Makoto Himemiya's sudden climax caused Alex to pause his thrusting as he felt a gush of searing-hot "lava" erupt from the girl's vagina.
"Makoto, you're so useless!" Alex's member remained rock-hard and relentless.
"It's because you're too powerful, you jerk~"
"But I'm not satisfied yet."
With that, Alex embraced the girl's wanton body and turned her around, sitting her on the toilet lid while he stood before her, grabbing her long, shapely legs.
"Your legs are so inviting," Alex admired.
The climax was only the beginning of Makoto's excitement; it left her even more sensitive. Alex gave her no room to breathe, thrusting violently again, hitting her "flower heart" every single time, making her body shudder with every impact. The girl wailed and twisted in ecstasy.
For a time, the sound of wet, slapping flesh and Makoto's lewd moans echoed throughout the narrow restroom.
Squelch—! Squelch—!
The sound of friction and juices.
Alex swung his thick, turgid, monstrous member, driving it deep into the girl's watery, sticky, bright-red "Peach Blossom Cave." The tight sensation provided a unique thrill. Feeling Makoto's full, smooth, and tender skin, Alex drove his massive rod into a new round of sprinting.
Their bodies became inseparable as Alex's rod dove into Makoto's most secret depths, thrusting and grinding. The vaginal walls clamped down on his massive tool, contracting and tightening. The meat pulsed and sucked as the hard rod reached a new territory, the wide path narrowing as the inner flesh clung to him without a single gap.
The suction was immense!
The young lovers, fueled by taboo, passion, and depraved intercourse, found the experience incredibly stimulating. Alex's large hands held up the girl's pale, plump thighs, occasionally nipping at her skin. His hips snapped back and forth, driving the monster forward and back with increasingly exaggerated force. The girl's juices sprayed out with every thrust, leaving puddles and splashes all over the floor.
Makoto was like a small boat tossed in a violent sea, her white, silky legs shaking and her massive, pale breasts swinging wildly, their strawberry-red nipples hardening.
"So good—Makoto, you're so tight—!" Alex hooked her legs over his shoulders and leaned back, dragging the girl's beautiful, seductive body in and out of his reach.
"I... I feel so good too, Alex... Hubby... Harder! Ah... you're hitting the very back... mmm..."
With every lunge and thrust, Makoto's body spasmed, her voice rising and falling in pitch. A numbing sensation radiated from their point of contact, and a sour, itchy pleasure pulsed through their bodies. As the juices flowed, Makoto pushed her rear back against her lover's thick, brave rod.
Keeping his rod turgid and thick, Alex suddenly slammed forward with violent force. Amidst the girl's joyous moans and gasps, he repeatedly hammered against her cervix. The burning temperature of his rod scorched the tender meat inside her honey-hole, the "petals" fluttering as the overflowing juices lubricated the internal friction.
"I'm going to die... I'm really going to die... Alex, I can't take it, ee-yahhh—!!"
Makoto's voice hit a high-pitched peak along with Alex's final sprint, climbing to the summit of pleasure.
"Makoto, so tight... Let's go together."
Plap—! Plap—!
"Ah... you're shooting inside...!"
When they emerged from the restroom, Makoto's face was still flushed, her exquisite features filled with the afterglow of a powerful orgasm—seductive, crimson, and full of charm. Her clear eyes were misty with lingering lust.
Having been nourished by sex and fully "fed" by Alex, the girl exuded a womanly aura of total satisfaction. Every waitress in the shop could see the difference in Makoto before and after she entered the restroom.
"Please, customers—" A waitress walked over and offered tissues, peeking shyly at Alex. She whispered softly, "Um, if you need one, we can provide a private room."
Makoto: "???" Alex: "..."
Before Makoto could process what was happening, the waitress continued, "And our shop also... offers certain other services..."
Makoto was stunned. What the hell? This is a dessert shop! How can they have 'those' services?! Wait... she suddenly realized something was wrong. Why were there no other customers? Why were all the female staff staring at Alex?
Hold on! Are they all here for Alex?!
"Not interested," the blue-haired beauty snapped, grabbing Alex's hand. "We don't need anything. Alex, we're leaving—!"
Afraid her lover would be stolen away, she hurried Alex out of the shop. Only after leaving the disappointed gazes of the staff behind did Makoto breathe a sigh of relief. Alex looked at her hand gripping his and teased, "Makoto, are you jealous?"
"Those staff must know you, right? No wonder they invited us in," Makoto pouted. "As for being jealous... it's not exactly that. It's just, today is rare. I have you all to myself; I won't let anyone else interfere!"
"But Makoto, I'm not satisfied yet," Alex spread his hands. "You were just fed by me, but I'm still hungry~"
"..."
Facing the boy's suggestive smirk, Makoto's face turned scarlet. How many times has he done it today? And he's still not satisfied? He's like a beast... a monster! Bakemono!!
Makoto gave him a seductive glare, bit her sexy red lip, and made up her mind. "Follow me!!"
Late at night, in a thicket within the park—
The blue-haired beauty was still misty-eyed with lust, her hand gently stroking her lover. Since Alex wasn't satisfied, she decided to keep going, even if her body was tired. She could use other methods—her hands, her mouth, her breasts... Alex loved those.
The location: a pitch-black forest in the park.
Alex's breathing grew heavy, a red flush rising to his face. A physiological light—fiery, deep, and longing—shone in his eyes. He reached out and grabbed Makoto's shoulders. His body jolted as he wildly embraced her fragrant, hot body, pressing his face against her soft cheek. His arms were like iron clamps.
Makoto, infected by his heat, blushed beautifully. She collapsed into his arms like she'd been struck by lightning, murmuring incoherently as she wrapped her arms around his waist and her legs around him like a snake.
They shared a heated kiss on the grass, their lips and tongues tangling.
"Ah—"
The beautiful girl in the kimono was roughly pushed down onto the ground.
Makoto's skin was as white as snow. Beneath her brows were large, seductive eyes; her nose was finely sculpted, and her soft, tender lips were practically begging to be bitten. Her pointed yet rounded chin completed a flawless face with an irresistible aura.
Her hair touched her shoulders; she was growing it out, and her maturing features only added to her womanly charm. Her silhouette—full, rounded breasts, a slender waist, and long, snowy legs—was breathtaking. Under the moon, she looked like a hormone-fueled dream that could drive any man insane.
"Slow down, you big jerk, so impatient..."
Makoto no longer showed the hollow hunger from before. Instead, she looked bashful and a bit timid, as if afraid of being roughly ravaged. This expression didn't just evoke pity; it spiked Alex's desire for total possession. He wanted to play with her ruthlessly!
"I can't help it whenever I look at you, Makoto."
Alex kissed her cherry mouth somewhat roughly. A fire burned in both their chests as they tangled together, lips and tongues locked in a deep suck.
"Alex..." Makoto whispered, her voice thick with love.
"If you really can't take it, should we stop?" Even though he was horny, Alex had strong self-control. Looking at his beloved girl, he felt tenderness alongside his lust. Her timid look made him hesitate; he didn't want to hurt her just to get off.
"It's okay." Makoto hugged his waist tightly. "I'm not that fragile anymore. Besides... I want to make you feel good. Satisfy you. So... please, ravage me~!"
Makoto's heady fragrance and her towering, swaying breasts, with their heart-stopping curves, pulled at Alex's senses. Lying on the grass under the weak starlight, her kimono splayed open, her white body looked dreamlike. Her breasts were snow-white and soft, their rose-colored nipples standing tall.
Alex pressed down on her—