It had been three nights since she first touched his cock.
Since then, Ren hadn't been the same.
He couldn't focus. He couldn't sleep. He couldn't even jerk off without picturing her cursed mouth sucking the life out of his dick.
The way she moaned while swallowing his cum… the warmth of her drooling tongue wrapping around his shaft…
Fuck.
He'd never been addicted to anything before. But this woman — this thing — had him hooked. Her name wasn't even known to him, but her mouth?
He'd fuck it over heaven.
And tonight, he felt her coming again.
Not with footsteps. Not with whispers.
He just knew.
The lights flickered. His room's air thickened with heat and something muskier. Wet. Like arousal in physical form.
Then… she was there.
Standing in the dark corner of his bedroom like a nightmare in heels. Red coat half-off, tits bouncing softly underneath, breath audible behind her surgical mask.
She said nothing. Just stepped forward, unzipping the coat.
No panties.
No bra.
Just skin, glistening with unnatural heat.
> "Did you miss me?" she asked, voice dripping lust.
Ren didn't reply. He just dropped his pants, his rock-hard cock springing free like it had been waiting for her all night.
> "Yes…" she moaned, seeing it. "It's still thick… still twitching for me…"
She kneeled without another word.
But this time, she didn't move fast.
She stared up at him as her hands lifted to her mask.
Slow. Deliberate. Erotic.
> Shrrrp.
She peeled it off.
Ren's cock jumped.
Her mouth—fully revealed for the first time—wasn't just obscene.
It was art.
A gaping horizontal slit from ear to ear, with plump, wet lips stretching across her face like an open pussy. Her tongue slithered from the center, long and wiggling.
Wet.
Hungry.
Beautiful in the most fucked-up way possible.
"Fuck me…" Ren whispered. "You're perfect."
She smiled — lips dripping saliva, tongue curling — and leaned forward.
Without warning, she swallowed his cock whole.
"SHIT—!"
Her mouth was bottomless. His dick slid all the way in — base to balls — vanishing into the wet heat. Her tongue coiled around it like a serpent, licking while sucking.
The suction was unreal.
Slrp. Slrp. Slrp.
Her head bobbed faster, eyes never leaving his. She moaned around his shaft, drool pouring from both sides of her mouth. Her jaw unhinged wider to take him deeper.
Ren grabbed her head.
He couldn't help it.
He fucked her face, hips thrusting forward, balls slapping her chin.
> "Fuck! Take it—take this cursed cock, you slut!"
She moaned louder, her hands squeezing his thighs, encouraging him to pound harder.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
His cock glistened with saliva, the sounds echoing through the room like lewd music. Her cursed mouth was like a sleeve of heaven and sin — tight, warm, unholy.
Ren could feel it building.
That familiar burn at the base of his spine. His balls tightened.
> "You want my cum? Huh? You want me to fill that fucked-up mouth again?"
She nodded while sucking, eyes watering, face streaked with spit and pre-cum.
Ren snarled. "Then fucking take it—!"
He exploded.
Thick, endless ropes of cum shot down her throat.
She gagged once — then swallowed all of it greedily, moaning louder, throat gulping.
Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.
Some of it sprayed out of the corners, running down her neck and tits.
She kept sucking even after he finished, licking the tip like it was her favorite candy.
"God… damn…" Ren panted, stumbling back onto the bed.
She followed, crawling like a hungry pet.
> "You taste better every time," she whispered, licking a cum string off her chin.
"You're mine now, Ren."
He blinked. "How do you know my name?"
She smiled. Wider.
"Because I'm already inside your dreams…"
And before he could reply, she vanished — like fog swallowed by the night.
Ren stared at the wet spot on the floor where she knelt.
His cock twitched again.
Yeah… he was fucked.
But he was also addicted.