An Extra’s Rise in an Eroge

"Haah…♥"

I grabbed her firm buttocks, squeezing them as I pressed my length against her dripping slit.

Schlick… Schlick…

Her slick heat coated my tip as I rubbed against her entrance.

"Hnnngh…♥"

A sweet moan escaped her lips, her body twitching in need.

But instead of thrusting in immediately, I teased her, dragging the head of my cock up and down against her soaked folds.

"Ahhh…! Please… quickly…♥ I beg you…♥"

She whimpered, pushing her hips back in desperation.

"Master's manhood…♥ Please… ravage this lewd maid's pussy…♥"

Her trembling voice, her drenched entrance, the way she completely surrendered—it was unbearably arousing.

I couldn't hold back anymore.

Grabbing her hips, I plunged inside her in one swift motion.

Schluck!

"Ooooh…♥"

Her tight walls immediately clenched around me, sucking me in deeper.

Her whole body shuddered violently.

Then—

Spasm…!

She came the moment I entered, her juices squirting onto my shaft as her back arched.

Clara's arms gave out, her body collapsing from the overwhelming pleasure—

But I wasn't about to let her rest.

I grabbed her wrists, pulling her up as I slammed into her again.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Ahhhhk…! Hoooghh…! Hiyak…♥"

Saliva dripped from her parted lips, her dazed eyes unfocused as she was fucked senseless.

Her body jerked with each thrust, completely at my mercy.

"So… so good…♥ Your cock…♥ It's amazing…♥ I missed it so much…♥"

Clara moaned breathlessly, her lascivious body trembling with need.

Her sweat-drenched back arched beautifully, her plump ass twitching with every deep thrust, greedily swallowing me to the hilt.

The wet squelching of our bodies filled the room, obscene and intoxicating.

Slap! Slap! Thwack! Slap!

Each impact sent ripples through her soft flesh.

"Oook…♥ This position…♥ It's incredible…♥ You're reaching places inside me that no one else could ever touch, Master…♥"

Her voice cracked with pleasure, her insides squeezing me tighter with every stroke.

I gripped her hips harder, thrusting with relentless force.

Thud! Thud! Thwack!

"Ohoghh…♥ Haaaah…♥ It's—It's too deep…!♥ You're ruining me…!♥"

Her pussy spasmed uncontrollably, clamping down in repeated waves.

She was right at the edge.

"I-I'm cumming…!♥"

But—

I stopped.

Clara's body jerked violently.

Her breath hitched. Enjoy new chapters from My Virtual Library Empire

Her soaked pussy twitched madly around my cock, desperate for release.

"H-Huh…? Haaaah…♥ M-Master…?"

Her voice was frantic, almost pleading.

She turned her head, her glazed-over eyes begging me, her lips trembling as if she might cry.

She was completely addicted to the pleasure.

"Please… quickly…♥ I-I'm so close… I need it…♥"

I smirked.

Then—

Thud! Thud! Bang!

"Ooooooohhhh…!♥"

I slammed into her mercilessly.

Clara's body tensed—then convulsed in pure bliss.

Her walls spasmed wildly, milking my length as if trying to wring me dry.

Her mouth hung open, her tongue lolling out as she trembled uncontrollably.

She looked completely wrecked—lost in overwhelming pleasure.

"Uhnnn…♥ Haaaah…♥ Huuuuh…♥"

Her body slumped forward, trembling, basking in the aftermath of an intense, mind-breaking climax.

*****

A Few Minutes Earlier…

Somewhere in the manor three women were sitting around a table casually chatting, having morning snack.

"Is Arthur still asleep?" Iliyana asked, taking a slow sip of her coffee.

"It seems so. He must be tired after all that traveling," Elona replied.

"Well, he can rest later. Send someone to wake him up. The Count's family has already departed and should be arriving within a few hours at most. Arthur needs to be present," Iliyana instructed.

"I already sent Clara to wake him up," Amelia added. "He should be awake by now… maybe freshening up."

Iliyana scoffed. "Is he a girl or what? Why is he taking so long?"

Elona chuckled. "Relax, Iliyana. There's still plenty of time. No need to rush." Then, she turned toward Amelia. "If you're that concerned, I'll send Amelia to check on him."

Amelia nodded in understanding. "Alright, Mother."

She stood up gracefully and made her way toward Arthur's room.

When she arrived, she immediately noticed something odd.

"Hm? Why is the door open…?"

Frowning, she stepped inside.

Arthur wasn't in sight. The bed was slightly disheveled, but otherwise, there was no sign of him.

Then—

"Ohoghh…♥ Haaaah…♥"

A muffled, breathy moan echoed through the room.

Amelia froze.

She wasn't a child. She knew exactly what kind of sound that was.

The noise was coming from the bathroom.

