Across The Pornhwa Verse

Travis decided to change their positions—he wanted to see her face when he fucked the days out of her. Without hesitation, he gripped her thighs and lifted her with ease, turning her around before pinning her firmly against the wall. The cool surface pressed against her back, a sharp contrast to the heat radiating between them.

She giggled, breathless, her fingers trailing over his arms as she admired the raw strength beneath his skin. He made it look effortless, as if she weighed nothing in his grasp.

'He's so strong. He has everything I want in a man,' she thought, her heart racing as she gazed into his dark, hungry eyes.

Whatever trace of Min Chodan remained in her mind had completely evaporated. The moment Travis touched her, teasing her with slow, deliberate strokes, she forgot that anyone else had ever existed. He ran his cock over her pink cave, barely brushing against her entrance, making her shudder. A desperate moan slipped from her lips as she squirmed against him, her body pleading for more.

"Travis..." she whimpered, her voice laced with impatience.

But he only smirked, his thumb circling her sensitive bud, watching as her legs twitched in frustration.

"What's wrong?" he murmured, dragging the moment out, savoring the way her chest rose and fell in desperate anticipation.

"!… Come on, stick it in already!… I can't wai—OOHHNNGHOOO!!.. Aahh!…" Choi's voice quivered, a mix of desperation and raw pleasure spilling from her lips as Choi slowly pressed forward, forcing that thick, throbbing length inside her inch by inch.

Her body shuddered, every nerve ignited as he pushed against the tight resistance, her walls gripping him like a vice before he eased back slightly.

Then, with an intentional roll of his hips, he punched deeper, the sudden force making her arch violently, her fingers clawing at his back as a sharp, breathless scream tore from her throat.

The initial sting of being stretched beyond her limit had her writhing, body trembling beneath him, but that pain was fleeting—quickly overtaken by a molten wave of pleasure as the sheer girth of him massaged every sensitive inch of her insides.

"Shh… just breathe," Choi murmured against her lips, his voice a low, soothing rumble. He kissed her softly, his lips capturing her gasps as he rocked into her with slow, deliberate thrusts.

Each movement was careful, controlled—working her open, inch by inch, as her slick heat enveloped him.

His thick shaft glistened with her arousal as he pushed deeper, her body instinctively sucking him in despite her earlier protests.

Her thighs quivered, wrapping tighter around his waist as the pleasure began to override the lingering ache.

"Ohhh… Choi… it's so deep…!" she whimpered, her nails dragging down his back as he bottomed out, his swollen tip pressing firmly against the entrance of her womb.

He groaned, feeling the last barrier give way as he finally sheathed himself fully inside her, his heavy length pulsing within her tight, spasming walls.

Their mouths crashed together, tongues tangling in a fevered kiss as he held her there, letting her adjust to the overwhelming stretch before pulling back and driving in again—deeper, harder, his hips rolling in a steady, intoxicating rhythm.

The air filled with the lewd sounds of skin meeting skin, her broken moans mixing with the wet, sinful noises of their joined bodies.

Every thrust sent shockwaves through her, her pleasure mounting, her breath coming in frantic gasps as he took her, filled her, claimed every inch of her willing, trembling body.

She mewled lewdly into the kiss, her voice vibrating against his lips as tremors wracked her body. Her thighs quivered uncontrollably, the foreign yet intoxicating sensation overwhelming her senses. Travis wasn't just teasing her womb—he was slamming into it, stretching her to the limit, forcing her body to take every relentless, unforgiving thrust.

Each powerful drive of his hips sent a shockwave through her, his cock hammering deeper, pushing her insides as far back as physically possible. And still, she took it all, her body molding around him as though made just for him.

Their mouths stayed locked in a feverish, depraved kiss, tongues tangling in a lewd battle for dominance, lips sucking, breath mingling, saliva slicking their chins as they surrendered to pure, animalistic passion.

They weren't just fucking—they were consuming each other, reveling in every moment, every sensation, every filthy, depraved thing they were doing to one another.

Choi's heart fluttered wildly in her chest, drowning in the mind-numbing pleasure. Every thrust, every grind, every rough stroke of his cock against her most sensitive places made her toes curl and her belly tighten. It was perfect—overwhelmingly perfect. And yet, despite the bliss threatening to unravel her, it wasn't enough. Greedy, insatiable, she wanted more. She needed more.

Her whimper, soft yet desperate, reached his ears, and he smirked against her swollen lips. He knew. Of course, he knew.

Without warning, he pulled back just enough to make her whine, his thick length dragging along her walls, savoring every tight, convulsing inch of her. Then, he drove in again—slow, deliberate, making sure she felt everything. His burly hips descended upon her quivering snatch with a purposeful rhythm, stretching her all over again, claiming every bit of space within her exquisite, first-class fuck hole that belonged solely to him.

'Alright, I'm getting bored of this,' he thought, amusement flickering through his mind.

Then, he snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt in one ruthless stroke.

His pace turned brutal in an instant—no more teasing, no more restraint. Just pure, punishing thrusts, pounding her without mercy. The wet, obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, mingling with her gasping moans and his low, guttural grunts.

And just like that, she was his to ruin all over again.

TO BE CONTINUED