Ren hooked his fingers into the waistband and slowly pulled her panties down. They were soaked—sticky against her skin, leaving a wet trail as they slid over her hips, down her thighs. She stepped out of them, and he let them drop.
His palm found her there—pressed flat against the her pussy, wet and slippery, coated in her own juices overflowed from her vergina. He rubbed slowly, deliberately, feeling the heat radiating off from there, the wetness coating his fingers like oil.
Shhhk. Shhhk. Shhhk.
She let out a soft moan.
Mmm…
The wet slide of his palm against her pussy .
Nnnhh...
Her moan fading into the quiet.
Hhhh... hhhh...
His breathing, heavier now.
Shhhk.
He kept rubbing, slow and easy, watching her face, waiting to see if she'd make that sound again.
He looked into her eyes, a faint teasing smile playing on his lips.
"Seems like someone's juices are overflowing."
She tugged his clothes tighter.
"Don't say that…" she said in a small, shy voice.
Her face was red. Eyes lowered. Lips slightly pouted.
He paused.
His eyes widened a little.
So cute…
That was all he could think.
For a second, he just stared at her, surprised.
Then a faint smile appeared on his face.
He didn't tease her again.
But his heart was beating faster than before.
He looked at her for a moment.
"Then… I'll start moving now," he said quietly.
She hesitated only a second before giving a small nod.
Yes.
Slowly, carefully, he shifted closer.
His dam hard dick began to move against her erotic wet and slippery hot pussy in a controlled rhythm.
Not rushed.
Not rough.
Just steady.
Her breath trembled.
Mmm…
She bit her lip, trying to stay quiet.
She let out small, shaky breaths.
Mmm…
Hnn…
Ahh…
Soft.
Barely there.
Her fingers tightened against him as she tried to keep quiet.
Haah…
Her lips parted just slightly, another faint sound escaping before she could stop it.
He reached up and held her big, well shaped and cute yet sexy boobs gently.
Just firm enough to make her breath hitch.
She stiffened for a second.
"Hn—"
Her fingers tightened on his shirt again.
His hand moved slowly, testing, feeling the warmth through the fabric.
He watched her face carefully.
"You're really sensitive," he murmured.
Her cheeks burned even more.
"S-Stop talking…"
But she didn't push him away.
He leaned closer, his lips brushing near her ear.
"Then… I'm going to speed it up a bit," he whispered.
Before she could answer—
His obsidian hard dick began moving faster.
wild.
no longer slow.
Shift…
Rustle…
Wet slide....
Thump.
Wet slide...
Thump.
His breathing grew heavier.
Haah…
Hnn…
Her fingers dug into his shirt as the rhythm intensified.
"Mmm—"
She tried to keep quiet, biting her lip.
He started moving faster.
The rhythm lost its earlier restraint.
Shift…
Slick…
Wet slide…
Her breath grew uneven.
"P-Please… slow down a bit…" she whispered between heavy breaths. "Or we might get caught…"
Mmm…
Hnn…
Her small moan slipped out before she could stop it.
Ren clenched his jaw.
Yeah… if we continue like this, the Zomdogs will definitely catch us…
But—
"I can't," he muttered under his breath.
And he moved even faster.
Rustle…
Slick…
Haah…
Her fingers dug into him as another soft sound escaped her lips.
"Mmm…"
Outside—
GRRRRR—
The growl was closer now.
Too close.
Yet neither of them stopped.
He said, voice low and steady, "I've got it covered."
Before she could react—
He leaned in and captured her lips.
Mmm—
A soft, muffled sound between them.
Slick…
Warm breath mingled.
For a few seconds, there was nothing but the quiet press of his mouth against hers, sealing away the small noises that threatened to escape.
He pulled back just slightly.
A faint smile curved on his lips.
"See?" he whispered. "Now we don't have to worry about the sounds."
Her cheeks were burning.
"But—" she tried to protest, her voice still shaky.
He pulled her closer, his arms tightening around her as the kiss deepened.
Not gentle anymore.
Hungry.
Mmm—
Their breaths mixed.
Shift…
Rustle…
His grip on her waist firmed, holding her in place as his lips moved more insistently against hers.
Her heart pounded.
Thump.
Thump.
I don't want to…
That was what she told herself.
But—
Why does it feel good…?
Her fingers, which had been pushing weakly at his chest, slowly curled into his shirt instead.
A soft sound escaped her nose, muffled between their lips.
"Hnn…"
His pace grew faster.
Harder.
More desperate.
Shift—
Slick—
His hand tightened at her waist while the other pressed firmly against her big boobs, fingers moving around her nipples that made her breath break again.
"Mmm—!"
Her body trembled under him.
Ren's jaw clenched.
Oh no…
I'm going to cu—
His breathing turned ragged.
Haah…
Haah…
He buried his face against her shoulder, trying to steady himself, trying to hold back the overwhelming heat rushing through him.
His thoughts were spiraling.
If I don't make her climax … I'm done for…
His breath came in short bursts, heat clouding his mind.
His hands tightened around her boobs, twisting her nipples aggressively yet firmly.
She arched slightly at the sudden surge of sensation.
"Mmm—!"
The sound almost escaped—
But Ren leaned in instantly.
His lips captured hers in a deep kiss.
His mouth pressed fully against hers, as their lips and mouth become one,sealing her breath away, thier tounges moving slowly but intensely, swallowing the moan before it could slip out.
Mmm—
Her protest melted into the kiss.
Her mind blurred.
At this rate… I'm going to—
Her fingers clutched at him helplessly.
Ren's breathing grew heavier against her lips.
Ren covered her pussy and sexy thighs, rubbing with his cum all over her lower body—
It was thick.
Viscous.
Clinging instead of dripping.
Slow drip…
Slrk…
He glanced down briefly, then back at her flushed face.
The heavy warmth moved sluggishly, soaking the skin of her erotic, lewd body as it spread.
Drip…
Drip…
"…It's more than I thought."
She soaked it all over with juices flowing from her pussy overwhelmingly.
Drip…
Drip…
his lips crushing hers, tongue pushing deep without asking.
Slch.
Mmmph.
Wet. Messy. His tongue wrapped around hers, pulled her into his mouth, sucked slow before sliding back in.
Slch.
Nnnh.
Saliva spilled at the corner. She whimpered into him. His hand never stopped moving—shhk, shhk—spreading heat, spreading her.
Hhh...
nnnh...
slch.
---
They stepped out of the phone booth slowly.
Silence.
No growls.
No sign of the Zomdogs.
The street was empty.
Too empty.
An awkward tension hung between them. Neither of them could meet the other's eyes. Neither spoke.
Their footsteps echoed softly on the cracked pavement.
Tap…
Tap…
Then—
A massive howl tore through the air.
HOOOOOOOOOWLLLLL—
Ren's head snapped up.
"What was that?"
Lucia's voice trembled. "W-Was that a Zomdog…? But it was too loud…"
From the end of the street—
Something moved.
Not a normal Zomdog.
Bigger.
Taller.
Its body twisted with unnatural muscle, patches of exposed flesh glowing faintly beneath torn fur. Its jaw hung wider than it should, rows of jagged teeth layered inside like a nightmare.
Its eyes burned.
Not dull like the others.
Aware.
Predatory.
It stepped forward.
Thud.
The ground seemed to shake slightly.
Ren stood still.
Frozen—
Yet calm.
His eyes sharpened.
Lucia trembled beside him, fear creeping into her voice.
"Ren…"
The mutated beast lowered its head.
And then—
It growled.
GRRRRRRRRRR—