Welcome to the Innocent World-Chapter 209: A Married Woman’s Charm lll (R-18)

Midnight settled in, cloaking the room in shadows while the dim glow of the lamp cast a soft, golden hue across the walls. The curtains were tightly drawn, covering us from the world outside, leaving only the echo of our shared breaths and the rhythmic creaking of the bed.

"Ahh... ahh... yeah..." Lyra's voice floated through the room, breathy and raw, her moans mixing with the night air. Her body moved with fluid grace, her silhouette illuminated on the wall by the faint light.

I couldn't help the groan that tore from my lips. "Argh... baby... so good..." My fingers tightened on her ass, feeling the heat of her skin beneath my palms.

I watched her, mesmerized by every arch of her back, every twist of her body as she rode my cock with an intoxicating rhythm.

Her lips curled into a sultry smile. "You loving it, babe?" Her voice was playful, teasing, but her eyes were dark with need.

"Fucking yeah, darling... argh..." I struggled to find words as the pleasure surged through me, igniting every nerve.

"Ahh..ahh..ahh....huhh.." The bed continued to bounce beneath us as Lyra bounced on my cock, a symphony of creaks and groans, punctuating the movements that brought us closer, faster. Kadak* Kadak* The sound blended with our moans,

"It feels so fucking hot now." Said Lyra as she continues ride me over.

"Truly..just like your pussy babe." I groanes qnd groped her boobs.

"Ahhh...fuck you...ahh.." moaned Lyra, Despite the chill of the night, sweat slicked our bodies, heat radiating from every touch, every grinding motion.

Lyra straddled me, her thighs firm against my sides as she moved, taking ny dick deep within her. Her golden hair cascaded down her back, shimmering as she tossed her head, lost in her own pleasure.

Her hands splayed across my chest, nails grazing my skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. My gaze traveled up her body, soaking in the sight of her—the way her boobs bounced with every motion, the curve of her ass, the delicate sheen of sweat that made her body glisten in the dim light.

She was a vision, wild and free, completely uninhibited. And she was mine.

My fingers dug into her ass cheeks, guiding her movements, urging her to go faster, harder. I also started to thrust my dick inside her along with her movements.

"Arghh fuck..baby..take this..ahahh..." I greeted my teeth as I fucked her with all my strength.

"Yes...yes...ahhh..more...ahhhh..keep banging my pussy...ahhh.." She responded with a heavy moan, her pace increasing, driving us both to the edge.

"Arghhh...ahhhh...I am about to...cum...ahhh.." Her moans grew louder, her head falling back as she lost herself in the pleasure. I watched, captivated, as her body trembled, her movements becoming erratic, desperate.

"Lyra..." Her name slipped from my lips, half a plea, half a promise.

Her eyes met mine, a spark of mischief shining through the haze of desire. "Don't you dare hold back," she whispered, her voice a sultry command.

"Arghh fuck...!!" And then, I leaned up, sucking on her nipples as I bit it to cover my groan from the release that was there at the edge of my dick.

And then, everything shattered as I thrusted my cock inside her, hitting her womb and holding her on me as I release all my semen inside her.

The world around us blurred, the only thing that mattered was her—her body, her voice, the way she made me feel. I surged up, meeting her every thrust, giving her everything I had.

"Arghhh...huhhhhh..ahhhh..." The room was filled with our cries, our pleasure echoing off the walls, mingling with the relentless creaking of the bed.

I felt her tense, her body tightening around me as she clutched my face against her boobs. Her body shivering on me as she reaches her orgasm.

"Arghhhh..." A cry of ecstasy escaping her lips. The sight of her—so raw, so vulnerable—pushed me over the edge, and I followed her, lost in the blinding heat of release.

For a moment, time stood still. Nothing existed but us, tangled together in the aftermath, our breaths mingling as we slowly came back down.

I fell on my back, holding Lyra over me. She collapsed onto my chest, her heart racing against mine, her body still trembling. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, savoring the feel of her softness against me.

