With the adrenaline of Sett's memories still coursing through his veins, Jin left the room and the sound of heavy breathing stopped him dead in his tracks.
"Jin... ugh... I'm wrecked," panted Natsuha, leaning all her weight on the treadmill handrails, "I-I feel very tense, could you help me stretch..?"
The intense exercise had left her soaked and extremely glistening.
Her white sports top, drenched in sweat, had become practically transparent, clinging to her udders like film.
Leaving the pink color of her areolas and her hardened nipples in plain sight.
Sighing deeply, Jin shook his head.
"Didn't I tell you to take it slow?" He murmured, closing the distance between them. "Or is it that you like disobeying me?"
"I-I...mm~"
Without waiting for excuses, his hands claimed her small waist, sinking into the heat she radiated and the firmness of her body.
Pressing her against his chest, her scent assaulted him in an intoxicating mix of her perfume and the raw smell of physical exertion.
Without saying more, he buried his face in the hollow of her neck and slowly ran his tongue over the skin, tasting the sweat.
"Ah~... mmm♥️... that tickles!" moaned Natsuha arching back.
"Delicious..." growled Jin inhaling her scent deeply while his hot breath hit her ear. "Even your sweat is sweet."
"J-Jin! I'm all sticky..." murmured Natsuha, her face completely flushed, but it wasn't clear if the blush was from exhaustion or the embarrassment of having him tasting her.
Without letting go of her completely for even a second, Jin grabbed the towel hanging from the machine and began running it over her skin, but it was clear that hygiene was the last thing on his mind.
His movements were slow and loaded with a single intention: to caress.
Dragging the towel down her back with firm pressure, he went down the groove of her spine until reaching the pronounced arch of her waist, only to go up again.
Using the excuse of drying the sweat, his fingers pressed in, memorizing the texture of every part and claiming every inch of her body.
Natsuha tried to keep her mouth closed, but couldn't help small moans escaping every time Jin pressed too hard.
Then, he brought the towel to the front and dragged it over her udders without any gentleness, rubbing directly against her nipples, again and again, with a cruel rhythm.
"... n-not there... Ah~♥️!"
Once her skin was dry enough, Jin spun her around and without breaking contact, slid his palms from her waist downwards, tracing the curve of her thighs while he himself descended to the floor.
"Mmm♥️... ah~..."
Upon reaching her calves, his thumbs pressed deep, undoing the tension, but soon the therapeutic facade crumbled.
His hands slid slowly upward, running over the backs of her knees until reaching the juicy flesh of her thighs.
"... y-yes there~♥️...!"
There, his fingers sank in with force, squeezing and molding the flesh with a passion that made her shudder.
Even so, Natsuha, far from staying still, took advantage of the position.
Knowing exactly where Jin's face was, she arched her back sharply and pushed her hips back.
And shaking her ass, she rubbed her still hot and soaked buttocks directly against Jin's face.
Smack!
"Aa~♥️!"
A sudden spank exploded against her skin, making her shudder.
"Get on all fours!" ordered Jin, using the palm still on her to push her down without gentleness.
With her cheeks still burning, Natsuha turned her head and seeing the hunger in Jin's eyes, she knew she had screwed up...
But obeying nonetheless, she clung to the treadmill handrails and stuck her ass up as high as possible.
"..."
Admiring this work of art, Jin took a moment of absolute silence while crossing himself over such a sin in plain sight.
"Lord, I am not worthy of this blessing, but if you put such a temptation in front of me... don't expect me to behave like a saint."
And having no more patience, he hooked his fingers into the leggings and pulled...
Riiip!
Unable to resist, the tights tore, leaving her pussy completely exposed: glistening with fluids, swollen, and throbbing with visible need.
Without further ado, Jin grabbed her ass cheeks tightly and buried his face, greedily inhaling the scent and sliding his tongue from the entrance of her vagina upwards, locating her clitoris and punishing it.
"Mmm~♥️... Ah~... Jin-kun~ N-No, it's d-dirty♥️... how embarrassing..." Natsuha's words said one thing, but her actions said another.
Pushing her butt backward, she pressed her clitoris desperately against that playful tongue.
Slurp! Schlick!
It moved skillfully, tracing circles around the clitoris before focusing all its attention on it, and with every lick, Jin sucked hard, drinking the constant flow of juice that was starting to gush out.
"Ah~!... Mmm~Jin-kun♥️!... MORE!"
Slurp, Schlap, Schlap!
Flicking it quickly, Jin sent electric shocks directly to her pussy through his tongue, while his hands squeezed her thighs tightly.
Starting to shake violently, Natsuha's knees began to buckle, but she didn't stop grinding her hips against him.
Schluck! Mmm-paf!
With the tension reaching a breaking point, Natsuha's knuckles turned white from the pressure against the handrail and her toes curled in pure pleasurable agony.
"Jin...kun!... I-I'm... I'm gonna... ugh~... AHHHH~♥️! J-JIN-KUN!~♥️"
With that glorious scream, which surely echoed in several nearby houses, the orgasm hit her.
With her waist taut like a bowstring, a series of uncontrollable spasms shook every muscle in her body... Natsuha collapsed.
…
Bathroom.
The atmosphere was stifling.
Steam swirled under the warm lights, transforming the space into a private sanctuary wrapped in mist.
Added to the constant patter of water, this created a space isolated from the rest of the world.
Leaning against the wall, Natsuha arched her back while water droplets traced paths down her skin.
Positioned right behind her, Jin had let a generous amount of shower gel fall into his palm and rubbed his hands together until creating a thick foam.
"..."
