just the glans brushing her loosened, writhing folds made hot love juices—diluted with his semen—gush out.
"Put it in... hurry..."
Any tender thoughts of pleasing Eunhyeon had vanished from Verdandi's mind.
All that remained was the burning need to quench the lust built from her breast orgasm. Eunhyeon simply reveled in her demanding pleas.
He leaned forward slightly, pressing his chest to her back, one hand seizing a milk-heavy breast.
His other hand gripped her inner thigh, holding her firm.
Then, with a thrust of his hips, he drove his cock deep into the goddess's pussy once more.
"Nngh... It's... coming in... so hot... so hard... your cock..."
Each slow inch elicited a backlash of backed-up semen squeezing from her pussy's seams.
Her molten-hot walls engulfed him with perfect pressure, clenching tight amid rippling spasms, wrapping his shaft in enveloping bliss.
"Ngh...!"
Insertion alone nearly triggered him; he gritted his teeth to hold back.
Suppressing the urge to unload everything at once, he eased deeper until his glans kissed her womb entrance.
"Ahhng... aaah... aaah!"
Verdandi's hips shuddered violently, convulsions rippling through her body as ecstatic moans burst from her lips.
In doggy position, her torso arched back like a bow.
Her massive tits swung wildly, erect nipples twitching and spraying milk, whitening her areolas.
"Eh...? Just insertion... already...?"
"Uhng...!"
Her earlier breast climax had left her hypersensitive; it wasn't impossible.
"Haaah."
Lost in afterglow, she unconsciously clenched her pussy.
Her feverish walls spasmed lewdly, squeezing his cock with exquisite pressure, clinging as if to milk his essence, scattering supreme pleasure along his length.
"Ngh... Goddess, you're so lewd too."
"Haa, haa... Is that bad...? Your cock... didn't it turn me into this...?"
"It's amazing."
A faint smirk crossed his lips as he began slow thrusts again.
"Nngh... Your hard cock... sliding and stirring my insides... aaah!"
He rocked his hips, rubbing his shaft along her entire pussy, ravaging her depths.
Each brutal prod at her womb made her torso jolt upward.
"Uhnggg...!"
While the goddess reeled from glans strikes, he focused every nerve on his hips, scraping her sensitive spots with precision.
"Haa, haa... Darling...! Slower... sloooower!"
Post-light-climax, every prod sparked spasms and moans she couldn't suppress.
Slowly, methodically—like mapping her erogenous zones beyond her nipples—he probed repeatedly.
The more he stirred, the tighter her pussy clenched, rippling sweetly around him.
"Goddess... feels so good...! Ngh!"
"Me too... me too, it feels good!"
Matching his rhythm, she bucked her ass, panting lewd cries of pleasure.
"More... more... nngah! Deeper... like before...!"
"Understood."
Obliging her plea, he powered a single deep thrust, glans crushing her womb.
"Aahnggg!"
Her hips quivered; torso bowed back again as she screamed.
"Good... so... so good..."
Another light climax flooded her with juices, slickening his cock amid tight squeezes, letting him stir smoothly despite the grip.
"Haat... haat... haat..."
Each plunge drew hot, ragged breaths; her hips and ass went limp.
Held upright only by his grasp on her breast and thigh, she'd have collapsed otherwise.
She could only jolt with his thrusts, moaning helplessly.
His cock churned her depths, wringing lewd squelches and juices that soaked their union, dripping to the floor.
Each upward thrust made her massive tits bounce wildly, spraying milk everywhere.
"Nngh...!"
"Goddess..."
Without halting his ravaging, he released her thigh to maul her remaining breast.
Savoring the endless milky fullness, he kneaded deeply.
Fingers pinched and twisted her milk-slick nipple, spinning it to milk even more.
"Haaah...! Don't torment my breasts! They're tingling... sharp jolts inside... aahng!"
"Ngh...! Teasing your nipples makes your insides writhe and clench my cock tighter... Goddess!"
"My mind... it's going blank...! Nngrh!"
After feasting on her heaving tits and milking them dry, he accelerated his hips.
"Haa, haaat! Darling... I-I can't... anymore..."
"Hitting your limit?"
Her post-climax body surged toward orgasm from the breast play alone.
"I'm... gonna cum! This... this is what that witch girl felt... nngh!"
Her glazed eyes and sweet gasps brought a smile to his face.
Sensing her impending peak, her pussy's grip and friction intensified, pleasure building madly in his cock.
"Gonna... cum!"
Verdandi's back twitched at his words.
Spluuurt!
"A-aaaah! Aaaaaah!"
Eunhyeon hit his limit, cock throbbing as it flooded her depths with massive spurts—simultaneous with her own shattering climax, body quaking violently.
