The Smiling Death

That was all Amon needed.

He moved over her in one smooth motion. His frame settled between her still-spread thighs. Strong hands planted firmly on either side of her chest, caging her in against the soft mattress.

Scarlett looked up at him with open, trembling lust. Her crimson-red eyes glowed softly in the dim lantern light. Anticipation and hunger mixed on her flushed face.

Amon’s gaze dropped at once to the soft, heavy mounds rising and falling with her breaths.

Those beautiful breasts one of his greatest weaknesses were fully bare now. Pale, fair skin glowed under the warm light. Tight, perky pink nipples stood stiff and inviting, the slightly darker areolas looming delicious.

His hands left the mattress and cupped them immediately.

The moment his palms sank into the warm, silky-smooth skin, a deep, appreciative groan escape from his throat.

"Hah~..."

They were far too large for his hands to fully contain. Incredibly soft—like warm marshmallows that yielded and spilled between his fingers. He squeezed gently at first, watching his fingers sink deep into the plush flesh, molding and lifting the massive globes. Then released just enough to let them settle and jiggle before molding them again.

"Ahhhnn~"

A sweet, breathy moan escaped Scarlett’s lips. Her back arched instinctively, pushing her chest harder into his palms, offering more of herself to him. Her eyes fluttered closed, long red hair fanned across the pillows.

The recent orgasm had left every nerve hypersensitive; the simple pressure of his hands already sent sparks racing through her.

Amon’s hunger sharpened. He grabbed both breasts greedily now, kneading with growing force. Fingers dug into the heavy, supple flesh, lifting, squeezing, spreading them apart then pressing them together.

His thumbs found the stiff pink peaks and brushed over them in slow circles, feeling the tiny buds harden even further under his touch.

"Look at these twin buds... they’re so hard~" he teased, voice thick and rough with lust.

"It’s because of you, darling..." Scarlett breathed, already lost. Her voice trembled.

"You’re too much, my love..."

The sensation was pure heaven. Her breasts overflowed his palms with every squeeze—soft yet full.

He could feel the heavy weight of them, the way they shifted and bounced slightly even when he held them still.

"Anhh~... ahh~..."

Her moans grew more helpless, more broken. Nipples were one of her most dangerous spots, and right now they burned with need.

Amon leaned down slowly. Warm breath tickled over her right nipple. Making the sensitive peak twitch.

He stuck out his tongue and gave a long, slow, teasing lick around the slightly darker pink areola, carefully circling but never quite touching the aching tip.

Lick... slow circle... lick...

"Ahh~ Amon!"

Her entire body trembled. He continued the torment, strokes of his tongue tracing endless circles over the areola.

While his other hand kept fondling and gently pinching her left nipple between thumb and finger, rolling the stiff bud.

Electric pleasure shot straight down her spine and into her core. Her head fell back hard against the pillow. Moans rose higher, sweeter, more desperate.

"Aahnn~... ahh~... please...♡"

Finally, after long seconds of cruel teasing, he dragged the flat of his tongue directly across the stiff, then sucked it hard with hunger.

Mmh... suck..

Scarlett’s hand flew to the back of his head. Fingers tangled roughly into his black hair and pulled him closer, forcing more of her soft breast into his mouth.

"Amon... slow down... Ahn~!" she moaned, even as her body completely betrayed her words by arching harder, pressing the heavy mound deeper against his lips and tongue.

He sucked greedily. Loud, wet, filthy sounds filled the quiet bedroom.

Schlurp... suck... mmh... pop—

He stretched the soft flesh with the force of his suction, cheeks hollowing as if he were trying to draw milk from her.

The nipple elongated slightly between his lips. When he finally released it with a lewd.

pop

The peak was swollen, dark pink, and glistening thickly with his saliva. Without pause he moved to the other breast and gave it the exact same passionate, hungry treatment.

Suck... lick... schlurp...

Tears of overwhelming pleasure gathered at the corners of Scarlett’s glowing red eyes and spilled down her temples. Continuous, broken, high-pitched moans spilled from her open mouth.

"Ahhh~... ahnn~... yes~... Amon...!"

At last he pulled back. Both nipples were wet, shiny.

Her face was flushed deep crimson, eyes dazed and glassy with lust.

Amon cupped the heavy breasts once more and squeezed them firmly together, creating a deep, lewd valley of cleavage.

The saliva-slick buds pressed tightly side by side. Then he released them suddenly so the soft flesh jiggled and bounced heavily.

He gave each mound a light slap.

Plah! Plah!

The pale flesh rippled and bounced under the impacts, faint pink handprints blooming for a moment.

"Ahmnn~... darling~♡"

"Scarlett... your breasts are so fucking lewd," he groaned, voice thick with raw hunger.

"Such a bad woman... hiding these perfect, heavy tits under your clothes for so long... keeping them from me..."

"Ahn~ Amon... don’t say such embarrassing things..." she whimpered, voice shaky and broken with arousal. The shame only made her wetter.

Amon loved the embarrassed and aroused expression on her face. "You’re so cute when you’re like this," he murmured, then crashed his mouth against hers in a deep filthy kiss.

Chu... slurp... schlick...

Their tongues met immediately in messy, open-mouthed, hungry. Saliva mixed.

She moaned helplessly into his mouth as the thick, rock-hard length of his cock slid repeatedly against the smooth, plump skin of her inner thighs, leaving sticky, shiny trails of precum with every slow grind.

"Scarlett... spread your legs more for me," he asked against her lips, voice husky.

"Ahn... yes, Amon..." she whispered obediently. Her thick, soft thighs opened even wider, knees nearly touching the mattress, giving him complete, shameless access to her dripping pussy.

Her pink, rosy lower lips were visibly swollen and shiny with arousal.

The slick folds had parted slightly on their own, revealing the wet entrance.

Clear, sticky love juices coated everything and had already begun to drip down toward her ass.