NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 173: Thin Walls *R18

"God... even the precum... it’s driving me crazy, John," Dalia moaned, her face reddened and her eyes closed in concentration. John looked at her, the normally reserved and shy Dalia had been replaced with a wild, lustful mess.

She sucked his cock, taking inch by inch and gagging on his thick girth. John groaned as his tip hit the back of her throat and he could feel his balls tightening. He thrust into her face and grabbed her hair as he started face fucking her.

She made cute whimpering noises that made John’s cock even harder. He had never seen her act like this, so eager and insatiable.

He grabbed her and flipped her around, laying her down on the bed and removing her skirt, revealing her pink folds, glistening with moisture. She crawled on all fours, arching her back and calling attention to her big round cheeks and wide hips.

Her eagerness had spurred him on and flamed his passion. His primal desires were on fire and John could barely contain himself.

He pulled down her lacy white thongs, revealing her perfect ass and the cute little pink pussy hiding between her thick thighs. He groaned, rubbing his thumb against her wet folds.

"Stop teasing me and stick it in," she demanded as she looked back at John with desire. Her pupils were dilated, and her lips slightly parted. She pushed her ass towards him, hoping that would make him put it inside her already.

John growled and gripped her hip tightly, but he wasn’t going to listen to her.

"Not yet, cutie. Let me do the same thing to you," he said as he brought his face to her moistened cleft and took in a deep breath, letting the sweet, fragrant scent of her sex flood his senses and set his nerves on fire.

She gasped, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly as John began lapping at her swollen pink petals, his tongue probing into her dribbling channel and massaging her inner walls.

His thick, calloused fingers slid across her clit, sending shivers down her spine and making her body writhe.

Her legs trembled as John gripped her thighs tightly and he felt her incoming orgasm. She was close and John was going to push her over the edge. He looked at her face, her eyes rolled back and her cheeks flushed.

Her breathing hitched and John increased his pace, his tongue swirling and his fingers rubbing. Dalia arched her back and cried out. Her climax sent her body shuddering, and she whimpered like a kitten as John’s tongue tasted her sweet nectar.

Her body lost strength and she collapsed limp on the bed, her extremities sprawled in all directions and her hair dishevelled and splayed across her face. She looked back at John with drowsy eyes.

"Now fuck me, John, please," she pleaded as she rubbed her sore folds and spread them apart with her index and middle finger, swaying her thick cheeks to entice John.

John felt his cock throbbing and straining with his arousal. Her naked, shivering figure looked deliciously vulnerable, and her soft moans and pleading made him even more aroused.

He licked his lips and grabbed his cock. The anticipation was killing him, but he wanted to savour every moment and he would drag out their session, but he also wanted to gain strength and with his upgraded class, he had a new way of gaining strength without quests.

"Echo, is Julian in his room?" John asked Echo telepathically.

"Yes, he is, but he’s asleep," Echo replied, but only John could hear it.

John brushed his cock up and down Dalia’s slit, and she groaned, writhing on the bed as she waited for John’s thick girth to stretch her. He did it absentmindedly until he thought of something.

"Echo, make the walls thinner. I want Julian to hear it."

Echo replied in agreement, and John got back to business. His cock rubbed her folds and slid against her slick clit, making her squirm with anticipation and pleasure.

After a while, John heard Julian’s muffled voice and he knew the walls had become thinner. Julian heard everything. John rubbed his thick mushroom head on her opening and slid his hands under her body to cup her plump breasts, his hands massaging her perky pink nipples.

"Come on, don’t tease me... oh, fuck..." her words were replaced with moans as John entered her. His thick member pushed in inch after inch, filling her up and stretching her to her limits.

John groaned as his tip buried deep inside her tight, warm, and wet canal. She felt so good, like her body was sucking him in and clenching him tightly, urging him to continue.

"You’re such a bad girl, Dalia. You know your cuck ex-boyfriend is sleeping in the next room, right?" John hissed as he thrust into her roughly. He pulled on her blonde hair, and she whimpered, his harsh words filling her with pleasure and guilt.

Dalia knew Julian could hear her. She shouldn’t have done this, but it was too late and John was now slamming into her relentlessly, his hips smacking against her plump ass.

"I don’t care about him. He can’t give me this pleasure—AH! No, John!" She squealed as John thrust his cock all the way inside her, her pussy squirting and gushing against his length.

Julian could feel his heart breaking as he listened to the sounds coming from his ex-girlfriend’s bedroom. His throat had tightened, and tears streamed down his cheeks as he listened to his beloved with someone else.

Her blonde locks, soft skin, and wide hips. All these things belonged to John. It was as if Julian was not worthy of her. The thought made Julian’s stomach drop. He wasn’t hungry anymore; he felt nothing. It was as though a void had swallowed all his emotions and left him empty.

John listened to Julian’s muffled whimpers and he smirked as he read the system’s notification.

[Ex Boyfriend Humiliation]

[0.1 Strength Obtained]

[0.1 Agility Obtained]

The notifications kept coming up, one after another as John continued to thrust in and out of Dalia’s sweet cunt, making her scream in pleasure.

"Scream my name, tell the world who you belong to!" John grunted as he slammed into her mercilessly, his balls slapping against her moist thighs, their sweaty bodies smacking against each other and creating wet, meaty noises that echoed through the room.

"I belong to John... AHHHH FUCK! I’m coming, John!"

"Who do you belong to, whore!?"

"AHHHH GOD! Please fuck me, John. Just fuck me and breed me! AHHH, OH JOHN, MY CUNT IS TREMBLING! AAAHHHHH!!!"

Her pussy clenched on him, and she gushed as she orgasmed violently, her face red and her breath hitching.

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The whole ordeal lasted for hours, John thrusting relentlessly until his stamina was depleted.

After their tryst, he was spent, and Dalia curled up against him, snuggling into his arms and breathing softly as sleep overtook them. John watched her rest, a small smile forming on his lips. He brushed a strand of hair away from her face and pressed a gentle kiss on her cheek before succumbing to his own exhaustion.

Her delicate face, soft features, and her thick curves had ignited his passion and given him a sense of fulfilment he hadn’t felt before. They had not spoken about their relationship and John did not intend to, as he feared the complications it might cause.