Across The Pornhwa Verse

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"Ahhhhhh!!!! Fuckkkk!"

The sound echoed in the tight, confined space of the bathroom stall, a mixture of ecstasy and relief. For all the teasing, for all the challenges she'd dared to throw at him, Choi now found herself in a completely different reality—one where her body responded in ways that only pure pleasure could explain. The feeling was overwhelming, a rush of heat that coursed through every inch of her, every nerve ending on fire with sensation.

She never imagined it would feel like this, so intense, so fulfilling. His touch, his presence—everything had melted into this moment. Her body stretched and yielded to him in ways that left her breathless, her mind clouded with a haze of need and desire.

Her fingers gripped the edges of the stall, nails digging into the cold metal, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. She could barely keep up with the waves of pleasure crashing over her, each one more intense than the last, drowning her in sensation, forcing her to lose all sense of control.

And as much as she hated to admit it, she was helpless to fight back now. The challenge she'd thrown his way, meant to test him, had backfired spectacularly. She had underestimated him, and the result was clear: He'd taken her to the brink, claiming victory in a way that left her no room to argue.

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The rhythm was relentless, a steady, deep pounding that reverberated in her chest. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed off the walls, the friction filling her ears and drowning out any coherent thought. His victory wasn't just about the physical dominance—it was about the way he completely consumed her, body and soul.

Beside her, he was practically beside himself with a hunger she couldn't deny. His lips crashed onto hers in a fevered kiss, aggressive, demanding, yet somehow tender in its own twisted way. He groaned with each thrust, a primal sound that filled her with an undeniable mix of shame and desire. She had lost, but the way he reveled in his victory, in their connection, sent shockwaves of heat straight to her core.

Gripped by an overpowering urge to submit, Choi could do nothing but surrender herself completely.

"Ooohhhh, fuuuckkk!~"

The words slipped from his lips, raw and unrestrained, as he felt her tighten around him, her body clinging to his with an almost desperate intensity. Every inch of her wrapped around him, snug and warm, as though she was made perfectly to hold him inside her. He could feel the slickness of her, the way she soaked him, each thrust sending waves of heat coursing through him.

"Your tight folds feel so good hugging around my cock!..." he groaned, his voice trembling with the strain of holding back.

His mind was battling itself, torn between the overwhelming desire to finish and the fact that they hadn't used protection. The thought of the creamy release he wanted to give her made him shiver, his body aching with need. The lack of birth control made the situation more dangerous, but his desire for her was almost unbearable.

Choi's breath hitched at his words, her body quivering with each relentless thrust.

"Yyessss!~ … Fuckk this puss!! … You're going to break my pussy with that amazing black cock!!~" she cried, her voice high and desperate, full of both pain and pleasure.

Tears welled in her eyes, an overwhelming mixture of emotions flooding her—her body betraying her even as her mind spun with confusion. She reached up, her hands grasping at his broad shoulders, nails digging into his skin as though she needed something to hold onto as she surrendered to the madness.

The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, slick and fast, every movement pushing them both to the edge. Her legs wrapped tighter around his waist, pulling him deeper as they moved together in a wild, frantic rhythm. The sweat on their skin only added to the heat of the moment, their frantic pace driven by an insatiable hunger that neither could seem to satisfy.

As they continued, the world around them blurred, reduced to nothing more than the desperate sound of their breaths, the frantic slapping of skin, and the overwhelming sense of intimacy that pulsed between them.

'Damn, that kinda hurts?' he thought, feeling her nails digging into his broad back, the sharp pressure of her grip searing through his skin.

Yet, despite the slight sting, he didn't hesitate. Not for a second. His pace never faltered as he thrust into her, his focus solely on the way she was reacting to him, the way her body clung to him, taking everything he gave her.

"Ungh!... Agh!... S-Shit!" Choi's voice broke through the charged silence, desperate and ragged. Her gaze dropped to her stomach, watching in awe as a slight bulge formed from the sheer size of him.

The sight only heightened the sensation of fullness inside her, a tight, deep feeling that made her tremble with both pleasure and pain.

Tears of joy streamed down her face, her body a mess of conflicting sensations. She was broken, completely undone by him, and yet, a part of her reveled in the vulnerability, in how he had claimed her in this moment. The thought of her exes faded, replaced by the growing realization that no one—no one—could compare to Travis.

"Ah!.. Oh!... Mmn!... I can't—...!! You're too good!~... So much better at this than my exes..." she screamed, her voice a mix of embarrassment and pure pleasure, her words spilling out faster than she could control them.

Her mind was flooded with rampant thoughts—thoughts that had long been buried, locked away out of shame or hesitation. But now, with every relentless push, those thoughts poured out like a broken dam.

Her exes, the past, it all seemed so distant in comparison to what Travis was giving her. The words tumbled out without her even meaning to say them, each one more damning than the last, but they only seemed to spur him on further.

As her breath hitched with every thrust, her body ached with the sensation of being filled so completely. Travis, with his unyielding, powerful hips, made sure she felt every inch of him. The words she spoke, no matter how raw or degrading, only made him more eager, more desperate to push her further into submission.

The sounds of their frantic lovemaking filled the stall—wet, slick, powerful. The pace increased, her body shuddering with each new thrust, as if she couldn't get enough of him, no matter how much he gave her. Her walls gripped him tighter with every stroke, the friction adding to the madness. He wanted her broken, wanted her to be his, in every sense of the word.

"Agh, that's it, I'm cumming!" he grunted, his voice rough with a howling growl as the tension built within him, every muscle in his body primed for release. Choi responded almost instantly, her legs wrapping around his firm, sturdy body, locking them together in a frantic, animalistic tangle. The urgency in her movements told him everything—she was just as desperate to feel the full force of his release, to have him flood her completely.

It was clear she had given him the unspoken permission she had held back for so long, her body opening up to receive him, to let him mark her in the most primal of ways. With a low growl, he seized the moment, his grip tightening around her as he sucked on her bottom lip, pulling her in for a fierce kiss even as he bottomed out, sinking deep into her once tiny, narrow cunt.

The sensation of his balls resting against her rear only heightened the feeling, that sense of connection and finality making everything feel all-consuming. With one final, forceful thrust, he let out a roar, unable to hold back any longer.

And then, the floodgates opened.

The potent rush of his seed blasted into her, an endless wave of heat filling her womb, marking her in the only way he could. His tip pressed snugly at the entrance, his body shuddering with the intensity of the eruption that seemed to last forever. As he came, his tongue slid past her sweet lips, tasting the sweetness of her skin as he pressed even deeper into her, riding the wave of his own pleasure.

Choi's mind went blank with the sheer force of it all, her eyes rolling back as she was consumed by the feeling of being completely full, completely taken.

'I'm completely full,' she thought, lost in the overwhelming sensation, her body trembling as his hot seed poured into her.

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