The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy - Chapter 410

Chapter 410: *The Beginning Of The End [LXXII] (A Saintess’s Desire)*
Squelsh…

Slowly, Aestrea began to move, pulling his hips back with excruciating slowness.

He withdrew only an inch or two, watching her face closely for any sign of distress.

Her inner walls clung to him desperately, the silky walls rippling around his shaft as if trying to pull him back in.

Shhhf… nnngh.

“H-hah…” Christina gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

It still hurt, feeling like a dull ache that throbbed in time with her heartbeat, but beneath the pain, there was a small friction that sparked against her nerves.

He pushed back in just as slowly, his eyes never leaving hers.

The pace was very gentle, meant to help her adjust to his size.

He was being incredibly patient, holding back his own desire to ravage her, focusing entirely on her comfort.

“Relax for me,” he whispered, leaning down to press a soft kiss to her lips.

Schlick… squish.

Every movement was a struggle, a delicious battle against her body’s natural resistance.

“S-shit..” Aestrea groaned low in his throat, the heat of her almost unbearable.

She was so tight, hugging him in a way he had never experienced before. Even compared to Lilith… Christina’s pussy was simply better somehow.

He didn’t know if it was some kind of perk because she became a Goddess, but it was becoming truly unbearable.

“D-does it…?” Christina started, her voice trembling, breath hitching as he ground against her.

“Nngh… is it… okay?”

“Incredible,” he gritted out, his jaw clenching as he sank deeper again.

He shifted his angle slightly, grinding his pelvis against hers as he bottomed out.

The movement caused his pubic bone to rub against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her that made her toes curl.

“Haah…!” Christina’s eyes widened, her back arching slightly.

“Oh… t-that…”

“Good?” he asked, a small smirk playing on his lips.

He did the same movement again, a slow grind that stimulated her sensitive nub.

“Y-yes… ah… d-don’t stop,” she moaned, her legs tightening around his waist, pulling him closer to her.

Aestrea began to find a rhythm that was perfect for Christina.

He would pull out until just the head remained inside her stretched entrance, pausing to let her feel the emptiness, before sliding back home in one long stroke.

Slap… squish… slap!

The sound of skin meeting skin began to fill the room, a soft clapping sound that accompanied their heavy breathing.

Christina’s body was finally starting to respond more eagerly.

The pain was fading, replaced by a growing pleasure that spread from her core outward.

She could feel every ridge, every vein of him as he moved inside her, the friction building a tension that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

“Hah… Aestrea…” she whimpered, her hands moving to cup his face, her eyes locking onto his with an intensity that burned.

“M-more…”

He groaned, his control slipping slightly.

“You sure?”

“P-please… I, ah…♡! I want all of you.”

He obliged, withdrawing a bit further this time before pushing forward with a bit more force. After that, he buried his cock to the hilt, the head of his cock kissing her cervix again.

“Haahn~!” Christina cried out, her head falling back.

Aestrea leaned down, capturing one of her bouncing breasts in his mouth, sucking gently on the nipple to distract her from the intensity.

His hips continued their slow, torturous dance, stoking the fire between them.

Slurp… smack… squish.

“You’re taking me so well,” he murmured against her ear, pressing a kiss in the shell of her ear.

That caused Christina’s body to quiver slighly, as she looked down between their bodies to where they were joined.

Squelsh~, squelsh~

The sight of his thick shaft disappearing into her small, stretched body was erotic beyond belief. She watched as he pulled out, glistening with her juices, before thrusting back in.

It was mesmerizing for her.

“I… hah… l-love you,” she whispered, the words tumbling from her lips without thought, broken by gasps.

“I… l-love you… so much…”

Her words seemed to have excited Aestrea more, as his movements started to get faster and harder than before.

He withdrew until just the head remained inside her stretched entrance, pausing for a split second to let her feel the loss, before driving his hips forward and burying himself to the hilt in one smooth, powerful stroke.

Shhhf… thwump.

“Hah…!~” Christina moaned, her eyes widening as the friction sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through her veins.

The initial pain had dulled significantly, replaced by a deep, throbbing pleasure that seemed to radiate from her core outward.

Every time he filled her, she felt whole, complete.

Shhhf… thwump!~

He set a steady pace, his hips rocking against hers with a wet, slapping rhythm.

The sound of skin meeting skin echoed lewdly through the room, mingling with their ragged breathing and the wet squelch of her arousal.

Slap… squish, squelssh!~

“Nngh… Aestrea…” Christina moaned, her head rolling back against the pillows.

Her hands moved from his shoulders to his back, her nails digging into his skin as she held on for dear life.

The feeling was indescribable.

She could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein of his cock as it dragged against her sensitive inner walls.

It was like he was carving a space for himself inside her, claiming her from the inside out.

“You’re so tight, Christina,” he gritted out, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.

Shhhf… thwump… schlick.

He angled his hips slightly, hitting a spot inside her that made her vision go white.

Christina cried out, her back arching sharply off the bed, her massive breasts bouncing with the force of his thrusts.

“Ahh~♡!!! T-there! Hah…♡ d-don’t stop!” she babbled, her voice breaking with pleasure.

She was losing herself in the sensation, her mind almost going blank as the pleasure built higher and higher.

The feeling of fullness was addictive, a drug she couldn’t get enough of. She wanted more, needed more.

Clump!

Aestrea could also feel her responding, her inner walls clamping down around him, her hips bucking up to meet his thrusts.

