Lust Meter System: Conquering Beauties-Chapter 152: Hang out 3 [+R18]

She smiled. "So what do you want to do about that?"

Liam sat up, his hands bracing behind him on the deck. "Come here."

Jane walked over slowly, her movements still a little unsteady, her legs not quite back to normal yet. She stopped in front of him, close enough that he could reach out and touch her.

He did.

His hands came up, sliding around her waist, pulling her closer. She stepped forward, one foot on either side of his hips, looking down at him.

"Turn around," he said.

She raised an eyebrow but didn’t argue. She turned slowly, her back facing him now, her blonde ponytail swinging over her shoulder.

"Now sit."

She lowered herself carefully, her hands bracing on his thighs behind her for balance. Her pussy hovered just above his dick, close enough that he could feel the heat of her.

Then she sank down.

Slow. Deliberate. Taking him in inch by inch.

"Oh... fuck..."

Her voice came out breathless, her head tilting back slightly, her mouth opening as she took him deeper.

Liam’s hands came up to her hips, his fingers pressing into her skin. He felt it. The way she stretched around him. The warmth. The tightness.

She kept going. Didn’t stop. Just kept sinking down until she was sitting completely on him, her ass pressed against his stomach, her thighs resting on either side of his legs.

She stayed there for a moment, not moving, just breathing. Her back arched slightly, her boobs rising and falling with each breath.

"You okay?" Liam asked.

She nodded, not turning around. "Yeah. You’re just... really deep like this."

’So deep. God, I can feel him inside me like he’s poking my womb.’

He didn’t say anything. Just tightened his grip on her hips.

She smiled, even though he couldn’t see it. "It feels good."

Then she started moving.

Slow at first. Just lifting herself up slightly, then dropping back down. Her hands stayed braced on his thighs, her fingers pressing into his skin for balance.

From this angle, Liam could see everything. The curve of her back. The way her ass moved as she rose and fell. The way her ponytail swung with each motion.

Her boobs bounced beneath her with each drop, and even though he couldn’t see them from this position, he could see the way her whole body moved.

"Mmh... god..."

Her voice was soft, breathless, her head tilting forward slightly.

His hands slid from her hips down to her ass, gripping it, feeling the way it moved with each motion. Firm. Round. His fingers pressed into the soft skin, holding her, guiding her.

She picked up speed. Not fast. Just steady. Her body moving up and down on him, taking him in completely each time she dropped down.

The yacht rocked gently beneath them, the motion adding to the rhythm. The water lapped against the hull, steady and constant. The stars overhead were bright, scattered across the black sky.

"You feel so good," Liam said, his voice rough.

Jane’s breath hitched. "You feel so good too. It feels like you’re about to tear me apart."

Liam’s lips pulled into a small smile. "I haven’t even started fucking you yet."

Then he tightened his grip on her ass and pulled her down harder.

Her breath hitched. "Oh... yes..."

Her movements got faster now. Her thighs working, lifting her up and dropping her back down. Her ass bouncing each time she landed, the flesh moving, jiggling slightly with the impact.

"Haa... fuck... yes..."

The sound of skin against skin mixed with the wet sounds between them, filling the quiet night air.

Liam’s hands gripped her ass tighter, his fingers digging in, feeling the muscle work underneath. He could see everything from this position. The way her body moved. The way her spine curved. The way her shoulders tensed.

She leaned forward slightly, changing the angle, and gasped.

"Oh god... right there..."

’He’s hitting my womb. I’ve never been fucked like this before. I’m going to cum soon if he keeps going.’

Her breathing came in short, desperate bursts now, her whole body trembling.

Liam’s hips started moving now, meeting her halfway, thrusting up as she came down. The rhythm changed. Faster. Harder.

"Yes... don’t stop... please don’t stop..."

Her voice was cracking now, breaking with each word.

The yacht rocked beneath them, the water slapping gently against the hull. The wind moved across the deck, cool against their skin.

Liam’s hands tightened on her ass, pulling her down harder with each thrust.

"Fuck... I’m close... I’m so close..."

Her voice was high now, breathless, her whole body tensing.

Liam felt it too. The pressure building. But he pushed it down. Not yet.

He shifted his hips, changing the angle slightly, thrusting up harder, and she cried out.

"Oh fuck... yes... right there... oh god..."

’I can’t... it’s too much... he’s so deep...’

Her movements got erratic now. Desperate. Her body chasing the feeling, her hands gripping his thighs hard.

Then she stopped.

Just froze, her whole body going rigid.

Then the sound came.

"Oh... oh fuck... I’m... I’m..."

She came.

Hard.

Her whole body shaking, her thighs clamping down, her pussy tightening around him so hard he almost lost it.

"Fuck... fuck... oh god..."

Her body went limp, and she collapsed backward onto him, her back pressing against his chest, her head falling back onto his shoulder. Her legs were still bent, her knees up, her thighs trembling.

She was breathing hard, ragged gasps, her chest heaving.

Liam’s arms came around her, holding her steady as she shook against him.

For a moment, neither of them moved. Just breathed.

