Infinite Regeneration In The Apocalypse-Chapter 36: Naive Claire 3

Claire moaned softly, "Vogue..."

"Shhh. Just relax."

Continued to roam her boobs softly and roughly at times and enjoyed as her face flushed pink.

Her moans grew a little louder, more constant. "Mmmm... yes..."

Vogue then moved one hand down, sliding it over her ribs and across her stomach. He found her navel, dipping his finger inside to swirl the soap around. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Then, he moved down to her legs under the water. He grabbed her left foot, lifting it slightly out of the water.

He massaged the arch, working his way up her calf, up to her knees then to her thigh.

The moment his hand grazed her inner thigh, Claire gasped sharply and legs twitched, as a shiver ran down her spine!

Vogue didn’t stop there. He moved to her right foot, repeating the process, washing her calf and her knee. He took his time, enjoying the way she squirmed slightly under his touch.

Then he headed for the main dish!

The moment his hand touched her pussy, Claire’s breathing increased even drastically. She didn’t open her eyes, but her body tensed.

Vogue used his thumb to slowly massage her clit through her pussy fold, swirling his thumb as the clit swell under his touch.

"Hmnnnh!" Claire moaned, her head pressed even harder against the tub.

Vogue kept a steady rhythm, rubbing her clit, then slowing down, then speeding up again.

"Ahh... Vogue..." Her voice trembled as she moaned in pleasure.

With his right hand still working between her legs, Vogue reached up with his left hand to find her breast again.

He caught her hardened nipple and rolled it between his fingers, pinching it.

Instantly, a jolt of pleasure surged through Claire’s body like a wave.

"Oh! Oh god!"

She grabbed onto Vogue’s wrist with her hand, her nails digging into his skin, as if she needed to anchor herself while the pleasure washed over her.

Her hips began to move on their own, as she lifted it up, wanting more of his touch.

Vogue’s gaze turned red with desire as he saw her pink and well swollen clit, peeking out from under the water.

Without hesitation, he moved his head down and licked.

Claire’s eyes flew open as she gasped in shock and pleasure, her whole body shaking as she stammered.

. "W-w-what are you d-doing?"

Vogue looked up at her and spoke with a smirk. "I also want to drink your milk. Or do you want me to stop?"

Claire’s mind was trembling with pleasure.

Before she could even form a full thought, her head was shaking back and forth.

"Please don’t stop," she begged, her voice barely a whisper.

Vogue’s evil smile widened. He didn’t need to be told twice. He lowered his head again and licked her clit once more, long and slow.

Claire gasped again, her back arching off the tub. "Ah!"

Then, Vogue started to lap at her pussy like a dog drinking water. His tongue moving over her clit and her lips, tasting and devouring her essence.

Claire couldn’t control her body. Her hips started to ground against his face, moving as Vogue licked her.

She moaned even louder, speaking incoherently with his name mixed in between.

"Mmm... Vogue... yes... oh..."

Vogue wrapped one arm around her thigh, holding her open for him. While he continued to lick her clit with the flat of his tongue, he moved his other hand. He slid one finger down to her entrance.

He teased the opening for a second, feeling a slippery wetness dripping down her vaguna that was very different than the soap.

Then, he slipped his finger inside her.

Claire immediately gasped, her walls clamping down around his finger. "Fuck!"

Her hands flew from his wrist to the edge of the tub. She grabbed the ceramic rim with both hands, squeezing so hard that a hairline crack appeared, and a piece actually snapped off in her grip. But she didn’t care. The sensation of being filled, even just by a finger, was intense.

Vogue started to move his finger inside her. He pulled it out almost all the way, then pushed it back in, deep. He found a rhythm, stroking her in and out.

"Ahn! Vogue, please," Claire moaned, her head thrashing side to side. "It feels... so good..."

Vogue felt something blocking his finger from moving even futher.

He was stunned when he realized what it was.

It was actually her Hymen!

He didn’t know she was a virgin. He wanted to push even further, break the hymen and claim her first.

But he managed to hold himself back. Then he pressed against it gently, caressing it but careful not to break it. Then without warning, he slide a second finger inside her.

Claire cried out, her eyes rolling back. "Fuck, Vogue!"

She felt so full. The fingers stretched hard against her walls, reaching places inside her that she didn’t know existed.

Vogue started slow, letting her get used to the feeling of two fingers inside her. He curled his fingers slightly, searching for that one special spot.

When he found it, Claire’s body trembled and if Werner holding her thigh down with his she might have jumped out of the tub. "There! Oh, right there!"

He chuckled and began to lick her clit even harder, flicking it rapidly with the tip of his tongue while his fingers pumped into her faster and faster.

The sounds in the bathroom was intense. There was no wet flesh beating against each other but the sloppy sound of tongue lapping and Claire’s moan was bough to make any pervert come. The water splashed as Claire’s hips bucked wildly. Vogue’s fingers made squelching noises s they pistoned in and out of her pussy over and over again.

"Mmm, ah, ah, Vogue! I... Something is coming..." Claire gasped as she felt pressure building up inside her.

Vogue didn’t stop. He went faster. His hand became a blur, pumping into her like a piston in an engine.

"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!"

He sucked on her clit, pulling it into his mouth and flicking it against his palates.

"Fuck!!!"

Claire screamed and grabbed Vogue’s head, locking it again her thigh as th pressure hit her like a moving train!

Her entire body went stiff as she exploded.

Her pussy exploded around his fingers. Wave after wave of juices flooded out of her, coating his hand and mixing with the bathwater. Her walls clenched and spasmed, milking his fingers as if trying to pull him in deeper.

She ground her hips against his face, as fluid ran don her face from the sheer pleasure.

Vogue didn’t stop until her movement slowed and her body went limp, sliding back down into the water with a heavy splash.

He pulled his fingers out of her wet slippery pussy and watched as she curled up in the hot tub like a baby, the powerful sensation making her body shiver and tremble from time to time.

Levi sat at the edge of the tub, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand with a satisfied grin on his face as he saw the Icy queen of the academy sobbing and tearing up.

’She really is cute.’