CHAPTER 132: CHAPTER 131 PERFECT BUTTHOLE [R18]

Blair released Christina’s breasts, firmly holding her waist on both sides, and his large glans once again pressed against Christina’s two plump and moist labia, gently grinding up, down, left, and right, teasing her desire.

Although the stimulation on her breasts had stopped, her lower body was completely exposed to the air. While Christina felt extremely nervous, an inexplicable pleasure emerged from somewhere and dashed into her brain, growing stronger and stronger with their intimate level increasing.

As Blair’s cock continued to grind at her vaginal opening, two completely different sensations harmoniously blended together, creating a strong chemical reaction.

The strange pleasure in Christina’s mind grew stronger. Even though Blair was only rubbing her, she was already getting wet, her arousal evident.

With the movement of the cock at the vaginal opening deepening, occasional water-like sounds were heard, and Christina’s buttocks began to involuntarily draw irregular circles with Blair’s cock.

At this point, Blair felt it was about time. He firmly held Christina’s still slightly swaying buttocks and, without any hesitation, slid into her. The wetness between them created a slick, friction-filled sound.

Blair fucked Christina’s vagina with a fast thrusting and slow pulling motion, caressing her buttocks, teasing, "Oh god, so tight, baby! You squeeze me so well!" "Mmm... you... you make me this!" Each quick thrust unleashed Christina’s desire, while the slow, deliberate withdrawals heightened her anticipation, keeping her teetering between satisfaction and longing.

"Har... harder, faster!" Christina moaned coquettishly.

"Enjoy being fucked by me, huh?" Blair pressed his body tightly against Christina’s back, one hand returning to knead her breast while the other unbuttoned her shirt.

"What... mmm... what are you doing?" Christina raised her hand to stop Blair from unbuttoning her clothes.

There was only a simple railing on this small pavilion. If her clothes were undone, and someone happened to be nearby, Christina would be completely exposed.

"No... nothing!" Blair spoke slowly and forcefully, thrusting vigorously into Christina’s vagina, rendering her powerless and limp against the railing, unable to stop his actions.

While increasing the intensity of his movements, Blair continued, "It’s okay, no one... oh shit... no one will see us!"

With each of Blair’s thrusts, Christina’s wetness increased, wetting her underwear and stockings, slowly seeping through the thin fabric.

Blair finally completely undid Christina’s shirt, grabbing the collar on both sides and pulling it back forcefully, stripping the shirt off her body. Before Christina could pull her hands out of the sleeves, Blair grabbed the shirt, wrapped her hands tightly in it, and with a strong tug, pulled down her white lace bra.

At this moment, Christina was completely topless, her arms wrapped in the shirt and resting on the railing, her soft breasts firmly held by Blair’s hands, either suffering from kneading or stretching.

Her skirt fell to her feet, her underwear and black stockings pulled down to her knees, her pink vagina moving rapidly with a cock inside, her vaginal discharge flowing along the cock, dripping onto her already wet white lace panties, soaking through to dampen the crotch of her stockings.

Although her breasts were being roughly handled, it helped alleviate the fullness caused by desire. The depths of her vagina being continuously penetrated brought waves of pleasure, making every part of her body tremble in pleasure, yet Christina’s mind, thoughts, and body were still in turmoil.

Even though they were not in public, being almost stripped naked and fucked on a pavilion of a building made it difficult for Christina to accept rationally.

But the more difficult it was to accept, the stronger the pleasure she felt in her body.

"So... so tight, you slut! You’re born to be fucked!" Blair continued thrusting vigorously, whispering in Christina’s ear.

"No... no way, it’s... mmm... you’re too... too big!" Christina’s face flushed, unsure if it was from shyness or arousal. "S... stop saying such things!" She finally managed to say amidst her growing moans.

"I’m just stating facts; your vagina is really tight and juicy." Blair said, as his one hand moved to the front to tease Christina’s clitoris, which was quickly getting wet from the vaginal discharge that came over.

His fingers played with Christina’s clitoris, sometimes gently kneading, sometimes rapidly moving back and forth.

The synchronized movements of his fingers and his cock made Christina’s moans grow louder, echoing throughout the pavilion.

Feeling irregular changes in her body below, Blair maintained his strength while increasing his speed, the sound of his lower abdomen hitting Christina’s buttocks becoming more frequent.

After thrusting rapidly over thirty times, Christina suddenly arched her back, her entire body tensing into a rigid line. She leaned back against Blair, head raised to the sky, mouth open in a silent scream.

