Chapter 41: Strength Test (Tung)
The stage is now Tung’s.
He took his time. With the strength of a bear, he moved methodically. He gently lifted Ngan’s legs, without any difficulty, and placed them on his shoulders.
That pose is an absolute exposure.
Ngan’s entire lower body was exposed to all three of them. Her pink pussy, already wet from foreplay, gently contracted invitingly. Her plump ass was lifted off the carpet, plump and white.
“Fuck,” Minh whistled. “This position will only make my pussy splatter! Tung, be gentle!”
“Perfect angle for maximum penetration,” Jun commented, his voice unchanged. “He wants to assert his power from the start.”
Tung paid no attention to those words. He just looked at the wet cave before him. He placed the head of his large, dark cock against the entrance, then with a single, decisive thrust of his hips, he plunged all the way inside.
Pop!
A deep, rich sound rang out.
“Ah!” Ngan screamed, her hands clutching the carpet tightly. A feeling of being stretched, suddenly filled to the core by something large and hot.
Tung began to thrust. His thrusts had no technique, no variation. Just force. Deep, strong, and steady like a piston. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh “bang, bang, bang” echoed throughout the room, drowning out the roar of the fire.
“Let me have these breasts!” Minh shouted, crawling forward. He used both hands to squeeze the pair of breasts that were bouncing wildly with each of Tung’s thrusts. He kneaded them mercilessly, rubbing her nipples roughly.
Quan, meanwhile, knelt quietly beside her. He put a finger in his mouth to wet it, then found Ngan’s swollen clitoris and began to rub it gently and regularly.
Ngan was going crazy. She was being attacked from all sides.
“Does it feel good, sis?” Tung growled, his voice breaking between thrusts. “Is my cock big? Your pussy is sucking it tight!”
“So… deep…” Ngan’s moans broke out. “Ah… slow down… Tung…”
“Look at her breasts bouncing with each of your thrusts, Tung! So good! Squeeze them hard!” Minh echoed, using even more force.
Quan leaned close to Ngan’s ear, his voice cold as a whisper. “Relax. Don’t resist. The tighter you squeeze, the more excited he will be.”
The all-out attack was too much for Tung to bear. He could not hold on any longer. He let out a wild roar.
“I’m out! I’m shooting!”
He screamed, hastily pulling his twitching penis out of Ngan’s tight vagina. Almost immediately, Minh and Quan sprang into action. They held her head tightly, not allowing her to move.
Tung knelt down in front of her, grabbed her hair with one hand and pulled her back, and shot. All of his hot, thick semen spurted out, filling her mouth, chin, and running down her neck.
He gasped and backed away. His round was over.
Ngan swallowed hard, the strong taste of semen filled her throat. Before she could regain her composure, Minh laughed happily and pushed Tung away.
“My turn!”