Then Liam spoke, his voice low near her ear. "Hope you’re not done. Because I’m not done yet."

Jane’s eyes opened slightly, her voice weak and breathless. "I don’t think I can stand anymore..."

Liam didn’t say anything.

He just moved.

His hands slid down from her waist, gripping under her knees. He lifted her legs up, bending them back toward her chest, spreading them wide.

Jane’s eyes went wide, her breath catching. "Wait... what are you—"

But he was already positioning her, his hands holding her legs up and spread. Her pussy was exposed completely now, wet and glistening.

He shifted his hips, trying to line himself up, trying to push back inside her.

He missed.

The head of his dick pressed against her ass instead, against the tight ring of muscle there.

He stilled. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Jane’s whole body tensed. "That’s not— Liam, wait—"

But he was already pushing.

"Oh fuck!"

Her voice cracked, high and sharp, her whole body going rigid as he forced his way inside.

The tightness was immediate. Overwhelming. So much tighter than before.

Liam’s breath caught. "Fuck..."

’This is different. This is—’ he thought, his jaw clenching, his teeth gritting together as the tightness overwhelmed him.

Jane’s eyes rolled back, her mouth opening wide, her whole face contorting. Shock. Overwhelm. Pleasure and pain mixing together. Her hands came up, gripping nothing, just clawing at the air.

"Ah... ah... oh god... oh fuck..."

Her voice was broken now, coming out in gasps, her breathing completely uneven.

’He’s... so deep... I can’t... i haven’t... I don’t think something as big as that should be in there’

"Mmmmm..."

The sound came out broken, desperate.

Liam’s hands tightened under her knees, holding her legs up and spread wide. He could feel everything. The way her body stretched around him. The way she trembled. The way her stomach tensed with each breath.

He started moving.

Slow at first. Just small thrusts. Testing. Feeling the way her body clenched around him, impossibly tight.

*Ahhhhh*

Her voice was shaking, her whole body trembling, her head pressed back against his shoulder.

He picked up speed. Not fast. Just steady. His hips moving, thrusting up into her, his hands keeping her legs spread wide.

"Fuck... you’re so tight..."

The words slipped out before he could stop them.

Jane didn’t answer. Just made sounds. Broken. Desperate. Her whole body rocking with each thrust.

Her eyes were still rolled back, her mouth still open, her whole face flushed deep red, sweat beading on her forehead.

’He’s... I can feel him... it’s like he’s going to reach my stomach from here... so deep...’

Liam’s hands tightened under her knees, his fingers pressing into her soft skin, and he thrust harder.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck... I can’t... I can’t..."

Her voice was high now, almost a scream, her whole body shaking violently.

The pressure was building again. Faster this time. Stronger. Liam could feel it coiling tight in his stomach.

His whole body tensed, his grip tightening, his hips moving faster, harder.

"Fuck... I’m gonna cum," Liam groaned.

Her voice broke. "Ahhh... ahhh... ahh..." Barely there. Just sounds now, desperate and raw.

The pressure exploded.

He thrust up into her one last time, deep, as deep as he could go, burying himself completely as he came. Hard. His whole body going rigid, his hands gripping under her knees tightly.

"Fuck..."

The word came out rough, breathless.

Jane came again at the same time, her whole body convulsing, a choked scream tearing out of her throat.

"Ah... oh god... oh fuck... I can feel it... oh god..."

They stayed like that for a long moment. Neither moving. Just breathing. Their bodies still connected, her legs still spread wide in his grip.

Then Liam’s hands loosened, and he let her legs down slowly.

Jane went completely limp against him, her whole body boneless, her breathing ragged and uneven. Her head stayed on his shoulder, her eyes closed, her face still flushed.

For a long moment, neither of them moved.

Then Jane lifted her head slightly, opening her eyes, looking up at the stars above them.

L

"Holy shit," she said quietly, her voice hoarse.

Liam’s chest was still heaving beneath her. "Yeah."

She laughed weakly, the sound shaky. "That was... I didn’t expect..."

"Good?"

She didn’t answer right away. Just closed her eyes again, her breathing still uneven. Then she smiled. "Yeah. Really good."

They stayed there for a while, just breathing, the cool night air moving across their skin, the yacht rocking gently beneath them.

Finally, Jane shifted, carefully lifting herself off him. Her legs were shaking so badly she could barely stand. She walked over to where her clothes were, moving slowly, carefully.

Liam pulled his jeans on, leaving them unbuttoned, watching her.

Jane finished dressing, smoothing down her white dress with trembling hands, then turned to look at him.

"We should probably go check on them," she said, her voice still shaky.

Liam nodded. "Yeah."

But neither of them moved right away.

They just stood there, looking at each other, the night stretching out around them, quiet and still.

"You guys were louder than we were."

The voice came from behind them.

Liam turned. Kelvin and Priscilla were standing a few feet away, both of them with a hand clamped over their eyes, grins spreading across their faces.

"We can’t see anything," Kelvin added. "Just so you know."

"Get dressed," Priscilla said, already turning away, her shoulders shaking with laughter. "Please."