The Sinful Life of The Emperor Chapter 369 Great Hospitality

Chapter 369 Great Hospitality

Sanchez looked with wide eyes at the scene playing before him.

Just some ten steps away, on the floor, Kiba has his back against the wall. On his lap, Graciana was sitting, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bare.

Just a moment ago she felt the linen around her chest disappearing. She was sure it wasn't some ability, but rather the magic of his hands. It was like his fingers have mastered the art of removing clothes with least possible efforts.

Kiba cupped her wonderfully soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and rubbed his thumbs over the chocolatey-brown circles around her nipples. Not a single b.u.mp on her areola pa.s.sed his expert scrutiny.

Whether it was texture, the softness, the firmness, or everything else, her t.i.ts were perfect.

"Do you want to entice me with these milky buns?" Kiba asked.

Graciana was too stunned to answer. Everything so far has been beyond her expectations; not at all how she expected the events to unfold.

Without waiting for her answer, he lowered his lips on her left nipple. He blew out a fresh breath of air on her nipple, and as he did, gooseb.u.mps flowered on her vibrant skin.

Then, slowly, he took her nipple between his lips.

He kissed and sucked her nipple while slowly fondling her t.i.ts. They were a handful, and felt truly amazing as they pressed on his face as he moved between her nipples.

He was like a starved child whose hunger could be only extinguished by the rosy nipples. He marked them with his teeth as he sucked on them.

In between, his fingers masterfully squeezed her firm b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s started swelling and Graciana couldn't help but part her lips to moan softly.

A current ran through her as he swept his tongue out, rolling over her nipples.

"You think I will fall for these firm t.i.ts?"

Kiba asked as his mouth parted from her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Graciana gave a light nod, thinking of the hardness and pulsing heat she was feeling from below.

Kiba didn't notice her nod. By now, his fingertips tugged down the clothing hiding her round, tight a.s.s.

Slap!

Graciana wriggled as he playfully slapped on her a.s.s cheeks. He then cupped them and felt the wonderful sensation.

"Are you perhaps relying on these b.u.t.tery cheeks?"

Kiba has his suspicion on her tight a.s.s that was carved into perfection. To confirm, he shoved her back on the carpet and she let out a surprised gasp.

She was now lying on the carpet with her legs raised. He gripped her hips and pulled her a.s.s cheeks close to him.

Her a.s.s wriggled as if inviting him. He slapped again on those perfectly round cheeks, making her quiver, and felt the delightful skin between his hands.

Kiba was a breast man but still, when he saw a perfect a.s.s, he couldn't just turn around. That would be insulting to a work of art, something he could never do.

He slapped her cheeks a few more times before rubbing them. The sensation was magnificent not only for Kiba but also for Graciana.

He could smell her light scent of arousal as a sweet aroma like honey trailed out. As soon as her scent entered his nostrils, his face was covered with wild l.u.s.t.

He put her a.s.s back on the carpet and brought his eyes on the one true paradise. Below a well-trimmed bush, there was a pink rosebud from which a crimson slit began, covered by fleshly folds.

Graciana's face flushed with warm blood as he kneeled and lowered his head between her legs. Her slender legs rested on his shoulders as he admired the most beautiful scenary in existence.

He leaned in further and nuzzled his nose between the neat, trimmed hair while his lips came dangerously closed to her hidden slit. The scent of her arousal was delightful, and a thirst built up inside him.

"This is heaven! The cause of so many disasters!"

He spread her p.u.s.s.y lips wide open and his eyes glinted as he savored the amazing view. He flicked his tongue on her c.l.i.t before sucking it between his lips.

Strong, firm-hearted and determined people only kneeled in front of their parents and no one else, not even G.o.ds. That was both filial pity and pride.

But for Kiba, there was only one time he would kneel, and that was now. The p.u.s.s.y of a woman was the only thing that deserved his respect in this fas.h.i.+on.

And now, the wonderful feast was waiting for him.

Ever so slowly, he slipped his tongue through her v.a.g.i.n.al foldings and swirled around, tasting her sweet juices.

Graciana ran her fingers wildly into his hair and pinned his face to the entrance to heaven. The heat from her heaven flushed his face with a warm glow.

He twirled the tip of his tongue into a circular motion, teasing her in between. The actions of his mouth were a mixture of licking, sucking, and eating her p.u.s.s.y.

She cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and pinched her nipples as he continued between her soft wet folds. She arched her back for better access, allowing his mouth to enjoy her pretty, wet p.u.s.s.y.

Kiba ate her till sensuous pleasure erupted deep inside her.

"Uuuuoooo!" She cooed in euphoria.

Her p.u.s.s.y swelled and convulsed with such intense pa.s.sion that she let out a shuddering moan. She felt she was as light as a feather; soaring through the firmament.

As the sensation subsidized, he grabbed her hips tightly and jumped on his feet. She was startled as she found her back locked against the wall; his lips closing to hers.

"Mmm..."

