CHAPTER 172: [R18] THE KING’S EIGHT(8)

Nash turned and put Alicia back down onto a bench, her shoulders hitting the padded surface with a soft thud, legs still hooked high over his arms, knees pushed almost to her chest.

The position folded her nearly in half, freckled ass lifted high, cunt pointed straight up at him, open and dripping.

Kai stayed glued to his back like a second skin, her arms sliding around his chest from behind, tits squishing his pecs, her mouth on his neck, biting, licking, tasting sweat, as her hips rolled forward, grinding her cunt against his lower back in slow, filthy circles.

Her hands roamed obscenely, fingers tracing his abs, nails scraping lightly, then dipping lower to cup his balls from behind, squeezing gently.

Nash thrust up one brutal stroke.

The head forced its way in, thick and relentless, stretching Alicia open with a wet, burning pressure that made her whole body lock up tight.

Her reddening thighs trembled around him, the red flush crawling fast from her chest up her neck and across her cheeks like wildfire spreading.

Her cunt gripped him like a vice, the second tightest after Miko at its finest, walls hot and fluttering wildly from the stretch, sucking him deeper even as she fought the burn.

"F-fuck—" Alicia gasped sharply, voice cracking, trying to keep the tough act but failing hard as he sank deeper.

"That’s—ngh—That’s nothing... I can take it easy now."

Nash didn’t answer with words.

He pulled back slowly, feeling every ridge of her walls drag along his shaft, her cunt clinging desperately like it didn’t want to let go, then slammed in again, deeper, the girth splitting her wide until her belly showed the faintest bulge pushing up under freckled skin.

Alicia’s moan came out low and broken, nothing like her usual sharp bark.

"Mmmh... nngh—fuck—"

It rolled out of her throat like she couldn’t hold it back, pleasure punching the air from her lungs, her freckled tits heaving fast against his chest, nipples dragging hard through the soaked fabric still clinging to her skin.

Kai laughed against his ear, her fingers sliding down to spread Alicia’s ass wider from behind, helping him sink the last inch.

"Look at the tough girl... already melting like a virgin," she growled, her own cunt grinding harder on his back, leaving wet trails, her thighs flexing with each roll.

Alicia’s eyes flashed fire even mid-thrust, her voice coming out broken between moans and grunts as Nash slammed deeper. "Sh-shut—ngh—up, you—mmph—fucking—ahh—bitch!" she managed, but it cracked into a needy whine on the last word, her hips bucking desperately despite the words, her freckled cheeks burning as her cunt clenched tighter around Nash from the tease.

"F-fuck... I’m not—ngh—melting... you wish... ahh! Can—even... talk! Easy!"

Another hard thrust stole her breath, turning the insult into a grunt-moan combo.

Kai just grinned wider, biting Nash’s ear harder.

"Sure you’re not, princess, keep telling yourself that."

Alicia tried to snap back again, but Nash pounded once more, deep, her comeback dying in a broken

"F-fuuu—!!" as pleasure punched the fight right out of her.

Nash started moving faster, lifting Alicia with every thrust, her body jolting in his arms like a doll made for this, tits bouncing heavy against his chest, freckles glowing redder with every slam.

The pressure built inside her, thick, overwhelming, her cunt clenching frantically around him, trying to take it, trying to fight it, walls fluttering wild in waves that milked him deep.

Another deep thrust, slower this time, letting her feel every inch drag out, then punch back in, carefully rearranging her guts.

Alicia’s moan turned longer, filthier, voice cracking.

"Nnngh... fuck... too much... Nash... you’re splitting... me—"

Her freckled cheeks burned even more, red spreading down her chest like she was on fire, thighs trembling hard around his waist, toes curling tight in the air.

Nash shifted grip, one hand sliding up to fist her orange twin-tails, yanking her head back gently so her throat was exposed. He kissed her salty skin slowly, teeth grazing her throat lightly, feeling her pulse jump wildly under his tongue.

Kai used the moment, her hands roaming obscenely from behind, one sliding up to pinch Alicia’s nipple hard, twisting just enough to make her jerk and moan louder, the other dipping lower to cup Nash’s balls, squeezing rhythmically with his thrusts, rolling them in her palm.

"Feel that, princess? You’re losing," Kai growled, her hips rolling harder, leaving wet streaks that cooled fast, her thighs flexing strongly with each push to drive him deeper.

Nash sped up, short, lifting Alicia’s hips off the bench with every slam, her freckled ass rippling in his grip, and her tits bouncing up and down, the texture of her skin turning slicker from fresh sweat pouring off her.

He felt her getting close, her cunt fluttering wildly, walls clamping then releasing in waves that milked him deep, slick pouring out around him in gushes, soaking his balls and thighs in warm, messy rivers that ran down the bench.

The pleasure built crescendo, unstoppable, her body tensing harder with every thrust, thighs quivering around his arms.

Her whole freckled skin was glowing redder, as if her entire body had burned from the inside.

Her moans turned desperate.

"Too... much—Fuck!... gonna—slow down—ahh! AH! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!—CAN’T—" Her voice shattered completely.

Her whole body seized hard, back arching off the bench, a long, broken moan ripping out as she came wildly, her cunt spasming around him, squirting her love juice that soaked his abs and the floor below.

Nash had barely tried, but with all his improvements, he had a bigger effect on girls than he could imagine when he was the one doing the move.

It was merely an appetizer to him, but Alicia’s body was losing all control.

A hot golden stream followed suddenly, Alicia peeing hard from the overwhelming intensity, soaking them both in warm rivers that poured down his cock and thighs, mixing with her squirt in a flooding mess that splashed the bench and tile loudly.

She whimpered, embarrassed and loud, but couldn’t stop, her body shaking wildly in aftershocks, moans turning soft and broken.

"N-no... fuck... can’t... oh god..." her face burning crimson as the stream kept coming.

Nash slowed gently, still buried deep, letting her ride it out, his hands stroking her back, soft now, feeling the tremble in her freckled skin, the warmth of her release running over him.

It was like the second time he had fucked a girl so well she ended up peeing on him, a weird flex, but still a flex.

The girls watched, stunned.

Aiko gulped hard, hands over her mouth, thighs pressing together tight as she stared wide-eyed at the golden mess.

Kai chuckled, her eyes gleaming as she leaned in.

"Wow... Now who’s gonna be brave enough to suck that dick clean?" she joked, making Alicia flush darker.

Hina clapped her hands over her cheeks, huge tits jiggling excitedly, a huge, bright smile breaking.

"Oh my god—oh my god... look at all that!" she squealed, happy, eyes sparkling like it was the best show ever.

Jaz stood silent at the edge, flinching once hard, biting her lip slowly with an eye half-lidded.

Nash grinned down at Alicia, still inside her, letting the mess soak warm between them.

The room smelled like pure sex now, the fun turning wilder.