You want a Pounding? I will give you one!

But Melinda didn't stop after Virelle's climax—no, she only got rougher.

Her pussy tightened around Virelle's still-pulsing cock, gripping it with force, almost like she was trying to squeeze it dry…

But it wasn't cruel—it was maddeningly good.

"Aaah~ N-No, don't! It's too much! Too stimulating!"

Virelle cried out, her voice desperate, almost cracking.

Her entire body trembled as Melinda's pussy's grip grew firmer.

It felt like her cock was being softly scraped from the inside—each motion making her twitch and jolt.

The sensation was a blend of sweet pain and overwhelming pleasure, her already sensitive body writhing under Melinda's relentless strokes.

Melinda only smirked at the reaction.

Virelle's cries to stop seemed to excite her more.

Her pace quickened.

The wet sound of pussy meeting slick flesh grew louder, harsher.

CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.

Each slap of Melinda's hips against Virelle's trembling thighs echoed through the room—lewd, sharp, and soaked with arousal.

Her pussy, now dripping with cream, slid up and down with obscene ease.

The squelching was shameless.

Squelch. Schlk. Splurp.

Every pump squeezed out more of Virelle's leftover semen—spurting, dribbling, squirting from Melinda's pussy as it clapped against her legs.

The bed beneath them had become a soaked mess—slick and wet. Rivulets of cream trailed down Virelle's thighs, streaming in glistening lines, pooling onto the sheets like a creamy river.

Sometimes, when Melinda got too forceful, the pressure would send a sudden squirt bursting from between her pussy's gap—spraying the sheets with raw, sticky heat.

Melinda's face was flushed now, eyes wild with desire, and her hips kept moving, relentless. Her breathing grew ragged—her voice hoarse and trembling with rising heat.

"Just a little more… just some more~!"

She moaned through gritted teeth, her hips moving faster now, pussy gliding up and down with growing desperation.

Virelle's body reacted instantly to the quickening pace. She felt it too—that familiar tightening, the throbbing heat building once more inside her.

Her body was already oversensitive, yet her climax surged up again like a crashing wave.

"Ahh~! It's coming again~! U-Ummmm!"

Her spine arched high as her legs pushed up, then slammed back down into the mattress. Her hips bucked to match the rhythm of Melinda's hips, grinding in sync—desperate, wild, unfiltered.

And then—together—Their moans clashed in the air, sharp and raw.

"Ahhhh! I'm cumming~!"

"I came again~!"

Different words—same peak.

Their bodies convulsed in tandem as white-hot ecstasy erupted.

From Melinda's pussy, a sudden jet of white, water-like liquid squirted upward—spraying directly onto Virelle's flushed face.

Melinda's back arched violently as she kept releasing, her legs trembling, her fingers twitching from the overwhelming rush.

Virelle clutched the soaked mattress beneath her with both hands, her own hip raised high—still connected to Melinda's squashy hip.

Her cock pulsed violently again, spurting thick cream of sperm into Melinda's slick, already overflowing pussy. Each burst sent heat up through her pussy walls—wave after wave.

Splurt. Squelch. Splurt.

Sticky, wet sounds echoed as the cream continued to spill, trailing down their skin, dripping off the bed in long, messy streams.

They stayed locked like that—bodies shaking, breathing hard, hands and thighs trembling from release—as the room filled with the scent and sound of their shared climax.

At last, Virelle pushed out the final spurt of her sperm into Melinda's pussy.

Her legs gave out beneath her, trembling uncontrollably before collapsing onto the bed.

With her support gone, Melinda—who had been leaning forward—fell as well, landing right on top of her.

Their bodies pressed together, skin slick, breath ragged.

It felt like they had just run the longest race of their lives.

And in a way—they had.

Especially for Virelle.

This was her first taste of sex, and it had left her completely overwhelmed.

Doing it with someone as experienced and untamed as Melinda made it all the more intense.

She honestly felt like she might pass out at any moment.

Her face, now coated in Melinda's release, looked utterly ruined—beautifully so.

Strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, her forehead smeared, and thick white fluid trailed down into her mouth.

She could taste it.

A strange saltiness.

Slimy, thick… but oddly sweet.

Like some forbidden, creamy treat.

Melinda, too, was basking in the afterglow.

Her pussy still trembled as small spurts of Virelle's semen cream dripped out like a broken hose.

Each motion of her hips forced out soft, squelching squirts, until—finally—Virelle's now flaccid cock slipped free, spent and completely limp.

It had softened completely, retreating into its turtle-neck state—now clearly revealing why no one had noticed its true size earlier. Only when it stood proud did its monstrous thickness become known.

'But this is only the beginning…'

Melinda licked her lips, an evil grin slowly stretching across her gorgeous orcish face.

