Chapter 150: TUNA Continues

Chapter 150: TUNA Continues Eren leaned in, his lips brushing hers once more, his voice a low, rough whisper. "Let me make you feel good." Sushi’s breath hitched at his words, a soft gasp escaping her lips. Her pale eyes, dark with desire, met his, reflecting the dim lights of the chamber. He held her close, feeling the warmth of her naked body pressing against his, every curve molding to his frame. He reached down, his hands sliding over her hips, then pulling her closer until her pussy was pressed right against his groin. Her wet heat seeped through his pants, a tantalizing promise. He lowered his head, his lips finding the soft skin of her belly, trailing light kisses downwards. She trembled, a subtle shiver running through her. "Ohh... Eren," she whispered, her voice a soft, almost ethereal moan. His kisses moved lower, past her navel, to the mound of her pussy. He paused, inhaling her scent – a faint, metallic tang mixed with something deeply primal and sweet. He brought his tongue to her, the tip just brushing her swollen lips. Sushi gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her body tensing. He began to lick, slowly, deliberately. His tongue traced the outer edge of her labia, a delicate, teasing path. Her moans began, soft at first, then growing in intensity, a low, guttural hum that vibrated through him. He tasted her, a unique flavor that was both dark and enticing, like rich earth and night-blooming flowers. "Yes... oh, yes... right there, Veilwalker," she urged, her hips beginning to undulate subtly against his face. He parted her with his fingers, exposing her swollen clit. His tongue flicked out, a single, precise stroke directly onto its sensitive peak. Sushi cried out, a sharp, sudden sound, her body arching into his mouth. He felt her wetness increase, warm and slick against his face. He used his fingers, too, one sliding into her deep crevice, feeling the tight, wet warmth inside. He moved his tongue in slow, sweeping circles around her clit while his finger danced just inside her, teasing her opening, plunging shallowly, then withdrawing. He varied the pressure, sometimes soft and teasing, sometimes firm and demanding. "Ahhh! Oh, God... Eren... so good... that feels... incredible," she gasped, her voice breaking with pleasure. Her hands went to his hair, pulling him closer, pressing her pussy harder against his mouth. He buried his face deeper, inhaling her essence, tasting every exquisite drop. He continued to work her, his tongue circling, flicking, sucking her clit, while his finger probed deeper inside her, finding her G-spot, pressing it gently. Sushi’s moans became a constant, breathless chorus, wild and uninhibited. She shifted her weight, her legs spreading wider, giving him better access. He felt her body quiver, already nearing the edge. He increased the intensity, sucking harder on her clit, his finger moving faster inside her, a relentless rhythm. Her moans turned into sharp cries, her hips bucking wildly against his face. He felt her muscles clench around his finger, a clear sign of her impending climax. "I’m... I’m going to... Oh, God! Eren! Yes! Ahhhh!" she shrieked, her voice tearing as her body convulsed. A hot, powerful gush erupted from her, drenching his face, his hair, his mouth. It was thick, warm, and sweet, flooding his senses. He continued to suck and finger her, drawing out every last drop of her release, until her body went limp against him, trembling from the force of her orgasm. He stayed there, allowing her warmth to wash over him, tasting the salty sweetness of her come. He felt her breathe, slowly, deeply, as the tremors faded. After a long moment, he slowly lifted his head, his face slick and glistening with her essence. He looked up at her, his eyes blazing, a smear of her wetness on his chin. Sushi looked down at him, her pale eyes half-closed, her lips swollen, a deep satisfaction painted across her face. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her body still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure. She took a moment, regaining her breath, her gaze lingering on his face, which was now marked by her pleasure. She then slowly pulled away from him, her body still swaying slightly, utterly spent. She took a step back, then another, until she stood a few feet from him. Her eyes, however, never left his. A faint, knowing smile played on her lips, a subtle shift in her cold beauty. With a slow, fluid movement, she reached out, her hand gently pushing his chest. Eren, still dazed by her climax, allowed himself to be guided. She pushed him backward, step by step, until his back met the cool, hard stone of the chamber wall. He stood there, leaning against it, his dick throbbing, still hard. The smooth, cold surface of the wall felt stark against his hot skin, a sharp contrast to the soft warmth of her body. Sushi’s gaze, unblinking, moved down his body. She knelt before him slowly, her white hair brushing the floor as she gracefully descended. Her eyes, filled with an ancient hunger, fixed on his groin. She saw his dick, hard and engorged, still wet from her own release, standing proud from his pants. She reached out a hand, her fingers delicately tracing the swollen head, her touch light as a feather. Her breath hitched. She looked up at him, her eyes dark, then slowly lowered her head, bringing her mouth closer to him. She was about to suck his dick. Sushi’s gaze, unblinking, moved down his body. She knelt before him slowly, her white hair brushing the floor as she gracefully descended. Her eyes, filled with an ancient hunger, fixed on his groin. She saw his dick, hard and engorged, still wet from her own release, standing proud from his pants. She reached out a hand, her fingers delicately tracing the swollen head, her touch light as a feather. Her breath hitched. She looked up at him, her eyes dark, then slowly