Beautiful Yuri Couple Surrender to the Cock - Chapter 19

 "Aaaaaaaaaaaaah...! ❤️"

A guttural, melting moan rings out. As expected, it’s Mai making that sound. After all, it would be pretty disturbing if a hulking guy like Eiji were making noises like that.

The sex is still going... but the atmosphere has shifted. Until a moment ago, the room was filled with the rhythmic, high-pitched slap-slap-slap of bodies colliding, accompanied by Mai’s short, sharp shrieks. Now, it's different. Her moans are drawn out, strained, as if she's wringing them from the depths of her soul. This change signifies that the act currently taking place is on an entirely different level than the frantic struggle that came before.

"Uwaaaaaah... ❤️ Wh-what is this...? What’s happening...?" 

"What do you mean? It’s just normal sex." 

"I don't... I don't know this...! Aaaaaaaaaah! ❤️"

Mai arches her neck, exposing her throat—a biological weak point—as her body quivers violently with pleasure. She and Eiji are still joined, but he isn't hammering away at her like a beast anymore. Instead, he has one of her legs hooked over his shoulder. Her legs, thick yet shapely like a model's, possess a charm that would captivate even a man who wasn't particularly into feet. With her legs spread wide, her somewhat dense pubic hair and her thoroughly ravaged center are on full display. In that position, Eiji’s member is buried deep inside her.

It’s the position known as "The Breaking Pine" (Matsuba-kuzushi).

"Kuhyeeeeeeeeeeeeee! ♡ Stop grinding... please stop...! ❤️" 

"Why? You said you didn't want it rough, so I’m just staying still and pressing into you so you can catch your breath." 

"You're the only one catching a break! You've made me come so many times... I'm going again! ♡"

Despite snapping at him like a demon, the moment he grinds the head of his member against her cervix, her face twists away and her sweat-slicked limbs begin to shake. The amount of sweat is staggering. It’s not the light, fresh sweat from a workout; it’s a thick, viscous film produced as her body is slowly, methodically broken down. The scent of her sweat and the sweet aroma of a female in heat have reached a dizzying concentration.

"W-why won't you finish!? Do you have some kind of problem!?" 

"Hey, don't be rude. Of course I don't."

Eiji can't help but give a wry smile at her accusation.

"Your body feels amazing, you know. For someone who spends all her time with Onizuka, you're incredibly tight. You've got a real 'masterpiece' down there, the way you pulse and writhe." 

"Then why...?" 

"I'm just holding back. Is that so hard to understand?" 

"THEN DON'T!!"

She tries to buck her body, intending to pound on his chest with a "Take this!", but the moment he grinds deep again, she lets out another shriek and sinks back into the mattress.

"Why are you holding back? You said my body feels good, didn't you?" 

"Because I’m going to make you submit." 

"Huh?"

Even while impaled by him, Mai laughs as if he’s said something utterly ridiculous.

"Submit? You're still talking about that nonsense? Let me tell you: my heart belongs one hundred percent to Rika-chan." 

"Yeah, I'm sure it does. However..."

With that, Eiji thrusts his hips forward with a deliberate, heavy force.

"Nhyieee! ❤️"

As his member grinds into her cervix, she grits her teeth so hard that drool spills from the corner of her mouth. Her arousal flows even more heavily now, and every time he shifts his weight, a lewd, squelching sound echoes through the room.

"However... your body is almost completely fallen." 

"Kuh-haaaaaaaaaah! ❤️"

The leg draped over Eiji’s shoulder goes rigid, pointing straight at the ceiling. Her interior clamps down in a frantic pulse, a clear sign that she has reached another peak.

"Wh-why...!? Why is my body doing this...!?" 

"Who knows? Maybe we're just compatible. Or maybe you're just a natural slut. Or maybe..."

Eiji reaches out with one hand. His hand is massive and thick, incomparable to Mai’s delicate ones. He places it on one of her most vulnerable and important spots: her lower abdomen, right over her womb.

"Eh... ah... ugh...?"

He presses down firmly, not enough to cause pain, but with significant weight. An indescribable sensation washes over Mai. It’s like a shiver, or an electric shock running through her... the kind of eerie silence that precedes a violent storm.

Then, the storm breaks. Eiji shifts his hips and drives the head of his member directly into the opening of her cervix. Pressed from the inside and the outside simultaneously, a lightning strike of pure pleasure hammers directly into Mai’s brain.

"Kah... hah... ♡"

Mai’s body bucks dangerously, her limbs flailing as if she’s literally been electrocuted. Her eyes roll back and drool trails from her mouth; her face, once that of a cute idol, is now a mask of raw, animalistic wreckage. She is no longer a human; she is a beast, consumed and dominated by pleasure. Having reached a climax so deep she can't even breathe, Mai is unable to recover immediately.

"Honestly... coming whenever you feel like it. I still haven't finished, you know."

