CHAOS BORN

He stayed in the doorway, his eyes scanning the room before him. It was a slightly spacious room, adorned with a pair of casement windows curtained on the side. In the center of the room stood a plush bed, with a small table next to it. A glowstone lamp and a framed wedding photo of Carlos and Sharron were placed on the bedside table. The walls were painted in a soft rose hue, with only a lone ticking clock as decoration high above the windows. Overall, it was a tastefully decorated room with a minimalist aesthetic and ample accommodation.

Propping this up from nothing must have taken years of tolling. Carlos surely poured days and nights of his sweat and money into it. And now, inside the room meant for him, stood Nero, watching his wife taking off her wedding necklace. The one her husband had lovingly placed around her neck on their wedding day, its pendant engraved with his name, signifying her as his.

Sharron placed her wedding necklace inside the drawer and turned her wedding photo face down as if to hide the scandalous affair and betrayal about to unfold from her love.

Standing there with her back still turned to Nero, she grabbed the hems of her now scrunched-up black gown before pulling it smoothly over her head. She threw the gown over the headboard before proceeding to climb on the bed in nothing but her underwear to hide her modesty. Ready to pour her sweat with another man on the bed bought exclusively for them by her husband. 

Nero was speechless as she leisurely stretched her body, like a cat, before settling gracefully on her right side. Her right elbow rested on the pillow, propping her head up with her hand. With an air of ownership, Sharron laid there lazily, like a queen in her palace, her eyes fixed on him as if he were the performer of her private show. All the while, they were clad in only black lacy cotton underwear and a matching lacy bra of the same color.

The gap in her haughty face and her seductive attire was driving him hysterical.

His purple eyes roamed her hourglass figure like a beast. The woman was truly the finest specimen and fully deserved every admiration she received as the number one beauty in Agroville. He was truly perplexed about where to even start with eating this juicy peach. Should he begin from her slender neck? Burying her in deep kisses and love bites, marking her as his. What about her melons? They felt begging to be freed out of her black lacy bra that was barely even restraining them. Without her gown, half of her breasts were already out in the open. He could fully see their shape and size, even make out her rose nips poking at her flimsy bra in excitement. His eyes followed the curves of her body, and couldn’t help but notice her slim waist. It was flawlessly smooth, with her delicate belly button adding a touch of charm. Carlos had even gifted her a golden belly chain to perfect its glamor. Such a good husband!

As Nero’s eyes trailed further down, her most coveted honeypot caught his attention, snuggled seamlessly behind her lacy black underwear. He finally knew where to start when he noticed the glistening wet patch on her black underwear highlighting her camel toe.

He lunged forward like a raging bull ready to mount the bewitching married beauty. There was only one overwhelming thought in his mind: to pin her down and experience the intoxicating taste of her treasured flower. A right which the wife reserved solely for her husband. Nero wanted it.

Unfortunately for him, he was not the one calling shots in that bed. Sharron effortlessly shook off his charge like a skilled matador with the sole of her right foot, toying with him a few times, trying to calm his nerves.

Nero grabbed her feet in frustration with his left hand. He paused himself with one knee on the footboard of the bed. The vixen had been playing with him ever since he set foot inside her house. She had been splashing cold water on every flare of courage he gathered when he attempted to take the reins. However, she had also taken him to cloud nine and been guiding him. 

He moved his left hand, which clasped her leg to the side, causing her to stretch further. His eyes traveled past her toned legs and supple thighs, setting his sights fully on her damp crotch. The sight of her snatch, leaking her juice in the black underwater, made his mouth water. He had a powerful urge to rip those trifling panties off and stuck his tongue inside her to savor what she would taste like. Nevertheless, he reined himself. 

“Calmed down now, bad boy? Don’t be so hasty. Look at the clock. We still have a few hours on our hands. Let’s take our lesson slow and steady, alright?”

