Ethan P. O. V
“Ah-nnh-hmng!”
I put my two fingers inside her pussy, and it felt so wet. I felt a thick liquid seeping out of there. It’s just the further I put my finger, I think a little that the uterus is quite far away. I can’t reach it with just a finger, and she doesn’t seem affected by my actions. The uterus stays in place, not moving an inch to touch the tip of my finger.
I complimented myself on my actions because I let out only after letting her inhale more pheromones.
For the first time, I saw how a woman was affected so much towards my pheromones, and it made me very aroused, even more aroused by the erotic sounds she emitted. Long enough for me to reach her first climax. I’m not sure if I will be able to do that, but I won’t be able to do that.
Claire whimpered; she almost lost consciousness, but I immediately kissed her, made her come back and pushed my chest with what little energy she had left.
“Let me go! Please,” she said in a disjointed tone and gasped as if she was indeed trying to get some air for herself with difficulty.
“You’re arrogant and brave enough to push me like that,” I said, praising her courage.
“It’s because you did something like this to me! A-ha! I-” she continued with a sigh. My finger is still in her pussy.
Since she was already cumming, then I took my finger out of there. Claire was still breathing heavily and looked a little overwhelmed, but I didn’t let her stop, just to catch her breath. I lifted her legs, straddled in front of me, revealing a thick pussy with fine hairs that looked like they had just grown, but that made me feel attracted.
“Don’t look!” she squealed, covering her pussy with her hands while forbidding me to look at her like that.
“Why not? Are you going to get hurt if I keep staring at this pussy?”
“You have no right to do this to me!” Claire yelled at me.
But what is the use of a snap? No one can ever control me, especially when I am about to enjoy a delicious dish in front of me.
“Why not? Then what about I paid you for all the food your friends ordered this afternoon.”
Claire was silent. She instantly looked limp. She was scared but couldn’t fight me either. When I opened my eyes, I could see that she was a beautiful girl with big eyes, a small sharp nose, and charming thin lips.
“Good girl. I like submissive girls like you.” I say, praise.
“Ah-hmp! Mmph! Ngh!”
I could feel her thighs trying to clamp my head. Still, because of our quite significant power difference, she was incapable of doing anything she wanted. The parties are responsible for evaluating the accuracy, completeness, and usefulness of all opinions, advice, services, merchandise, and other information provided generally through the service or on the Internet.
Sigh after sigh sounded very erotic to my ears, and again, she was cumming a second time. What an incredible start.
“You surprised me with all this, “I said; still, Claire, who looked unable to control herself, was getting drunk with the stimulation from the pheromone I released earlier, and now, the pheromone fills the whole car, making her want me even more.
I pulled her hand away so that she could sit down, but, being weak, as soon as she sat down, she immediately hit my chest, leaving her head there as if she was trying to listen to my heartbeat, which was as incoherent as she was right now.
“Why? Is that all you can do?”
“You bastard. Not because you’re My Alpha. You can do whatever you want.”
“Precisely because I am your Alpha. It should make you proud because I am a powerful Alpha. You can take refuge behind me for the rest of your life,” I said. As soon as she lifted her face and looked at me with burning eyes, I knew she was angry, but it was funny entertainment.
When I touched her hair, it felt so smooth, and when our faces were this close, I could confirm that she was similar to her father, Jacob Wensiker.
“What are you looking at?” she asked, still with high-sounding tension.
She stared at my veined, curved cock, almost half the size of her hand. She gulped her saliva, looking nervous but unable to resist. With trembling hands, she strove to touch my cock.
“It’s amazing, right?” I asked her.
“Open your mouth. Make me feel good,” I said to her.
He looks upset, but she likes not having the option to disobey my orders. The longer she holds herself back, the more my pheromone demands that she do something against her will. Of course, it will make her feel uncomfortable.
I sighed as her cold hands touched my cock. The hands feel very soft, and the fingers are tiny and long, with clean fingernails. I can even feel the vibration of her hand; it feels more delicious with every touch she makes.
***
I lay in the back seat with my coat as a blanket splattered underneath her clothes. There was a residue of jizz melting all over the seat, and the sweat on our bodies kept flowing even though I made sure that I had wiped all the sweat on her body using the tissue in the car. However, I seemed to release too much of my pheromone to the point that she almost lost control of herself.
I take a deep breath. This is the craziest in-car sex I’ve ever had. I looked at my watch; it was three o’clock in the morning, and it was almost five o’clock.
I removed my hair, which blocked the view and sweat. I looked at Claire’s beautiful but frail body; now, she was fast asleep. It seems unlikely that if I bring her back into the dormitory in this condition, I’m sure there will be many questions about her.
While looking at Claire, the tail of my eyes saw something moving from outside. I’m sure it’s not animals like a dog or a cat. It’s something else that’s been watching us from behind the bushes.
I pushed the front seat up, noticing the exposed bottom of the seat. Inside, there was a box containing several weapons, including a shotgun, that I immediately took; I checked the bullets I had, and then, without thinking anything, I immediately called Danny. Although I could face them alone, I couldn’t harm Claire, who was lying helpless.
“Alright, if you guys want to play around with me, let’s do it,” I said while pumping the shotgun, positioning the object ready to use.