The World Is Mine For The Taking

Yr’s breathing was ragged, her flushed face buried in the pillow, strands of her damp hair clinging to her cheeks. Her body trembled faintly, every inch of her skin glistening with sweat. She looked utterly wrecked, as if she’d just experienced something beyond ecstasy.

"Did you just cum?" I asked.

"I… I don’t know," she murmured breathlessly, her words broken by the shivers still coursing through her body. "But I felt this shiver… it ran all the way down my spine, and then I jumped… I-I felt like I was soaring through the sky, and everything went black. Is… is that what cumming is?"

Her pink skin was practically glowing, her pussy still spasming faintly as if it couldn’t let go of the intense pleasure. The way her body responded, trembling and flushed, left no doubt—she had climaxed, and hard.

"Then I’ll continue," I told her, my voice laced with hunger as I repositioned myself.

I resumed pumping into her, my cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy with ease, each thrust sending waves of heat through my body. My movements were deliberate yet relentless, my hips grinding into her as I leaned down to envelop her. My hands reached for her breasts, cupping them firmly through her clothes, the softness filling my palms as I kneaded them.

I brought my lips to her ear, my tongue tracing its delicate curve before my teeth grazed her earlobe. I bit down lightly, savoring the way her body jerked beneath me. The sensations were overwhelming her now—four points of stimulation at once. Her eyes flew open in a mix of panic and uncontrollable pleasure, her body writhing violently under my grasp. Explore more stories with NovelBin.Côm

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Her hands clawed at the bedsheets, her knuckles white from the strain. Her pussy was gripping my cock like a vice, its slick heat pulsating around me with every thrust. The wet, obscene sounds of her dripping cunt filled the room, each collision echoing like a symphony of depravity.

"Ahh, ah, ah, ahh, ahh, ah, fuaah, aaah, aahh…! It’s weird…! This is weird…! Ahhh…!"

Her voice was trembling, her moans sweeter than I could have imagined. Seeing Yr like this—completely unraveled, her sleepy demeanor replaced by raw, unfiltered need—ignited something primal in me. A dark grin spread across my face as I fucked her, my cock plunging into her over and over, hitting her deepest spots.

"Ahh, it’s so sensitive… Ahhh… I’m cumming and cumming again…! Ah, ah, ahhh… You’re making me cum all over again, Leon…!"

Her juices spilled out in waves, coating my cock and dripping down her thighs, the wet slapping of our bodies only growing louder. Her walls were spasming violently, clamping down on me as if they never wanted to let go. Her face twisted with such sinful pleasure, her once sleepy eyes now wide and glazed with lust.

The satisfaction of seeing her fall apart under me was exhilarating. My heart raced with an intoxicating blend of adrenaline and a deep, primal sense of conquest. It was addicting, knowing I’d brought her to this state—knowing I’d utterly claimed her.

I wasn’t done yet. Grabbing her wrists, I pulled her upright, her back arching as I yanked her toward me. Her breath hitched, her trembling body now pressed flush against mine. My hand slid beneath her clothes, finding her hardened nipples and pinching them.

"Uaaah… Ahhhhh… nghhh! Ahhhn, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhhh~!"

Her breasts were small, her nipples even smaller, but they fit snugly in my hands, their warmth and softness sending jolts of pleasure through my fingertips. I rolled her hardened nipples between my fingers, savoring her sharp gasps as I thrust deep into her pussy. The tight, wet heat of her walls clamped down on me, pulling me in with every movement. Her petite frame quivered beneath me, overwhelmed by the relentless pounding.

"Ahhhh...! Fuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~!?"

Her moans tore through the room, loud and raw, as her head snapped back. Her pussy clenched around me, squeezing my dick so tightly it felt like it would snap. Her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled out, and her flushed face twisted into an ahegao—completely lost in the ecstasy consuming her.

"Go... ugg..."

She sounded completely spent, like she’d reached her limit. I decided to finish her off. She’d already cummed so many times, but I hadn’t yet. I was at my breaking point too, the heat coiling in my groin about to snap. My balls felt tight, the pressure coiling and building, ready to erupt.

With a guttural groan, I slammed into her one final time, burying myself to the hilt as my cum exploded into her. The thick, hot load flooded her pussy, and her body shook violently, overwhelmed by the sensation.

"Ahh... Ahhh...~! Ah... Uaaah... ah, haaa... ahhh..."