Nero didn’t answer but looked at her long, fair feet in his hand. He brought them closer to his face. The touch of her skin felt as if running his fingers across smooth satin, and the gentle curve of her instep fit perfectly in his palm. Her feet were pristine, without a single speck of dirt or blemish. The well-proportioned toenails, manicured carefully with a red hue, and the golden glint of her anklet, were the only adornments he could find in her delicate feet. Nero gently traced his fingers along the curve of her heel, tickling the minx as punishment.  

“Mm-hmm,” Sharron brought her finger to her mouth, gently biting into them to hold the moan leaking from her as she squirmed in sweet agony. The moment Nero felt she began to let her guard down, he pressed his lips deeply into her toes and gave the curve of her feet a quick lick, all in a single motion.

“Ahh!” She arched her hips in shock before promptly withdrawing her feet from his grasp. He also freed her graceful leg without putting up any fight. 

There was silence in the bedroom, with Sharron lying in there with rushed breathing and Nero with his one knee on the bed’s footboard, eyeing her hungrily like a beast. It seemed the antics of a horny teenager troubled even the experienced vixen.

In a few seconds, Sharron regained her bearing. 

“Geez, Student Nero, you are acting like a horndog that has never seen a woman in its life,” Sharron cooed as if hurt by his actions. She gave him a side eye while gently twirling the only strand of hair that escaped her hair bun.

“I am sorry, Mrs. Sharron. I wish I could control myself better around you, but when I see you, all I want to do is rip your clothes off and fuck you.” That came from the bottom of his heart. At some point, Nero had long forgotten why he started all this ruse. All he wanted now was to make this charming woman come under him and writhe in pleasure, with no hindrance. Even if she asked him to grab the moon or slap Buddha for that as a price, he was more than willing to try.

“Aiya! Those are the final advanced lessons, Student Nero. You won’t be able to fully learn those until you complete the intermediate lessons, understand?”

He nodded and remained silent without saying a word or moving, leaving everything up to the vixen to decide.

“Teacher can’t continue our class with you in such an aroused state, Student Nero,” Sharron suggested her voice a whisper. “It might be a good idea to calm someone down and release some tension.”

Nero’s eyes followed her gaze and he looked down. His hard dick was straining against his pants, pointing straight at her like a fully drawn sword, ready to battle. He didn’t need to be told twice what she wanted him to do. 

He dipped his thumbs into the sides of his pants, clutching both the elastic of his underwear and the waistband of his pants in his grip. In one swift movement, he pulled both down in one swoop before stepping out of them. Next, he unbuttoned two of the front buttons of his shirt, pulled it over his head, and dropped it to join his pants on the floor.

Locking his eyes with her, he stepped back, intent on giving her a full view of his birthday suit. Every inch of his body, from his neck to his toes, had been forged through countless days of grueling hard work, all in pursuit of becoming an invulnerable warrior. He couldn’t wait to find out how his chiseled flesh would fare against this mature woman in bed. 

As Sharron’s eyes fully took his naked self in all its glory for the first time, an audible gulp echoed through the room.

“Ah!” she pressed down gently on her plumb and swelled pussy over her underwear, trying to calm down the growing itch. She could already feel herself leaking more of her sex fluids, making an even more mess out of her already damp underwear. Damn! Would that thing even fit inside me?

“G-go ahead, Student Nero, show me what you always do imagining your teacher.” 

Unlike her usual self, Sharron’s voice showed no trace of teasing or provocation. Instead, there was a hint of slight fear and apprehension as she laid eyes on his eager meat stick. Nero should have caught on to it if he was in a normal state, but now he was anything but normal.

Hearing her order, he immediately stroked his swollen dick as if an excited monkey. The entire situation felt surreal. 