Her heart pounded in her chest as curiosity took hold. With cautious steps, she moved closer, drawn in despite herself.

"H-Huh…? Haaaah…♥ M-Master…?"

Thud! Thud! Bang!

"Ooooooohhhh…!♥"

The moment the sounds became clearer, Amelia's face flushed deep red.

A heat stirred within her, unfamiliar yet impossible to ignore.

Unable to stop herself, she gently pushed the door open just enough to peek inside.

Arthur and Clara were far too engrossed in their carnal indulgence to notice.

And what Amelia saw made her breath hitch—her thighs unconsciously rubbing together as a strange, needy warmth spread through her body.

Amelia's breath hitched, her entire body heating up as she peeked inside.

Arthur stood behind Clara, his strong hands gripping her plump hips as he slammed into her from behind.

The wet, obscene sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the bathroom, echoing like a sinful melody.

Thud! Thud! Thwack!

Clara's moans were unabashed, her tongue hanging out, drool dripping down her chin.

"Ahhh! ♥ Master! So deep… so thick…♥"

Arthur's muscular frame flexed with every thrust, his massive, veiny shaft stretching Clara's drenched folds mercilessly.

The sight was utterly intoxicating.

Amelia gulped.

Her entire body felt hot, burning with a sinful fire she had never felt before.

She could feel it—her arousal soaking her underwear, the unbearable ache throbbing between her legs.

Her thighs clenched. Her breathing grew ragged.

Before she even realized it, her trembling fingers reached down, gripping the hem of her dress.

Slowly, she lifted it up, her pulse hammering in her ears as she pushed aside her dripping panties.

Her swollen, glistening lips were already drenched, her thighs slick with her juices.

She hesitated for a brief moment.

Then—

Her fingers plunged in.

Schlick… Schlick… Schlick…

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as she pressed her middle and ring fingers inside, curling them deep, hitting her most sensitive spot.

Her walls clenched around her fingers instinctively, desperate to be filled.

Her other hand reached up, pulling down the top of her dress, exposing her heaving, soft breasts to the cool air.

Her erect nipples ached with sensitivity.

She squeezed one tight, rolling it between her fingers as she pumped her digits in and out of her soaking folds.

"Mmmhh—♥"

She bit her lip, muffling her own moans as she rubbed her aching clit with her thumb.

Her eyes remained locked on Arthur's thick, glistening shaft, watching it disappear into Clara's stretched, dripping hole, only to reappear, coated in her creamy juices.

Her mind was drowning in lust.

'I-It's… so big…!'

Her breath hitched as she imagined it.

That thick, veiny monster—slamming into her instead.

Spreading her wide.

Stretching her beyond her limits.

The thought alone sent an unbearable shiver through her body.

She moved faster.

Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Squish!

Her fingers curled deep inside, pressing hard against her sweetest spot.

Her hips bucked uncontrollably, her thighs trembling.

Her sticky juices dripped down onto the floor, forming a shameful puddle beneath her knees.

Inside, Arthur groaned deeply, his pace growing ruthless.

Clara's body convulsed, her moans turning into screams of pleasure.

"Mmmgh! ♥ I'm cumming! ♥ M-Master! I'm cuuuummiiiing! ♥"

Arthur's relentless thrusts sent Clara into another earth-shattering orgasm, her body shaking violently as she squirted all over the floor.

That was it.

That was the final push Amelia needed.

Her stomach tensed—her entire body quivering as pleasure exploded inside her.

Her legs spasmed.

Her fingers sank deep, buried to the knuckle.

Her clit pulsed, sending shockwaves of heat through her core.

Then—

It happened.

"Hnnngh! ♥ AHHHHH! ♥"

Her juices gushed out violently, squirting in uncontrollable waves as her body convulsed in the hardest orgasm she had ever experienced.

Her knees buckled, her back arching, her mouth hanging open in a silent scream of pleasure.

Her fingers remained inside, twitching as she rode out the endless aftershocks.

A massive, steaming puddle of her arousal now covered the floor beneath her, proof of her shameless climax.

For a long moment, she simply sat there, panting heavily, her mind foggy with pleasure.

Her fingers slowly slipped out, glistening with her own release.

Then—

Reality crashed down on her.

Her eyes snapped open in horror.

'W-What have I done!?'

Her body froze as her mind processed the shameless act she had just committed.

Her breath hitched.

'I… I masturbated… watching my husband's younger brother fuck another woman…'

The realization sent a shudder of guilt and shame through her body.

Her face burned red, her heart pounding with panic.

She needed to get out.

Fast.

Hurriedly, she pulled down her dress, wiped her sticky thighs as best she could, and stumbled away from the door.

But she left behind a huge puddle of her release, the evidence of her depravity.

She didn't dare to look back as she fled.

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