"Huff* Huff*. Ahhuhh...Huff*.." We lay there, limbs intertwined, our bodies spent but our souls alive, basking in the warmth that lingered between us. The room was silent now, save for the soft hum of the lamp and the gentle rise and fall of our breathing.

I brushed a strand of hair from her face, my fingers lingering on her cheek. She looked up at me, her eyes soft, a lazy smile playing on her lips.

"Yeah... I loved it," I whispered, my voice rough, raw.

She laughed, a sweet, melodic sound that wrapped around me, warming me from the inside out. "Good. Because I'm not done with you yet."

"Whaa--" My heart skipped a beat, anticipation sparking once more as she leaned in, her lips capturing mine, a promise of more to come.

Morning arrived softly, sunlight spilling through the cracks in the curtains, painting golden lines across the room. Outside, birds chirped a melodic greeting to the new day.

I stirred, consciousness slowly pulling me from the depths of sleep, my body tangled with Lyra's beneath the white bed sheet. Her warm, naked body was curled against me, her head resting on my chest, golden hair splayed out.

*Knock, knock.*

The sound was distant, almost a part of my dream, but the voice that followed pulled me fully into wakefulness. "Room service."

I groaned, my eyes cracking open to the soft light as I registered the world around me. Lyra was nestled against me, her arm draped across my chest, her legs intertwined with mine. I moved, trying to sit up, but her arms tightened around my neck, her legs hooking around me as she pulled me back down.

"Mmm... don't go..." she mumbled, her voice drowsy, still heavy with sleep. Her face nuzzled into my chest, her warm breath tickling my skin.

A chuckle rumbled from my throat. "Heh... it's morning, Lyra..." I whispered, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face.

*Knock, knock.* The voice came again, a little more persistent this time. "Room service."

I sighed, raising my voice. "Ahh... please come after some time!"

A moment of silence passed before the response came. "Alright, sir." Footsteps retreated down the hall, leaving us once more in peaceful solitude.

I let out a long breath, my hand coming to rest on Lyra's back, fingers tracing lazy circles along her spine. Her skin was warm, smooth, and impossibly soft beneath my touch.

"Oye, Lyra... we need to get up now," I murmured, a smile curving my lips as I watched her fake sleep, her breathing exaggerated, her face nestled comfortably against my chest.

"Lyra..." I repeated, my voice low and playful. I leaned in and blew softly against her ear.

She jolted, a shiver running through her before she turned her face up to me, her eyes fluttering open, a sleepy but mischievous smile on her lips. "Argh... you... come here, cutie..." she muttered before wrapping her arms around me, hugging me tightly as she pressed herself against me, her body molding to mine.

I laughed, the sound echoing through the room as she buried her face in my neck, her warm breath sending delightful shivers down my spine. "You're impossible," I whispered, tightening my arms around her, unwilling to let go just yet.

"It's your fault for being so comfortable," she teased, her voice muffled against my skin.

We lay there for a little while longer, tangled together beneath the sheets, savoring the lingering warmth of the night before. But eventually, the demands of the day called to us.

Reluctantly, we pulled ourselves from the cozy cocoon of the bed and stumbled into the bathroom, laughing and teasing as we shared a shower, warm water cascading over our bodies as we stole kisses, moans and orgasms between soap and shampoo.

Afterwards, I watched her get dressed, her movements graceful and fluid as she slid into her clothes. She looked radiant, hair shimmering as she ran her fingers through it, a playful glint in her eyes as she caught me watching.

She stepped close, her lips brushing against my cheek, soft and sweet. "Goodbye, cutie," she whispered, her breath warm against my skin.

She pulled back, her eyes sparkling. "Let's meet tonight... and continue the exploration you were talking about." She winked, her tone dripping with promise, before turning on her heels, her hair swinging behind her as she made her way to the door.

I leaned against the wall, a grin spreading across my face. "Sure thing," I replied.

Then, with a little wave of her hand, she slipped out, the door clicking shut behind her.

I stood there for a moment, the echo of her presence lingering in the room, her scent still woven into the air. I let out a breath, my heart still thudding in my chest. I ran a hand through my hair, shaking my head.

"So what should I do today?" I whispered to the empty room.