Here he was, buck naked from head to toe, in the privacy of another man’s bedroom. While he worked his ass off in a dangerous, unknown land, his wife here was spreading her legs wide. The spectacle of her touching herself in their bed and the command to beat his meat for her as she eyed his cock like a cheap whore was all making him doubt whether this was even real. What he did know was that the immorality of the situation and the possibility of tasting the forbidden fruit at any moment from now on was driving him high into some bizarre ecstasy. So he excitedly kept on jerking his enlarged meat stick. Not just to please the bombshell pleasuring herself in the bed for now, but also to pay tribute to her for pleasures that awaited them in the future.

Ten minutes later, Nero groaned, feeling a pulse rising from his groin, ready to release his load. Despite his desire to hold back, he couldn’t resist more against Sharron’s seductive pose on the bed, intensified by her revealing outfit and the provocative way she touched herself.

“Are you going to cum?” Sharron rose from bed and crawled on all fours to the edge, seeing him standing nearly on his tiptoes.

“Hmm,” he merely hummed.

“Don’t dirty the floor, pour it down your teacher’s throat,” Sharron winked at him mischievously and opened her mouth. For a second, he couldn’t believe it. But realizing he couldn’t hold up much longer, he staggered toward the edge of the bed.

With his pulsing rod in hand, he aimed at Sharron’s face as she positioned herself on all fours in bed.

The first spurt of cum hit her cheek instead of her waiting mouth. So, Nero lodged his entire mushroom head inside her mouth. He watched as her throat moved up and down in a rhythmic motion, with his warm cum pumping down from her mouth. 

Fully satisfied with his climax, he gave his shaft one last shake before withdrawing it from her mouth. He slapped his cock on her face as she closed her eyes and savored the taste of his release. 

Sharron used her finger to scoop the cum splattered on her face, gleefully sucking it off.

“Hot!!… Mhmm.., and Tasty too~” Her cheerful cooing sounded music to his ears.

“Time to move on to the next lesson, Student Nero,” she whispered, locking her gaze with his, and then playfully positioning herself on all fours in bed, she announced cheerfully, “Exploring the art of cunnilingus~”

Nero looked at her love-shaped butt stuck out for him. The size of these was just perfect—not too absurd or unattractive—but they had a certain plumpness that made him imagine they would overflow if he squeezed them with both hands. Her swollen pussy was pushing against her black underwear and had made a mess out of it.

Nero decided to liberate her from its confines.

Gently, he climbed onto the bed, pulling down her panties slowly as if unwrapping a precious gift. As the panties separated from her pussy, the nectar leaked by her honeypot made a delicate silver thread. She lifted her legs to make it easier for him to take it off of her.

He clutched her black panties in his hands. The heat of her snatch and the dampness from her juices transmitted from them made him immediately bring them over his face. Without hesitation, he sniffed them and gave them a lick. 

He felt no taste of her from it, but the perverseness of doing that with a married woman’s underwear in her active presence and permission gave him a jolt of pleasure. 

Nero dropped the underwear on the bed and lunged forward, rubbing his face and nose over her secret triangle.

“Aiya, not like that Student Nero,” Sharron, surprised and knocked forward from his enthusiasm, pushed his face away gently. She positioned herself comfortably on the bed, propping a fluffy pillow against the headboard. Then, she spread her legs wide open, inviting him.

“Come, your teacher had shaved it down just for you.”

Nero looked down at her rosy slit, which seemed small and tight, with neat little labia lips and a tiny, hooded clit that was all now wet with her arousal. Like a beautiful flower, she had meticulously groomed them for him without leaving a single speck of hair. The reminder gives his already inflated ego another hike. He crawled himself between her open legs, his face inches away from her shaved entrance.

“Go on, kiss my bottom lips too, just like you kissed me earlier”

He stuck his tongue out. Bringing his face down closer to her snatch, giving it a full lick before slowly sliding his tongue into her tight pussy. His lips devoured her while his tongue scraped her insides, melting her flower in his warmth.

“Mmm… Ahh, you’re doing great, Student Nero, B-but stop!” Nero was confused as Sharron nuzzled his head away with her hand after moaning for a few minutes. Before he could question, she used her fingers to pull her hood back to show off her pleasure button. 

