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Chapter 33: Rizal (Act 10)
Lina’s legs trembled uncontrollably as Rizal continued to thrust into her, his hands roaming across her body with a primal urgency that left her breathless. She hated herself for the way her body responded, but she couldn’t deny the electric pleasure coursing through her veins. She was trapped not just by Rizal, but by the dark, intoxicating desire that seemed to consume them both.
After 15 relentless minutes, Rizal stepped back, sweat pouring down his face and chest. His breathing was heavy, his body glistening under the dim light of the alley. He took a moment to strip off his shirt, letting it fall to the ground, before kicking his pants off completely from his ankles. Lina leaned against the wall, catching her breath, her body still throbbing from the relentless pounding.
Without hesitation, Rizal moved closer again, his hands tugging at her blouse. Lina didn’t protest this time. She simply endured, her mind a whirlwind of shame and arousal. He peeled off her blouse and bra, letting them fall to the ground beside his discarded clothes. Her heavy breasts bounced free, nipples hardened from the cool night air. Next, he unzipped her skirt and tugged it down, leaving her completely naked before him.
Rizal stepped back for a moment, drinking in the sight of her full, round breasts, her pregnant belly, and the curve of her ass. He exhaled sharply, his cock twitching with anticipation. Without warning, he grabbed her hips and entered her again, this time both of them fully naked, their bodies pressed tightly together in the narrow alley.
Lina’s nerves flared as the reality of their situation hit her that they were out in the open, exposed to anyone who might pass by. Yet, despite the risk, a part of her felt a twisted thrill at the thought. Rizal’s thrusts grew more forceful, his hands alternating between gripping her hips and kneading her breasts. The slapping sound of their bodies colliding echoed in the quiet alley, a symphony of raw passion.
“I can’t… I can’t stand anymore,” Lina pleaded, her voice trembling. “Please, hurry.”
Rizal smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. He had a better idea. Since the alley was so narrow, he gently guided her onto all fours, positioning her on top of his discarded clothes with her body facing the main road. Lina gasped in embarrassment, her cheeks burning. “No… not like this,” she whispered, but Rizal ignored her protest.
His gaze locked onto her other hole; her tight, untouched asshole. A devious grin spread across his face as he leaned down and began to lick it slowly, teasingly. Lina whimpered, shaking her head. “Not there… please… not there.” But her words fell on deaf ears as Rizal’s tongue worked its magic, sending shivers of forbidden pleasure through her body.
Before she could react further, Rizal positioned himself at her asshole, the tip of his cock pressing against the tight ring of muscle. With a slow, deliberate push, he entered her. Lina gasped, her hands gripping the rough tarmac beneath her. Rizal groaned deeply, the sensation unlike anything he’d ever felt before. Her asshole was impossibly tight, almost suffocating his cock in the most exquisite way.
“This… is going to be the hardest one yet,” Rizal growled between thrusts, his voice thick with desire. “But also the most pleasurable.”
Lina had no choice but to endure. She had already climaxed three times, and now her body was being pushed to its limits. Rizal pounded her ass with the ferocity of a wild animal, his hips slamming into her relentlessly. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the air, mingling with Lina’s soft whimpers and Rizal’s guttural groans.
Thirty minutes passed in a blur of ecstasy and exhaustion. Rizal showed no signs of slowing down, his stamina seemingly endless. Lina, who had once been consumed by shame, now found herself lost in the pleasure, her inhibitions stripped away by the intensity of their coupling.
Finally, with a deep, guttural groan, Rizal bucked his hips and came hard inside her ass. He pumped into her until he was completely spent, then collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving as they both lay there in the aftermath of their shared intensity.
They lay there for five long minutes, their bodies intertwined in the aftermath of their raw, unbridled passion. The alley was silent except for their labored breathing, the air thick with the scent of sweat and arousal. Rizal’s chest rose and fell against Lina’s back, his hands still resting lightly on her hips as though he was reluctant to let go. Slowly, he shifted, helping her sit up with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with the ferocity of their encounter just moments ago.
Neither of them spoke as they dressed, the weight of what had happened hanging heavily between them. Lina didn’t bother to wipe the sticky residue from her body, the humiliation of it all somehow mingling with a strange, empowering sensation. She had never been taken like that before, out in the open, exposed to the world, yet completely overpowered by the intensity of it. Her skirt clung to her legs as she smoothed it down, her hands trembling slightly.
