Sonny had gravely underestimated Chloe, a mistake that could only be called fatal.
It wasn't as if he were some clueless greenhorn when it came to carnal sex. Back in his fresher years, he had built a reputation as a playboy, even leaving a trail of broken hearts in his wake. But the ivory-haired girl was far too experienced to be outmatched easily.
For a fleeting moment, he wondered if the rumors about her had been true all along. He quickly shook the thought away, dismissing it as nonsense.
'If I didn't know better, I would have probably believed those rumours.'
Then his brows knitted together.
'But if it continues like this, I'm going to burst.'
He wanted to unload his stuff somewhere else after all.
Meanwhile, Chloe was utterly lost in her own pleasure, immersed in the sensations overwhelming her. Half of his length was already forcing its way down her throat, a visible bulge forming in her neck with every push, and still she craved more.
But her body had its limits. Each attempt to take another inch triggered her gag reflex, preventing her from going deeper. Accepting that, she settled for sucking him harder and faster than she could manage.
"Ugggggg! Yes! Go deeper!" Sonny suddenly shouted.
"Hm?"
Still lost in the haze she had created, Chloe didn't notice how far his lust had spiraled out of control, until he seized her head with both hands and, in a single brutal thrust, buried the rest of his cock down her throat.
The rough intrusion caught her off guard. Chloe gagged and choked, her hazel eyes flying wide open as she glared up at him. But Sonny, eyes clenched shut in ecstasy, didn't seem to care in the slightest. He pulled back until only the tip remained between her lips, then slowly pushed in again.
Her jaw ached as she braced herself, but he was relentless. Even when she gagged, he didn't pause, sliding his entire shaft into her throat before withdrawing and repeating the motion until he settled into a steady, merciless rhythm and continued facefucking her like that.
Chloe moved her hands in front of his thighs in hopes to slow him down, but any attempt to do so was already too late. Sonny groaned as he used her mouth for his own pleasure, while she struggled against the thick length stuffing her throat.
And then, gradually, the gagging subsided, replaced by muffled, breathless moans.
Her mouth and throat gradually adapted to his length and thickness, no longer resisting but instead tightening to heighten the pleasure for them both. She regained control of her tongue, and since she couldn't slow his thrusts, she chose to use it to her advantage. She swirled and stroked it in every way she could around his thick shaft, savoring the act as much as he did.
Just as she felt the balance shifting in her favor, his massive cock throbbed violently, swelling even larger inside her.
"C-Cumming!"
With a groan, Sonny gave one final, hard thrust.
Ropes upon ropes of thick white fluid burst forth, most of it spilling straight into Chloe's throat.
She swallowed desperately, but the sheer amount he had saved up was too much. Her cheeks ballooned, and soon the excess overflowed, trickling from the corners of her mouth and even seeping from her nostrils.
After a few seconds, he finally stopped and withdrew his cock.
"That was the best. You're really amazing," Sonny said with a satisfied grin, though his tone made it sound less like praise and more like indulgence.
"Yeah, and you're as rough as ever."
Chloe wiped away the trail of cum that had dripped from her lips down to her chin. Her eyes flicked to his cock — still stiff, showing no hint of going soft. If anything, it looked even more eager than before.
She frowned.
"And you're still hard."
Grinning awkwardly, Sonny scratched the back of his head.
"Well, what can I say? The little guy has a mind of its own."
'Then why do you have that stupid grin on your face?'
The urge to smack him was becoming more and more tempting. Instead, Chloe let out a resigned sigh.
Truth be told, she wanted to move on to the main event, perhaps even more than he did, but giving in so easily would only feed his ego. After a brief pause, an idea came to her, and a sly smile curved her lips.
Rising from the sofa, Chloe sauntered forward, her hips swaying with a deliberate, hypnotic rhythm.
What is she up to? Sonny wondered, narrowing his eyes.
His curiosity didn't have to wait long. She stopped at just the right distance in front of the TV — perfectly framed in his line of sight — where he could take in every alluring curve of her body.
The ivory-haired delinquent tilted her head, flashing him a lewd, provocative grin. Sonny blinked, confused by her sudden display, and his baffled reaction only made her giggle.
Then she turned forward, giving him a full view of her backside, and suddenly everything clicked. His confusion gave way to surprise as his mind struggled to process the unexpected treat.
Chloe bent forward, sliding her palms down to her calves before slowly caressing her way back up, savoring the feel of her smooth, toned thighs. When her hands reached the swell of her gravity-defying ass, she straightened slightly and left her palms pressed against her cheeks, sinking them in. With her proportions, her small hands looked like those of a child pressing into a pillow.
Not satisfied with just squeezing, she began rubbing in slow circles before landing a sharp slap. Her thick curves rippled, bouncing hypnotically with every smack.
The young Esper watched her every movement, mesmerized as she drew attention to the most irresistible part of her tanned, curvy body. His cock reacted instantly, throbbing as it erupt back toward full hardness under the relentless tease of her display.
It wasn't often that he got to enjoy a woman flaunting her figure so openly, and in this particular case, she seemed determined to drive him over the edge. With each sultry motion, her body moved in ways designed solely to stoke his arousal, making his erection ache all the more.
Then she upped the tease, she actually began twerking.
