The Omnistore System

Chapter 123 Chloe (R-18)

"Oooohhha," Venice gasped, her fingers tightening around Kevin's neck as his penis delved deeper inside her.

Kevin could feel the heat of her vaginal walls gripping his penis tightly, the warmth nearly pushing him to the edge of orgasm upon penetration. He clenched his teeth, determined to maintain control.

Venice, overwhelmed by the frustration and sensitivity from being edged repeatedly, now felt like it was her first time as Kevin penetrated her. There was no pain, just an intense pleasure coursing through her body, akin to needles in various places.

She released her breasts, locking eyes with Kevin as she struggled to speak through heavy breaths. "Don't stop..." she pleaded.

Kevin nodded with a smile and without saying a word, he slowly withdrew his penis from Venice's warm and clenching walls, only to bury it deep once more. He established a gentle rhythm, desiring to lead Venice to her orgasm in a more sensual and pleasurable manner than before, avoiding the intense and hard climax she had experienced earlier.

As he maintained his pace, he gazed at her moaning face and pressed his body against hers, engaging in a deep kiss, his tongue still carrying the warmth of his yang. Their mouths met in an intimate dance, making Venice feel as though she was experiencing a second form of penetration.

As Kevin continued the slow and sensual rhythm, Venice's moans grew louder and more frequent. Her body, teased and edged for an hour, was now on the brink of a powerful and explosive climax. The anticipation, the longing, and the relentless teasing had built up an intense desire within her.

With every thrust, she could feel her pleasure escalating, her inner walls clenching tightly around Kevin's penis. Her hands moved from his neck to grip the sheets beneath her, her knuckles white from the intensity of her grip. Her breathing became more erratic, and her entire body was trembling with anticipation.

Kevin, too, could sense the impending climax. He maintained his passionate kisses, their tongues dancing together, intensifying the connection between them. His movements became more deliberate, aiming to push her over the edge and grant her the release she so desperately craved.

"ahhh haaa I am ahhhh....Cumming." Finally, after what felt like an eternity of teasing and anticipation, Venice couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud and unrestrained cry, she reached her climax. Her body convulsed, her back arched, and she clung tightly to Kevin as waves of pleasure washed over her.

The orgasm was more intense than any she had experienced before, a testament to the prolonged edging she had endured. It was as if all the pent-up desire and frustration had been released in one overwhelming rush of ecstasy. Venice gasped for breath, her entire body trembling as the waves of pleasure continued to crash over her.

As the pleasure intensified, Kevin couldn't hold back any longer, and he climaxed along with Venice, releasing his hot yang into her body. This sudden surge of warmth from Kevin made Venice's body grow even hotter, and something deep within her seemed to burst open. With a long, passionate moan, she began to quiver, her legs wrapped tightly around Kevin as she squirted all over his body crotch.

Kevin continued to lie on top of Venice as they both quivered from the aftershocks of their intense orgasms. Their lips remained locked together in a passionate kiss, savoring the orgasm together.

After Kevin had experienced his orgasm and absorbed the Yin qi Venice had built up over the past hour, he gently lifted the still-shaky Venice. Her eyes were half-opened, and she seemed to drift off to sleep with a contented smile on her face. Kevin gave her a tender peck on her lips, then got up and started to search for his scattered clothes.

Once dressed, he took one last look at the now fully asleep Venice. Leaning in close, he softly said, "Goodbye, cutie," and planted a gentle kiss on her cute cheek. She smiled in her sleep as he kissed her, completely unaware of his departure.

With a satisfied smile, he exited the room, but that smile soon transformed into surprise as he encountered a slightly taller, slimmer and less adorable replica of Venice – her daughter – in the kitchen. She was casually drinking some water, and her eyes widened in shock as she looked at him.

"Why are you coming from there? Where's Mom?" she inquired.

Caught red-handed, Kevin let out a sigh and replied, "She's inside," while gesturing towards the closed door.

"What were you doing with her?" she questioned, her expression now a mixture of shock and anger as she walked toward him.

"fucking her." Kevin replied casually.

Chloe's hope that they were just having a morning chat vanished upon hearing his words. Tears welled up in her eyes as she asked, "Why?"

"Why were we fucking?" Kevin responded in a nonchalant tone. Walking closer to her, he said, "Chloe, we're both adults, you know how it goes, right?"

Hearing him, her anger flared even more, and tears welled up in her eyes. She felt betrayed, first by her father having multiple affairs, and now her mother was doing the same. To make it worse, it was happening in their own home, something her father had never done.

"How could she do it? How... how could she not think about her daughters? How can she have sex with you... why?" Chloe blurted out, her voice filled with extreme hurt and confusion.

Kevin, while listening to her, felt a sense of pride that he had succeeded in his plan. However, he concealed his amusement and maintained a calm facade. "Chloe, don't be like that. I'm not your father, and neither is your mother the type to have affairs with different people. We're truly in love, and I care about your mom a lot. Please don't be angry with her for this," he said, his tone manipulative, as he looked at Chloe with a hint of pity and sadness.

Chloe continued to feel betrayed, and Kevin's words didn't do much to alleviate her pain. He went on, saying, "And don't just blame her for seeking love outside her own house. She didn't get any from any of you—not from you, not from your father, and not from your sister. No one cared for her, so she looked elsewhere and found me to care for her. And now you're blaming her. How could you do it?" He spoke in a way that made her stop and think, tears in her eyes as she pondered his words.

'Is it really my fault?' she asked herself. 'But I distanced her from her from my father to make her mine. How can she go after him, not me? Why?'