"Ah, haa, haa, fuuu... Your semen... filling my belly again..."
Her spasming pussy clenched hotly, her womb—already brimming—swelling anew with his load.
Spent, he sat back in the chair, still buried inside, embracing her through the afterglow.
"Ahh..."
Limp and unable to support herself, she trembled atop him, lost in ecstasy.
Semen backflowed from her stuffed pussy and womb, dripping to the floor.
The room reeked of milk, juices, and cum—a debauched masterpiece.
Thank goodness this replicated divine realm wasn't his real room.
"Goddess... you okay?"
"Just... stay like this a bit... connected to you..."
"Yes."
Joy and satisfaction welled up; he smiled, grasping her breast.
"Nng... You really obsess over my breasts, don't you? That good?"
"Because they're yours, Goddess."
He nuzzled her neck, inhaling her sweat-and-fluids scent.
"...Your cock's still rock-hard, filling me up... When will it soften?"
She clenched deliberately, squeezing pleasurably, eyes gleaming seductively.
"Seems your divine power really amps my stamina...?"
"Then... perhaps..."
She hesitated, expectant gaze questioning.
"One more time... think you can?"
No words, just a smile as his hands gripped her waist.
Feeling her warm depths, he lifted her hips slowly.
"Nngh...!"
A slight withdrawal, then rubbing in her post-climax pussy.
"Haaa... yes... there... aaang."
Cum and juices foamed at their union, soaking chair and floor.
"Hng...!"
"Ngh...!"
After several more rounds—totaling eight—they finally softened; naked, they collapsed on the bed.
"Time flows differently here than in the mortal realm, right?"
"Indeed. When you leave and awaken below, this will all feel like a single night's dream."
"I see..."
He'd confess to Illyana first thing upon waking.
"I'd like to thank that witch girl myself someday. Hopefully in person."
"Can I return here?"
"What? Craving my body again?"
"Honestly... it'll linger too vividly. I'll miss it."
"Hehe, come here."
Arms outstretched, she buried his face in her breasts, stroking his hair.
"I felt so connected to you—it was wonderful. Don't worry. This is your third summons here. We'll connect again."
"Understood."
He nodded faintly, eyes closing as sleep claimed him against her chest.
Dazzling sunlight made Eunhyeon grimace; he shielded his eyes from the window, rolling over.
"Nng...!"
His movement stirred Illyana, who slept embracing him; she frowned too.
Glancing at the wall clock—not too late—she sighed in relief.
"Phew..."
Still, later than usual. Recalling his divine tryst triggered morning wood; he scowled at it.
'This monstrous stamina freak... no, more importantly.'
Confirming Vulcanus' Hammer and Aegis etched in his soul, he sighed softly.
"Slept in extra late today, huh? Yawwn."
Illyana sat up in bed, yawning.
"...Illyana."
"Yeah?"
"I just fucked the Goddess."
"......"
Brief confusion, then sleep fled—sharp glare piercing him.
"Not some wet dream fantasy, then?"
"Nope."
"Hng~. Figures. Expected it eventually. Self-reporting? Forgiven. So?"
"Huh?"
"How many times?"
"Uh... eight?"
"No, how many loads?"
"T-Ten..."
"Hng~. Ten, huh..."
She shed her negligee, stripping his pajamas.
"Hey, whoa. What're you doing? Morning already... no work?"
Even rushing to teleport to the library, they'd be late.
"Skipping. I'm the head librarian—who cares? Say I'm under the weather for a day off."
"What about Erin...?"
"School by now. She's not a kid anymore—handles her own breakfast and leaving."
"Hey..."
"Listen, Hyun-ah. I said I'd share you—not that I'd lose. Ten? Pfft, I'll make you blow eleven."
"Hey... you trying to kill me? Keep this up, and you'll be my second cause of death—death by pussy!"
"You don't stay dead anyway—She'll revive you. Did it once, what's twice? And don't die on some bullshit like this. Ever. Got it? Die for real, and when you're back, you're dead meat. One death was enough without me—twice? You're a fucking dog bastard then. Don't even joke. Got it?!"
"Ah! Then don't kill me! That's what you're doing right now!"
"Nope. Did ten? Eleven's doable."
What twisted logic was this?
Her competitive spark ignited oddly; chills ran down his spine.
The divine realm tryst didn't tax his mortal body—still vigorous despite ten loads.
But mentally? Exhausted. Verdandi had drained his spirit and willpower.
Even healthy, could he withstand this succubus witch squeezing him dry?
Regret gnawed—he shouldn't have confessed.
'Fuck... I'm fucked...'