Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

Chapter 680: Don’t Leave Us (Part 3) (R-18)

Don kept fucking Elle in that position roughly, his hips pounding with brutal pumps—schlck~ slap~—each thrust jolting her body up the leather seat.Her thighs trembled where they hooked over his waist, slick with sweat, her cunt clenching around him in hot, sticky ripples.

The blue mist clinging to her skin flared brighter with every snap of his hips, tendrils of it curling around his arms like desperate fingers.

Ah~!

Her hair lifted as if charged with static, strands sticking to her damp neck before rising in wild, weightless arcs.

Don's fingers slipped from her throat, leaving behind faint red marks already blooming on her sweat-slick skin.

Elle whined—ngh~—her hips stuttering in their desperate grind, her pussy fluttering around his cock as if begging for his grip back.

Her lips parted around a needy gasp, eyes glazed and unfocused for a moment before flickering up to his face, pupils blown wide with something almost like disappointment.

Then his irises burned—blue fire licking at the edges, glowing brighter than the mist clinging to her skin.

The Bentley's seat groaned as it reclined without warning, leather creaking under their tangled bodies.

Elle gasped—ah~!—as Don's hands slid under her thighs, wrenching her legs up without warning.

Her knees pressed hard against her own tits, the sudden shift forcing her back to arch sharply against the leather.

The angle drove him deeper, so deep her breath paused—nghf~—her cunt fluttering in slick, startled pulses around his cock.

Her cunt squirted her arousal against his cock in light drizzle with each brutal thrust—slap~ schlk~—her body jolting like a ragdoll under his grip.

The blue mist crackled around them, tendrils lashing at the roof of the Bentley as her thighs trembled against her chest.

Don pushed her thighs up higher, forcing her knees nearly to her shoulders, the stretch making her cunt clench around him in startled pulses.

His hips snapped forward with brutal motions—slap~ slap~ schlk~—each thrust driving deeper, harder, the wet slap of skin-on-skin echoing through the Bentley's cabin.

Elle's back arched off the seat, her toes curling tight as a broken moan tore from her throat—ah~! ngh~!—her fingers scrambling for purchase on the leather, nails leaving faint crescent marks in their wake.

"Breed me—ah~! Mmf—!

Don leaned into her, his mouth crashing against hers in a messy, possessive kiss.

Elle's moans dissolved into muffled whimpers—mmfph~ ngh~—as Don's tongue forced its way past her lips, swallowing every choked gasp his thrusts punched out of her.

His cock pushed into her with brutal, unrelenting strokes—slap~ slap~—each one jolting her body up the leather seat, her tits still bouncing against her own knees.

The wet squelch of her cunt grew obscenely loud, her arousal dripping in light, sticky strands down his balls.

Ah~!

Don pulled away from the kiss with a wet smack~, leaving her lips glistening.

Elle whined—ngh~!—her hips jerking up in protest, her cunt clenching around his cock in hot, sticky spasms.

His hands left her thighs, but her legs stayed pinned back against her chest due to his telekinesis, the blue mist crackling around them like static as his eyes glowed blue at the edges.

Don's free hand tangled in Elle's hair, wrenching her head up with a rough jerk—ngh~!—forcing her to watch as his cock pistoned in and out of her stretched, dripping cunt.

The angle was brutal, her spine bowed nearly double under the strain, but her lips curled into a dazed smile anyway, more moans spilling out—ah~! ah~!—as her pussy clenched in slick, fluttering pulses around him.

Sweat slicked her forehead, strands of hair sticking to her temples as her breath came in ragged, open-mouthed pants.

Don used his other free hand on Elle's clit, the palm rubbing against it in rough, relentless circles whilst the heel of his hand smeared her slick arousal in sticky streaks across her flesh.

His cock never slowed—slap~ slap~—each thrust forcing her body to jolt up the leather seat, her tits bouncing with every punishing snap of his hips.

