Chapter 67: Emma’s punishment 2
Eren loved every second of the scene unfolding right in front of him. Like, who could have thought that a legendary swordsmaster and fierce instructor who showed true fear to students this morning was now on her knees, giving him a submissive blowjob like her life depended on it.
’Hell yeah!’ The sight alone made him more excited than any before.
The tanned, sexy knight’s face flushed as she worked with her mouth tirelessly around his enormous cock. She tried to take in as much as her jaws could allow, and that was only half of it.
Her breath came in ragged, muffled gasps around his thick shaft as she realized she had severely underestimated the stamina required for this particular battlefield. Sensing her instinctual urge to retreat, Eren tightened his grip on her pink ponytail, holding her in place while smoothly guiding her head up and down in a steady rhythm.
Emma’s natural feminine instincts took over completely. The slick, warm friction of her tongue and saliva swaddled his length, while her free hand worked the base she couldn’t reach with her lips, pumping in perfect unison.
The sensation was so outrageously pleasurable Eren wished he could preserve the moment eternally.
Then, he felt it—a sudden, deep twitch rippling through his entire lower frame. The warning signal was loud and clear: the timer had officially run out.
Emma felt the sudden swell and twitch against her tongue and tried to desperately pull back. But Eren wasn’t about to let his captain abandon her post at the final second. With a growl, he held her head, pressing her lips tightly against his base as he delivered his hot, concentrated load directly down her throat.
"You don’t get to retreat from the frontlines now, Captain," Eren murmured, his voice thick with release. "Take it all."
He maintained his grip until her throat reflexively swallowed every last drop of his offering. Only when he was completely drained did he finally release her soft locks.
The second she was freed, Emma pulled herself back with a pop sound, collapsing onto her hands and knees as she wiped her mouth, coughing heavily. Her sun-kissed cheeks were burning nuclear red, her eyes watering as she glared up at him with fury-filled embarrassment.
"Cough—! You absolute... fucking idiot!" Emma sputtered out, her voice raspy and hoarse as she aggressively wiped her tongue with her sleeve. "How dare you force that down my throat?! That is... that is utterly, fucking disgusting—!"
Eren didn’t grant her a single second to finish her indignant blabbering as he leaned in to capture her lips once again, ruthlessly drinking in the chaotic taste of his own recent release.
The angry, blushing knight’s wild fury cooled down with a single movement.
While keeping her occupied with his mouth, Eren’s hands went to work on her remaining attire, unbuttoning her shirt and stripped away the remaining fabric, and unboxed her completely—leaving her sprawling in all her unadorned, glorious majesty.
Eren pulled back slightly to grace his eyes with the spectacular view. Her toned brown body was a masterpiece of perfection, dotted with a few pale, delicate battle scars that only heightened her raw appeal. Her beautifully sculpted, firm breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing, adorned by tight, darker nipples that seemed to perk up happily under his lewd gaze.
"You know, Captain," Eren murmured, his eyes sweeping over every inch of her display, "I don’t think I could ever get bored of seeing you like this. Those curves of yours manage to excite every single part of my body every single time."
Emma quickly turned her head to the side as she tried to hide her flustered embarrassment.
"Pervert..." she muttered under her breath, though secretly mused at his appreciation.
Having already discarded his own clothing onto the floor, Eren positioned himself between her parted knees. He reached out, gently hooking his hands beneath her knees to spread her magnificent, toned thighs wider, exposing her wet entrance.
He rested the hot, throbbing tip of his length directly against her pussy.
The mere physical contact sent a violent ripple straight through Emma’s entire body.
"Ahhh fuck~!"
As she gasped to catch her breath, Eren slowly drove his entire massive length home, sinking deep into her heat until his hips flushed flush against hers. Her impossibly tight insides clamped down around him completely, gripping his duck tightly.
Eren made a satisfied grunt, resting his weight on one elbow while his other hand pinned her waist down.
"Tell me, Captain... aren’t you ashamed of yourself?" he teased with playful malice as he began to thrust her slowly. "A high-ranking martial instructor, getting ruthlessly taken by her own student, right here in his private room, completely in secret?"
Emma’s head tossed back against the pillows, her tits bouncing with every heavy impact as his thick cock devoured her internal walls.
"I’m... a terrible knight... and a terrible instructor!" Emma cried out under the unbridled pleasure. Her eyes rolled back slightly as she gasped for air. "I’m a bad instructor... for falling so completely for a shameless idiot who fucks every girl in sight every single day!"
She dug her nails into his back, her hips rising up to meet every brutal plunge. "I love it! I love what you’re doing to my body! I love how you destroy me with this fat cock... just keep pounding me!"
Driven beyond the point of sanity by the intense pleasure, Emma wrapped his neck and pulled his lips into a wild, messy kiss. Her long legs tightly clamped his waist, locking him in place and pulling him even deeper into her kitty’s depth.
"Give me more!" she pleaded against his lips, her voice dripping with shameless submission. "Punish me for ignoring you for those four days! Don’t hold back!"
Her dirty, helpless words were like fuel for Eren’s stamina. His insides let out a triumphant roar as he locked his hips into overdrive, unleashing a relentless barrage of strokes. Emma’s sweet cries devolved into dirty, shameless moaning, her sweet walls trembling and milking his shaft with every powerful thrust.
After several glorious, sweat-drenched minutes, a sudden twitch surged through Eren’s dick, signaling the inevitable climax.
"Emma... I’m at the limit," Eren grunted out as he prepared to pull back.
Sensiting his intention, Emma’s tight inner walls clamped down around him, her legs locked tighter around his waist, refusing to let him retreat a single inch.
"No... don’t pull out," she whimpered as she looked up at him with wide, bliss-filled eyes. "Please, Eren... fill me up. Flood my inside with every single drop of your hot seed..."