Sonny had never seen anyone shake their ass so close, and the fact that it was only for him nearly drove him insane. Her massive cheeks jiggled up and down, side to side, even rolling in smooth circles. The sheer variety of movements made it hard for him not to cum on the spot. The thought of sliding his cock between those bouncing cheeks was something he wanted to be a reality.
To his surprise, Chloe was exceptionally good twerking, moving with the skill of a dancer. Rapid hip flicks, deep squats, and sharp upward jerks made her ass clap against itself, each loud smack drawing out a stunned "oooh" of admiration from Sonny. She seemed to enjoy it too, repeating the motion again and again until the sound of flesh clapping filled the room.
Drool gathered at the corner of his mouth as his lust spiked to its peak. Chloe spread her legs, lowered her hips, and bent until her palms rested on her knees. From that posture, she made her cheeks bounce one after the other, then pressed her thighs together, leaned even further down, and grabbed her ankles. Her chest pressed flat against her legs, showing off shocking flexibility.
That final display shattered the last of Sonny's restraint. He lurched forward, his cock twitching with renewed vigor, and grabbed her right asscheek. Without hesitation, he pressed the thick head of his shaft into the deep cleft of her rear.
Due to the tightness of her rear, his still-hardening cock slid down, its girth catching in the deep cleft of her ass.
"Hey… now that I think about it," Sonny said, giving her cheeks a few deliberate squeezes, "doesn't that dance seem kind of familiar?"
Chloe scratched her cheek, looking a little sheepish.
"Well… it's possible you've seen it. I film myself twerking and upload the videos online. Sometimes my girlfriends help me record."
Sonny's eyes widened with recognition.
"Wait... hold on. Don't tell me… you're that Cheekyqueen girl?"
A faint blush spread across Chloe's face.
"Yeah… that's me. I always hide my face, so not many people know. Maybe one or two. Well, three now, since you found out." She glanced at him nervously. "Just… don't tell Marcus about this, alright?"
Flabbergasted, Sonny didn't know how to react to this revelation.
If his memory was right, Cheekyqueen was a well-known "special kind of dancer" with thousands of followers, though not quite popular enough to break into the mainstream. Likely because her account was private, accessible only to paying subscribers.
And not a cheap subscription either. At a whopping $100 per member, she still managed to gather an impressive following. Sonny only knew about her because Marcus had bragged about being a member, showing him one of her twerking videos.
How Marcus could afford to throw money away like that was beyond him, but Sonny wasn't about to complain.
Speaking of that pervert… Marcus had no idea about Sonny's current relationship with Chloe. More than that, he didn't even know that his favorite online dancer was his childhood friend, despite seeing her almost every day.
Both Sonny and Chloe had agreed to keep him in the dark. Still, realizing that Chloe was the Cheekyqueen sent a shock through his body, and his cock throbbed even harder than before.
It slid upward between her cheeks, the swollen head brushing against her soaked pussy lips, then nudging her tight rear entrance.
Chloe gasped as the thick crown pressed insistently against her holes, her ass jiggling each time his length throbbed between them, over and over again.
"Oh man… I've always wanted to get my cock wrapped up by this fantastic ass."
"Hehe. Why thank you, SunSun. And what a coincidence, I was wondering when you'd finally ask me for a butt job. Just leave it to me."
She giggled and began to move her hips slowly. Surprised, Sonny let his hands slip from her cheeks, entranced by the way her ass worked around him. Chloe shifted her hips side to side like a metronome, making sure his cock stayed snug between her cheeks without slipping free.
Her movements grew bolder; rolling her hips in circles, rising onto her tiptoes, then dropping back down so her massive cheeks swallowed his shaft. Confident she had his cock trapped in her crack, Chloe began thrusting back and forth. She pressed forward until the tip disappeared between her cheeks, then slid back until she nearly bumped into his hips, repeating the motion in a smooth rhythm.
Those thick, pillowy globes squeezed around his shaft, stroking him as she moved. With every repetition she grew faster, giving him a seamless, hands-free buttjob. Sonny could only stare, mesmerized by the way her huge ass consumed and squeezed him like it was made for it.
Unable to resist, he reached out and slapped her bouncing cheeks with both hands, then gripped them firmly, kneading the soft flesh.
"Ah!" Chloe squeaked at the smacks, followed by a gasp. She took it as a clear signal of his hunger, and the sight of his excitement stoked her own fire.
With her lust rising, Chloe picked up the pace, grinding and stroking him faster between her cheeks. The tight press of her ass and the wild bouncing of her hips left Sonny groaning, clutching her flesh desperately as his shaft was squeezed tighter and tighter.
The sensation and sight overwhelmed him. He was shocked he hadn't exploded yet. But his resistance was breaking; precum spilled out, wetting the crease of her lower back and trickling along her spine.
Straightening with a gasp, Chloe braced her hands on her knees and glared at him with flushed cheeks.
"Hey! Don't you dare cum, you quick shot! We haven't even started the real thing yet!"
Her voice carried a hint of offense, though beneath it she no longer cared to hide her desire. There was no reason to keep up the pretense any longer.
All that filled her mind was the aching need to be stuffed full to the brim like a damn pastry!
"Don't worry, it's just my pre-cum," Sonny reassured.
"Oh, good then!"
She flashed him a sly smile. Then her eyes flicked down to his rock-hard length.
"Let's put that monster cock somewhere else before it explodes!"
It was time for the main event both of them been craving from the very beginning.