Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 170: Pervert

[I will try to fix previous few chapter and make the plot little better]

It was clearly a money transaction without any emotions, but at this moment, in addition to lust, Ryan was also full of tenderness, patiently waiting for her to adapt.

The tight virgin hole clamped around his penis, and the sensation was indescribably wonderful.

The two naked bodies entangled together and began to move. Ryan saw that she was gradually speeding up, licked his lips, and said, "Baby, how does it feel to have sex with a man..."

"The excitement is even more intense..."

They were reluctant to separate even after their lips became numb from kissing. Abigail took the initiative to offer her beautiful breasts, already covered with kiss marks, to Ryan.

Ryan grabbed and rubbed them without hesitation, licking her sensitive nipples, making her moan louder and louder. She murmured in excitement and confusion, as charming as crying:

"Ah... don't ask me now..."

"Honey, you're so hard... it makes me so sore."

The pain of losing her virginity had been replaced by pleasure. She swayed more and more wildly, twisting her sexy body gracefully like a tall dancer.

The tight, hot flesh swallowed his hard cock again and again, the rhythm growing faster, bringing them both an intensely erotic rush.

The slapping sounds were like splashing water. Abigail hadn't expected to be so sensitive. Her love juice flowed freely where they were connected.

"Ah..." Soon, Abigail let out a crying-like moan, her movements becoming faster and more frantic.

Ryan also hugged her tightly, sucking hard on her snow-white breasts. At the same time, he couldn't control himself and thrust upward, driving his penis deep into her untouched core.

"No!"

Abigail's already pink body began to twitch violently.

Amid her wild moans, her uterus, defiled for the first time, convulsed and twitched, spraying a stream of hot love fluid onto his shaft.

Ryan was also lost in the ecstasy of their union. When he saw she had reached her peak, he stopped, holding her close as he kissed and caressed her tenderly.

For a long time, the rapid panting gradually steadied, and that alluring voice remained an auditory delight.

After resting for a while, still lost in the lingering pleasure of her climax, Abigail murmured dazedly, "Am I still alive?"

"Did it feel good?"

Ryan continued kissing her face, caressing her body, which still trembled slightly from the aftershocks.

"You're so gentle..."

Abigail shyly nodded, her face flushed with intoxication as she whispered, "Do you treat them the same way?"

"What, are you getting jealous already?"

Ryan teased, his hands roaming freely over her body.

Abigail reveled in his teasing, gasping softly as she replied, "You playboy… Who could possibly keep up with being jealous of you? I'm just surprised you can be this tender."

"Abigail, you came, but I haven't yet."

Ryan nibbled her ear, his voice thick with excitement. "Let's switch positions!"

"Mhm!"

Abigail obediently nodded, feeling the throbbing of his cock inside her and the possessive hunger in his eyes. She had no reason to refuse.

Ryan slowly pulled out, murmuring, "Abigail, turn around and hold onto the table. I want to take you from behind."

"This position… really makes me feel like a bitch in heat."

Abigail spoke with a mix of shame and exhilaration.

She stood submissively, bending forward to raise her exquisitely round and supple buttocks. Her pussy was a mess, dripping with so much arousal that it trickled down, mingled with faint traces of virgin blood—an undeniably enticing sight.

Abigail stood nearly six feet tall, a height that would make ninety percent of men feel inadequate in her presence.

The idea of taking her from behind was almost laughable—most wouldn't even reach high enough to kiss her, let alone attempt this.

Ryan felt a slight pressure too, given how long and straight her legs were. Fortunately, she didn't need to bend her knees too much to accommodate him.

Running his hands over the soft, resilient curves of her ass, Ryan growled, "Abigail, I wonder how many men have fantasized about fucking you like this."

"Those guys at school… I bet they've jerked off to thoughts of you countless times."

As he spoke, Ryan spread her legs slightly, adjusting his stance for better leverage.

Gripping his cock, slick with her juices and streaks of virgin blood, he teased her sensitive clit with the head, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles.

"So… sensitive…"

Abigail shuddered, her breath hitching as she moaned, "They'll… only ever get to fantasize…"

"But you… the man I chose… from now on… you can fuck me however you want… I'll be your good little lover."

