Chapter 139 Full
Strangely, she found herself enjoying the build up with every passing moment. The passion of the moment was as if she shared Xzavier's pleasure in that period. She felt him, truly, as though they were of one mind and one body. The build up continued, and in sync with it, Adalia's breathing, and soft moans gradually progressed, turning into high pitched screams that got louder with every minutes. Adam didn't want this to end.
She felt every single bit of the journey of Xzavier's semen. From his balls, right down through the long thick shaft, and then finally, to the tip of his dick. She felt it all.
The signs also began to show on Xzavier. His growling began to get deeper and deeper. He could feel it now. He knew that any moment now, his sperm would burst through. He knew he was supposed to pull out. He knew what he was supposed to do. But the deliciousness of Adalia's insides was like a drug. He simply couldn't resist it.
So, as his traveling semen reached the tip of his dick, he ignored the fact that Adalia was a virgin and mercilessly began to bombard her soft pussy. Adalia screamed and screamed, sensing what was coming. Xzavier groaned and groaned as the first droplets of pre-cum spilled inside of Adalia. Theirs was a cacophony of pure sexual energy. Their love making was as sensual as it was frantic.
The time finally came.
Xzavier vision went pure white as the flood burst through. As he shot loads and loads of hot steaming semen into Adalia's pussy, he arched his back and groaned like a savage bear. Adalia couldn't stop screaming.
"z-z-avieeerrr!! z-z-aaavierrrr!!!"
She couldn't breathe, it felt like her entire belly was full, and it wasn't the food kind of full. The screaming didn't stop. Xzavier didn't stop either. Even when his vision was blurry and goosebumps formed all over his back, he viciously kept digging into Adalia as their body fluids mixed and mixed. Each stroke was charged with raw primal pleasure. Xzavier didn't want this to end. He hadn't made love in a long time, plus he was also a heavy shooter. So, all these factors contributed to why his semen was so much. For almost one full minute, Xzavier kept releasing and releasing hot loads of hot semen into Adalia.
He didn't stop until he had spent every single drop in her. Even as the last drop came, Xzavier didn't pull out immediately. He lay ontop of her, feeling her insides receive the huge load he had just pumped into her. Xzavier felt like a horse. He had never cum so much before. Before now, he didn't even think it was possible to release so much. The orgasm had been heavenly.
Then finally, he gently slipped out his wet dick from her pussy. Adalia gasped as he pulled out of her. She felt like a huge load had just been extracted from within her. She still felt the trickling warm sensation within her. She had never ever felt anything like this. And now that she had, she definitely wanted to feel like this every single day from now- with Xzavier.
Adalia wasn't even bothered about the soreness. It was nothing compared to the other feeling. Indeed, the blonde beauty felt like she had been to heaven and back. There was no way in hell she was going to forget this.
Like a heavily drunk man, Xzavier slid over her and dropped on the other side of the bed with a heavy thud. He was breathing heavily like someone who had been running for three whole days.
None of them said a word. They simply laid still as every one of them tried to catch their breaths. Xzavier and Adalia knew that if there was indeed a heaven, there was no way they were going to get into the pearly gates after the salacious, mouthwatering, hot-steamy lovemaking they had just had now.
Finally, after a rather long period of silence, Adalia was the one who made the first move. In a bid to break the ice, she slithered around to face the man who had just deflowered her. But in the process of doing so, her thigh mistakenly struck against a wholesome surprise. It was Xzavier's dick- somehow, it was still very hard!
The next day, after a night of several rounds of lovemaking, a fresh day dawned on the two lovers. Xzavier was the first to get up. Way before the sun rose up, he slithered out of bed with surprising agility. After such an eventful night, one would have thought that Xzavier would sleep in, or at least, he would have been a little exhausted from all the spent energy and protein from all the rounds of lovemaking. But alas, Xzavier seemed to be unfazed by it all.
It appeared that not even a night of incessant copulating could deter Xzavier from the path of being an early riser. As he sat up in bed, he looked at the sleeping form of Adalia peacefully sleeping beside him. With the silvery rays of the fading moonlight washing over her, she looked like a dream come true. Xzavier took the time to appreciate the beauty of the maid in her full nakedness. Even slovenly, she still somehow managed to look divine.
Her full golden curls looked somehow better in their disheveled state. He watched her full perky breasts rise and fall with each breath she took. He saw her curves fully as her blown out hips graced his bed. As he looked upon her, Xzavier felt the urge rising up in him again. He wanted slip his dick in from behind and fuck her till he gained consciousness. He imagined what it would be like for her to wake up with his cock fully buried in her. He imagined the look on her face as. . .
He restrained himself and quietly slipped out off bed. If all went well with his plans, he knew that there would be time and time again for that in the future. Right now, he had something to take care off, something that required his full mental focus. So, turning his back to Adalia's naked sleeping form, Xzavier grabbed his clothes and quietly snuck off. A naughty thought crossed his mind as he closed the door behind him.