As their lips met for a kiss, and her b.r.e.a.s.t.s pressed onto his chest, she was dazed as if a bolt of lightning has struck her.

She brought her arms around his neck and closed her legs around his hips as she responded to his kiss.

No words were necessary for two animals in heat.

She tasted her own sweet juice from his lips. As he pushed his tongue out, she eagerly parted her lips and allowed him to explore her. His tongue rolled on hers before interweaving into each for a duel.

He moved his right hand at the small of her back to grip her properly while his other hand moved between her legs. He ran his fingers against her slit, and her essence lubricated him with glistening juices.

She let out a moan with her mouth closed to his. A tremor ran through her body as he inserted a finger into her p.u.s.s.y, and now, she kissed him fiercely.

Saliva dripped down from their lips and pearls of her essence streamed down from between her legs.

They both huffed as they ran out of breaths, and finally, their lips parted. Her arms and legs left his body and she placed her feet on the floor.

As she took a breath, he put his fingers coated with her essence between his lips and felt her taste stronger than ever. It was sweeter than honey, absolutely delightful, like a fresh lily.

She leaned closer and sucked his fingers in her mouth.

"Surely you don't think this is enough to entice me?" Kiba asked.

"No, this isn't even remotely enough," Graciana agreed with a seductive smile. As she did, her earlier boldness and charm returned.

Her hands moved on his s.h.i.+rt as she felt rather unfair that she was the only one naked.

"His body is divine!"

Graciana thought as she fully unb.u.t.toned his s.h.i.+rt. Her eyes were filled with excitement as she admired his muscular chest and powerful shoulders.

Her fingers slowly traced his ripped six-pack before arriving on his pants. She opened the hook and unzipped his pants down.

His erect c.o.c.k sprang on her face; shrouding her with extraordinary grith and length. A tingling sensation pa.s.sed through her lower body as her hands wrapped around his c.o.c.k.

"This is real!"

She gasped in shock as she confirmed the dimensions she felt earlier. The pulsating heat and the thickness of the mushroom head made her cheeks turn into a shade of crimson.

Her eyes were glued on the veins proudly stranding out in the enormous c.o.c.k.

Sanchez, in the meantime, was sent flying out of his own house. He cursed his poor luck to miss out on such a brazen display of s.e.x.

"Old pervert, she isn't your wife that you are taking voyeuristic pleasure," Kiba's voice entered his mind as the door shut tightly. "Marry a hot woman, and then you can see all you want."

"?!?"

Inside the room.

Graciana and Kiba were finally in privacy. She gripped his shaft and slapped it on her face.

His c.o.c.k stiffened with excitement as her soft flesh rubbed against him one after another. His raging hardon pulsed with more heat and under her disbelief eyes, she saw him grow further.

She further noticed prec.u.m oozing out on the surface of his c.o.c.k.

"I'm sure I can truly entice you, esteemed guest," Graciana said confidently as she brought her lips close to him.

She swept her tongue out and licked the tip of his c.o.c.k. She then retraced her tongue and tasted the sticky layer of prec.u.m. The salty, but sweet and refres.h.i.+ng taste made her further turned on.

She opened her mouth and enveloped the c.o.c.k head.

As Kiba felt her warm lips on his c.o.c.k, a current of pleasure ran through his spine. It was electrifying to his senses as she took more of his c.o.c.k into her mouth.

She bobbed up and down his shaft while her hands rubbed his b.a.l.l.s. She increased her pace; her mouth quickly moving up and down his c.o.c.k. As she did, saliva dripped down along with threads of prec.u.m.

A few minutes later, as she felt him reaching close to relax, she let his c.o.c.k slip out of her mouth. A thread of sticky prec.u.m and saliva connected his tip to her chin.

She rolled her tongue out and licked the thread away. She then pumped his shaft through her hands while she took his b.a.l.l.s in her mouth.

The warmth of her mouth was exquisite and by the time she freed his b.a.l.l.s, they were dripping with her saliva.

She then moved her tongue up for a slow lick. Her tongue trailed on the lower side of his thick c.o.c.k before kissing the head.

Her lips broke contact with his c.o.c.k, and she lifted her head up, and brought her eyes on him.

Graciana wanted to ask how he felt, but before she could, he pushed her on the floor.

"Ah!"

Graciana gasped in surprise. He pulled her legs up onto his chest and rubbed the tip of his c.o.c.k on her wet entrance.

She was stunned but invited him. She slightly leaned her chest up and brought a hand over her p.u.s.s.y lips. She parted them, and slowly, his mushroom head slid into her. His first stroke was gentle as he pushed his shaft into her warm and slick p.u.s.s.y, inch by inch.

"Oooohhhh G.o.d! You are huge!"

A moan escaped her mouth and she trembled as he reached her depths.

He began hammering his c.o.c.k in and out of her soaking p.u.s.s.y. Her v.a.g.i.n.al muscles gripped around his shaft, rippling with an incredible sensation.

She has never felt so full and good.

His thrusts were turning from gentle to wild, backed by a powerful force. As he picked up the pace, her screams of ecstasy increased.