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her moans as he began to fuck her in earnest.

Squish!~

Slap, squelsh!

The wet, slapping noise grew louder, a lewd percussion to their coupling.

Christina’s body moved with his, her legs wrapping tighter around his waist, pulling him in as deep as possible.

She was completely lost now, her eyes rolling back, her mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy.

“Tsk…”

Aestrea clicked his tongue slighly as Christina’s walls seemed to have clamped him more and more, that vicious feeling wrapping every inch of his cock.

He looked down at her, and the sight of her beneath him, her face flushed with pleasure, her breasts bouncing wildly, her eyes filled with adoration and lust, was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.

He could feel his limit approaching, the pressure building at the base of his spine. But he held back, wanting to drag this out, wanting to hear her scream his name one more time.

Shhhf… thwump!

The pleasure was too much, too intense.

She felt like she was floating, her body no longer her own.

Every thrust pushed her closer to the edge, her inner walls quivering around him. She was obsessed with the feeling, addicted to the stretch and the fullness.

She never wanted it to end.

“M-more… faster… please!” she begged, her voice barely recognizable.

“I’m… I’m going to…”

“Not yet,” he grunted, sweat dripping from his forehead onto her chest.

“Hold it.”

“I… I can’t!” she sobbed, her hands clawing at his back.

“It’s too good! Hah… ahh!”

Squelsh, slap, squissh!!

He was pounding into her now, the bed shaking beneath them.

The sound of their bodies colliding was deafening, a wet, rhythmic slapping that filled the room.

Christina’s moans grew louder, more desperate, her breathing ragged and shallow. She was so close, teetering on the brink of an orgasm that promised to shatter her completely.

“Aestrea♡♡♡! Aestreaaaaaaaaaaaa♡!!!” she screamed his name like a prayer, her body tensing up as the wave of pleasure crested.

“I’m… I’m cumming! I’m cumminggg!”

Slap!~

With a final, powerful thrust, he sent her over the edge

“Haaaaaahnnnnnn~~~~♡♡♡”

Christina’s world dissolved into a blinding white void.

Her back arched into a severe curve, her toes curling so tight they cramped. Her mind, unable to process the sheer overload of pleasure, seemed to short-circuit.

Her jaw went slack, her tongue rolling out to the side as her eyes rolled back until only the whites were visible.

“Ahhh… ahhhh… haaa…♡”

Her body convulsed violently, her inner walls clamping down around Aestrea’s cock like a vice, rippling and milking him frantically.

But just as the peak threatened to shatter her completely, the tension snapped.

Her limbs went limp, and she collapsed back onto the mattress, her chest heaving in shallow, erratic gasps.

She had passed out, her consciousness fleeing to escape the intensity.

“Ugh…!” Aestrea groaned, his hips stilling as he felt her go slack beneath him.

He was right on the edge, his cock throbbing angrily inside her tight, twitching pussy, but he still hadn’t cum yet.

He pulled out slowly, his shaft glistening with her fluids, the sudden cool air hitting his heated skin.

Shhhlcck… pop.

He sat back on his heels, panting heavily, intending to give her a moment to recover. But before he could even reach out to check her pulse, a hand shot up from the bed.

Fap… fap… fap.

Christina’s fingers wrapped around his slick, rigid cock, surprising him.

Her grip was weak but determined.

She had regained consciousness, if only barely. Her eyes were half-lidded and glassy, unfocused, but there was a burning intensity in them that hadn’t dimmed.

“C-cum on me…” she rasped, her voice barely a whisper, broken by the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Fap, squish…!

She began to stroke him fast, her hand pumping his shaft with reckless abandon. ”

I-i wan’t to f-feel your seeds splattered all over my body…”

Aestrea hissed through his teeth, his hips bucking involuntarily into her hand.

The sight of her, lying there wrecked and exhausted, yet still begging for his cum, was the final push he needed.

“Fuck… Christina… You really are a greedy little thing, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes… for you… only for you…” she moaned, her thumb rubbing over the sensitive head, spreading the precum that leaked from him.

“Please… Aestrea… mark me…”

Her hand was soft and warm, sliding easily over his cock thanks to her own juices. She stroked him with a frantic rhythm, matching the desperate need in his own body.

Fap, fap, fap… schlick~

“I’m close,” he warned.

Christina nodded weakly, releasing her grip on him and letting go.

She lay back, presenting herself to him, her massive, heaving breasts and her flat stomach exposed for his viewing.

She watched him with heavy-lidded eyes, her tongue darting out to wet her dry lips.

Aestrea wrapped his own hand around his shaft and began to pump furiously.

He aimed his cock directly at her pale, sweat-slicked skin.

Fap… fap… fap…

“Take it!”

Splurt… splatter… drip.

The first thick rope of cum shot out, landing with a wet splatter across her heaving breasts.

It was followed quickly by a second, which painted a white line from her collarbone down to her navel.

A third spurt coated her stomach, the heat of his seed searing against her cool skin.

“Ahhh~♡” Christina gasped as she felt the hot liquid hit her, the sensation erotic and possessive.

She reached up, dipping her fingers into the warm puddles on her chest, spreading the viscous fluid over her skin like lotion.

“Ungh… so much…” she whispered in a strangely seductive tone.

“It’s so warm…”

Aestrea milked himself dry, squeezing the last few drops onto her trembling stomach.

He watched as she lay there marked by him, covered in his essence, yet having the happiest smile in the world.

It was a sight he would never forget.