"Yesssss—ah~! Nngh~!"

Elle's voice cracked into a high, broken whine as her cunt clenched in frantic spasms around him, her clit throbbing under the rough friction of his palm.

In the next moment Elle's entire body seized—back bowing off the seat as her cunt clamped down in violent, spasms around Don's cock. Mn~! Nngh~!

The Bentley's interior lights flickered wildly before cutting out completely, plunging them into darkness save for the eerie amber glow of her eyes—wide, unblinking, pupils blown black as an orgasm ripped through her.

Drool spilled from her slack lips in thick strands, her thighs trembling violently where they were still pinned back by his telekinesis.

Elle's body convulsed in violent waves—ah~! ah~!—her cunt clamping down around Don's cock as he kept pounding into her without mercy.

Each thrust jolted her limp form up the leather seat, sweat-slick skin slapping wetly against his hips.

As her orgasm subsided, Don finally pulled out with a wet noise, his cock glistening under the flickering interior lights as Elle's cunt clenched around nothing—ah~ ngh~—her pussy lips twitching, still stretched and dripping.

The blue mist clinging to her thighs pulsed erratically, tendrils lashing at the air before dissipating into the atmosphere.

The Bentley's ambient lighting stuttered, casting jagged shadows across their sweat-slicked bodies before steadying.

Elle's chest heaved—huff~ pant~—her nipples stiff from the cool air hitting damp skin.

Don breathed out a sigh and tapped his cock against Elle's pussy, the head leaving a glistening smear of mixed slick and pre across her pussy lips before he pulled away completely.

The sudden emptiness made her whimper, her thighs trembling where they still hung open, sticky with sweat and arousal.

Don then suddenly opened the car door and stepped out, his jeans dangling lower down his legs.

Before Elle could react to this, his telekinesis coiled around her—blue mist flaring—yanking her outward by the hips until her ass slid off the edge of the seat.

Elle's bare feet hit the pavement—cold, rough asphalt biting into her soles—as Don's telekinesis wrenched her lower half fully out of the Bentley.

Her thighs trembled, muscles twitching from overstimulation, but she arched her hips back anyway, desperate to feel him again. The head of his cock brushed against her soft ass before smearing a thick stripe of pre between her cheeks, sliding up the sweat-slick edge of her ass.

Don gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, fingers digging into the softness as he dragged her back against him.

Elle let out a pleased ah~ and tiptoed, her bare soles pressing into the rough asphalt as she arched her back—forcing Don's cock to slide between her cheeks before the tip reached on her cunt's fluttering entrance.

His grip on her hips tightened—knuckles whitening—before he gave a brutal thrust, burying himself fully inside her in one motion.

Elle's upper body was pushed forward by the action, her hands catching onto the leather seat with a desperate slap—fingers sinking into the supple material as Don's cock speared her deeper.

Ah~ ngh~! A choked whine escaped her throat, her back arching as her breasts pressed flush against the seat, nipples stiffening against the cool leather.

"Ouuu yessss~" The words spilled from her lips in an innocent, breathless plea, her voice cracking as Don's hips pounded against her—each thrust forcing her toes to curl against the pavement, her soles grinding into the rough asphalt.

Elle's breath came in huffed moans—huff~ pant~—as Don's thrusts hammered her forward, her chest colliding with the leather seat over and over.

The material scraped her stiff nipples raw, each impact forcing a choked gasp from her lips—ah~ ah~!

Drool pooled beneath her cheek, slicking the seat as her body jolted with every brutal snap of his hips

Don's fingers dug deeper into the soft flesh of her ass, kneading roughly as his hips moved forward—ah~ ahhh~—forcing another choked gasp from Elle's throat.

The sharp smack of his palm against her skin echoed in the quiet night, her flesh jiggling under the impact before his grip tightened again, pulling her back onto him with a wet schlrp~ of her tight cunt.

"I missed being one with you," he muttered, voice thick with possession.

