Chapter 43 Breaking? (R-18)

As soon as his hand touched her clitoris, fear appeared in her eyes, and she tried to say something, but Kevin didn’t allow her to speak and gently pushed his penis further down her throat. Despite her attempts to push him away, Kevin held her hands in one hand, saying, “Hey, you asked for it, right? As a man, it’s my duty to fulfill my woman’s desires, or else she might become someone else’s woman.”

With fear in her eyes, she looked at Kevin, attempting to convey that she couldn’t handle any more stimulation. However, she wasn’t aware that Kevin knew this, but still desired to stimulate her further. “Hey, don’t move. Just let me do what you want,” he said.

‘But, I don’t want it anymore…’ she thought in her mind, afraid that even one more minute of simulation could push her to her breaking point. She feared becoming a slave to pleasure, an insatiable creature driven solely by lust, unable to resist the allure of pleasure and seeking it from anyone who could provide it.

Not wanting to let Kevin do this with her, Venice kept squirming her body. Annoyed by her resistance, Kevin withdrew his penis from her mouth and made her sit with her back resting against his body. He firmly grasped her plump figure with one arm, restricting her arms’ movement. Her legs were shaking from all the orgasms she had, and now they were spread open. Feeling vulnerable, she closed her legs, trying to hide her vagina within her fat thighs.

Kevin noticed her discomfort and remarked, “You said I could enjoy you as much as I want, but now you won’t even let me touch your vagina.”

“Please, Kevin… I can’t… anymore… it will break me…” Venice pleaded, her eyes almost filled with tears as she tried to free her arms from Kevin’s grasp.

“Well, if you say it like that, it seems like I am forcing you,” Kevin said, his smile fading slightly. He continued, “How about if I only touch you for a minute? It’s okay, right?”

“No… I can’t… I can’t bear it, please…” she refused, looking at Kevin with teary eyes. She added, “Please, not today…”

Kevin observed her teary face and the fear in her eyes. It was not fear of him, nor fear of something else; it was fear of intense pleasure. Kevin found himself enjoying this, wanting her to overcome this fear and understand what she was missing. With that thought, he loosened his grasp and said, “Then how about if you do it yourself? Just for a minute, and if you think it’s too much, you can stop.”

Once again, her confused mind couldn’t think of anything. She wanted to please Kevin, for some reason, but she also didn’t want to lose herself in it. So, contemplating how she should proceed, she decided to touch herself.

She pulled her hand out from Kevin’s grasp and reached towards her vagina, spreading her trembling legs.

Kevin smirked at her action and said, “Wait, let me record this.” He slid his finger on his watch, and a small flying camera detached and hovered in front of the naked couple, capturing the scene from the best angle, mostly focusing on Venice.𝚘𝓥ℯ𝑳𝐞xt.𝐂𝑂𝓂

Venice paid no mind to the camera recording her, too caught up in the moment to be embarrassed by its presence. Her trembling hand slowly explored her sensitive vagina, causing her body to shudder and arch as she tried to escape from Kevin’s firm grasp.

*haaa haaa* ‘Why is my body so sensitive?’ breathing heavily, she pondered, attempting to come to terms with the overwhelming sensations coursing through her.

Kevin appeared to know the answer to her question, likely due to his increased power. The density and quantity of his yang qi had risen, which was now freely circulating within Venice’s body, creating an almost sauna-like experience and heightening her sensitivity.

She caressed her vaginal folds slowly, being cautious not to apply too much pressure, afraid it might trigger another orgasm. Kevin observed her tender exploration of herself, hearing soft moans escape her throat. His hands moved to her breasts, where he playfully teased her sensitive nipples.

“You masturbate like a virgin, let me help you,” Kevin suggested, rolling his finger around her responsive nipples.

“Nghhh, I don’t need any help,” Venice reiterated, her expression still pained by the intense stimulation. She instinctively closed her eyes tightly, trying to cope with the heightened sensations.

“I insist,” Kevin said, smirking mischievously. He pinched her nipples, causing her body to arch again and her thighs to close, attempting to lessen the pressure caused by his touch on her sensitive nipples.

However, it had the opposite effect. As she shut her thighs tightly, her hand inadvertently pressed in between them, applying pressure to her vagina. This caused her body to remain in a state of shock, prolonging the intense sensations.

“Ahhh,” Kevin took her pinched nipples between his fingers and pulled them up, causing her body to rise in response, and she moaned once more.

“No… don’t pull them,” Venice moaned, her eyes still closed, attempting to free her nipples from Kevin’s firm grasp.

“Then move your hand fast,” Kevin instructed, observing that she was merely passing the time he had given her to touch herself.

‘Sia was right, he really is a bastard,’ Venice cursed Kevin in her mind. Her friend had warned her about his true nature, but she had refused to believe it.

However, now she found herself with no other choice but to obey him. Reluctantly, she opened her thighs and began moving her finger up and down her outer folds. With a deep breath, she finally inserted her finger.

“Haaaa, haaaha, aahhhh,” Venice breathed heavily as her finger made contact with her bumpy vaginal walls. She paused for a second to adjust to the sensation before starting to move her finger slowly.

Kevin had stopped pinching her nipples and was now gently fondling her breasts, causing her nipples to rub against each other. Although it was still too sensitive for Venice, she endured it.

‘Just a few more seconds, Venice,’ she whispered to herself, as only a dozen seconds remained until she reached the time limit he had given her to touch herself.

With determination, Venice increased the speed of her fingering, fearing Kevin would pinch her nipples again and force her to orgasm prematurely. This way, she could still have some control over the sensations, even if it was tormenting her a bit.

As the minute drew closer, time seemed to slow down, but Venice’s speed remained constant, if not a bit faster. With only a second remaining, her face displayed a mix of happiness. But just then she frowned, and fear appeared in her eyes.

“Noooooo,” she exclaimed as she saw Kevin’s hand approaching her vagina, nearly touching her hard clitoris.