“Student Nero, most women may not reach O-Town with penetration alone,” she explained, her voice filled with pleasure. “But this,” she continued, giving her clit a rub, “Mmmfffp! Can get them to the finish line. Clitoral loving is the intense, targeted pleasure that makes us weak in the knees. Never be shy about it, okay? Now come, show the teacher’s pussy some love.”

He gladly responded, taking her cue.

“Ahh…Mhmmm…J-just like that.. slowly-Ah!.. increase pace …mmm” Nero locked onto her clit, sucking it strongly and licking it with his tongue. He was honored with her moan every time he played with her magic button of bliss. 

It wasn’t long before Sharron urged him to add his fingers into the mix and Nero sank a finger into her. It slid easily into her sloppy pussy and, to her shock, he immediately added another. He had long fingers and two of them together were thick, yet she was taking them smoothly. They filled her up perfectly.

With his teacher’s instruction, Nero hooked his fingers up to her pussy as if searching for something. He found what he was looking for, as he touched something inside that felt positively magical for her. Sharron’s sudden lustful gasp and moan tipped him off, and Nero focused his attention on this area.

To avoid getting boring, Nero also wriggled his tongue on her sweet cunt as if writing alphabets. His A’s, B’s, and C’s were rewarded with her sweet moans growing louder.

He truly felt like he was playing a musical instrument after hearing her lustful sonata.

Nero worked his fingers in and out of her faster and faster, and her juices started to slosh and splash. Sharron was thrilled, as the familiar feeling of pressure was building up inside her and it felt like electric shocks were shooting through her body. She knew something was coming, and that it was going to be amazing.

Her connection to reality seemed to fade away as the pleasure grew, reaching its peak. With her eyes rolling back, she let out a primal scream as she exploded with orgasm coursing through her veins. Her pussy clenched so tightly that it shoved Nero’s fingers right out of her and squirted all over his face.

She lay gape-mouthed with her back against the fluffy pillow as much as Nero, who was overwhelmed from witnessing a woman reach her climax for the first time in his life. He looked at his finger, now coated pussy juice. The thread-like wetness they made as he separated them stroked his interest. He immediately brought them to his mouth, suckling them to savor her taste.

That was the sight Sharron, who just opened her eyes, greeted with. 

At that moment, she couldn’t resist pulling him closer. Sharron peppered his face with her soft lips and she tasted herself on him. Sharron knew she was tasting her pussy juice and bottom lips from his face, and it wasn’t unpleasant.

“You are such a good boy, Student Nero,” Sharron whispered in his ear after she piled him with kisses. “Teacher loved your work. We’ll skip everything else and dive straight into the final advanced lesson. Just say how you would like to fill your teacher’s hole.” Her eyes twinkled with provocation and mischief as she bore deep into him.  

Unable to contain his excitement, he blurted out eagerly, “From behind!”.

Sharron chuckled at his eagerness and positioned herself on the bed, on all fours, presenting her love-shaped ass to him again. Hugging the fluffy pillow, she instructed him to retrieve protection from the drawer. Tucking it under her body, she sank into the pillow and pushed her backside towards him, inviting him to fill her with pleasure.

Nero instantly fetched the protection from the drawer and wore it over his throbbing dick.

He hopped on the bed and worked his member along her slit, using the shaft of it to massage her clit as he rubbed. Her juices dripped obscenely as he did so, and he was once again amazed at how wet she was.

As Nero continued to rub her soaked nether regions, the bulge of his mushroom-shaped head now pressed against her clit with each stroke. Sharron, overcome with pleasure, managed to stammer a plea, her voice barely audible, “Please... ah... oh... put it in... ah... please.”

He eagerly obliged, plunging his hardened length into Mrs. Sharron’s tight opening.