"Ha!" He chuckled to himself amusingly; "Who would have thought that I would be the one sneaking out this morning!"
A few hours later, Adalia finally stirred. The early morning sun filtered into the room, onto the bed, and onto her eyes. When Adalia did finally open her eyes, for a moment, she forgot where she was. Then suddenly, a flood of memories besieged her and harshly brought her up to speed. Adalia's cheeks flushed red as snapshots of the previous nights began to spring up like images from a very vivid dream. She recoiled with embarrassment when she recalled the various ways and manner she had screamed the night before. Most definitely, her screams had probably been heard all through the mansion.
But Adalia honestly didn't care. It had all been so unreal. With the way she remembered it, it had all been too magical to be considered reality. It had felt like a dream. But as her eyes wandered across the white cotton sheets, the blood stains reminded her that it had all been real. It truly happened. Her face turned bright red when the thought of checking her hymen crossed her mind.
"Really Adalia?!" She mocked herself; "Of all things to be embarrassed about! You picked that?"
Adalia was right. Last night had been great. In fact, it might have possibly been the greatest night of her life, but it hadn't portrayed her in the best possible light. She could almost hear her own soundtrack in her head, and it just made her want to crawl and hide somewhere.
She lazily turned to the other side hoping to see Xzavier's sleeping body next to hers. Her eyes met the empty space that had been previously occupied by Xzavier's sleeping form. She knew that it had been pretty optimistic of her to assume that Xzavier would be in bed with her up till such a late hour, but some part of her had hoped that it would be the case.
Jerking herself out of bed, Adalia found out that she wasn't as exhausted as she had thought. If anything, she was actually brimming with fresh new energy. A long night of lovemaking and a good night's sleep seemed to have done the trick for her.
She stood up and put on her nightgown. As she got dressed, she caught the full view of the sheets and gawked at the mess she and Xzavier had collectively made. The red stains were glaring. An astute person needed to catch only a short glimpse of this to know what had been the cause of it. Adalia didn't think this would ever be her. Embarrassed to the bone, she hurriedly removed the blood stained sheets and made off to wash them before Xzavier could come back.
It turned out that her fear of Xzavier coming back was far from manifesting. Across town, far from the governor's mansion, Xzavier found himself locked in with Quiad in his municipal government allocated office. Xzavier had set off early that morning hoping to catch the governor before he could leave for work, hoping to have a word with him. But much to his surprise, he was informed that Quaid had already left for his office at city hall.
Xzavier checked his watch. It was 5:07am.
"Damn, Quaid really is the early bird."
She felt every single bit of the journey of Xzavier's semen. From his balls, right down through the long thick shaft, and then finally, to the tip of his dick. She felt it all.
The signs also began to show on Xzavier. His growling began to get deeper and deeper. He could feel it now. He knew that any moment now, his sperm would burst through. He knew he was supposed to pull out. He knew what he was supposed to do. But the deliciousness of Adalia's insides was like a drug. He simply couldn't resist it.
So, as his traveling semen reached the tip of his dick, he ignored the fact that Adalia was a virgin and mercilessly began to bombard her soft pussy. Adalia screamed and screamed, sensing what was coming. Xzavier groaned and groaned as the first droplets of pre-cum spilled inside of Adalia. Theirs was a cacophony of pure sexual energy. Their love making was as sensual as it was frantic.
The time finally came.
Xzavier vision went pure white as the flood burst through. As he shot loads and loads of hot steaming semen into Adalia's pussy, he arched his back and groaned like a savage bear. Adalia couldn't stop screaming.
"z-z-avieeerrr!! z-z-aaavierrrr!!!"
She couldn't breathe, it felt like her entire belly was full, and it wasn't the food kind of full. The screaming didn't stop. Xzavier didn't stop either. Even when his vision was blurry and goosebumps formed all over his back, he viciously kept digging into Adalia as their body fluids mixed and mixed. Each stroke was charged with raw primal pleasure. Xzavier didn't want this to end. He hadn't made love in a long time, plus he was also a heavy shooter. So, all these factors contributed to why his semen was so much. For almost one full minute, Xzavier kept releasing and releasing hot loads of hot semen into Adalia.
He didn't stop until he had spent every single drop in her. Even as the last drop came, Xzavier didn't pull out immediately. He lay ontop of her, feeling her insides receive the huge load he had just pumped into her. Xzavier felt like a horse. He had never cum so much before. Before now, he didn't even think it was possible to release so much. The orgasm had been heavenly.
Then finally, he gently slipped out his wet dick from her pussy. Adalia gasped as he pulled out of her. She felt like a huge load had just been extracted from within her. She still felt the trickling warm sensation within her. She had never ever felt anything like this. And now that she had, she definitely wanted to feel like this every single day from now- with Xzavier.
