The Heart System

Chapter 797: Chapter 797

I pulled out of her, then hooked an arm around her waist and started walking us backward toward the bed while still holding her against me. Ivy was forced to shuffle along with me, facing the door the whole time.

When the back of my legs hit the mattress I sat down and pulled her with me. She landed on top of me with a small bounce.

”I could’ve fallen, you idiot,” she muttered.

”Come on. Stick it back inside.”

”You’re impossible...”

”That I am.”

From this angle I had a perfect view of her back. Ivy lifted her hips, reached down between us, grabbed my cock, and guided it back into her wet pussy. She sank down onto me with a soft, shaky breath, her tight heat slowly swallowing every thick inch until she was fully seated on my lap.

”Damn... so veiny,” she whispered, rocking her hips in a slow circle. ”And you’re throbbing like crazy, dude. You really love fucking me behind Mom’s back, don’t you?”

”Yeah. Well, guilty.”

She let out a breathy little scoff and started moving properly, lifting herself up and dropping back down. The wet sound of her pussy sliding along my cock filled the quiet bedroom.

”I bet you’ve been wanting this since the first day we met,” she continued, voice low and teasing even as she rode me. ”The second you saw me you were already thinking about bending me over, huh? Probably jerked off thinking about your ’friend’ Ivy’s pussy and then smiled at me the next day like nothing happened.”

I didn’t answer. I just gripped her hips tighter and thrust up to meet her.

”Don’t even try to deny it,” she went on, bouncing a little harder. ”Look at how hard you are right now. You’re buried in me while my mom’s just down the hall and you’re throbbing even harder. You’re such a fucking pervert. Does that turn you on even more?”

I still didn’t answer. Instead I started thrusting up into her from below in earnest, gripping her soft hips as she rode me in reverse. Every time she dropped down I pushed up to meet her, burying myself deep. The wet, rhythmic sound of her pussy taking my cock grew louder.

”And somehow,” she panted, ”I never realized I was friends with such a huge pervert.”

”No comment,” I finally muttered. ”No comment at all. None.”

I kept thrusting up into her, watching her soft ass bounce against me with every impact. Ivy braced one hand on the mattress and leaned back a little, eyes fluttering as she started meeting my thrusts more urgently. Her breathing grew heavier. I could feel her getting tighter around me.

”Look at you,” I said, voice low. ”Sitting on my cock in your own bedroom while your mom’s right down the hall. Riding me like you can’t get enough. That tight little pussy is gripping me so good...”

Ivy let out a quiet, frustrated laugh that turned into a moan. ”Shut up and just fuck me, you absolute freak.”

”Ouch.”

I thrust up harder, making her ass bounce. She bit her lip and kept moving, her pussy clenching around me with every upward stroke.

”You’re close already, aren’t you?” I said, squeezing her hips. ”Gonna cum on your pervert friend’s cock while your mom has no idea what’s happening in here.”

Ivy’s only answer was a soft, strained moan as she shut her eyes tighter, clearly right on the edge, her wet heat fluttering around my cock with every deep thrust.

I kept thrusting up into her from below, gripping her soft hips tightly as she rode me in reverse. Every upward snap of my hips drove my cock deep into her wet pussy, the lewd, slick sounds of our bodies filling the quiet bedroom. Ivy’s breathing grew heavier, her movements becoming less controlled as the pleasure built.

She started moaning under her breath, then began bouncing harder on my cock, lifting herself higher and dropping down with more force. Her soft ass slapped against my hips with every descent, the wet impact echoing softly in the room. I could feel her getting closer; her pussy clenched tighter around me with each thrust, fluttering and squeezing as if trying to pull me even deeper.

”Fuck... just like that,” I muttered, voice rough. ”Ride your pervert friend’s cock like the dirty girl you are. Your mom’s right down the hall and you’re bouncing on me like you can’t get enough.”

Ivy’s moans grew louder. She tried to keep them quiet, but a sharper cry slipped out before she quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. Instead of bouncing she switched to grinding, rolling her hips in tight, desperate circles while staying fully seated on my cock. The new friction was intense. Her wet walls dragged along my shaft with every slow, grinding movement, her clit rubbing against me as she chased her orgasm.

I could feel her getting closer by the second. Her pussy kept tightening in rhythmic pulses, gripping me harder and harder. The taboo of it all only made everything hotter, fucking my friend in her own bedroom while her mother was just down the hall, completely unaware that her daughter was currently impaled on my cock and grinding herself toward climax.

”Gonna soak my cock while your mom has no idea her daughter is getting fucked senseless right now. Look at you... hand over your mouth so you don’t scream, grinding on me. You love this shit, huh?”

”Shut... up...”

Ivy’s only response was a muffled, high-pitched moan against her palm. Her hips moved faster, grinding harder, her soft ass pressing down against me with every roll. I slapped one of her cheeks lightly, then gripped both of them and helped her move, pulling her down onto my cock as I thrust up.

”That’s it... cum for me,” I continued, voice low and filthy.

”Ev...an...”

Her body suddenly tensed. A broken, muffled scream vibrated against her hand as she came hard. Her pussy clamped down around my cock in powerful spasms, squeezing me so tightly it almost hurt. She gushed around me, warm wetness spilling down my shaft and soaking my balls and the sheets beneath us. Her whole body trembled as the orgasm ripped through her, thighs shaking, back arching, soft moans still leaking out from behind her palm while her walls pulsed and fluttered wildly around my cock.

I didn’t stop. I kept thrusting up into her spasming heat, fucking her through the climax, savoring every tight pulse and the filthy knowledge of what we were doing.