Her vagina contracted desperately, squeezing Blair’s cock that was thrusting wildly inside, and a strong jet of vaginal discharge sprayed onto his large glans.

As Blair’s cock retreated, the unblocked vaginal discharge shot out smoothly from Christina’s extremely wet vagina, directly onto her underwear and stockings.

Blair firmly grasped Christina’s breasts with one hand and held her clitoris still with the other, wrapping her in a tight embrace, savoring every tremble of her body as she climaxed. Nearly half a minute passed before a soft moan escaped Christina’s mouth. Her tense body finally relaxed as she closed her eyes and leaned weakly against Blair.

"Climaxed? So quickly! It took a long time for you to orgasm at my place before. Excited being in this pavilion, huh?" Blair said as he began to move his hands.

One hand gently massaged Christina’s breasts again, while the other hand wrapped the shirt that bound her hands around the horizontal bar of the railing. He then slightly moved her body back, pressing her upper body down to a right angle, with Christina’s head resting on the pillar of the railing.

Christina, who had just orgasmed, had no strength left in her body, allowing Blair to manipulate her as he pleased, her head sliding down against the railing. If it weren’t for her hands being tied to the horizontal bar, Christina might have fallen flat on the ground.

Blair kept supporting Christina’s waist with both hands after completing the action, and his cock once again entered her vagina, which was still oozing vaginal discharge.

Blair changed his approach from the earlier aggression to gentle thrusts, as Christina’s upper body kept sagging, highlighting her round and perky buttocks even more.

Although Blair’s thrusts were not forceful, they reignited Christina’s waning desire. A rekindled fire often burns hotter, and the pleasure that had just subsided in Christina’s body quickly escalated under these circumstances.

Gradually, Blair no longer needed to support Christina, as her soft, lust-immersed body instinctively adjusted its position to seek more pleasure.

As Christina bent over deeply, Blair, who kept scanning her body, slowly shifted his gaze to her asshole.

Blair’s fingers skillfully crept towards Christina’s asshole, slightly increasing the intensity of penetration.

As Christina’s moans resounded once again, Blair’s fingers started massaging the delicate folds around Christina’s asshole.

"Don’t... don’t touch that!" Christina’s voice came extremely weakly from below, but Blair, though hearing it, chose to ignore it. Behind Christina, Blair was thrusting fiercely, his face showing nothing but burning desire and disdain, devoid of any tenderness or affection.

To Blair, Christina was just a plaything, a mere tool for satisfying his desires, as his true longing was for Monica.

The sensation around her asshole made Christina think that Blair hadn’t heard her. Although she had never tried anal with her previous boyfriends, she knew about it and didn’t think she could handle it.

In her current position, with Blair’s cock thrusting violently, Christina found it difficult to make her voice heard or even utter a complete sentence. She could only twist her buttocks to express her discomfort, hoping Blair would understand.

Blair’s fingers indeed left Christina’s asshole and began to explore her vagina.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, those fingers, now coated with her vaginal discharge, returned to her asshole.

He smeared the skin around her anus with the vaginal discharge on his hand, and to his surprise, it twitched slightly, seeming to relax from the wetness.

Before Christina could react, a finger that had already been moistened by her own vaginal discharge squeezed into her asshole.

Finally stimulated enough, Christina’s head lifted up with a scream.

Christina didn’t feel the expected pain, but a very strange sensation. "Ta... take it out, now!" Christina tried to turn back to stop him, but couldn’t. "No! It hurts!"

However, Blair’s finger didn’t withdraw because of Christina’s resistance. Instead, after a few thrusts back and forth in her asshole, it went in deeper.

Meanwhile, the cock that had been moving inside Christina’s vagina suddenly became faster and more intense.

"Oh!" The pleasure in her vagina multiplied, and the feeling in her asshole gradually became more bearable.

The deliberate rhythm of Blair’s finger and cock thrusting in and out made Christina lose herself again. She began to moan and no longer resisted Blair’s exploration.

With each thrust of the finger into Christina’s asshole, it went deeper.

When Christina fully adapted to this rhythm, Blair’s index finger had completely entered her asshole.

After thrusting his finger in and out of Christina’s asshole about dozens of times, Blair slowly withdrew it.

It was evident that this was Christina’s first time having a foreign object inserted into her asshole, and Blair didn’t want to stimulate her too much.

If things went wrong and she lost control, it wouldn’t be fun but disgusting.

"Your asshole is beautiful too." Blair pretended to sniff, finding no unpleasant smell.