Her moans softened into whimpers, her body going limp as she collapsed into the pillow. My cum seeped out of her, mixing with her juices, a glistening mess between her trembling thighs.

I let myself fall onto her, my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath. Both of us panting, my breaths heavy against her shoulders. The room smelled of sweat, sex, and satisfaction.

After a moment, she stirred beneath me. Turning her head, she looked at me with those signature sleepy eyes, now free of lust’s haze but still impossibly alluring.

"Did it feel... good for you, Leon?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"It did," I replied, brushing her damp hair from her face. "It was amazing. How about you? Did it feel good? Your first time having sex?"

She fidgeted, her cheeks flushing a deeper red. "I don’t know... I don’t know... maybe I like it as much as I like you, Leon... Does that make sense?"

My heart skipped a beat. "You like me?"

"I don’t know," she mumbled again, her voice uncertain.

"Hm... But you just said... well, I guess you’re not too sure yet," I said, a small smirk forming on my lips.

"Can you get off me? You’re heavy... and I’m all sweaty now. Can I use your bathroom again?"

"Sure," I said, shifting off her. As soon as she slid off the bed, her legs buckled.

"My legs and hips... they’re not working..."

Her body was clearly exhausted, her legs trembling from the intensity of it all. It wasn’t surprising—being deflowered and fucked that hard would leave anyone weak.

I sighed and moved to help her. "I’ll carry you there," I offered. "I’m going to shower too, so we can go together."

Sweeping her up in a princess carry, I held her close. Her arms wrapped around my neck instinctively, her petite frame pressing against mine. She was so light, her soft, warm body almost weightless in my arms, yet every touch of her skin sent sparks through me. Her body was so light and soft it felt like I was carrying a pillow, not a person.

As I carried her to the bathroom, I noticed her eyes on me—those sleepy, enigmatic eyes that seemed to hold a thousand thoughts. I couldn’t tell what she was thinking, but there was something in her gaze, something soft and vulnerable.

Maybe she was starting to fall for me. She’d said she might like me, after all.

I entered the bathroom with her nestled in my arms, the faint scent of her sweat and our intimacy still clinging to the air. The bathroom wasn’t anything special—just a simple setup you’d expect from the dorms of a bronze-class cadet. The space was tight, clearly designed for a single person. I hadn’t seen the Silver Dorm yet, but I imagined their bathrooms might be similar in size. Maybe a little bit larger. The Gold Class, though? Their dorms were massive, more like luxury suites than student housing.

The bathroom felt snug with both of us inside, but Yr’s petite frame meant she barely took up any space at all. Her sleepy eyes fluttered open briefly before closing again, and I could feel her relaxing further in my arms.

"Do you want to get in the tub?" I asked softly, my voice breaking the quiet hum of the room.

"Yes..." she murmured, her tone drowsy, as if she might drift off right there in my arms.

Gently, I lowered her into the tub. The porcelain felt cool beneath my hands, and she shivered when her skin made contact with it. The tub wasn’t huge, but it was enough for the two of us if we squeezed in. For now, I focused on making her comfortable.

I turned on the faucet, letting the water run, but Yr immediately flinched at the cold spray.

"It’s cold..." she whispered, her small body trembling slightly.

I frowned and waved a hand, summoning a gentle stream of heated water using magic. The liquid shimmered as I adjusted the temperature, pouring warmth into the tub until it was full.

"Fuuu..." she sighed, her body visibly relaxing as the heat enveloped her. Her head tilted back, resting against the edge of the tub, and for a moment, she looked utterly content.

While she soaked, I stepped into the shower to rinse myself off. The water cascading over me was a welcome relief, washing away the lingering evidence of our earlier passion. Once clean, I turned back to the tub. It wasn’t exactly spacious, but I figured we could make it work.

Climbing in carefully, I slid into the water, adjusting myself to avoid bumping into her. Yr, sensing my presence, instinctively leaned back against me. Her delicate frame pressed into my chest, her wet hair tickling my skin. She shifted slightly, and I couldn’t help but notice how her back pressed against my cock, her soft body fitting perfectly against mine.

Despite the simplicity of the moment, an unexpected warmth spread through me—not just from the water, but from the intimacy of having her so close. Her trust, her vulnerability—it made me feel like we were something more than just two people sharing a moment.