Nero was taken aback by the resistance, and he could only penetrate her halfway. He could see how unbelievably wet she was from here, however, which was no doubt the source of the ease of his entry. The suddenness of it didn’t appear to please her, however. She may have been begging for it, but she had a pained look on her face and she grimaced as he worked his dick back and forth, trying to get in.

“Damn, I can’t believe how tight you are, Mrs. Sharron. I guess it’s not surprising considering how little time your husband spent in the village, but it is still unbelievable seeing how sopping wet your pussy is and I can’t even get halfway inside of you!” She wanted to react to him but could not get any words out, other than moaning.

Sharron gasped for air as Nero finally managed to work himself into her and was now just holding his cock fully inside of her, sighing in pleasure. She could feel the pressure pushing against her deepest parts and stretching her vaginal walls to its limits. She was terrified that Carlos would notice how stretched she was once he got back in the village, but it was already inside of her now and she was starting to adjust to it. It wasn’t quite comfortable, but it was satisfying the burning urge she had been feeling for years. She pulled away from Nero’s throbbing member and let a long, loud, involuntary moan escape her lips. “Oh my god, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” The boat had already sailed, and she needed to be fucked.

Responding with a low growl, Nero started to work his cock back and forth. He had trouble moving at first, but each stroke seemed a little easier than the last, and soon he was pumping away at a frantic pace.

He undid her bun and clutched her hair with one hand, gripping it firmly as he used it as a rein. His other hand found her hips, to guide his motion. Nero couldn’t believe how effortlessly he slipped in and out of her in a few minutes. 

In his excitement, he playfully slapped her firm buttocks in delight over his progress, marking her jiggling butt with fresh red handprints.

Sharron’s juices gushed with dirty wet sounds, as she was starting to feel good. As he violently pounded away at her pussy, she rapidly found herself panting “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck” slowly building up herself towards another orgasm. 

Suddenly, Nero halted his movements, eliciting a groan of protest from Sharron. He cooed at her reassuringly, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Sharron, I won’t leave you hanging for long”.

With an audible pop, he pulled out his dick from her hole, and rolled her over quickly on the pillow, putting her face to face with him.

Sharron found herself staring at her pussy somehow. He had laid her down on her back on the pillow and pulled her legs up over his head, pointing her ass straight up in the air. Before she could regain her composure, he leaned in, pressing her soft breasts against his hard, muscled chest. Their lips met and then their tongues as they kissed passionately.

Nero withdrew slightly. With her legs still in his clasp, he put his hard cock above her entrance.

Sharron glanced down. His hard cock extended far beyond her golden waistbelt, its mushroom-shaped tip now resting atop her exposed belly button. She felt a fresh spread of warmth through her groin at the erotic site. 

Nero pulled back and pushed the head of his cock into her pussy, sliding back into her noisily as her wet crotch welcomed him back eagerly as if it couldn’t be enough of him. Her pussy was stuffed so full Sharron was sure it was at its maximum capacity. She watched Nero’s dick sloppily pistoning in and out of her. Her juices splashed out onto the bed with each stroke.

Though the position seemed extremely awkward at the start, Nero managed to pull it off smoothly as he fucked her hard. The change in position caused his cock to shift inside of her, their angle allowed him to expertly scrap her pleasure zones accurately.

Had he done this before? Sharron doubted seeing his experienced demeanor.  Regardless, she was certain that this made him penetrate even deeper into her than Carlos ever had. Lost in a haze of thoughts and the blissful sensations firing up in her head, Sharron reached down to plunge her fingers above his cock, rubbing at her clit.

She closed her eyes, surrendering to the thrill, relishing the feeling of being filled to the brim.

Nero kept up a furious pace, pounding into her with unrestrained excitement, and her pleasure reached its peak. 