Elle's lips parted—huff~ pant~—her words trembling out between gasps.

"R-really? Ah~ mn~ mn~, ah ah ah—I-I'm glad…" Elle's words trembled out between ragged gasps, her voice full of pleasure as she arched her back deeper.

The movement forced his cock to grind against her inner walls, dragging a wet, sloppy schlrrp~ from her cunt as her thighs quivered.

His fingers dug harder into her hips, blunt nails leaving crescent indents in her soft flesh as he yanked her back onto him with a rough smack~ of skin.

"Then moan louder for me," Don muttered, his voice rough with command as his hips pushed forward—each thrust slamming Elle's body harder against the leather seat.

"Ah~! Nngh~! Ouuu~!" Elle's voice cracked, her moans pitching higher, louder, as if pulled from deep in her belly, her lips trembling around each desperate sound. "Ah-ah~! D-Don~!

His grip tightened, blunt nails biting into her skin as he felt his climax coiling hot in his gut.

Elle's cunt fluttered around him, wet and sloppy, her inner walls clenching in erratic pulses as her moans pitched higher—mn~! Ou~!—her voice cracking under the force of his relentless pounding.

Pre-cum leaked from his tip, mixing with her slick in a sticky, obscene way with every brutal withdrawal.

"I'm cumming—" Don groaned, his voice rough and a little hoarse as his kept pumping forward—thrust—then again—thrust—burying himself to the hilt inside her with a wet schlrrk~ of her stretched cunt.

His cock twitched hard, pulsing as hot ropes of cum splattered against her inner walls, flooding her in thick, sticky bursts.

Ah~! Mnnnnn~! Elle's back arched violently, her fingers clawing at the leather seat as her cunt clenched around him in even more erratic spasms, milking every last drop from his throbbing cock.

Don kept himself fully buried inside her, his cock twitching as the last thick pulses of cum painted her deepest walls.

His hips kept grinding forward to ensure every drop stayed locked inside her.

Elle's thighs trembled violently, her cunt still fluttering around him in weak, overstimulated clenches as the heat of his release seeped deeper.

Don finally pulled back with a wet noise, his cock glistening with a mix of their fluids as it slipped free from her swollen, well-used cunt.

Elle let out a high-pitched whine—ah~nn~!—her thighs trembling as her pussy gaped slightly, twitching around the sudden emptiness.

Thick ropes of cum oozed from her stretched entrance, trailing down the curve of her thigh in sticky, white rivulets.

Drip~

A light drop splattered against the asphalt beneath her, her body still shuddering from the aftershocks.

Elle collapsed forward with a shuddering sigh, her cheek pressing into the damp leather seat, still warm from the heat of their bodies.

A slow, lazy smile curled her lips as her thighs trembled—drip~-another strand of cum oozing from her cunt down her inner thigh.

"Mnnn~... I love you, Donnie…" she slurred, voice heavy and syrupy with satisfaction, her fingers twitching weakly against the seat.

Don leaned forward, his fingers spreading one of her slick, trembling asscheeks wide—watching as another strand of cum oozed from her stretched entrance, trailing lazily down the curve of her thigh.

The sight made his spent cock twitch, still glistening with their mixed fluids.

Drip~

Another drop hit the asphalt beneath them, joining the mess already pooling there.

"I love you too," he murmured, voice rough and low, before delivering a final smack! to her reddened flesh—her ass jiggling under the impact, the sound echoing in the quiet night.

Elle let out a whine—ah~nn~—her body still twitching from the aftershocks, her thighs slick with sweat and sticky release.

But then, slowly, her lips curled into a drowsy smile, her cheeks flushing pink as she nuzzled against the damp leather seat.

The wild, electrified strands of her hair—once crackling with energy—finally settled, cascading in soft waves over her shoulders.

The amber glow in her eyes dimmed, flickering like embers cooling after a fire, leaving only warm, hazy satisfaction in its wake.