Academy's Pervert in the D Class

Chapter 307: String

Lor leaned in and gently circled her tight hole with the tip of his index finger, coating it with spit and her own leaking juices.

He pressed the finger against her entrance and slowly pushed inside.

Eva moaned deeply as his finger sank knuckle-deep into her ass, stretching the tight ring.

"That’s it... relax Eva" Lor said softly.

He worked his finger in and out slowly, loosening her, feeling her inner walls clench and flutter around the intrusion. Eva’s thighs trembled, her moans growing louder and needier.

After a few moments of careful stretching, Lor withdrew his finger. He picked up the string of maple anal beads. The smallest polished orb pressed against Eva’s now slightly loosened, spit-lubed hole.

"Relax and push out a little," he instructed softly.

Eva did as told, pushing back gently.

Lor slowly pushed the first bead inside. Her tight ring stretched around it, then closed with a soft pop.

Eva let out a shaky moan, her fingers digging harder into her own ass cheeks.

The second bead followed, then the third. Each one was slightly larger than the last.

Eva’s asshole stretched more and more with every bead, the cord disappearing between her cheeks. Her moans grew louder and breathier.

"Ah... they’re so deep..." she gasped, voice trembling. Her heavy breasts swayed beneath her as her body rocked slightly. "It feels... so full..."

Viora was still licking frantically underneath, her face covered in Eva’s juices.

Every time she clenched in sympathy or arousal, the curved dildo inside her pussy shifted again, fucking her in shallow, teasing strokes.

She was whimpering continuously now, the pleasure building rapidly whether she wanted it or not.

Lor continued feeding the beads into Eva’s ass, one by one.

He pressed the second-to-last bead against Eva’s stretched, glistening asshole. This one was noticeably larger. He rubbed it in slow circles, coating it thoroughly with her juices and spit.

"Take a deep breath," he murmured.

Eva did, pushing back slightly. Lor applied steady pressure.

The thick bead slowly forced its way past her tight ring, stretching her asshole wide open.

Eva’s eyes rolled back, a loud, broken moan tearing from her throat as the bead finally popped inside.

The sudden intense stretch pushed her over the edge.

Eva’s entire body tensed.

Her thick thighs shook violently around Viora’s head. Her pussy clenched hard, and a powerful orgasm ripped through her.

"I’m... cumming—!" she cried out. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

A hot gush of her juices squirted directly onto Viora’s face.

Viora gasped, eyes wide, as Eva’s pussy pulsed and sprayed her with thick, warm arousal.

It coated Viora’s lips, cheeks, and tongue.

Viora instinctively kept licking through it, swallowing what she could while Eva’s asshole clenched rhythmically around the string of beads buried inside her.

Eva’s legs nearly gave out. She moaned loudly, her curvy body shuddering hard as the orgasm rolled through her in long, powerful waves.

Her heavy breasts swayed and bounced with each spasm.

The cord of the anal beads hung from her stretched hole, the final large bead still outside, waiting.

Lor watched Eva tremble through the aftershocks of her orgasm for a few long moments.

Her thick thighs were still shaking, continued to drip slowly onto Viora’s drenched face below.

He gently pulled his fingers away from Eva’s ass and turned his full attention to Viora.

"Your turn," he said softly, voice low and hungry.

Viora was still lying on her back beneath Eva, face glistening with Eva’s cum, breathing hard.

Lor moved between Viora’s spread thighs. He gripped the base of the curved dildo and began slowly thrusting it in and out of her soaked pussy.

The wet, obscene sounds filled the room as he fucked her with the toy.

Viora moaned loudly, her hips jerking up to meet each thrust. "Ah... Lor... it’s moving so deep..."

He leaned down, pushing her black panties further aside, and pressed his tongue directly against her swollen clit.

He licked slow, firm circles around the sensitive nub while continuing to pump the curved dildo steadily in and out of her tight pussy.

Viora’s back arched off the floor. Her powerful thighs trembled on either side of his head. "Oh god... that feels... too good..." she whimpered, voice breaking.

She was completely new to this level of stimulation — the combination of the toy stretching and rubbing her insides while his warm, wet tongue attacked her clit was overwhelming her.

Lor increased the pace slightly, angling the curved dildo so it pressed harder against her g-spot with every thrust.

His tongue flicked faster over her clit, occasionally sucking the swollen bud between his lips.

Viora’s moans grew louder and more desperate. Her hands gripped the floor, knuckles white. "I’m... I’m getting close... please don’t stop..."

Eva, still bent over the bed and recovering, looked down between her legs at the scene. Her face was flushed as she watched Lor devour Viora’s pussy.

Lor kept the rhythm steady and relentless. He pushed the dildo deeper, twisting it slightly on each thrust while his tongue pressed flat and firm against Viora’s throbbing clit.

Viora’s entire body suddenly tensed. Her thick thighs clamped around Lor’s head. Her pussy clenched hard around the wooden toy.

"I’m cumming—!" she cried out, voice breaking into a long, shaky moan.

Her orgasm hit hard.

Her pussy spasmed violently around the dildo, gushing fresh juices around the toy and onto Lor’s tongue. Her hips bucked wildly against his face as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her. Her firm breasts heaved inside her sports bra, nipples painfully hard.

Lor kept licking and thrusting gently through her climax, drawing it out as long as possible until Viora finally collapsed back onto the floor, panting and trembling, completely spent.

Eva stayed bent over the bed for a few moments longer, breathing hard as the final waves of her orgasm faded.

She slowly straightened up, turning to face Lor. Her blue lace bra barely contained her heavy breasts, nipples stiff against the fabric.

Her eyes flicked down to the obvious, throbbing bulge in Lor’s underwear, then back up to his face. There was a spark of something in her gaze — desire mixed with a faint edge of jealousy.

She stepped closer to him, her voice a little husky. "The Light... still needs to be pleased, right?"