CHAPTER 115: IT’S JUST... {R-18}

Caius was all too eager to receive the juices that came spewing out and for as long as Eloise groaned and climaxed, his tongue didn’t stop moving around inside her, stimulating those pleasure zones he had mapped out earlier and extending the duration of the orgasm.

When she came down from her high and her pussy ran out of juices, Eloise’s moans didn’t reduce in volume and intensity. Her ass was still lifted off the ground and she still thrust her center onto Calus’s mouth to ride out the post-orgasmic spasms that followed.

And then the stimulations became too much.

They had reached a peak that Eloise found difficult to handle. She had both her hands pressed against Caius’s head but she looked stuck between choosing the pleasure she was gleaning from his tongue lashings or admitting she had had too much.

Eventually, her arms lost strength. Her legs lost strength as well and she flopped down onto the makeshift bed just absolutely melting into the sensations Caius was making her feel. He had both his hands stretched up now, grabbing both her breasts and squeezing them as he brought her to another climax.

This one seemed even greater than the last judging by the hike in Eloise’s moaning volume and the way her body thrashed about. When she regained strength in her arms and legs, she was pulling herself off the bed again while reaching down to grab handfuls of Caius’ hair to pull him into her pussy while using every bit of strength she could muster to stroke herself against his mouth.

"Caiusssss..." she said in a drawn-out moan to close it all out before flopping back down to the bed again. Her golden brown hair fanned around her head as she let out little cries that came out in short bursts as she tried to get her excitedly racing heart under control.

Caius was up her body by then.

"Are you crying?" He asked while still savoring the delicious taste of her juices.

"It’s just... It’s just so good," Eloise said, looking so vulnerable.

Caius wiped the tiny streams that had been made by the drops of tears that had seeped out of her eyes. And then he was pressing his lips gently to hers.

Eloise reacted passionately immediately. One arm around his neck to hold him and keep him where he was, kissing her, while her other hand rubbed his back, slipping down until she touched the waistband of his pants.

She was reminded then that he was currently more dressed than she was. The material of the Lochxen Uniform was so incredible that it never felt grating against her naked body, especially in her hyper-sensitive state, but that didn’t mean she wanted Caius to keep his pants on.

Her hand went around hmm until her fingers were working over the fastening that kept the pants up. She fumbled for a second but quickly got the hang of it and undid it so her slightly shaking hand could slip in.

The moment her hand closed around his rod, Eloise’s heart skipped a beat. The size she had felt through his pants while they humped against each other seemed now like just the tip of a massive iceberg.

She flipped them around so she was on top and now she pulled away from his lips—arguably the hardest thing she had ever done—so she could make her way down his body to grab the waistband of his pants with both her hands and pull it off his body.

Caius cooperated (of course, he did) and, in a second, he was as naked as she was. His eyes were first on the wobbling of Eloise’s tits before he looked down to see what he was already feeling. One hand was on one of his thighs while the other was closed around his cock.

Eloise’s eyes were slightly wide in awe at how her hand was not able to comfortably close around the circumference of the rod. Kaya had filled her in on so much of what to expect with this but this size still took her by surprise.

She stroked once and her heart jumped when it twitched in reaction to her action. She even let out a little yelp before she looked up into Caius’s face to give him a nervous little smile.

Caius sat up and stroked a finger underneath her chin.

"Relax," he said and then flipped them over again, to press his lips to her neck, eliciting another excited moan from her. One of his hands grabbed one of her breasts while the other ran down one of her thighs before grabbing and pulling it slightly to the side.

Eloise let out a gasp when she felt the large head of Caius’s member right at the entry of her pussy. When he pulled up off her body, bracing his weight with one hand pressed into the bed beside her head, she knew what was coming.

The rod stroked slowly across her moist lips and then, with a slight push, it slipped in.

"Ahnnn," Eloise let out and arched her back.

Caius paused at the tightness that enveloped him, already encouraging him toward a climax but he easily held it off, and continued moving forward, feeding more and more inches of his rod into the snatch whose muscles were clamping so hard down on him.

He was soon at the barrier and with a bit of pressure he broke past it causing a sharp gasp of pain to escape Eloise’s lips. Caius leaned down and took her lips again in a gentle kiss with one of his hands now stroking across her forehead and out toward her golden brown hair. He felt Eloise’s body quiver against him and could tell the moment the pain was washed away by the pleasure of the continuous entry of his rod inside her.

Eloise moaned and wrapped one of her legs around his waist, using it to pull him harder into herself. She felt it as her insides seemed to be rearranging to accommodate the size.

Their lips separated now and they both placed their mouths at each other’s ears. Caius couldn’t hold back a grunt at the incredible tightness and what was akin to a suction he could feel pulling him deeper into Eloise’s insides. Her muscles seemed to caress him even as they clenched so hard it almost hurt.

His grunts grew deeper in tone and would have turned animalistic with a sort of savagery if he were not making a conscious effort to keep them tame. Soon, he had bottomed out inside Eloise. His pelvis smacked into hers in a crisp sound of flesh against flesh that had Eloise groaning with both of her legs now around Caius’s back and finding the strength to use both to pull him hard into herself and keep him where he was.

Caius didn’t move at first. He took her lips again and they kissed while he stayed in pace so she could get used to his size. And then he was pulling away—with their lips still connected—so there was enough space between them for him to palm one of her breasts while he slowly inched back so his cock pulled out of Eloise’s insides.

He could only get a few inches out on account of Eloise’s tight hold of him with her legs but it was enough. He pushed back in, causing more excited moans to rip out of his lover’s lips only to be muffled by their kiss. With that, he started slow, gentle thrusts, and the more he delivered, the more Eloise opened up.

The way the veiny stem of Caius’ cock stroked against her very sensitive insides sent ripples of pleasurable thrills all over her and Eloise was soon slamming herself even more into his thrusts with more and more reckless abandon.

And then, her legs loosened from around Caius’s back.

He could have broken free from her hold long before now but he decided he wanted her to use that avenue to tell him when she was ready to kick things up a notch.

Now that she had given the signal, he could pull back so far that only the tip of his rod remained inside her and slam forward in their first very hard and very impactful thrust thus far...