What man wouldn't be turned on by such words? Ryan couldn't hold back any longer. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he thrust forward forcefully.

With a wet slurp, his cock buried itself to the hilt, once again engulfed by the tight, virgin depths that seemed to clench even more seductively after being breached.

"So good… baby!"

"Ah! You're fucking me to death… It's even better than I imagined!"

The moment he was inside, Ryan began pistoning in and out rapidly, driving into her pink, virgin pussy like a jackhammer.

Each thrust went deep, powerful, and relentless, their bodies colliding with loud, rhythmic slaps.

Abigail moaned wantonly, crying out in pleasure, reduced to mindless, gasping ahhs.

For a virgin, her first sexual experience was unbelievably intense—the pleasure far surpassing anything she had ever dismissed in her imagination.

Her tall, sensual body trembled wildly, her disheveled hair swaying with each movement. This unrestrained, erotic sight was something even she wouldn't recognize.

Her full, round breasts swayed with every forceful impact, the undulating waves of flesh and ass most evident in this position.

Unable to resist, Ryan reached up, gripping her bouncing tits to steady her body as he fucked her even faster.

The sound of skin slapping and her unrestrained moans filled the room. Abigail screamed shamelessly, completely lost in the sensations.

Overwhelmed by the pleasure, she let out a sobbing, almost pained cry, "I can't… It's too much… I'm coming again, ah—!"

"I'm gonna cum too!"

Ryan bent over her, licking the sweat-slicked curve of her neck, his voice a feral growl.

"Ah—!" Abigail shrieked, her glistening body seizing up in another powerful climax.

The familiar euphoria crashed over her, amplified by the deep, relentless thrusts as Ryan pounded into her without restraint.

This orgasm was even more intense than the first.

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As she convulsed in pleasure, Ryan let out a ragged groan, his cock pressing firmly against her quivering cervix.

The moment his slit flared, scalding cum erupted in thick, pulsing spurts—one, then another…

With each slow, deliberate thrust, he emptied himself as if draining his very soul, the overwhelming pleasure spreading to every cell in his body, rendering the moment indescribable.

It was pure bliss—being filled to the brim as she climaxed, the pleasure unlike anything she'd ever known.

Abigail was so overwhelmed she nearly blacked out, left gasping for air as sporadic tremors wracked her body.

About ten minutes later, she finally blinked her dazed eyes open, murmuring weakly, "Did I… survive?"

"You did, baby. But you damn near killed me with how good it was."

Now cradled in Ryan's arms on the couch, she let him gently wipe away the sweat glistening on her skin.

"Me too… I never knew it could feel this amazing."

Abigail felt boneless, too weak to even lift a finger, her eyes misty as she basked in his aftercare.

After resting a while longer, Ryan lit a post-sex cigarette, taking a satisfied drag. Abigail finally mustered enough energy to curiously eye his now-softened cock.

Glistening with her juices, his cum, and traces of her virgin blood, she didn't feel the melancholy some women might.

Instead, she let out a soft giggle, whispering, "So scary when it's hard… but now it's all soft and silly, like a little worm."

She picked up a tissue and, as if returning a favor, began wiping Ryan's cock, only to find the dry tissue wasn't very effective.

Suddenly curious, she asked, "Ryan, do Yana and the others always carry wet wipes in their bags?"

Ryan was feeling lightheaded at that moment, watching the beautiful campus belle serve him. With a lecherous grin, he said, "They do, but they usually use their mouths."

"That's so wild! You're such a pervert with all these bad ideas."

Abigail thought for a moment, then said softly, "I'll remember that. Next time, I'll do it for you. It's all clean now."

Ryan wanted to explain the meaning of aftercare—it wasn't just about giving men a sense of conquest and satisfaction. In fact, a cock right after cumming was very sensitive, and the feeling of being licked was especially amazing.

But just then, Abigail's stomach growled loudly. She blushed and said, "I forgot to eat dinner. I'm starving. Let's go grab something to eat first."

When she looked up, it was already 11 p.m., well past the school's curfew.

Ryan nodded, stood up, and began packing things with her. Abigail even went to wash her face, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She looked a little more seductive than usual.