She could feel his cock rubbing inside of her body and the heat of it fueling her orgasm to nearly burst. “I’m cumming,” she practically screamed, her voice echoing in the room. The sensation was intense and her body was spasming like crazy. As she came for the second time, her pussy clamped down on Nero’s dick, although not nearly as violently as it had clamped down on his fingers earlier. Either her muscles were too weak to push him out, or his dick was simply too long to be pushed out, but he remained inside of her and she could feel jets of cum being sprayed into the condom stuck in her deepest parts as he had an orgasm himself and unloaded inside of her. 

Nero’s dick popped out and Sharron’s hole started obscenely spilling her juices all over the place. She soaked the bed and his knees, but he just laughed unaffected by the mess.

He removed the condom that was filled with his warm cum and tied a knot tightly before gently setting it down on the bed.

“Mrs. Sharron, are we done with today’s lessons?”

Nero playfully taunted as he looked down at the ravaged, naked beauty on the bed. His gaze drifted between her messy hair, flushed skin, and perky breasts surging up and down with her uneven breath.

Sharron opened her fluttering eyes but couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze. The married woman’s teasing and provocation melted away in the face of the cheeky teenager. Her eyes trailed down his sculpted chest to his well-defined abs and finally rested on his half-erect meat rod. It still seemed raring to go, waiting only for her touches to recover its full glory.

“There is more in the drawer,” Sharron said, her voice barely audible

A mischievous grin formed on his lips when he pieced together her words, failing to hide the smugness on his face. He swiftly hopped off the bed to grab the drawer.

For a long time, the sounds of flesh smacking together, accompanied by the raw, animalistic grunts of a man and the intoxicating moans of a woman, echoed throughout the bedroom.

With the sun gone, darkness started slowly spreading its might across the Agroville village.

Nero stood outside Carlos’s home fastening his footwear in the dim light. Finishing up his work, he straightened himself.

On the doorstep stood Carlos’s wife, without a single piece of cloth on her body to cover her nudity. Her lips were slightly swollen, and love bites crowded from her neck to her protruding soft breasts. Below, packets of condoms filled with Nero’s cum were tied to her golden waistbelt. All his handiwork.

Damn!, the sight was enough to send a tremor below inside his pants.

He lunged forward and ceased her upper lips for a kiss while his hands trailed down, fiddling with her bottom lips.

“Mmm,” Sharron enjoyed his charge for a few seconds before pushing him away. “Sheesh, go home, idiot. We already stretched the time way past the limit.”

“Mrs-,” Sharron pushed a finger on his lips in discontent before he could open his mouth.

“How you name someone or something is important. To express love and close the gap between two people, it’s best to use affectionate names and skip any formalities.”

“Thanks for sharing your boundless wisdom, teach,” He replied, pulling an exaggerated face. 

Despite her stern tone, Nero struggled to take her seriously, especially with her standing in the doorway, completely naked and proudly displaying condoms filled with his semen around her golden waistbelt.

“Why did I even bother? Sigh… now get going, shoo shoo. Jacob will be here any moment.”

“All right! Goodnight Sharron”

Nero ran back sneakily to his home. Sharron was right. The time for the wedding to end was nearing, and if anyone were to see him linger around her house or even run into him during their trip back home, things would get dicey.

So he carefully made his way back home.

He slipped through the unlocked front door, thanked that things were as usual and Granny didn’t lock the door. Silently, he skidded towards the bathroom. He couldn’t wait to soak off the smell of sex and sweat. After that, he hits the bed straight. Sharron had drawn out everything from him. His sore body was now like a dry fountain with no water. He needed rest to replenish the juice.

“Did you just arrive?” 

Nero, who just grabbed the doorknob, paused himself. The sound of Granny’s voice made his heart skip a beat. He was sure Granny’s eyes were scanning his disheveled appearance as she questioned from near the front door. He didn’t turn around fearing his face might give away something. So he hummed in response and jumped in the bathroom as naturally as possible.

Granny looked deeply at the closed door. She seemed lost in thought, but suddenly a gleam flashed in her eyes as if hit by a realization. She slowly shook her head in disappointment before walking back to her room, muttering something.