Chapter 341: The Alley 3

"Shit... that feels... no... You bastard... don’t touch there..."Her voice was losing its edge. The insults were still there, but they sounded more like flustered protests than real anger.

Her face was burning. Every time his fingers twisted her nipple, a sharp spark of pleasure shot straight down between her legs, making her pussy clench tighter around his cock.

Lor leaned in and kissed the side of her neck, then bit down gently.

His other hand slid around her waist and down between her legs. His fingers found her swollen clit and began rubbing slow, firm circles while he continued thrusting into her from behind.

Kuri’s legs nearly gave out.

"Ah—! Wait... that’s... too much..."

Her hands scraped against the wall.

Soft, broken moans kept spilling from her lips between every weak attempt at protest.

Her breasts bounced lightly with each thrust. The nipple he was playing with was swollen and hypersensitive.

The dual stimulation of his cock stretching her open and his fingers working her clit made coherent thought almost impossible.

Lor’s pace stayed controlled, but he drove into her deeper now, angling his hips so every thrust hit that spot inside her that made her see white.

He switched to her other breast, pinching and rolling the neglected nipple while his fingers kept circling her clit.

Kuri’s voice cracked.

"I hate you... I really... ah... hate you..."

The words had almost no force left.

Her hips had started pushing back to meet his thrusts on their own.

Wetness dripped down the insides of her thighs. The obscene, wet sounds of their bodies meeting filled the alley.

Lor turned her head slightly with his free hand and kissed the corner of her mouth. She made a small, frustrated sound but did not pull away.

"You’re so wet," he murmured against her skin. "And you’re still pretending you don’t want this?"

"Shut up..." Her voice was barely a whisper now, thick with pleasure and embarrassment. "Just... don’t talk..."

He fucked her harder.

The thick length of his cock stretched her open again and again. His fingers never stopped moving on her clit. His other hand kept toying with her nipples, switching between them, pinching, tugging, rolling.

Kuri’s moans turned higher and more desperate.

The last of her protests dissolved into wordless, needy sounds. Her inner walls fluttered and clenched around him in tight, rhythmic pulses. Her whole body started to shake.

"I’m... going to... ah... no... wait—"

She came hard.

Her whole body locked up.

A sharp, choked cry tore from her throat as her pussy spasmed around his cock in tight, rhythmic waves.

Wetness gushed around him, soaking his shaft and dripping down her thighs.

Her legs shook violently. If he hadn’t been holding her up with an arm around her waist, she would have collapsed.

Lor did not stop.

He fucked her through the orgasm, thrusting deep and steady while her inner walls milked him.

The overstimulation made her cry out again, voice high and broken. Tears of overwhelmed pleasure slipped down her red cheeks.

Only when the strongest waves of her climax began to fade did he let his own control slip.

His thrusts grew harder, deeper, less measured.

His grip on her tightened. He buried himself to the hilt one last time and came with a low groan, flooding her pussy with thick, hot pulses of cum.

Kuri felt every spurt. The heat of it filled her, overflowing around his cock and dripping down her thighs along with her own wetness. Her pussy kept twitching weakly around him, still sensitive.

For several long seconds, neither of them moved. The only sounds in the alley were their heavy breathing and the distant noise of the street.

Lor slowly pulled out. A thick mix of his cum and her juices immediately spilled from her stretched, reddened pussy and ran down the insides of her thighs and settled on her pants.

Kuri stayed leaning against the wall for a moment, pants around her thighs, top pulled up over her bare breasts, breathing hard. Her face was deep red. Her eyes were glassy. She looked completely wrecked.

Then the embarrassment hit her all at once.

She yanked her top down with shaky hands, covering her breasts. She pulled her panties and pants back up, grimacing at the wet, sticky feeling between her legs. Cum continued to leak out of her, soaking into her underwear.

She hated how good it still felt.

She turned and glared at him, face burning.

"You... absolute bastard," she managed, voice hoarse. "This never happened. Do you hear me? Never."

Lor was already tucking himself back into his pants, expression calm as ever. A small, satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he looked at her disheveled state.

Kuri’s glare intensified. Her legs were still unsteady.

She shoved past him toward the mouth of the alley without another word, walking as quickly as her shaking legs would allow.

Lor watched her go, still smiling.

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Kuri walked through the evening streets with her arms crossed tight over her chest.

Her face still felt warm. Every step made her aware of the wet, sticky mess between her legs.

Cum and her own slick had soaked through her panties and clung uncomfortably to her skin.

The fitted black pants made it worse. She could feel it with every movement.

She slipped one hand down, pretending to adjust her waistband, and pressed her fingers against the damp fabric over her pussy. The stickiness was still there.

Fresh. Warm. Her face burned hotter.

She yanked her hand away and kept walking, jaw clenched.

People moved around her in the crowd. Merchants closing stalls.

Couples heading home. N

one of them knew what had just happened in that alley.

None of them could tell that her underwear was ruined and her legs still felt weak.

Slap!

A sudden slap landed firmly on her back.

Kuri flinched hard and spun around, already reaching for a knife from her boots.

Lor stood behind her, looking completely unbothered. His black hair was still a little messy.

That same calm, pleasant expression sat on his face like nothing had happened five minutes ago.

"What do you want now?" Kuri snapped. Her voice came out sharper than she intended.

"Go away before I kill you."