Chapter 144: Chapter 144- Dessert [18+]
Julian’s pace with Aya quickly shifted from sensual to intense. He gripped her hips firmly, controlling her movements as he thrust up into her with deep, powerful strokes. Aya’s breathy moans turned into loud, desperate cries as the pleasure overwhelmed her.
"Julian! Ahnn..yess!! right there! Don’t stop!" she begged, her nails digging into his shoulders.
He didn’t stop. Instead, he drove into her even harder, each movement pushing her closer to the edge. Her body tightened around him, and with a sharp, trembling cry, she climaxed, her release crashing over her in waves. Julian held her through it, his own control fraying.
As her spasms began to subside, he followed her over the edge, groaning deeply as he spilled himself inside her, filling her completely. They stayed like that for a moment, both breathing heavily, soaked in sweat and satisfaction.
Once he’d softened, Julian gently pulled out, and Aya collapsed beside him, utterly spent.
But the night wasn’t over. Clarissa, who had been watching with a hungry smile, already had plans. She turned to Celestia, Zoe, and Veronica with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Round two?" she suggested.
They didn’t need to be asked twice.
Soon, Julian found himself surrounded once more. Clarissa claimed his lips in a demanding kiss while Celestia and Veronica took turns kissing his neck and chest. Zoe, having gained more confidence, shyly but eagerly joined in, her hands exploring his body alongside the others.
It was a whirlwind of touch, taste, and sound, a passionate, chaotic, and utterly blissful second round.
Without wasting another moment, Clarissa took the lead. She positioned herself over Julian, guiding his hardness into her wetness with a confident, eager motion. She sank down onto him with a deep, satisfied sigh, her body welcoming him perfectly.
As she began to move, riding him with a slow but determined rhythm, the other women didn’t just watch, they joined in.
Celestia leaned in and captured Julian’s lips in a passionate, whiskey-flavored kiss, her tongue dancing with his. At the same time, Veronica’s hands roamed over his chest, pinching and teasing his nipples, making him gasp against Celestia’s mouth.
Zoe, feeling more bold now, kissed and nibbled his neck and shoulders, while her delicate fingers traced the muscles of his stomach, occasionally dipping lower to stroke where he and Clarissa were connected.
Aya, having recovered slightly, didn’t want to be left out. She moved to Julian’s side and began whispering naughty, encouraging words in his ear, her breath hot and her voice full of promise.
Julian was surrounded, every inch of his body was being touched, kissed, or teased. The sensations were overwhelming in the best way possible. He could feel Clarissa tightening around him as her pace quickened, spurred on by the erotic energy in the room.
"That’s it...nhhm.. just like that...nhh.." Celestia murmured against his lips before diving in for another kiss.
Veronica’s hands grew more adventurous, one drifting down to circle Clarissa’s clit, making her cry out and clench around Julian even tighter.
Zoe’s shyness had fully melted away, replaced by a daring curiosity as she explored his body freely.
With all their hands, lips, and whispers urging him on, Julian knew he wouldn’t last long, and he didn’t want to.
Clarissa’s movements became faster, more urgent. Her breath hitched, and her moans grew louder. "Julian...nhh.. I’m close...nha.." she panted, her nails digging into his chest.
He could feel her inner muscles beginning to flutter around him. "Me too, Clarissa," he urged, his own voice strained with pleasure.
With a sharp, trembling cry, she climaxed, her body shuddering above him. That was all it took to push Julian over the edge. He thrust up into her one last time, groaning deeply as he released inside her, filling her womb with his warmth. Clarissa collapsed onto his chest, breathing heavily and completely spent.
After a few moments of recovery, the mood shifted playfully. Clarissa slowly got up, and soon all the women, Celestia, Veronica, Aya, and Zoe, Clarissa lined up side by side on the bed. They lay back, spreading their legs slightly, each proudly displaying her wet, glistening sex.
Celestia grinned mischievously. "Alright, Julian," she said, her voice teasing. "Choose your next dessert."
Veronica chuckled. "Yeah, pick your favorite."
Aya bit her lip shyly but held her position, while Zoe blushed deeply yet didn’t look away. Clarissa simply watched him with a confident, inviting smile.
Julian’s eyes traveled over each of them, taking in the beautiful, tempting sight. He was surrounded by eager, willing women, each waiting for his choice.
