Naga sat on the carpet against the bed, his penis still in refractory period, and even looking at Keiko's naked body, he would not react for the time being.
What's more, he had just had a good time with Ami, who was much prettier than Keiko.
However, he was still very interested, not only because Keiko's naked body was a ripe fruit completely different from the women he had ever been with, but also because he saw the urgent hunger in Keiko's eyes.
She couldn't speak, but her intense gaze, fixed on Naga, conveyed everything.
She was not a born masochist, nor was she a true lesbian. Clearly, even if young women and old, fat, wealthy men could bring her to orgasm through various unusual means, they could not satisfy the hidden hunger in her heart.
Naga rested for a while, then went over and unbuckled the belt behind her head.
The saliva-covered gag fell to the ground with a thud and rolled into the pool of semen that Ashi had left behind.
Keiko's mouth was open, and she was panting heavily, her tongue hanging on her lower lip, saliva still dripping down, as if her entire jaw had gone numb.
Not used to caressing a woman bound like this, Naga reached out and completely freed Keiko, helping her sit on a sofa chair to the side.
Having been bound for so long, his limbs, covered in rope marks, will need some time to regain their ability to move.
"How are you feeling?" Naga squatted down beside her, rubbing her numb calves. Her skin was well-maintained and showed no signs of sagging; apart from the marks left by the ropes, the rest of her skin was still very delicate and taut.
However, where her fingers had touched, tiny needle scars could be clearly felt, densely packed on her skin that should have been well cared for by a man.
Keiko didn't answer, she just nodded. It seemed that her usual taciturnity wasn't due to arrogance or aloofness, but rather her true nature.
Keiko did not resist; instead, she spread her legs apart and placed her feet on the handrail.
The base of her plump, fair thighs was fully exposed before Naga's eyes.
Her mons pubis was covered in thick, black, curly hair, likely from frequent trimming; the hair was much shorter than normal and looked particularly messy. Beneath the tangled thicket of hair, a large, swollen clitoris, the size of a soybean, was prominently displayed. Her well-developed labia minora, wrinkled and delicate, protected the complex entrance to her genitals. With her thighs spread, the center of the pulled-open petals revealed glistening, deep red flesh. The densely patterned labia spiraled inwards like flower stamens, converging into a ball, and when opened, revealed a fleshy opening exuding the pungent stench of a female beast.
The vibrator's residue was still there; the entire pubic area looked like it had been soaked with urine, dripping wet with no dry spot.
However, having just ejaculated freely in the honeypot-like vagina, even though the base of his penis was starting to feel itchy, it wasn't easy for the blood to quickly restore his masculine erection.
With his arm resting on the sofa armrest, Naga's palm moved towards its final destination while continuously massaging. He carefully parted the swollen labia caused by the hemp rope, and his fingers slowly squeezed into the soft and moist cave.
"Hmm..." Keiko's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the moisture in her eyes seemed to condense into tears at any moment. She twitched her nostrils and lifted her pelvis to meet Naga's finger.
It was like inserting a finger into a sponge soaked in oil and honey; as soon as the finger dug in, the slippery inner wall secreted even more juice, instantly soaking the finger completely.
Keiko breathed heavily, then with a soft groan, she squeezed her legs together, her ample thighs tightly gripping Naga's wrist. Her mons pubis pressed against his palm, rubbing back and forth. "Haa...haaah...uhhh..."
Clearly, fingers were not enough to satisfy Keiko. She swayed a few times, then stopped panting, twisting her body and leaning against the armrest of the sofa. Her large breasts cushioned the armrest between her and Keiko. She leaned towards Naga, opened her mouth, and pressed her soft tongue against Naga's neck, greedily licking it up and down.
This was more direct and effective than a verbal invitation. Naga stood up, following the tingling pleasure, and Keiko's tongue slid down his body, disappearing into his disheveled pubic hair.
Compared to Asami, Keiko's skills were far more proficient, almost reaching Koga Yu's level, which shows that Mr. Fujikawa's training had played a significant role. She gently nibbled at the base of the pubic hair, her lips exploring the dense thicket of hair. Soon, she had the dormant snake between her lips, her soft red lips caressing the slightly protruding veins, her tongue supporting the thickest and most sensitive part at the base, rubbing it from side to side while moving towards the tip of the penis like playing a flute.
Halfway through the journey, Naga couldn't help but groan and thrust his hips forward, his penis beginning to erect.
Her movements remained slow and persistent, like a patient housekeeper cleaning, meticulously licking his penis clean, not wanting to miss a single pore. She even slurped up the dried semen residue behind the glans, swallowing it with saliva as if savoring a delicacy.
Keiko's mouth didn't seem very big; it was a perfectly proportioned, full, red lip that exuded elegance when she smiled. But when she took his penis in, this seemingly small mouth revealed a surprising potential. She would pause for a few seconds after each portion, her tongue moving back and forth a few times under his penis, taking a breath, before taking another portion in.
In this back and forth, she stretched out her slender neck and slowly took Naga's penis into her mouth, until her hot breath clearly sprayed into his pubic hair, and her lips clamped the base of the penis.
He was well aware of his own length, especially after the dream had granted him extraordinary abilities; recently, even Koga Yu had rarely been able to swallow it completely. But Keiko had done it now. Perhaps because she had swallowed similarly large vibrators during her usual abuse, she made gagging noises but showed no intention of pulling away. Instead, she held it deeply, her cheeks clenched, and the muscles responsible for swallowing instinctively writhed at the entrance of her esophagus around the invading glans, making futile attempts to swallow.
