Caroline's movements grew increasingly frenzied; straddling Jeremy, she rose and fell with
the ferocity of a beast in heat. Her hands pressed down hard on Jeremy's shoulders—her
fingernails nearly digging into his flesh—while wild desire burned in her blue eyes. Her long
golden hair lay disheveled across her shoulders, whipping back and forth with the violent
rocking of her body. Her dress had long since been hiked up to her waist, exposing her fair,
slender legs; her panties lay discarded on the floor, still damp with their shared fluids.
Beneath her tight clothing, her breasts bounced violently—their contours clearly
visible—those firm, pert mounds looking as if they might burst free from the fabric's confines
at any moment.
Jeremy panted, his breathing so rapid and ragged it sounded as if he were on the verge of
suffocating. His hands gripped Caroline's buttocks like a vise; beneath his palms, her long,
curving hips felt soft yet incredibly elastic, compelling him to squeeze them with all his might.
His cock was sheathed within her hot, wet pussy, and every thrust brought with it a dual
torment.His back arched, and a low moan escaped his throat—the sound of a slut being
thoroughly fucked into submission. "Ah... Caroline... fuck... it's so damn tight..." he gasped,
murmuring the words between ragged breaths, his eyes half-lidded as sweat trickled down
his forehead.
Caroline bit her lower lip, a flush rising to her cheeks; her exquisite features were twisted in
an expression of mingled satisfaction and insatiable hunger. "Mmm... Jeremy, your cock is
so big... it fills me up so completely... Fuck me—fuck this slut to death!" she cried out,
simultaneously accelerating the thrusting of her hips as the muscular walls of her pussy
contracted wildly, squeezing tight around his shaft. The air in the bathroom grew thick with
the scent of sex, and the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh echoed off the tiled walls.
Jeremy's legs felt somewhat weak, yet his bloodline compelled him to keep going; he could
only instinctively thrust his hips to meet her rhythm—an experience both painful and
pleasurable—feeling as though he might explode with every single thrust.
Suddenly, Caroline halted her movements. Panting heavily, she reached down, grasped
Jeremy's cock, and forcefully pulled it out. The member remained rock-hard, glistening with
her wetness as it quivered in the air. Jeremy let out a sudden groan of anguish; his body
shuddered, and he nearly lost his footing. "Fuck... don't... don't stop..." he growled, his eyes
burning with desire.
Caroline glanced down at his lower half and frowned. "These damn jeans are really getting in
the way—they're cutting off the circulation to my legs." She bent over, her breasts swaying
beneath her clothes, nearly brushing against Jeremy's abdomen. She grabbed the
waistband of his jeans and yanked them down hard, stripping both his jeans and underwear
to his ankles in one savage motion—then pulled out and kicked the tangled heap aside like it
was nothing. "There, that's better, baby. Come here." She straightened up, a teasing glint
dancing in her blue eyes, and lunged forward to capture Jeremy's lips in a kiss.
Jeremy responded instantly, his tongue sliding inside to tangle with hers. The kiss was fierce
and wet, saliva trickling down the corners of their mouths. His body was still trembling; his
heightened sensitivity meant he felt a doubled intensity—both pleasure and pain—from the
kiss itself, yet the pleasure ultimately prevailed, leaving him utterly unable to pull away. The
effects of his bloodline made it impossible for him to refuse any sexual act; his hands
instinctively wrapped around her waist, and his tongue thrust deeper into her mouth. "Mmh...
Ha..." he panted, his cock pressing against her lower abdomen—rock-hard and burning hot.
As they broke apart, Caroline licked her lips and panted, "Jeremy, you absolute animal... I've
never met anyone quite this sensitive before. Look at you, panting like that—you look just
like a little slut." She giggled, then shoved him back against the wall; the icy touch of the tiles
against his back sent a shiver down Jeremy's spine. She lifted one long, fair leg and hooked
it around his waist, while her other hand spread open her wet, eager pussy—its tender pink
lips still dripping with moisture. "Come on, let me take the lead. Fuck me, baby—fuck me
hard with that big cock of yours!"
Jeremy's cock slid right in, and that hot, slippery hole instantly swallowed him whole. He
grabbed her ass again with both hands, but this time he was bolder: he slipped a finger
directly into her tight little asshole. Caroline let out a sudden shriek: "Fuck! Jeremy, you
naughty little bad boy... sticking your finger in my ass... *Ah*... that feels so good!" She
moaned, beginning to thrust her hips wildly up and down, her pussy milking his cock and
making wet, squelching sounds.