Eiji gives a wry smile and withdraws his member. He still hasn't reached ejaculation. Of course, he’s been holding back on purpose; if he stopped resisting, he could finish in seconds.

"Well, I’ve made her come enough for now, and I’ve hammered the basic hierarchy into her. It’s about time I finish too."

He glances down at his member, which shows no sign of flagging. Clad in the colorful rubber, it's coated white with Mai’s fluids. After the initial violent session, this slow, lingering "aging" process has completely subjugated her voluptuous body.

"Hup. Man, she's actually pretty flexible. Glad I can try out different positions."

Eiji moves the dazed Mai’s body as he pleases. He takes her long, slender legs and hooks them over his elbows before looming over her again. This forces her legs toward the ceiling and tilts her hips up—the position commonly known as "The Frog" (Mangu-gaeshi).

"Ugh... wh-what now...?"

The awkward position pulls Mai back from the afterglow of her climax. Her legs are pushed so far back they’re squishing her own breasts; it’s a struggle just to breathe. Realizing that her sodden center and her twitching rear are completely exposed, Mai’s face turns bright red.

"Nyah!? Wh-what are you doing!?" 

"I figured it's time for me to finish. Here we go." 

"Eh!? Wait, let me—ohooooooooo! ❤️"

As Eiji slides back inside her, Mai lets out a shameless cry. The pressure of being entered from above is staggering. Being pinned down and defiled by a creature so much more powerful than herself causes another flood of arousal to leak out. This is the "Submissive Press" (Kukkyoku-i)—a position designed for a man to pin a woman down and hammer pleasure into her.

From that point on, there is no more conversation.

"Oh... oh... oh... oh! ❤️"

His member drives down like a jackhammer, easily piercing through her interior with every downward strike. Even though she’s been thoroughly loosened and ravaged over the past few hours, she still has almost no experience with men, making her grip incredibly tight. It should be a struggle to move inside her, yet Eiji isn't affected at all, gouging into her walls and her G-spot with every hit.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! ❤️"

She squirts again. Because she’s flipped over with her hips raised, the fluid sprays out like a fountain. She’s squirted countless times already. Yet, because he’s hammering her so relentlessly, Mai finally loses control of her bladder as well. The sharp, stinging scent of ammonia would normally make someone recoil, but Eiji finds the sight of this popular idol urinating in front of a man—with zero regard for her dignity—incredibly arousing, making him even harder.

"Gah! Ah, agh! Mnnnnngh! ❤️"

The sounds Mai is making aren't human. They’re guttural noises wrung from the depths of her stomach, anything but attractive. But to Eiji, the man defiling her, they are the most enticing moans imaginable.

Mai’s face is more of a mess than ever before. Her eyes are rolled back, her nostrils flared, and her tongue lolls from her open mouth as she bellows. Tears, sweat, and saliva—every possible fluid is leaking from her. No one would ever call her an idol if they saw her like this. But to the man driving her to this point, it is the ultimate expression.

"Ugh-ah! Aah! Gheeeyaaaaaaaaaa! ❤️"

Mai’s body is thrashing wildly. Her frame is reacting with an almost violent rejection to the pleasure being hammered into it. Her bucking is instinctive, and because it’s involuntary, she’s displaying a strength she never normally possesses. It’s a force that would easily throw an average man off.

But it doesn't work on Eiji, who is massive even by male standards. He stays pinned on top of her, continuing his "Breeding Press" without a single hitch. No matter how much Mai thrashes in her ecstasy, she is trapped beneath Eiji’s weight, unable to escape. Amidst a flurry of sweat and fluids, her lewd, voluptuous body dances beneath him.

"Alright, I'm gonna finish. It's through the rubber, but make sure you feel every bit of it."

"Oh... oh... oh... oh! ❤️"

Following his declaration, the pummelling becomes even more intense. Mai lets out a hideous, animalistic howl. Fluids spray everywhere, and then...

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! ❤️"

With a violent, almost dangerous convulsion, Mai reaches her peak. Simultaneously, Eiji ejaculates into the condom. The sudden swell of semen pushes against her walls—which had been clinching his member without a gap—allowing Mai to feel the man's ejaculation on a primal level. Her mind is a total blank, filled only with sparks; she is incapable of rational thought. Her body continues to shake and shudder.

"...Is she gonna be okay?"

Eiji withdraws and releases her from the grueling position. Despite being the one who did it, he can't help but give a wry smile at the state Mai is in. She lies limp on the bed, unable to even be on guard against the man standing over her. Her breathing is heavy and labored, as if she’s at death's door, and she is drenched in an abnormal amount of sweat. She’s leaked so many fluids that the expensive bed is a total wreck. Her private parts, which should be hidden from view, are shamelessly exposed, her legs splayed like a crushed frog. Because he wore a condom, there’s no semen leaking out, but the gaping opening is proof that she has been completely conquered by a man.

"I guess I'll wait a while," Eiji mutters, looking down at the unconscious Mai.

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