Lust Meter System: Conquering Beauties-Chapter 73: New Kink Unlocked 5 [+R18]

The cold brick pressed hard against Elsa’s bare back as Liam pushed her into the narrow space between two buildings.

Her heart was racing like crazy from everything that just happened.

"Liam," she whispered, looking toward the street. "What if someone walks by... what if a neighbor sees us..."

But even as she said it, she could feel herself getting wetter, the excitement making her heart pound even faster.

Liam didn’t waste any time.

His hands went to his belt, the click echoing in the quiet alley.

He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his cock, already rock hard.

He stepped closer, pressing against her and pinning her big tits between them.

His hands grabbed her hips, fingers digging in right above where the dark fabric of the costume ended.

Elsa was already dripping wet.

Her pussy was swollen and throbbing.

Her wetness ran down her thighs, coating his tip the second he pressed against her.

He pushed inside in one smooth thrust.

"Mmmph—!"

Elsa’s eyes went wide, her head falling back against the brick wall. One padded paw shot up to cover her mouth, trying to muffle the moan.

’Cute,’ Liam thought, watching her bite down on the paw. ’She’s trying so hard to stay quiet.’

Liam noticed her covering her mouth, trying not to make a sound. Right then, he decided he was gonna make her lose it completely.

He started moving, slow, deep thrusts that made her gasp against her hand.

Every time he pulled back, the wet sound echoed in the alley.

"Nnn-ghhh... haaa..."

Her muffled whimpers were desperate.

Her tits bounced with every thrust, her nipples hard against his jacket.

She was shaking, her free paw trying to press against the wall like there was something to hold onto.

Liam slowed down, pulling almost all the way out. Her hips pushed forward on their own, trying to take him back in.

Then he slammed back in hard.

"Aaaahhhh!!"

The sound burst past her paw, loud and raw. Her hand fell away as her head turned to the side.

"Liam! Oh god—" she gasped. "Someone might hear us!"

"But... you’re literally moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear."

He picked up the pace, driving into her harder.

*Pa~pa~pa*

The rhythm was relentless, each thrust deeper than the last.

The sound of skin slapping filled the alley, wet and loud.

"I can’t... I can’t help it!" she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders through the fabric. "It feels so good... oh god..."

Her legs were shaking, barely holding her up, the knee pads scraping softly against the ground as she shifted.

Liam felt it and grabbed her ass with one hand while keeping the other on her hip.

He pulled out suddenly.

"Turn around," he said.

Elsa blinked, dazed, but turned to face the wall without even thinking.

Her paws pressed flat against the cold brick, and her back arched automatically, pushing her ass out toward him. The tail lifted slightly with the motion.

Liam got behind her. From this angle, he could see everything. Her ass framed by the suit, the soaked lace panties, her pussy glistening and dripping.

He lined himself up and slid back inside in one smooth motion.

"Oh fuck—!" Elsa cried out, her head dropping forward as he filled her completely.

This angle hit way deeper. She could feel every inch of him stretching her, almost too much.

Liam started moving again, slower but way harder. Each thrust made her whole body jolt forward, her paws scraping against the brick.

"Liam... oh god... Liam..."

Her tits swung beneath her with every impact, bouncing hard.

The cold air made her nipples ache, but that only made everything more intense.

Liam watched her ass jiggle with each thrust, completely focused. His fingers dug into her hips hard enough to leave marks as he pounded into her.

"You feel so fucking good," he muttered.

Elsa could only moan, her fingers curling against the wall.

Her legs were shaking so bad she wasn’t sure how much longer she could stay standing.

Then Liam reached around and found her clit.

"Ah—! Liam—!"

He rubbed it in tight circles while still slamming into her from behind. It was too much. Her pussy started clenching around him.

"I’m close—" she gasped. "I’m so close—"

"Come for me," Liam said, his pace getting even more brutal.

Elsa’s whole body tensed. Her back arched further, her head falling back as the orgasm hit her hard.

"LIAM—!"

Her scream echoed through the alley as her pussy squeezed his cock tight. Her walls pulsed again and again as the pleasure tore through her.