Her back arched and she squealed.

"Ohhh yes!!!!!"

Slippery sounds ringed out along with sounds of flesh hitting flesh. His b.a.l.l.s slapped on her a.s.s and she wriggled in pleasure as he drove harder and harder.

They both moaned as they f.u.c.ked like rabbits without caring for anything. There was no love or emotions involved except for l.u.s.t.

With each stroke, as he would close into her, she would see the raging l.u.s.t and bliss. It washed her senses with ecstasy, and her muscles tightened onto his c.o.c.k.

As her slippery muscles squeezed around his c.o.c.k, they would coat him with more of her juices, lubricating him.

A few minutes later, he gripped her by the waist and stood up. She pierced her nails into his shoulders and closed her legs around him.

Slowly, with his hands now on her a.s.s cheeks for support, his c.o.c.k head spread her v.a.g.i.n.al lips and pushed into her tight p.u.s.s.y.

He f.u.c.ked her frantically upwards into her deepest depths, and her shrieks of pleasure blended right with the sounds of the strokes.

Her firm b.r.e.a.s.t.s rubbed onto his muscular chest. As he rammed hard into her, he kissed on her slender neck.

Sweat precipitated out of their bodies like crazy but their l.u.s.t showed no sign of ending. Her nipples pressed tightly against his chest as he slammed into her.

The room was filled with s.e.x and screams of ecstasy. Her slippery muscles swept out intense vibration motions as he continued to penetrate further.

She groaned and moaned more loudly as she reached her limit.

"Oh... my... G.o.d! Yesss!".

Her arms gripped around him, and he felt her fine hairs standing up. Her eyes turned unfocused and she began to tremble uncontrollably.

An intense wave of o.r.g.a.s.mic pleasure swept through every corner of her body. She shut her eyes and clung to him tightly as the climax left her in a heavenly state.

Her p.u.s.s.y tightened and clenched around his shaft, and he lost control. He growled and his b.a.l.l.s tightened as he reached on brink of explosion.

His c.o.c.k pumped load after load of c.u.m deep into her.

Kiba collapsed on a carpet with Graciana on top. They both huffed and breathe violently under the o.r.g.a.s.mic bliss.

A few minutes later, Graciana regained some strength, and opened her eyes. Her eyes focused on him and saw him looking back at her.

"Esteemed guest, how was it?" Graciana asked.

Personally, she never had a better time in her entire life.

"Good, but let's not waste our energy in talking," Kiba said as he rolled her and brought himself on the top.

Her eyes widened and mouth fell open as she felt his throbbing hardon resting against her belly.

He has already recovered and ready for another round?!

"I...I'm still sensitive and sore! Ahhh!" Graciana didn't get time to complain as her voice turned into a moan.

This time, Kiba wanted to try other positions and experience hospitality in every possible way. Her body melted into his as they blended into l.u.s.t...

...

Around an hour later.

Kiba stepped out of the room. His body was filled with exhaustion but there was a euphoric smile on his face.

"Phew~ That was so much fun."

Kiba made a grasping motion and a cup arrived in his hand. It was filled with energizing green tea Graciana has brought earlier. He has made sure the tea remained hot and fresh as he concentrated on the most important dream of his life.

Pleasure of the flesh.

For him, seeking pleasure was his way of living life to the fullest.

And this was something even more important when he has responsibilities to find a cure for one of the few people whom he truly cared about.

If there was someone else in his place, he/she would mostly be cold and aloof throughout the task; drowning in sorrow...burdend by responsibilities.

But not Kiba.

It wasn't just because he was aware of the psychological consequences of such a negative mentality.

Nor for the fact that a gloomy man can achieve nothing except for destruction.

No, for him the reason was entirely something else.

Resentment.

Agatha has reminded him of the effects that might have on his life. [1] This was why he would never abstain or change his way of life in the name of others.

"Who said you can't enjoy just because life is of negatives? No ones know if afterlife or reincarnation exists... maybe they are as real as True Immortality.

"So why waste life in sorrows when you have chances of living in happiness, even if it is for a brief time?"

Kiba mused as he sipped the tea. He was walking on the veranda when he detected Sanchez.

"You are a good host," Kiba said with a smile. "Loved the hospitality you provide."

After saying this, he sat down on the ground and looked at the setting sun.

Sanchez didn't say anything. He stepped into the house to bring some instruments. Just as he entered the hall, he was struck on the floor.

He was left dumbfounded as he looked at Graciana who was sleeping on a carpet. Her silky chestnut hair was in a mess.

His throat turned dry with uncomfortable soreness as his eyes focused on her face.

The first line that came in his mind after seeing her sleeping expression was:

She has been f.u.c.ked senseless!

Even though she was wrapped with a blanket, he could see wet stains on both her and the floor. The smell of s.e.x from her was truly intense.

"This...!" Sanchez was speechless.

It was her who was supposed to left Kiba senseless by her charm, but his devilish pole has spent her to such an extent that she fell unconscious.

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