"Oh...oh oh oh...so good!" Naga groaned with pleasure, his penis fully erect to its limit under the stimulation, and the extended penis pushed Keiko's head back a little.
To his surprise, Keiko paused for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and raised her upper body, her slender neck and chin almost straightened. Then, like a beautiful snake, she moved her bright red lips and slowly swallowed it all the way to the root again. This time, bluish veins appeared on both sides of her neck, and a large flush rose from her cheeks to her nape. Her throat was already stuck at the back of the glans, yet she still made choking sounds while sucking tightly on the organ that pleased the man.
It's more accurate to call it throat sex than oral sex. If this was also trained by Fujikawa, then that guy's penis length shouldn't be underestimated.
Heh, so what if he's the boss of a big conglomerate? I just slept with his daughter twice, and his mistress is giving me a good deep throat right now. She'll definitely be spreading her legs for me to fuck her properly soon too. This illusory sense of accomplishment made Naga completely excited, and his glans swelled up even more, causing Keiko's eyes to roll upwards.
"Come on, I know you want it too." Withdrawing from Keiko's mouth, Naga held his saliva-covered penis and slapped it against her cheek in a humiliating manner.
She nodded, still without saying a word, then climbed off the sofa chair, sat on the wide armrest, leaned back, and raised her legs high.
The saliva-covered penis was already lubricated enough, but Keiko's genitals were even wetter than the penis. Her honey hole was like a slender sac filled with cream, and with almost no effort, the thick penis slid deep into Keiko's plump body.
"Ugh... Ugh..." Keiko squinted her long, narrow eyes and hummed happily. As soon as Naga's abdomen pressed against her mons pubis, she hooked her legs around Naga's waist, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tilted her head back to kiss his cheeks, lips, shoulders, and arms haphazardly.
If he could completely subdue this woman with lust, it would definitely bring him some advantages over Aya. Thinking this, Naga focused his attention and began to seriously play with the mature body beneath him.
The previous abuse had already made Keiko's body extremely sensitive. The powerful impact and thick, full feeling of the young man she hadn't been with for so long almost made her cry with pleasure. Naga didn't have to do much to make her collapse weakly on the sofa, raising her sweaty buttocks to reach orgasm. Her bright red slits, like fish mouths, gripped his penis and kissed it bit by bit.
For a woman who is already ripe, there is no need to give her a chance to breathe. Pressing the attack is the best approach. As if given instructions by the god of dreams, Naga picked her up and threw her on the carpet. He lifted her buttocks up and thrust into her honey hole from behind.
Keiko, crawling on all fours like a bitch, bit down on the long hair of the carpet and clutched two strands of hair with both hands. As Naga penetrated her, she shook her head and whimpered as she rushed towards the next peak of pleasure.
"Ah...ah ah ah...go...go..." During the third climax, Keiko, lying on her side on the ground, finally uttered the first word, echoing the sharp ending of the word, and the leg that was raised high also happily straightened up.
In the past half hour, she had orgasmed countless times, and the cum she released made the carpet beneath her buttocks look like it was soaked with urine. In fact, it seemed that she had indeed lost control of her bladder again during her orgasms, or even more. Her whole body was soaked in sweat and oily, as if all the fluids in her body had been squeezed out of her body through the lingering pleasure.
The continuous orgasms—and these were the fulfilling orgasms brought about by pure intercourse—raised Keiko's mature sexual sensitivity to an unprecedented level. Naga no longer needed to change positions; maintaining the simplest position for penetration and withdrawal was enough to give her intense pleasure that even her clitoris felt painful. She truly felt that if this continued, she might even ascend to heaven in ecstasy.
"No. Don't stop." A lazy command came from beside her. She was draped with a large towel, her other body parts naked, and she said with a smile while drying her hair, "Give her more thrashing. I really want to know how good you can make her feel without any props."
"Ooh... Eee-ya ahhh..." Sweet torment, pleasurable torture, Keiko quickly fell into the abyss of lust, utterly defeated by Naga's attacks, even her joyful cries became hoarse.
"If... huff, huff, if I do it, what reward will you give me?" Naga lifted Keiko's upper body, licked her hard nipples, and rocked her while holding her, asking Ami behind him.
"I promise it will be a reward that will satisfy you. As long as you turn off your phone and don't leave here, you'll find out what it is tonight." Asami dried her hair, walked around the entangled couple, sat on the sofa chair, crossed her legs, and looked at them. "After you and Keiko finish what you're doing, you'd better get a good night's sleep in bed. Trust me, you won't regret it if you replenish your energy."
"I think I have no reason to doubt you. So, let me look forward to it." Naga stared at Ami's exquisite and beautiful features and began to use his last bit of strength to push Keiko into a frenzied sexual hell.
The scream abruptly stopped, and Keiko finally climaxed to the point of unconsciousness under Naga's ministrations. Only then did Naga, satisfied, embrace her snow-white, plump buttocks, relax his restraint, and ejaculate deep into her defenseless body.
The room, which wasn't small, was filled with the sensual fragrance of flesh, sweat, semen, and vaginal fluid.
Naga, who had turned off her phone and was lying in bed completely relaxed, joked, "I hope when I wake up, my hands and feet won't be tied up by you."
Ashi gave him a sweet smile, leaned down and kissed him, whispering in a low voice, "I promise, you'll only feel happier when you wake up."