Feeling her come around him pushed Liam over too. He buried himself as deep as possible and groaned, his release hitting hard.

He came inside her in hot pulses, his fingers gripping her hips so tight it would bruise.

For a second, neither of them moved. They just stood there breathing hard, still connected.

Finally, Liam pulled out slowly. Elsa’s legs gave out right away, but he caught her before she fell, holding her up against the wall.

"Easy," he said quietly.

Elsa’s forehead rested against the cold brick, chest heaving. Her whole body felt like jelly.

After a moment, Liam helped her turn around. She leaned on him heavily, legs still shaking.

He zipped his jeans back up while she tried to catch her breath.

Liam smirked and reached down to clip the leash back onto her collar.

"Good. Now let’s get you inside."

He kept his hand on her arm as they walked back to her building. Her legs were wobbly, but the knee pads and his grip helped her manage.

They got inside and took the elevator up. Elsa caught sight of herself in the mirror. Bare tits. Ruined panties. Paw gloves. Dog ears. Tail. The silver collar still locked around her neck.

She looked completely wrecked.

And somehow, she didn’t even care.

"We actually made it," she breathed as the doors opened. "I can’t believe we didn’t get caught."

Liam just smirked as he walked her down the hall to her door.

"Told you to trust me."

Inside her apartment, he led her straight to the bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed.

He started peeling off the costume. He unclipped the tail, slid the paw gloves free, unfastened the knee pads, and eased the fabric off piece by piece. She lifted her arms when he told her to, letting him pull everything away until she was completely naked.

He grabbed a blanket and draped it over her shoulders.

"Elsa, I need to tell you something—"

But when he looked at her face, her eyes were already closed.

Her head tilted to the side onto the pillow. Her breathing was deep and steady.

She was completely passed out.

Liam stood there for a second, watching her sleep. All the tension from earlier was gone from her face.

He pulled the blanket up to cover her properly, then stepped back quietly.

Liam looked at her one last time, then walked over to the wardrobe. He hung the dog costume he had removed from her back on its hook.

He paused, scanning the shelf, then selected a different costume.

"I’m going to need this for someone special," he murmured, tucking it under his arm.

He left the room and closed the door softly behind him.

---

Tasha groaned from the bed as Liam moved around the apartment, pulling on a fresh shirt he’d grabbed from the small dresser near the bathroom.

"Do you have to be so loud?" she muttered, her voice muffled against the pillow.

Liam glanced over his shoulder at her. "I’m literally just getting dressed... again."

"Well, you’re doing it loudly... again."

He shook his head, suppressing a smile as he finished buttoning his shirt.

He’d only been back from Elsa’s place for about twenty minutes, and Kelvin had already left about ten minutes before that.

When Liam had first gotten back, he’d thanked Kelvin for staying with Tasha and making sure nothing happened while he was gone.

Kelvin had said it was cool, then his expression hardened.

Before Liam could say anything else, Kelvin punched him in the gut. Not hard enough to hurt badly, hard enough to make a point.

Liam doubled over slightly, more from surprise than pain, and Kelvin leaned in close, voice low.

"The only reason I’m not staying here to beat your ass right now is because I’ve got plans with my dad," Kelvin said. "When I get back, we’re having a long talk about you keeping shit like this from me. You understand?"

Liam nodded, still catching his breath, and Kelvin walked over to Tasha, greeted her with a smile, and left without another word.

Now it was just him and Tasha again.

Liam grabbed his jacket from the back of the couch and slung it over his shoulder, his stomach still remembering the punch.

"Where are you going now?" Tasha asked, sharper.

Liam paused and glanced back. She was sitting up now, hair messy, eyes narrowed.

"Let me guess," she said flatly. "Work again?"

"No," Liam said. "I’m going out."

"Out where?"

"Just out."

Tasha’s jaw tightened. "Where are you going that’s so important you’re ditching work?"

"I’ve got something to take care of."

She stared at him, frustration creeping in. "You’re not going to tell me."

Liam turned fully toward her. "It’s nothing you need to worry about."

"That’s not an answer."

"It’s the only one you’re getting."

Tasha threw the blanket off and stood, crossing her arms. "Then I’m coming with you."