Adalia wasn't even bothered about the soreness. It was nothing compared to the other feeling. Indeed, the blonde beauty felt like she had been to heaven and back. There was no way in hell she was going to forget this.
Like a heavily drunk man, Xzavier slid over her and dropped on the other side of the bed with a heavy thud. He was breathing heavily like someone who had been running for three whole days.
None of them said a word. They simply laid still as every one of them tried to catch their breaths. Xzavier and Adalia knew that if there was indeed a heaven, there was no way they were going to get into the pearly gates after the salacious, mouthwatering, hot-steamy lovemaking they had just had now.
Finally, after a rather long period of silence, Adalia was the one who made the first move. In a bid to break the ice, she slithered around to face the man who had just deflowered her. But in the process of doing so, her thigh mistakenly struck against a wholesome surprise. It was Xzavier's dick- somehow, it was still very hard!
The next day, after a night of several rounds of lovemaking, a fresh day dawned on the two lovers. Xzavier was the first to get up. Way before the sun rose up, he slithered out of bed with surprising agility. After such an eventful night, one would have thought that Xzavier would sleep in, or at least, he would have been a little exhausted from all the spent energy and protein from all the rounds of lovemaking. But alas, Xzavier seemed to be unfazed by it all.
It appeared that not even a night of incessant copulating could deter Xzavier from the path of being an early riser. As he sat up in bed, he looked at the sleeping form of Adalia peacefully sleeping beside him. With the silvery rays of the fading moonlight washing over her, she looked like a dream come true. Xzavier took the time to appreciate the beauty of the maid in her full nakedness. Even slovenly, she still somehow managed to look divine.
Her full golden curls looked somehow better in their disheveled state. He watched her full perky breasts rise and fall with each breath she took. He saw her curves fully as her blown out hips graced his bed. As he looked upon her, Xzavier felt the urge rising up in him again. He wanted slip his dick in from behind and fuck her till he gained consciousness. He imagined what it would be like for her to wake up with his cock fully buried in her. He imagined the look on her face as. . .
He restrained himself and quietly slipped out off bed. If all went well with his plans, he knew that there would be time and time again for that in the future. Right now, he had something to take care off, something that required his full mental focus. So, turning his back to Adalia's naked sleeping form, Xzavier grabbed his clothes and quietly snuck off. A naughty thought crossed his mind as he closed the door behind him.
"Ha!" He chuckled to himself amusingly; "Who would have thought that I would be the one sneaking out this morning!"
A few hours later, Adalia finally stirred. The early morning sun filtered into the room, onto the bed, and onto her eyes. When Adalia did finally open her eyes, for a moment, she forgot where she was. Then suddenly, a flood of memories besieged her and harshly brought her up to speed. Adalia's cheeks flushed red as snapshots of the previous nights began to spring up like images from a very vivid dream. She recoiled with embarrassment when she recalled the various ways and manner she had screamed the night before. Most definitely, her screams had probably been heard all through the mansion.
But Adalia honestly didn't care. It had all been so unreal. With the way she remembered it, it had all been too magical to be considered reality. It had felt like a dream. But as her eyes wandered across the white cotton sheets, the blood stains reminded her that it had all been real. It truly happened. Her face turned bright red when the thought of checking her hymen crossed her mind.
"Really Adalia?!" She mocked herself; "Of all things to be embarrassed about! You picked that?"
Adalia was right. Last night had been great. In fact, it might have possibly been the greatest night of her life, but it hadn't portrayed her in the best possible light. She could almost hear her own soundtrack in her head, and it just made her want to crawl and hide somewhere.
She lazily turned to the other side hoping to see Xzavier's sleeping body next to hers. Her eyes met the empty space that had been previously occupied by Xzavier's sleeping form. She knew that it had been pretty optimistic of her to assume that Xzavier would be in bed with her up till such a late hour, but some part of her had hoped that it would be the case.
Jerking herself out of bed, Adalia found out that she wasn't as exhausted as she had thought. If anything, she was actually brimming with fresh new energy. A long night of lovemaking and a good night's sleep seemed to have done the trick for her.
She stood up and put on her nightgown. As she got dressed, she caught the full view of the sheets and gawked at the mess she and Xzavier had collectively made. The red stains were glaring. An astute person needed to catch only a short glimpse of this to know what had been the cause of it. Adalia didn't think this would ever be her. Embarrassed to the bone, she hurriedly removed the blood stained sheets and made off to wash them before Xzavier could come back.
It turned out that her fear of Xzavier coming back was far from manifesting. Across town, far from the governor's mansion, Xzavier found himself locked in with Quiad in his municipal government allocated office. Xzavier had set off early that morning hoping to catch the governor before he could leave for work, hoping to have a word with him. But much to his surprise, he was informed that Quaid had already left for his office at city hall.
Xzavier checked his watch. It was 5:07am.
"Damn, Quaid really is the early bird."
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