Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

The moment his tongue pressed through the damp lace—ah~—Samantha's back arched, her cunt clenching around nothing as if he'd speared her bare.

Every ridge of his tongue was hot against her folds, the fabric clinging wetly between them like a second skin, trapping his saliva in sticky, glistening strands.

His nose dug into her crease—huff~—as he dragged upward in one long, slow lick—slrrp~—the heat of his mouth branding her through the soaked lace.

Her thighs quivered—ngh~—a fresh trail of slickness oozing from her swollen entrance.

Samantha's breathing turned bated—huff~—as she bit down on her lower lip, the soft flesh yielding beneath her teeth.

A low moan—mngh~—escaped through her clenched jaw, trembling as she fought to keep her voice from rising into something louder, needier.

Her back arched deeper—ah~—the curve of her spine pressing her heavy breasts flush against the mattress, nipples dragging through the damp sheets with a faint squeak~ of friction.

The fabric clung to her sweat-slicked skin, the heat between her thighs pulsing—ngh~—as Don's tongue worked relentlessly through the soaked lace.

Then—suddenly—his mouth vanished—ah~—leaving her panties clinging obscenely to her swollen folds, still throbbing from the ghost of his tongue.

His breath still fanned hot against her wetness, his fingers kneading deep into the plush flesh of her asscheeks with possessive roughness—squelch~—the sound of sweat-slick skin yielding beneath his grip.

Samantha's toes curled—ah~—digging into the rumpled sheets as she caught her breath, her thoughts scattering like startled birds.

'I must look so shameful right now… goodness, I'm so exposed…'

The heat of Don's stare burned against her bare skin, his fingers still kneading the plush flesh of her asscheeks—squelch~.

Then—oh~—her eyes flew wide, cheeks flushing crimson as she felt the blunt pressure of Don's thumb against the soaked lace of her panties.

Don's thumb pressed down—ah~—sinking between her slick folds with a wet squelch~, the lace clinging for a desperate second before he moved it to the side.

The cool air hit her bare cunt—ngh~—her lips glistening obscenely, exposed and twitching under his gaze.

A shuddery breath—huff~—escaped her as his thumb dragged upward, smearing her slickness in a sticky trail over her clit.

The pressure made her hips jerk—ah!—her thighs clamping around nothing, her cunt pulsing helplessly.

Don's fingers dug deeper—ngh~—peeling the soaked lace aside completely with a wet schlick~ of fabric separating from slick flesh, exposing the tight, quivering furl of her asshole to the cool air.

A sharp gasp—ah!—ripped from Samantha's throat as his thumbs pressed into the plush swell of her asscheeks, spreading her wider—squelch~—her skin glistening with sweat where his grip molded into her flesh.

The sudden exposure made her cunt clench—ngh~—a fresh dribble of arousal oozing from her lips, painting her inner thighs in sticky strands.

'I'm completely exposed. Donnie is looking at my shameful body—'

The thought barely formed before Don's mouth crashed back onto her—mwah~—his tongue dragging in one long, filthy stroke from her clit to her asshole, the ridge of his nose nudging against the tight furl in a way that made her squeal—ah!—into the sheets.

His thumbs dug deeper—squelch~—spreading her obscenely wide, the wet squelch of his tongue lapping at her cunt echoing in the air—slrrp~ glrk~.

Samantha's toes curled even tighter—Mn~—her back arching sharply as the moan slipped out before she could stop it.

"Oh~ Yes, Donnie—"

The moment the words left her lips, her entire body stiffened—ah!—face plunging into the sweat-damp sheets, teeth sinking into the fabric with a muffled mmfph~.

'Goodness, I can't control myself anymore—' Samantha thought, before Don's lips suddenly sealed around her clit—mwah~—sucking hard, his tongue flicking mercilessly against the swollen bud.

Samantha's body could no longer hold it—ah~—her back arching violently, muscles locking as her thighs trembled like plucked strings.

An orgasm ripped through her with a wet squelch~, her cunt convulsing around nothing, clenching so tight her vision blurred at the edges—ngh~!

Her hips jerked forward—slrrp~—pressing her ass flush against Don's face as the first spurt of slick gushed out—glrk~—painting his chin in sticky strands.

A few more lighter spurts of slick followed—glrk~ squish~—each one weaker than the last, her overstimulated cunt twitching as it dribbled the last remnants of her climax onto Don's chin.

Then—ah~—his mouth pulled away with a wet schlick~, leaving her swollen folds glistening and exposed, the cool air prickling against her oversensitive flesh.

Samantha's body went slack—ngh~—collapsing forward onto the mattress with a muffled whimper, her face pressing into the damp sheets with a dazed expression.

Don watched her catch her breath—huff~ pant~—his thick cock twitching violently, the flushed tip glistening with pre-cum as it drooled down his shaft in sticky strands.

Samantha weakly turned—mmfph~—her trembling limbs shifting beneath her, the sweat-slick sheets clinging to her back as she rolled onto her side.

Her hazy gaze flickered up—ah~—and there it was: Don's cock, thick and rigid, the veins along its length pulsing with each heartbeat, the flushed head leaking a fresh pearl of pre-cum that dripped—plip~—onto his thigh.

Samantha's cunt trembled violently—ah~—each flutter of her oversensitive folds sending jolts of electricity up her spine.

The swollen lips glistened, still twitching from her climax, her inner thighs sticky with the aftermath.

"I'm too sensitive right now there… " she whimpered, her voice ragged, fingers clutching the damp sheets as if they could anchor her. 'I've never climaxed like that… my body won't stop shaking…'

With a trembling exhale—huff~—Samantha rolled fully onto her back, her sweat-slick skin sticking to the rumpled sheets with every shift.

Her thighs trembled as they fell open slightly—ah~—the swollen lips of her cunt still glistening, twitching in oversensitive little flutters.

Samantha's trembling fingers rose—ah~—squeezing her own sweat-slick breasts together with a soft squish~, the damp peaks stiffening further under her touch.

A thin strand of drool—glrk~—dripped from her parted lips as she panted, her hazy gaze fixed on Don's twitching cock.

"Mn~ C-can I… finish you off with my breasts and mouth instead, sweetie?" she whimpered, her voice frayed and breathless, the words slurring slightly as her tongue dragged over her swollen lower lip.