NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 225: Maria’s Ready 3 *R18

Her vision blurred as he flipped her like a ragdoll. She was docile under this touch and allowed him to press her face against the leather couch, her ass up in the air.

John took a moment to observe his handiwork. Her ass was small compared to his other women, but it had the perfect shape and enough meat to jiggle with his thrusts.

Her puffy and reddened lower lips dripped with her juice and the way she unconsciously swayed her hips made his blood boil.

"I can’t hold it anymore, John," she begged.

"Oh, you’re going to be a very obedient and good girl, aren’t you?"

"Y-yes," Maria gasped.

"Good. I will reward you later," John said and gave her buttocks a slap.

The sound of his hand connecting with her flesh echoed through the room, making Maria jump. She let out a small yelp, but the pain quickly morphed into pleasure as John began to thrust into her once more.

"Oh, God, John," she moaned, her fingers clenching into fists as she pressed her face against the couch. "Yes, yes, yes."

John’s grip on her hips tightened as he drove into her again and again, each thrust harder than the last. Maria could feel herself being pushed to the brink, her body trembling with the effort to hold back her release.

"Come for me, Maria," John commanded, his voice deep. "I want to feel you come apart around my cock."

Maria couldn’t hold back any longer. With a loud cry, she shattered, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave.

John’s thrusting continued, his hips slamming against the quivering Maria and her insides contracted and squeezed his throbbing cock, he exploded inside her, sending torrents of his cum into her womb.

"Fuck," Maria moaned, her body trembling as John’s hot cum filled her. "It’s so warm."

John leaned forward, his chest pressed against her back, and whispered in her ear, "Did you enjoy that?"

Maria nodded weakly, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure.

"Good," John murmured, his hands roaming her body. "Tidy up and prepare yourself for the next time. Today was just an appetizer."

With a gasp, Maria nodded.

"Good," John said and stepped back, letting her collapse on the couch.

He turned around, admiring her shapely and firm ass as she scrambled to cover her nudity. He looked at the system’s notification with a smile.

[The Engaged (?) Couple - An Affair Quest Completed]

[Strength Increased by 2]

[Sexual Skills Unlocked]

[Heat Link Skill Obtained!]

John smirked. The Heat Link Skill was not a combat skill, but he was certain he could have some fun with it. It allowed him to pick two girls and have them share sensations during sex.

He had an impish smile as he walked away, his mind already thinking about how he would defile her later.

As he stepped out of the private room, he spotted Marco in a corner of the lounge, his gaze focused on the closed door.

His hands were clenched, and his expression was thunderous.

John smirked and sucked his index finger, tasting Maria’s arousal and enraging Marco even more.

He chuckled and sauntered away. His day was not done and now he had a potential disaster brewing. He trusted Stephanie to play nice tonight, but he couldn’t know how Dalia would react to the three of them hanging out instead of the two of them.

Dalia’s jealous nature was improving, but he did not want to push his luck. Who knew what she’d do if he caught her on a bad day?

His musings were interrupted by the sound of the chatter in his room. He stepped inside and found not only Dalia and Stephanie, but Julia as well.

"Oh? What do we have here?" John asked as he sauntered in and found Dalia doing Julia’s hair while Stephanie painted her nails.

"Just girls’ night things," Dalia answered with a smile.

"Well, well, well. Isn’t this something," John murmured, his gaze focused on the trio.

"What do you think?" Stephanie asked.

"I think I should be worried," John replied.

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"Oh, don’t be silly, John. We’re just having some fun," Dalia replied.

"Really? Then, where did you find that outfit, Julia?" John asked.

"Stephanie lent it to me," Julia replied with a nervous giggle.

"Really? And what did she get in return?" John asked, his tone taking a dangerous turn.

"Nothing," Dalia replied.

John’s eyes narrowed as he inspected Julia from head to toe. Her hair was done differently, and she wore a pair of blue jeans and a black top, showing off her ample cleavage.

"Are you sure, Julia?" John asked.

"Well, we just talked. It’s not like Stephanie was wearing it. And since she didn’t have a use for it, she let me borrow it," Julia explained.

"Well, you look great," John said, his eyes scanning the length of Julia’s body.

"Thank you, John," Julia replied, her cheeks flushed.

"So, what’s on the agenda for tonight?" John asked, changing the topic.

"Oh, we’re just going to have a little fun," Stephanie replied.

"Really? What kind of fun?"

"The fun kind," Stephanie answered cryptically.

Dalia and Stephanie began to go through a pile of clothes crumpled on John’s bed and Julia stayed still on the stool. John smirked and sat on the edge of the bed.

His arms reached towards Julia and pulled her closer to him from behind, the stool’s wheels rolling across the carpet.

"Having fun?" He whispered in her ear as he wrapped his arms around her waist, teasing her exposed navel with his index finger.

"Y-yeah," Julia gasped, her face blushing furiously.

"What did you talk about?"

"I-I... ah, I can’t remember."

"Really?"

Julia nodded.

"That’s interesting. You’re keeping secrets from me, now?"

"No, it’s not like that. I just—"

John chuckled, his warm breath tickling Julia’s ear.

"I’m kidding," John whispered.

"I-I knew that," Julia replied.

"Good," John replied, his arms pulling her against his chest and cupping her large breasts. "Because you belong to me and my property can’t have secrets."

"I would never keep secrets from you, John," Julia gasped.

"Good girl."

"You’re such a meanie, John," Dalia chided him, a frown marring her cute face.

"I know, I can’t help myself. I just love teasing you girls."

"Well, we do have a surprise for you, John," Stephanie said.

"Is that so? And what would that be?"

"We’re not going to tell you," Stephanie replied.

"You’re not? Well, isn’t that interesting. Why won’t you tell me?"

"Because it wouldn’t be a surprise if we did," Dalia answered.

"Fair point," John conceded.

"But I think we should show him," Stephanie interjected.

"What are you guys up to?"

"Oh, you’ll find out soon enough. For now, I want you to put this on," Stephanie said and tossed him an outfit she prepared for him.

"I see. Are you sure it’s a good idea? This sounds like a trap," John asked.

"What can I say? You got us," Stephanie replied, her smile revealing her perfectly aligned teeth.

"Alright, then," John replied, taking the clothes from her.

"Don’t take long. We want to see how it looks," Stephanie teased.

John stood up and went to the bathroom to change.

"Wow, you’re not going to give us a show?" Dalia complained.

"Maybe next time," John answered with a chuckle.

"Hurry up," Stephanie ordered.

"Yes, ma’am," John replied.

John removed his clothes and changed into the outfit Stephanie had prepared for him. It was a set of blue jeans, a white shirt, and a black jacket.

"Wow, this is a good fit," John commented as he looked at himself in the mirror.

"Very punk rock," he chuckled.

"Stop being a smartass and come out," Stephanie yelled.

"You’re a mean mistress," John retorted, and stepped out of the bathroom.

"Oh, wow," Dalia exclaimed.

"You look so sexy," Stephanie agreed.

"Well, are you gonna tell me why we’re dressing up?"

"We’re going to a party!" Stephanie exclaimed, and John stared dumbfounded. A party in the midst of an apocalypse was the last thing he expected.