88 - Revenge IV - Unraveling

With Nox's new unexpected move Amelia's breath hitched, her mind went blank and she experienced probably her first and most explosive silent cum of her life.

Nox's hand had surprisingly after what felt like hours of sensual teasing and touching, had ghosted beneath the waistband of her skirt.

His touch was light, maddeningly so-just the whisper of his fingertips against the thin fabric of her panties.

The tease itself had caused her mind to shut down, but her body had a violent tremor race through it, a sharp gasp breaking her lips before she tried to arch off the mattress as if she had been electrocuted by high voltage.

Her mind may have gone but her body still sought more, needing more.

But Nox remained steady.

Unmoved by her bodies desperation, he retracted his hand from within her skirt, drawing back to see his finger tips which had only lightly brushed against her panties were glistening with her complete soaking of the fabric.

He moved to take his fingers into his mouth making sure their audience saw him getting the first sacred taste.

His movement remained unhurried and precise.

A man who truly knew he had all the control in the world and intended to wield it with impunity, and without mercy.

His lips trailed down her abdomen, hot breath branding her fevered flushed skin, each kiss placed with meticulous cruelty.

A slow path downward inch by inch, skipping over the skirt itself until his touch reached her thighs and occasionally dipped to her inner thigh.

The smell of her pleasure musk wafting out from beneath her skirt.

Her fingers began to claw at the sheets of the bed, hard enough that if they were gripping his arms she could draw blood.

She had already long since surrendered to him, but still he demanded patience and as he rebuilt the lost tension from her cumming, he head lolled from side to side as her mind was still in nirvana of her post-nut clarity.

His fingers danced across her skin, and traced along her skirt waistband-just there, a tantalizing presence.

The eternal promise of more to cum.

Her legs were trembling on either side of him, parted but helplessly tense, every nerve ending in her body was drawn tight like a wire ready to snap once more.

She had been fucked by nox before, but never like this, never so carefully, so lovingly, and certainly not so torturously.

Even as she was riding her current high he was building up to her very next one.

Thanks to the system he had a perfect overview of his girls conditions.

His slow and methodical pace was entirely different than usual, he was destroying her piece by piece melting her mind bit by bit until there would be nothing left of her, than a shaking, desperate thing beneath him.

And he knew it.

Pulling back from working on teasing a previously neglected part of her, her legs.

He could see the head lolling was coming to an end, and just as her mind started to return he was prepared to deliver another high kick to her senses.

Her chest was already rising and falling fast, with rapid breaths building up to another explosion.

And just before she was returned to the room, he shot forwards, head dipping under her skirt and delivered a soft and simple kiss down onto the soaked fabric resting atop her pussy.

And before she could even feel what was happening to her, a new blast of white came and wiped out her re-assembling consciousness as she was hit with another cum.

Licking his lips at the taste that was coating them now, he pulled back and with her body complelty limp after entering her second successive cumming he in one swift motion pulled off her skirt and revealed the black lacy panties previously hidden before.

And showed just how aroused she was as the panties and inner thighs were soaked completly.

Nox's plan was simple his torture was multi-fold.

Starting with the ever so slow build up, that would then turn into a series of never ending mini-cum that while satisfying would not be mind blowing, and then for the finale would come the mega cum when as a couplet they would cum together.

Her mind was gone again for now, but that didn't mean Nox couldn't work to rebuild the lost tension to prepare for the next surgical strike.

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Brandon was screaming bloody murder once again.

His raw throat was bloody now as he forced the screams out.

Exhausted as he was, he was renewed with energy as his fists slammed against the barrier over and over again.

Blood from his fingers smearing against the unyielding surface but he didn't care, he was so enraged he could not feel it.

The sight before him was consuming him whole.

His sister-his beautiful, perfect and pure sister Amelia-laid out practically naked beneath another man had just screamed out as she came for the second time, writhing and gasping utterly lost in Nox's touch.

Her hands clenched desperately at the sheets offering herself completely to one who did not even remotely deserve it.

Her skirt, one of her last lines of defense-her last shred of modesty-was peeled away when she could not resist.

She was incapable of fighting it.

Maybe she even wanted it...

Brandon's body was seized by this thought, NO!

She can't want him, she's mine!

Still forcibly held in place and forced to watch on thanks to the system gas.

His desire to make her his was still ever present in his mind, his own arosal having never disappeared but the level of his rage had reached new heights 500% higher than when he first started watching this encounter.

But seeing Nox smirking over Amelia's trembling bare form.

Occasionally casting his glances over, Broke him.

Everything he and his friends had done over the years was coming back to bite him in the ass, he had fulfilled almost everyone of his desires at the expense of others save for his most precious, and now one of those who'd paid the cost of his earlier pleasures was taking his greatest away from him and making sure he was made to watch when it happened.