Jeremy couldn't help but moan along: "Mmm... Caroline... your ass is so tight... *Fuck*... I
can't take it..." The pain made it hard to breathe, yet pleasure surged through his body like
an electric current; he arched his back and cried out in ecstasy.
Still moving her hips, Caroline yanked up her T-shirt and bra; her fair, perky breasts sprang
free, their pink nipples hard as cherries. She pushed her breasts right up to Jeremy's lips
and commanded, "Come on, suck them! Suck my tits hard, baby!" Jeremy opened his mouth
and latched on, gently nipping at her nipple with his teeth while his tongue licked and sucked
furiously, making wet, smacking sounds. Caroline's movements grew even faster; her ass
slammed against his thighs, the slapping sounds of their bodies growing louder until the
entire bathroom echoed with the rhythm of their thrusting and her cries of pleasure: "Ah...
yes... that sucking feels so good... your cock is hitting my cervix... fuck me to death...
Jeremy, you dirty little pervert!"
Jeremy's finger thrust in and out of her asshole, while his other hand kneaded her free
breast, squeezing and molding it in his grip. His cock throbbed with a mix of pain and
pleasure as she rode him; with every deep thrust, he felt as though he were losing his mind.
"Ah… Caroline… your slutty pussy knows just how to grip… I… I'm about to cum…" he
moaned incoherently, his mouth never leaving her nipple.
Minutes ticked by, and they remained locked in that tangled embrace. Caroline's climax hit
with explosive force; during the first wave, her entire body trembled, her wanton hole
contracting violently as she squirted a gush of hot fluid. "Ah—I'm coming! Fuck… Jeremy,
your cock is amazing!" she screamed, continuing to thrust her hips, giving neither of them a
moment to catch their breath. The second wave struck a few minutes later, her back door
spasming under the stimulation of his fingers. "Mmh… my ass wants it too… fuck me in the
back… oh God!" By the third wave, she was practically sobbing. "Jeremy… I love you so
much… cum inside me… cum it all into this slut!
Jeremy had held out for a full fifty-nine minutes, his heightened sensitivity making every
second feel like a dizzying dance between hell and heaven. Finally, under the intense
squeezing of Caroline's third climax, he let out a low growl. "Fuck… I'm cumming… I'm
giving it all to you!" Scorching hot semen surged deep inside her, and his entire body went
limp; he slid down to sit limply on the floor. His cock finally went soft—though it still throbbed
with a dull ache—and he sighed in relief, panting as he rubbed it gently. "Ah… finally… it's
gone soft…"
Caroline, however, showed not a hint of fatigue. She climbed off him, bent down to retrieve
her panties, and leisurely pulled them back on. Her pale, long legs were still trembling
slightly, yet her body felt stronger than ever before, as if an inexhaustible reservoir of power
was surging through her muscles. She looked at Jeremy, a flicker of suspicion crossing her
blue eyes: *This guy… why is it that after fucking him for so long, I don't feel tired at all?
Instead, I feel even more energized?* Something felt off—was he hiding a secret? But she
quickly shook her head to cast the thought aside; it was absurd—it must just be a
hallucination. She smiled and said, "See? Your problem is solved. Now get up, baby—don't
let anyone walk in and catch us looking like such a mess."
Jeremy nodded, struggling to his feet; he scooped up his jeans and underwear from the floor
and hurriedly pulled them on. His cock had gone soft, yet the lingering sensitivity remained,
leaving his legs feeling a bit shaky as he walked. They tidied their clothes—Caroline
smoothed her blonde hair and skirt while Jeremy buttoned his fly—and then the two of them
quietly slipped out of the bathroom, heading toward their respective classrooms. The hallway
was deserted; no one noticed the flushed faces or disheveled appearances of the pair.
Jeremy barely managed to sit through his next class, but the moment the bell rang, he
couldn't hold out any longer. His groin was beginning to throb and stiffen once again; that
damned bloodline gave him no peace, not even for a single moment. He grabbed his
backpack, hurried out of the school, and walked all the way home. By the time he pushed
open the front door, dusk had already begun to settle. A note lay on the living room table,
written in Jenna's hand: "Jeremy, I've gone to the next town over to handle some work and
won't be back until later. There's food in the fridge—just heat it up yourself. Love, Jenna." He
sighed as Jenna's voluptuous figure flashed through his mind—her beautiful breasts, her
creamy-white skin, her hips so wide they seemed disproportionate to her upper body, and
her long, alluring legs. But right now, he couldn't spare the energy to think about her. The
house was empty; he was completely alone until his older sister, Elena, returned.