CHAPTER 37: ENJOY, SISTER IN LAW!!!

Blanche spread her two slender little legs, half squatting above Lucas’s cock. Her sparse pubic hair partially concealed her slightly swollen labia, and the entrance to her honey pot was tightly closed into a thin line. Its tender appearance was almost identical to that of the twin girls at Lucas’s home.

Lucas withdrew the hand that had been supporting Blanche’s small bottom, letting her rely on her own leg strength to maintain the position.

He then used his glans to part her nearly sealed labia, sliding from the perineum at the base all the way up to the tiny, almost unnoticeable clit at the top, scraping back and forth repeatedly.

After having her cultivation sealed, Blanche’s strength was already limited. This half-squatting posture was particularly strenuous, and it didn’t take long for her legs to grow tired and begin trembling.

The honey pot that had never been visited before was now being incessantly teased by a thick, hard, and burning hot cock.

Threads of pleasure surged into her brain, and lewd fluids continuously flowed from her entrance, streaming down along the glans, wetting Lucas’s entire cock and crotch.

Seeing that the sickly young girl’s honey pot was sufficiently moist, Lucas no lingered at the entrance. His cock slowly moved upward, bit by bit advancing into the depths of this tender honey pot.

Just as the glans entered, Blanche, whose mental state had long been on the edge, could no longer withstand the stimulation. With a soft moan, her delicate body trembled as she reached climax.

Simultaneously, her legs could no longer support her. Her bottom sank downward, directly swallowing half of his cock.

However, Blanche did not completely sit down because the pain of her hymen being torn restored a bit of her clarity and strength. She promptly lunged forward, her hands instinctively pressing against Lucas’s shoulders for support, barely stabilizing her posture.

From the perspective of Sarah, who was watching from the side, Blanche appeared extremely impatient to throw herself into his arms, and impatient to actively take in his cock.

But Blanche had no attention to spare for Sarah’s reaction anymore, because Lucas had taken the opportunity to reach up and grasp the two breasts offered to him. Using his fingers and palms together, he kneaded both the soft flesh and the nipples simultaneously.

His mouth was not idle either; he nibbled and licked the delicate pink neck right before him.

Although the cock inside her honey pot was not moving, tingling waves of pleasure continued to surge along her nerves. Her upper body was now under multiple assaults, and the complex sensations struck Blanche’s brain in relentless waves, making her unconsciously crave more.

However, Lucas’s focus on her upper body made his attitude clear. Blanche did not expect him to take the initiative to fuck her anymore.

She arched her waist downward, little by little allowing that thick, hard weapon to drill deeper into her honey pot.

Finally, her bottom settled steadily onto Lucas’s thighs, and the long, thick cock was completely swallowed by her honey pot.

The immense feeling of fullness drew a moan of pleasure from Blanche. Driven by instinct, she raised her hips and then lowered them again, rising and falling repeatedly, sheathing and unsheathing the burning hot cock.

In matters of sex, initiative is crucial.

The same woman, when being fucked by a cock, may find it difficult not to cry out lewdly due to the uncontrollable pleasure.

But when she actively rides the cock, she controls the pleasure and can remain completely silent, even to the point of making the man moan instead.

Although this was Blanche’s first time, after dozens of repetitions, she grasped the technique. She instinctively quickened the pace of her movements, granting herself even more pleasure.

Blanche’s honey pot was as tight as a brush handle, as warm and moist as a hot spring, and the flesh inside was extremely elastic. Even without conscious contraction, the squeezing and suction on the cock were unparalleled—it could be called a perfect cock sleeve.

The continuous waves of pleasure transmitted from his cock made Lucas’s scalp tingle. He could no longer spare any attention for Blanche’s breasts or neck.

"So good! Blanche! Dear sister in law! Miss Nord! Your slutty pussy is so skilled! You really are the best virgin at clamping down on a cock in the world! I’ve decided—you are my personal onahole! A perfect cum dumpster!"

Blanche seemed not to hear Lucas’s humiliating words at all.

Her arms wrapped around Lucas’s neck, holding him tighter and tighter, pressing the full weight of her upper body onto his shoulders. The pace of her hips rising and falling grew faster and faster, nearly matching the speed at which Lucas usually drove into her during his final sprint.

Such intense coupling naturally could not be sustained for long. Blanche finally could not hold back a long, drawn out moan as her vaginal muscles tightened sharply, reaching climax. A flood of lewd fluids gushed out, drenching Lucas’s glans.

After her climax, Blanche lay panting against Lucas’s neck, catching her breath. Her disordered breathing released a faint, elusive body fragrance that stimulated Lucas’s desire.

Blanche had retreated, but Lucas’s lust burned even fiercer.

He stood up, maneuvering Blanche’s body so that her upper lay against the sofa cushions, and entered her freshly deflowered tender honey pot from behind.

This position elevated the sensation of tightness around his cock to another level. He thrust with the force of a sprint, powerful and rapid, his hips colliding with Blanche’s small bottom repeatedly, producing crisp, slapping sounds.

Lost in pleasure, Lucas did not care whether the delicate beauty could endure it—if she broke, he could easily fix her.

Having lost her initiative, Blanche could no longer maintain her silence. Her wanton moans grew louder and louder, though they were mostly simple sounds like "mmh" and "ah."

Lucas paid them no mind, because the weak and powerless Blanche could no longer support herself under his fucking, sliding off the cushions several times.

Lucas had to lift her back up from the cushions, seizing one of Blanche’s breasts in each hand as anchor points to steady her body before he could resume fucking her with ease.

After another hundred or so thrusts, Lucas felt himself approaching his limit. He leaned close to Blanche’s ear and asked, "Sister in law, I’m going to cum inside. Is that alright?"

"...Mmm... Ah..." Blanche, who had already climaxed several times under Lucas’s fucking, kept her eyes tightly shut as she moaned lewdly, seemingly completely unaware of his question.

Lucas knew she was pretending. He bit down hard on the back of her neck and said fiercely, "Answer me!"

"...Ah... Cum... Ah..."

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Lucas smiled with satisfaction. He loosened his restraint and released his first load of the day, pouring it unrestrained deep into the frail beauty’s honeyed depths.

The thought that this delicate, slender beauty was his cheap older brother’s girlfriend, and that he had not only taken her virginity but also creampied her, filled him with an overwhelming sense of achievement.

"Finished enjoying yourself, sister in law?" Sarah, who had watched the entire lewd spectacle, walked up to Blanche, who was still lying on the sofa. "Don’t think it’s over just like this!"