The evening glow of sun set reflected off her sharp eyes, filled with hunger.

'We still have the whole night left…'

Melinda slowly lifted herself off Virelle with a heavy groan, her limbs trembling from the intense release. She rolled over onto her side and smirked.

"Now it's your turn to fuck me," she said with a teasing glint in her eyes.

Without waiting, she lifted her legs and spread her thighs, clearly positioning herself to be pampered next.

Virelle, however, looked half-asleep. Her eyes were barely open, her chest rising and falling as if she had just survived a war.

"I don't think I can…" she mumbled, voice weak. "I'm completely spent…"

Melinda chuckled darkly.

"Don't worry. I'll help you stand back up."

Before Virelle could protest, Melinda's hand reached down again—grabbing her soft cock and stroking it slowly.

The sudden stimulation made Virelle jolt.

"No! Please don't... I-I can't take more..." she gasped, trembling from the overstimulation.

It hurt—but it also sent waves of pleasure through her sensitive core.

"You still have energy," Melinda purred. "You just don't realize it yet."

Virelle's mind struggled for an answer—until she suddenly remembered.

'Ah… right. The system…!'

With a breathless moan in her thoughts, she focused her mind and summoned the interface.

[Menu]

A soft ping echoed in her mind as a holographic window appeared.

{ Instant Regeneration God System }

[Status]

[Appraise]

[Inventory]

[Instant Regeneration]

Without hesitation, she selected [Instant Regeneration], and a new prompt opened.

[Do you want to use Instant Regeneration function?]

[Yes] [No]

Her hand trembled, her cock twitching once more under Melinda's teasing touch.

"Ahh~"

A moan escaped her lips as she mentally pressed [Yes].

Instantly, a wave of soothing balm-like warmth flooded her entire body.

Her muscles pulsed, her nerves sang. Her flaccid cock twitched—and then began to swell with power once again.

Cream dripped out in a soft pulse from just the sheer divine pleasure of the regeneration.

And then…

[EXP Gained: +630]

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

[Willpower: +1]

[Intelligence: +3]

[Endurance: +1]

[Agility: +2]

She gasped as clarity filled her mind. Strength and stamina surged through her veins—no, even more than before. She felt invincible.

"Ahhh~"

Another moan tore from her lips as Melinda's palm squished her now-revived cock again.

Virelle blinked and finally snapped back to the present, locking eyes with the orcish beauty at her side that was looking at her with a maddened, lust-soaked grin.

Melinda tilted her head and sneered playfully.

"What are you waiting for? It's already standing."

Virelle sighed—mentally giving up on allocating her stat points for now.

'Let's just deal with this crazy bitch first…'

She sat up, her palm squishing into the soaked mattress beneath her. Looking at her hand, she noticed it was coated in thick cream—her own. The sheets were drenched. Sticky, wet, and messy.

'I... did all this?'

She was stunned by how much fluid she'd released. Though some of it was Melinda's, it was still... a lot.

She didn't get long to think.

Melinda stretched one leg out, then used her inner thigh to pull Virelle closer.

"What are you zoning out for? Fuck me, bitch."

Virelle groaned.

'Fine. If she wants a pounding, I'll give her one she'll never forget.'

She looked down at Melinda—naked, save for the beast-hide frock clinging uselessly to her hips. Now, it didn't even hid her pussy anymore.

Virelle can see from the folds of her pussy, thick white cream of her sperm was dripping out—flowing down in wet trails, sliding through her ass crack.

The sight alone made Virelle's body throb with renewed arousal.

'Hahh… I'll fuck this damn pussy all night. Let's see how much she can take.'

Aligning herself, Virelle placed her cock at the entrance of Melinda's vagina. 

And, slowly, deliberately, she slid in—sinking deep into the warm, wet tunnel until she felt the pressure of her pussy walls.

"Ugh~"

"Ahhh~"

Both of them moaned together as they were joined again.

Melinda's eyes gleamed with lust.

"Now… fuck me—As rough as you can. AS HARD AS YOU CAN!"

Her voice echoed across the room like a roar.

"YES!" Virelle shouted back, gripping Melinda's thighs.

With a powerful thrust, she pulled back—then slammed in.

"OHhh!"

"Ugh~!"

Melinda screamed, her moans wild and raw.

Virelle's cock was getting squeezed so tight inside her pussy, she groaned deeply with each pump.

But she didn't stop.

The wet claps started again—flesh smacking against flesh, louder and harder.

CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.

Squelch. Splurt. Squelch.

This time, it was Virelle taking charge.

Cream sprayed from Melinda's pussy with every hit, spurting with each thrust.

They fell into a new rhythm—same intensity, different positions, different dominance.

But the heat… the lust…

That remained the same.