Lina’s legs trembled uncontrollably as Rizal continued to thrust into her, his hands roaming across her body with a primal urgency that left her breathless. She hated herself for the way her body responded, but she couldn’t deny the electric pleasure coursing through her veins. She was trapped not just by Rizal, but by the dark, intoxicating desire that seemed to consume them both.
After 15 relentless minutes, Rizal stepped back, sweat pouring down his face and chest. His breathing was heavy, his body glistening under the dim light of the alley. He took a moment to strip off his shirt, letting it fall to the ground, before kicking his pants off completely from his ankles. Lina leaned against the wall, catching her breath, her body still throbbing from the relentless pounding.
Without hesitation, Rizal moved closer again, his hands tugging at her blouse. Lina didn’t protest this time. She simply endured, her mind a whirlwind of shame and arousal. He peeled off her blouse and bra, letting them fall to the ground beside his discarded clothes. Her heavy breasts bounced free, nipples hardened from the cool night air. Next, he unzipped her skirt and tugged it down, leaving her completely naked before him.
Rizal stepped back for a moment, drinking in the sight of her full, round breasts, her pregnant belly, and the curve of her ass. He exhaled sharply, his cock twitching with anticipation. Without warning, he grabbed her hips and entered her again, this time both of them fully naked, their bodies pressed tightly together in the narrow alley.
Lina’s nerves flared as the reality of their situation hit her that they were out in the open, exposed to anyone who might pass by. Yet, despite the risk, a part of her felt a twisted thrill at the thought. Rizal’s thrusts grew more forceful, his hands alternating between gripping her hips and kneading her breasts. The slapping sound of their bodies colliding echoed in the quiet alley, a symphony of raw passion.
“I can’t… I can’t stand anymore,” Lina pleaded, her voice trembling. “Please, hurry.”
Rizal smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. He had a better idea. Since the alley was so narrow, he gently guided her onto all fours, positioning her on top of his discarded clothes with her body facing the main road. Lina gasped in embarrassment, her cheeks burning. “No… not like this,” she whispered, but Rizal ignored her protest.
His gaze locked onto her other hole; her tight, untouched asshole. A devious grin spread across his face as he leaned down and began to lick it slowly, teasingly. Lina whimpered, shaking her head. “Not there… please… not there.” But her words fell on deaf ears as Rizal’s tongue worked its magic, sending shivers of forbidden pleasure through her body.
Before she could react further, Rizal positioned himself at her asshole, the tip of his cock pressing against the tight ring of muscle. With a slow, deliberate push, he entered her. Lina gasped, her hands gripping the rough tarmac beneath her. Rizal groaned deeply, the sensation unlike anything he’d ever felt before. Her asshole was impossibly tight, almost suffocating his cock in the most exquisite way.
“This… is going to be the hardest one yet,” Rizal growled between thrusts, his voice thick with desire. “But also the most pleasurable.”
Lina had no choice but to endure. She had already climaxed three times, and now her body was being pushed to its limits. Rizal pounded her ass with the ferocity of a wild animal, his hips slamming into her relentlessly. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the air, mingling with Lina’s soft whimpers and Rizal’s guttural groans.
Thirty minutes passed in a blur of ecstasy and exhaustion. Rizal showed no signs of slowing down, his stamina seemingly endless. Lina, who had once been consumed by shame, now found herself lost in the pleasure, her inhibitions stripped away by the intensity of their coupling.
Finally, with a deep, guttural groan, Rizal bucked his hips and came hard inside her ass. He pumped into her until he was completely spent, then collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving as they both lay there in the aftermath of their shared intensity.
They lay there for five long minutes, their bodies intertwined in the aftermath of their raw, unbridled passion. The alley was silent except for their labored breathing, the air thick with the scent of sweat and arousal. Rizal’s chest rose and fell against Lina’s back, his hands still resting lightly on her hips as though he was reluctant to let go. Slowly, he shifted, helping her sit up with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with the ferocity of their encounter just moments ago.
Neither of them spoke as they dressed, the weight of what had happened hanging heavily between them. Lina didn’t bother to wipe the sticky residue from her body, the humiliation of it all somehow mingling with a strange, empowering sensation. She had never been taken like that before, out in the open, exposed to the world, yet completely overpowered by the intensity of it. Her skirt clung to her legs as she smoothed it down, her hands trembling slightly.
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