Yuuto didn't sleep. He couldn't. Not after last night.
Every time he closed his eyes, he felt her again—her soft, faceless skin wrapped around his cock like a perfect onahole molded from sin. It wasn't just lust now. It was need. His balls still ached, not from emptiness… but from craving more.
He wanted to see her again.
Touch her.
Smell her.
Fuck her.
So when the clock hit 3:33 AM, and his room suddenly dipped in temperature, he didn't flinch.
He smiled.
She was here.
She stepped out from the corner shadows—smooth, pale, silent.
And this time… she was different.
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The glow of his desk lamp revealed everything.
She was tall—maybe 5'9—with long, black, wet hair that stuck to her flawless skin like silk curtains. Not a single pore. No blemish. No flaw. Like a porcelain sex doll given flesh.
Her breasts were obscene. Heavy G-cups, full and round, tipped with soft pink nipples that perked with every breath she didn't take. They bounced slightly with her step, like gravity was afraid to grip them too tightly.
Her waist narrowed into an elegant curve, stomach soft and smooth like polished marble. Not thin—feminine. Touchable. Lickable.
Her hips were wide, flaring out into thick, perfect thighs. Her ass jiggled with every step—plump, tight, and made to be gripped while getting railed from behind.
And between those legs—dripping, waiting—was her first hole.
A flawless pussy. Pale pink lips, glistening with natural arousal. The folds pulsed slightly like it knew he was looking. Her clit peeked out, plump and needy, twitching like it was begging to be sucked.
No face.
No voice.
Just a body made for one thing.
Fucking.
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Yuuto stood. Shirtless. Erect. Shaking with anticipation.
"You came back…" he whispered.
No answer. Just that perfect, expressionless head tilting slightly. Her hand moved slowly… then pointed down at her cunt.
She opened her legs.
That was all the permission he needed.
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He stepped forward, trembling. Her body radiated a heat that fogged his skin. He dropped to his knees in front of her and leaned in.
Her scent hit him first—light, sweet, and impossibly arousing. Like a mix of clean sweat, wet pussy, and otherworldly lust.
He dragged his tongue up her folds slowly.
"Mmh…"
A moan—not from her mouth, but directly into his mind. It vibrated through his skull and down into his cock.
"Fuck… you like that?" he muttered, licking again.
Her thighs clenched. Her pussy drooled. He dove in.
His tongue teased her slit, lapping up the juices like nectar. She tasted unreal. Pure desire, liquid and thick. Her clit twitched against his lips, sensitive as hell.
"More."
The word hit him like a jolt of electricity. She didn't need to speak—her desire screamed through him.
He devoured her. Tongue-fucking her entrance, sucking her clit, fingers digging into her ass cheeks. She responded like a real woman—hips grinding, thighs trembling.
Then he pulled back, panting.
"I'm gonna fuck you now."
No protest. She simply turned. Bent forward. And offered herself.
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That ass.
Two plump cheeks, pale and soft, spread wide to reveal the entrance to paradise. Her pussy glistened, twitching like it needed to be filled.
Yuuto gripped his cock, aimed it, and shoved inside.
"FUCK—!"
She was tight. Too tight. Like she hadn't been fucked in a thousand years. Her walls clenched and sucked on him immediately, as if her cunt was alive and starving.
Wet. Hot. Addictive.
He drove in balls-deep, hips slapping against her thick ass. His cock vanished inside her with a wet squelch, and she shuddered.
Her whole body twitched with every thrust.
No moans. No screaming. But her tightness said it all.
"More. More. More."
Her voice echoed louder in his head with every thrust.
He fucked her like an animal. Skin slapping, balls bouncing, sweat dripping. Her juices flooded his thighs, splashing with each pump. Her walls tightened, pulling him deeper—squeezing like she didn't want to let go.
His cock throbbed inside her, thick and full.
She started clenching in pulses—fast, wet contractions milking his cock like a vacuum.
"Shit—gonna cum—inside you—!"
"Yes. YES. Fill me."
Her voice cried out in his skull.
"BREED ME."
Yuuto roared as he slammed deep and blew his entire load into her pussy.
Thick ropes of cum erupted inside her. Endless. Powerful.
Her walls tightened hard around him, holding him in place. He felt every drop get sucked deep into her core. It was like she was drinking his orgasm—siphoning his soul with every spurt.
When he finally pulled out, cum dripped from her soaked pussy in heavy globs.
She stood upright slowly, cum sliding down her thighs.
And as she turned…
Something had changed.
Her skin—still flawless.
Her tits—slightly bigger.
Her body—somehow warmer, more real.
She reached forward… and stroked his cheek.
For the first time, her head tilted with affection.
"You are mine."
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Yuuto collapsed into bed. His cock, drained. His body, soaked.
He didn't care.
She was perfect.
His faceless sex goddess.
And he'd fuck her again.
And again.
And again.