lowered her head, bringing her mouth closer to him. She was about to suck his dick. A soft gasp escaped Eren’s lips as Sushi’s mouth, cool and moist, closed around the tip of his dick. It was a gentle, teasing first touch, just enough to make him shiver. Her lips were surprisingly soft, her breath warm against his skin. She didn’t rush. Instead, she took her time, tasting him, her tongue flicking once, twice, over the sensitive head. "Mmm..." Eren moaned, a low sound that vibrated from deep in his chest. He gripped the cold stone wall behind him, his knuckles white. Sushi’s tongue swirled around the tip, a slow, deliberate dance that sent ripples of pleasure through him. Then, she opened her mouth wider, slowly, agonizingly slowly, taking more of him inside. Her lips were soft, her cheeks gently sucking, as she drew him deeper. He felt the exquisite warmth, the wet, tight embrace of her mouth wrapping around his shaft. She took him in inch by inch, until he was almost fully swallowed. She didn’t move fast. Her pace was languid, sensual, each suck long and drawn out. Her lips worked him with a soft, persistent pressure, drawing him in, then releasing him slowly, only to draw him in again. Her tongue painted his shaft, slicking him with her saliva, making every movement smoother, more intense. He could feel the soft texture of her tongue, tracing patterns over his skin, teasing, arousing. Eren groaned, his head falling back against the wall. "Oh, God, Sushi..." She pulled back slightly, just enough for him to feel the cool air on his wet dick, then her mouth descended again, taking him back into her warm depths. This time, as she pulled him in, her hand reached down. Her delicate fingers closed around his balls, gently cupping them, then beginning to tease them. Her thumb stroked the underside of his sac, a light, teasing touch that made him gasp. She kept one hand gently holding his balls, occasionally squeezing them softly, while her mouth continued its slow, hypnotic work on his dick. She would suck on the head, then slide her tongue down his shaft, sometimes letting it flick over his balls, sending shivers through him. He felt the hot, wet suction, the delicate play of her tongue, and the soft caress of her fingers on his balls, all at once. It was a symphony of sensation that made his knees tremble. He gripped the wall harder, trying to stay upright, his body arching into her mouth. Sushi hummed softly against his dick, a low, musical sound that was more felt than heard. Her pale eyes, still dark with a focused intensity, occasionally flickered up to meet his, a silent question, a knowing smile. She seemed to read his every response, adjusting her rhythm, her pressure, her touch, with perfect timing. She kept her pace slow, drawing out every bit of pleasure. She wasn’t trying to rush him to climax, but to savor every moment, every feeling. She would pull back, just slightly, letting him feel the cool air, then plunge back down, taking him deep, her throat working around him. He felt the powerful suction, the warmth of her throat, the gentle bumps of her tongue as she worked him with a masterful skill. He could feel his dick swelling even more, throbbing under her attention. His balls ached, a sweet, heavy ache from her gentle milking. He began to pant, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts. Her saliva coated him thoroughly, making him glisten, enhancing the feeling of every stroke. She was soaking him in her wetness, preparing him. Sushi leaned forward, her white hair brushing against his thighs, as she took his entire sac into her mouth. She didn’t suck hard, but gently, rhythmically, her tongue swirling around his testicles. Eren cried out, a guttural sound that tore from his throat. The sensation was overwhelming, a deep, pulling pleasure that radiated through his entire body. "Oh, God... Sushi... please..." he pleaded, not knowing what he was asking for, just needing more of whatever she was giving him. She alternated, moving from his balls back to his dick, then down again, never rushing, always deliberate. Her lips were wet and skilled, her tongue a velvet fire that tormented and pleased him in equal measure. She would lightly drag her teeth over the underside of his shaft, a delicious graze that made him shudder, then soothe it with a hot sweep of her tongue. He felt the pressure building, a sweet, unbearable tension coiling deep in his belly. His body began to tremble, tiny shivers running through his limbs. He gripped the wall tighter, desperate for release, yet also wanting this exquisite torture to never end. Sushi seemed to sense his nearing edge. Her mouth worked faster, the suction growing more intense, more demanding. Her hands on his balls squeezed more firmly, her fingers rubbing his perineum, sending a fresh jolt through him. He could feel his own come building, pooling at the tip of his dick, ready to burst. He cried out, a loud, ragged scream as his body convulsed. His dick jumped in her mouth, emptying its hot load deep into her throat. He heard her hum, a low, satisfied sound, as she swallowed every drop. He held onto the wall, shaking, spent, the pleasure still rippling through him. He felt her continue to suck gently, drawing out the last few tremors, until he was completely empty. After a long moment, when his breathing had slowed and his body had stopped shaking, Sushi slowly, deliberately, pulled her mouth away. She looked up at him, her pale lips glistening, a faint smear of his come on her chin. Her eyes, usually cold, held a deep, satisfied warmth, a hunger that had been appeased, for now. She slowly rose from her knees, her naked body gleaming in the dim light. She stood before him, her chest rising and falling softly. A faint, knowing smile played on her lips as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, never breaking eye contact. "I will love to do this again."