Taking a second, he admired how the drops slid down the nape of Natsuha's neck before getting lost in the curve of her back…
Then, with no other intention, his hands moving slowly, sank first into the tension of her shoulders.
"Mmm~..."
With the moan, he began a tortuous descent with his palms sliding down the groove of her spine in long, firm caresses.
"Argh~... Jin-kun... it feels... so good...~♥️"
With an electrifying softness, his fingers began to explore every part and every hidden corner with total concentration.
And there was no rush.
His hands traced the outline of her ribs and the curve of her waist with devotion, memorizing the texture of her skin, the heat, and the way her muscles twitched at the slightest touch.
"Ah~... mmm~... Jin-kun!♥️"
Jin took his time to decipher her, letting his palms memorize every corner of her body with a disturbing calm.
Once he finished, Natsuha turned around with a pout on her face.
That face, added to her barely five-foot-five frame, made her look deliciously vulnerable in front of Jin's imposing figure.
And yet, she seemed to be bottomless.
"Why did you stop~...?"
Looking at him with eyes clouded by desire, she pressed her body against him, rubbing her breasts and thighs, trying to provoke him.
"Don't tell me you ran out of breath after just one round~♥️"
"Heh..."
Jin snorted, amused.
The question should be if she could keep up.
She had just come spectacularly and was already asking for more...
"You're an insatiable little slut, aren't you?"
If she still had the strength to provoke him like that, it meant his previous "training" hadn't been intense enough.
Suddenly digging his fingers deep into her buttocks, he lifted her up in a single motion.
"Kyaaa~!"
Letting out a little squeal of surprise, Natsuha clung to his neck while her legs automatically wrapped around his waist, like a koala.
Splash
"Mmm~♥️!"
Without pausing, Jin slammed her against the wall tiles, making her gasp.
But that position wasn't enough.
Grabbing Natsuha's legs, he arranged them over his shoulders, hooking them there.
"Now we're talking..." Gaining momentum...
Smack!
He sank into her with a single brutal thrust, burying himself balls deep.
"AAAAhhhh~~♥️!"
A strangled moan, almost a scream, escaped Natsuha's lips, as her head fell back.
The position gave her a depth she had never experienced.
The sensation of being full, with him hammering her deepest spot with every thrust, numbed her whole body.
Smack♥️! Smack♥️! Smack♥️!
The roar of the falling water wasn't enough to drown out their ragged, animalistic breathing, nor the raw sound of skin crashing against skin.
The steam fogged up the glass of the shower screen, and drops of condensation slid down the glass, mimicking the tears of pure happiness welling up in Natsuha's eyes.
"Ugh~! J-Jin... kun... i-inside... you're so deep inside~! Kyaaa~!♥️"
Her words broke with every thrust, shattered by the brutal force with which he rammed her.
The only thing she could do was cling to life, digging her nails into his arms.
It was very wild sex.
Her jelly-like breasts bounced with every thrust, smashing against Jin and deforming.
It was a sight he couldn't pass up.
Without stopping hammering her, Jin snatched one of her breasts.
"Hyah~! D-don't bite...! Ahhh!♥️"
With her nipple already hardened and enclosing it completely in his mouth. He wasn't gentle.
His cheeks hollowed as he applied vacuum suction, trying to drink from her like a baby, while his tongue attacked the tip with rapid movements.
"Mmmgh~! It feels... ugh~! It connects to my womb...! Ahhhh!♥️"
The pleasure was devastating.
While his mouth abused her nipples, sending jolts straight to her brain, his hips kept pounding her without mercy, creating a pleasure that was frying her from the inside.
Natsuha was being rocked by waves she couldn't control.
Every time he sank in, hitting her womb without mercy, her eyes rolled back and a current of pure pleasure shot up her spine, overriding any rational thought.
She was convinced she was being consumed. Fat, sweat, fluids, and sanity... everything was evaporating in the heat of that bathroom.
But Jin had no intention of stopping at the wall.
"What happened? Hold on because we're not done yet."
What followed was a marathon of depravity that lasted almost an hour. Jin took her to the limit, putting her through a series of "exercises" that challenged her endurance, truly reaching failure.
It was a true full-body workout where every muscle was pushed to the limit.
When it all finally ended, Natsuha was wrecked.
She no longer had control over her limbs.
Her arms fell heavily and her legs spread open without strength. She had been left completely limp and filled, letting Jin manipulate her and wash her at will, unable to move a single finger on her own.
…
Taking a sponge, Jin began to clean her, sliding the foam over her shoulders and arms with care.
For Natsuha, who could barely keep her eyelids open, the contrast was intense: those same hands that minutes ago held her with brute force and forced her open into positions she had never imagined, were now caring for her as if she were the most fragile treasure in the world.
"Mmm? Do you still feel like being a bad girl?" asked Jin with a mocking laugh, while his fingers combed back the strands sticking to her forehead.
"N-No!"
She shook her head weakly, "Jin-kun... ~ y-you're... too incredible... ♥️"
She had been naive.
She really thought that, with all her recent physical training and improved cardiovascular endurance, she could finally keep up with his pace, withstand his thrusts, and even take control.
But the harsh reality had hit her as hard as his hips.
There was no competition possible: he was in a completely different league.
Waaaa... am I never going to be able to beat him?
Today, once again, the scoreboard was clear: Absolute defeat for her.
________
Time: If you're craving more (and I know you are!), I have just what you need. On my Patreon, you'll find exclusive chapters. Join our community and be the first to discover what happens next!
👉 [patreon.com/Athome790]
Your support fuels me. Thank you for the support! 💖