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Chapter 4 - 003 · The Warmest Beginning [1]*

[*sexual content]

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Is the afterlife warm or is it that I'm in hell?

My body is warm, while it was cold back in that altar when Han Yerim killed me together with her satanic cult of sorts.

I've never done anything to be sent to hell, unless they count the stuff I thought about doing to those who pissed me off... well, that certainly would be reason enough to throw me in hell.

But if I'm in hell and dead, why... why do I feel so alive?

I feel more alive than I ever did in my life, am I really dead? No, I must be dead! There's no way I would survive that stab, she literally stabbed and twirled the blade on my heart, worsening the wound and making bleed more aggressively.

It's growing warmer.

The warmth is spreading further down my body in waves, I can feel it sending chills down my spine, sweat rolling my forehead. There's also a... musky scent in the air, it's addicting and I can feel it igniting something within me. I don't think I'm in that place anymore.

Inhaling sharply, I felt my consciousness coming back slowly, my senses spreading out to feel the atmosphere around me, and I grew weirded out with how warm and sweaty I was feeling. Especially when I felt something burning, soaked, and tight around my cock, squeezing it in a way I've only dreamed of feeling, it's as if...

My eyes snapped open and as my surroundings settled in, as weird as it all felt, I could only concentrate on the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on, the very personification of my type, I can tell she's tall, but more than that she has fair light skin, long black wavy hair that's now in a sexy mess, the greenest green eyes, and the most lustful body I could ever dream of.

Oh, this gotta be a dream.

There's no way this isn't a dream.

She is naked and above me, her small hands are on my ripped chest─which gotta be an effect of the dream, because though my goal was to get ripped like this, I've never reached it,─ and her puffed soaked pink pussy is swallowing my cock entirely, as she rides me like a professional porn actress would, her big round tits bouncing as she moves with her nipples hard, moaning with pleasure.

To die because of a virgin and wake up where I'm losing my virginity, this gotta be a dream. The best dream ever. Fuck, I don't want to wake up at all.

My eyes went from her tits to her sharp collarbones, up to her beautiful face, her skin is flushed because of what she's feeling and maybe because of the lewd melodic sounds she's making for me, then to her kissable and parted pouty full lips. Running them further down her body again, devouring her with my eyes, my gaze lingered in her perfect tits again, then on her tiny waist and down her wider hips that are moving over me.

She has a perfect ass too, I can tell. Tall with a perfect ass and big tits, black hair with fair skin and green eyes. This woman really is my type, the demons of hell must have created her in my dream according to what they saw in my subconscious, it would be ever better if she's a bit older than me.

Dream or not, I'm dead and I should take advantage of the universe served me with. This must be payback for all the shit I had to put through all my life.

Grinning, I grabbed her hips and began to control her ride on me, then, I licked my lips and grabbed her right tit with my mouth, sucking and teasing her heard nipple with my teeth, which made her hold onto my hair and moan out loud. I kept my eyes on her, wanting to memorize every second of this dream, taking advantage of it the best I can.

After tasting both her tits, I kept one hand in her hip and choked her neck with the other, bringing her closer and slamming my lips on hers, when I was going to add my tongue she did it, deepening the kiss and humming on me, her hands going to my back and scratching my skin like a cat, pressing her tits against my chest.

The more I kissed and touched her body, the warmer her cunt got around my cock, and as she tightened her walls around me, the harder I felt, the shaft and the head of my cock swelling up inside of her, as her soaked juices drenched my heavy balls.

Needing more, I switched up and threw her under me, still inside of her, then I widened her toned long legs and grabbed onto her thighs, thrusting so hard into her that I could feel the fat head of my cock spanking her womb. As my eyes fell to her flat toned belly, I could see the outline of my cock moving into her, and I don't know if it's the dream or what, but it looked considerably bigger than last time I masturbated. I wasn't small by any means, but I wasn't this big, it must be that I've never been this hard.

My girl grabbed her tits, pinching her nipples as her head pressed back on the mattress, moaning loudly, green eyes rolling hard, sweat glistening her fair, now flushed, skin.

Fuck, what a body of a Goddess.

Her pussy is so fuming hot, it's unholy how fucking good it feels, especially when she arches her back and I feel like I can reach even deeper into her core.

It's weird how I'm not cuming yet, I used to cum pretty fast when I felt too turned on, it's always been a curse. Is it the dream effect?

Moving her legs, I set them on my shoulders, gripping onto her thighs hard as I pouded my cock harder into her, my stamina blooming in my veins like an endless fuel. Her moans and the lewd sound of my hips hittings her and my balls joining the assault on her filling up the room deliciously. She tried moving her hips on me, but I contained her movements even with her groaning like a cat in heat, fucking her harder instead.

By how she melted and moaned, it's exactly what she wanted me to do. Her body is so responsive and agreeable it makes me crazy.

Somehow, something inside of me knew she was close to orgasming, but I didn't want to let her do it, so, I widened her legs again, and still inside of her, I moved her around, chest down and back up, then I made her stand on all fours but her hands gave up and she grabbed the mattress instead, bending down to me in a addicting way while leaving his hips up, kneeling.

Her moans grew louder and lewder, and I nearly gasped at the sight of her ass, round and thick and fair, the skin so light I couldn't help the desire of spanking that took over me. And as she screamed against the mattress, I could tell she was a nasty one by how she grew soaked and dripping when I did it. Grinning, I did it again, again, and again, marking her skin with my handprint.

I think my hands also look bigger than before.

Ignoring that, I spanked her more two times, loving how I could feel the shivers going down her body, all because of what I'm doing. It felt great.

Letting my desire take over, I grabbed onto her ass and thrusted harder, reaching even deeper into my girl in this position. My balls now spanking her puffed pussy with the aggressiveness of my thrusts. Her slick hot juices drowning me into her, as her painfully tight pussy, despite being so damn tight like I believed only a virgin to be, takes me entirely and divinely well.

I was going to change positions when I took my cock out of her, delighted by how she groaned in disagreement, and I saw it.

My eyes stared down at my cock, too big, too thick, too straight, too perfect to be mine. My cock was slightly longer than my two fists one above the other when hard, and not at all this ridiculously huge in all meanings of the word, and it was crooked to the left.

This is not my cock.

Not even a dream could change that, especially because I lost my shame over my cock countless years ago, I wouldn't change it even in a fucking dream.

Meaning, I am not myself and this is not a dream.

"Say my name," I groaned at her.

"Way...ne," she moaned.

"Again," I snapped, in dismay.

"Wayne."

Who the fuck is Wayne and what is happening here?