My Cuckhold System

Chapter 279: Fourth Load (R-18)

Lianhua’s hair flew and her breasts bounced as she jumped up and down his dick in ways she had never done with her husband.

Sweat dripped from her as the sounds of wet slaps and rough breathing filling the vibrant room.

After many minutes, West laid her on her back, and drove into her hard. "Cum for me," he growled in her ear.

Lianhua’s eyes rolled back and her body arched as a long, gushing squirt erupted from her pussy, drenching his cock and the sheets.

Her walls clamped down in violent waves, and West roared, burying himself deep, unloading a second thick load inside her, adding to the mess.

He remained above her, relishing the wave of ecstasy as both of them panted with their bodies intertwined.

Lianhua’s hand found his, lacing their fingers together while her breathe brushed against his ear. "I think... I’m in trouble," she whispered with a small, exhausted laugh escaping her lips.

West lifted his head with a lazy, satisfied grin spreading across his face. "Trouble? I think you’ve been in trouble since the moment you bumped into me." He kissed her forehead and slowly pulled out causing his cock slide free with a wet, obscene sound.

A torrent of cum oozed from her gaping pussy... but instead of sinking into post-coital bliss, Lianhua’s hand shot down, gripping his still hard shaft.

"We’re not done yet," she voiced with a look of renewed hunger. "You said you’d satisfy me. I haven’t felt fully satisfied yet."

West’s eyebrows rose, but his grin only widened. "Is that a challenge?"

She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she rolled off the bed, trying to still her shaky legs as she walked over to the wall opposite the bed.

Up there stationed on the wall, was a golden frame with a painting of Renzhi in stern, dignified Dragon Fang outfit.

Lianhua leaned against the wall directly beneath it, turning to face West, and spread her legs as her pussy dripped. "Start with me like this," she said, gesturing to the floor. "Collapsed doggy. I want you behind me, pounding me into this rug, while I stare at my husband’s face."

West didn’t need further encouragement. He strode over with his cock hardening and knelt behind her.

She dropped to her hands and knees and lowered her upper body until her cheek pressed against the carpet with her ass raised high, presenting her wet, used pussy to him.

Her eyes locked onto Renzhi’s painted eyes with a twisted thrill burning in her chest.

West positioned himself and his cock at her entrance before and driving into her smoothly. Lianhua gasped as the fullness made her toes curl while her fingers clawed at the carpet.

He started with slow, deep strokes causing her body to jerk forward softly, sliding against the fibers.

Eventually, West quickened the pace slapping against her ass with wet, rhythmic sounds.

He leaned over, pressing his chest against her back while gripping her shoulder with another hand and reaching around to rub her clit. "Look at him," he growled in her ear. "Look at your husband while I fuck you."

She moaned with her eyes fixed on the portrait. "He... he never fucks me like this. He’s so... gentle. Always gentle." Her voice cracked with a mixture of shame and exhilaration. "But you—fuck, Smith, you use me like a whore."

"That’s what you are, isn’t it?" he voiced while ramping up the pace, breathing hot on her neck. "My whore."

"Yes!" she cried as orgasm built up within her rapidly. "Your whore!"

He fucked her in that position for long minutes while her moans turned into incoherent screams and her body shuddered as she came.

He kept driving her through the peak, until she was a trembling mess on the floor. Then he pulled out, spun her around, and lifted her onto the side of the bed.

"Ride me," he commanded before lying back on the edge of the mattress.

She climbed on top, straddling him and guiding his cock back into her wet warmth.

She wasted no time, bouncing on him with wild abandon as her breasts jiggled iin his face. He reached up, sucking and biting her nipples, making her gasp and arch her back.

Her thighs slapped against his hips as she rode him hard with sweat dripping from her hair onto his chest.

She leaned forward and kissed him deeply before whispering, "Now roll me onto my side."

He flipped her over, making her lay on her left side while raising her right leg high over his shoulder.

He entered her from the side in this position that allowed deep penetration.

His cock slid in at a delicious angle, fucking her slow and deep while watching her face contort in pleasure. "More," she whimpered. "Harder."

He obliged, increasing the pace and causing the bed to creak in protest.

He then moved her into a spooning position, pressing her back against his chest and hooking her leg over his.

He slid in from behind, wrapped his arms around her while gripping her breast with the other.

This slow, intimate rhythm drove her insane, steadily building pressure until she came again, trembling in his arms.

She was exhausted and almost out of fluids but she wasn’t finished. She pushed up onto her knees, facing the wall where Renzhi’s portrait hung. "I want to be on my back, on the floor, right in front of him," she stated.

West moved with her and laid her down with her back on the rug, directly beneath the portrait.

With her head just a few feet from the frame, he positioned himself between her legs, lifted her ankles onto his shoulders, and drove into her with intense thrusts.

He targeted her G-spot deliberately, angling his cock to hit that sweet spot with each stroke.

Her cries filled the room and her hands reached up toward the painting as if in supplication.

"I’m going to cum again," she gasped. "Don’t stop."

West only fucked her faster, harder with his eyes locked on her face.

She felt the wave of ecstasy building intensely, deep in her core. "OH SMITH——!"

Her body arched as a gush of clear liquid erupted from her pussy, shooting upward in a violent arc.

The first spurt hit the painting squarely on Renzhi’s face, splattering across the oil canvas.

Another jet followed and more until she was completely spent.

Her squirt pooled on the floor, dripping down the frame while she lay there, panting with her pussy still quivering.

West pulled out, his cock glistening. He stood over her, stroking his length. "Second load," he stated.

He spun her around and guided his cock to her entrance before pushing in.

He thrust a few times, then before releasing his cum in a hot, thick torrent, painting her ass cheeks.

Ropes of cum splattered across her smooth skin, dripping between the crack.

However, West wasn’t done...

"Third load," he voiced while climbing higher and shoving his dick into her mouth again while still soaked with cum.

He fucked her mouth intensely and then after a few minutes, pulled it out with a plop. He proceeded to place his cock in between her wondrous tities and fucked the center.

Lianhua pumped her boobs together, trapping his cock in the center while he thrust back and forth.

The softness and squishness surrounded his dick on all sides as he went back and forth before grabbed his cock.

He aiming at her tits and released, spattering her nipples and the soft curve of her cleavage. The white fluid pooled in her belly button, ran down her sides.

"Fourth load." He grabbed her legs again and spread them wide open before sliding in.

"Ughhhhh!"

Her loud moans spread across the bedroom as he began fucking her again nonstop.

At this point her pussy was sore, swollen and red from all the intense pounding but nonetheless, West’s cock was like a drug she had gotten addicted to.

She couldn’t stop herself from moaning and making whore like expressions she could never make with her husband.

Her tongue stuck out as West’s balls slapped her ass repeatedly while he stretched her insides.

Pah!

Pah!

Pah!

Pah!

After a few minutes, West pulled out and moved up, aiming at her face.

She opened her mouth and extended her tongue while he shot the first rope across her lips. He shot the next into her open mouth and let the rest splash across her cheeks, nose and chin.

He kept pumping until his balls were truly empty, coating her face in a thick, glistening mask of cum.

Lianhua reached up, licking the cum from her lips and swallowing it with a satisfied moan. "You certainly know how to finish a job," she said weakly.

West laughed while standing up and grabbing his clothes. "I aim to please." He dressed quickly, pulling on his pants, buttoning his shirt.

He took a quick glance down at her, lying in a puddle of their combined fluids with her face messy and her body marked with his seed. "Goodbye, Lianhua."