Chapter 1113 Like a Virgin
Kevin, already on edge, thrust his thick, long rod into Caroline with a swift motion, feeling the warm, slippery embrace of her inner walls. The layers of soft flesh gripped his member like tiny, eager mouths, enveloping and massaging it. The sensation was utterly intoxicating as his glans pierced deeper, guided by her slick fluids.
Though Caroline's vagina was somewhat loose due to childbirth, it contrasted sharply with women like Audrey and Kimberly, whose tighter, almost virginal channels still provided a snug fit, despite being married and childless. Fortunately, Kevin's girth was substantial, filling Caroline completely.
As Kevin's penis stretched and filled her, he felt his tip pressing against the entrance of her cervix. Caroline shuddered, her pale legs wrapping tightly around his waist, her eyes rolling back as she struggled to speak. "Kevin, you're so deep. Elder Sister-in-law is going to be pierced through. It's too much, Kevin. You're too big; it feels so good."
Plunging his entire length into her, Kevin relished the sensation of his penis enveloped by Caroline's hot, moist insides. Each thrust heightened his pleasure, his glans rubbing against her silky walls, making her temperatures soar like a furnace. The room echoed with the wet sounds of their union, the creaking bed frame, her moans, and his labored breaths, creating a symphony of passion.
"Kevin, Elder Sister-in-law is going to die. Harder, it feels amazing. I’m going to fly," Caroline whimpered, her honeyed essence flowing down her white thighs. The long-deprived wife surrendered quickly to Kevin's vigorous thrusts, her ample buttocks bouncing rhythmically to meet his movements, a flood of desire rushing from deep within her.
Kevin grew increasingly exhilarated, watching his slicked rod glide in and out of her flesh. Caroline's gyrating, pale body, and her jiggling, luscious breasts mesmerized him. His hands clung to her ample bosom, kneading the soft flesh ardently.
With only a small window in the storeroom and the heat from their vigorous activity, sweat soon drenched them both. Kevin clutched her generous buttocks, thrusting forcefully. Not having had sex or even masturbated for days, he felt a mounting urgency. Within five to six minutes of intense action, he felt on the brink of release. Lifting her legs onto his shoulders, kneeling on the bed, he drove deeply a dozen more times. A sudden rush of ecstasy surged through him as he ejaculated powerfully, filling Caroline’s depths with his seed.
Silence enveloped the storeroom, save for their heavy breathing. Kevin collapsed onto Caroline’s gloriously pale abdomen, feeling weightless with satisfaction. He had released days' worth of pent-up desire, leaving him lightheaded and euphoric.
"Kevin, you almost wrecked my insides," Caroline murmured, her hands entangled in his damp hair. Her substantial breasts pressed against his chest, her vagina still gently contracting around his softening member. Her face glowed with fatigue and contentment.
The corporeal pleasure was fleeting; as the orgasmic high faded, a wave of emptiness washed over him. Dressing quietly, Kevin said his goodbyes to Caroline and left the mall. Under the glittering stars, he reflected on how quickly he had broken his recent vow, filled with regret. He wanted to text his cousin to wish her a happy Teacher’s Day but felt too guilty, so he refrained. He admonished himself for succumbing to such depravity—engaging with his cousin’s sister-in-law was shameless.
Yet, recalling Caroline’s satisfied expression, he rationalized that he hadn’t truly erred. Caroline needed a man; if not him, she would seek another. He could at least ensure she found pleasure in familiar arms. But would his cousin understand his dilemma?
Caught up in these thoughts, Kevin realised he still hadn’t bought a present. As he pondered this, he noticed a light in a nearby store. Approaching, he discovered it was an adult novelty shop, its pink neon sign glowing and a tall mannequin in the window clad in seductive black lingerie.
Kevin’s eyes lit up with an idea. What if he bought each female teacher some sexy lingerie as a gift? Without hesitation, he stepped inside.
Inside, he was overwhelmed by the array of products lining the shelves—condoms, lubricants, sexy lingerie. It was his first time in such a place, and he stood frozen at the entrance.
Behind the counter, a woman in her thirties, idly munching on sunflower seeds and watching videos on her phone, noticed him. Seeing his school uniform and backpack, she frowned, "Hey kid, you must've wandered into the wrong place. This shop is for adults; go home."
"Hello, ma’am. I'm here to buy something," Kevin quickly explained. "Tomorrow’s Teacher’s Day, and I want to buy gifts for my teachers, but all the other shops are closed. I thought I'd check here."
The woman laughed heartily, scrutinizing Kevin, and then said, "You’re a funny kid. Do you even know what we sell here? Even if you can afford it, I can't sell you this stuff. You'll just get in trouble."
"I have money," Kevin insisted, pulling out several hundred-yuan bills and laying them on the counter earnestly. "Please help me choose something."
The sight of money made the woman reconsider. With a slight hesitation, she stood up and said, "Alright, let's have a look. How about some stockings? Those could be nice gifts."
"That sounds perfect," Kevin nodded, realizing it was more appropriate than lingerie.
Soon, the woman laid out several pairs of stockings—thigh-highs, pantyhose, bodysuits, and fishnets in various colors: black, white, transparent, purple, and pink. As he picked up a pair of black pantyhose, he couldn’t help but imagine his female teachers wearing them, their legs tantalizingly displayed, which excited him immensely.
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