Julian’s eyes lingered for a moment on each of the women before him, but it was Aya’s shy yet eager expression that drew him in first. He moved toward her, and her breath hitched as he positioned himself between her legs. He didn’t waste any time, he thrust into her deeply, making her cry out in pleasure. "Ahnh..Julian!"
He set a rough, demanding pace, and Aya met his intensity with moans and gasps, her nails scraping against the sheets. But just as she began to tighten around him, nearing her peak, Julian suddenly pulled out.
Aya whimpered at the loss, but her disappointment was short-lived.
Julian turned to Veronica, who was watching with a hungry smile. "My turn?" she purred, already spreading her legs wider.
Without a word, Julian plunged into her, and Veronica let out a loud, delighted cry. "Yes! Just like that!" she cheered, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him even deeper.
He drove into her with the same fierce energy he’d shown with Aya, and Veronica matched him thrust for thrust, her enthusiasm never fading.
Julian leaned down, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along Veronica’s neck. She gasped and arched against him, her fingers tangling in his hair as she whispered his name like a prayer. The combination of his thrusts and his lips on her sensitive skin made her dizzy with pleasure.
But just as she began to tremble beneath him, nearing her own climax, Julian slowly pulled out. Veronica let out a soft, frustrated groan, but her eyes sparkled with anticipation as she watched him turn toward Zoe.
Zoe’s breath hitched as Julian moved between her legs. He entered her in one smooth, deep motion, and she cried out, a mix of surprise and pure bliss. "Ahn..Julian...!" she moaned, her body instantly responding to him.
He set a steady, passionate rhythm, and Zoe’s shyness melted away with every thrust. Her soft, eager moans filled the room as she lost herself in the sensation.
Their pace was intense and passionate. Zoe’s moans grew louder and more continuous with every thrust, her body completely surrendering to the pleasure. Julian held her hips firmly, his grip strong yet gentle, as he drove into her deeply. One of his hands wandered up to her chest, cupping and squeezing her breast as it bounced with their rhythm.
Just as Zoe’s breathing became ragged and her moans more desperate, signaling she was nearing the edge, Julian slowly pulled out. Zoe whimpered softly at the loss, her body trembling with unmet need.
Without missing a beat, Julian turned to Celestia, who was watching with a hungry, approving smile. He guided himself into her, and she welcomed him eagerly, a low, satisfied sigh escaping her lips as he filled her.
Almost immediately, Celestia wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a deep, hungry kiss. Her tongue danced with his as she kissed him with a fierce, whiskey-tinged passion. Between kisses, she nipped at his lower lip and whispered against his mouth, "I’ve been waiting for this..."
Julian moved his hips with a steady, powerful rhythm, driving into Celestia with increasing intensity. She met each thrust with a eager moan, her nails digging into his back as she pulled him closer. The room filled with the sound of their shared passion, skin against skin, ragged breaths, and Celestia’s unrestrained cries of pleasure.
As their pace grew more frantic, Julian felt his own release building. "Celestia... I’m close," he warned, his voice strained.
But Celestia had no intention of letting him pull away. With a sly, determined smile, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, locking him in place. "Yess!! Nhh..don’t stop," she commanded, her eyes burning with desire.
Trapped by her embrace, Julian could no longer hold back. With a deep, guttural groan, he climaxed, pouring his release deep inside her. Celestia shuddered beneath him, her own orgasm crashing over her as she felt him fill her.
As they both caught their breath, Veronica, who had been watching with clear jealousy, let out an annoyed huff. "Hey, that’s not fair!" she protested, crossing her arms over her chest.
Celestia simply smirked, still holding Julian tightly. "Maybe if you asked nicely next time," she teased, clearly enjoying her victory.
Julian quickly turned to Veronica, his expression softening at her playful pout. He leaned in and kissed her gently, his hands cupping her face. "Don’t worry," he whispered against her lips. "You’ll get your turn."
Veronica’s annoyance melted away almost instantly, replaced by a hungry smile. "You’d better make it worth it," she teased, though her eyes were already dark with desire.
Julian didn’t waste any time. He positioned himself between her legs, his hardness pressing against her wetness. In one smooth motion, he pushed into her, filling her completely.
Veronica gasped, her back arching off the bed as she felt him inside her. "Yes...nhh..ahhn.. just like that," she moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
Julian began to move, setting a pace that was both deep and relentless, determined to make up for the earlier teasing. Veronica’s moans grew louder, filling the room as she lost herself in the pleasure he was giving her.