Pam: Part 7 (Riley’s legendary self-bukkake)
Kaori is in full heat now—mind flooded, body slick, mouth unfiltered. She rides Riley with abandon, her thighs clenching tight with every grind, breasts heaving, hair wild, sweat slick between her shoulder blades. Her hips snap forward and down, again and again, chasing friction like it owes her something.
Her lips are at Riley’s ear now—voice low, hoarse, and laced with something just a little mean.
“You like this, don’t you?” she pants. “Being nothing but a human-dildo for me to ride?”
Riley whimpers, their fingers digging into the chair’s arms, knuckles white.
Kaori smirks, voice dropping even lower. “You know you like being used by me like you’re my personal dildo… just something I can sit on and fuck when I’m wet and desperate.”
Riley gasps—eyes fluttering, hips jerking up helplessly beneath her. Kaori doesn’t let up. She knows what that does to them. She knows Riley likes being praised, but god, they love being told they are being taken—claimed.
She pinches one of their nipples very lightly—just a test—and then swirls her thumb across it. Riley twitches hard.
“Ohh,” Kaori purrs. “Sensitive as always, aren’t ya?”
She leans down, still riding them, and sucks one nipple into her mouth—languid, wet, teasing with her tongue in circles while her hips never stop. Riley chokes on a moan, their hands flying to Kaori’s ass, squeezing like they might fall apart without something to hold onto.
Kaori keeps sucking. Then bites—lightly, deliberately, just enough to make Riley whimper and buck.
She looks up, mouth wet and lips swollen, eyes wicked. “You gonna cum just from me fucking you and teasing your pretty little nipples?”
Riley’s voice breaks. “Kaori—please—I’m so close—”
Kaori slams down harder. “Not yet. I’m still using you.”
And she means it. For now, Riley is hers—hot, throbbing, perfect—and she isn’t letting go until she has everything she wants.
Kaori devours Riley’s mouth with the same fire she brings to her hips—grinding down harder now, wet heat clenching around them with every stroke. Their kiss is messy, ravenous—tongues tangled, breath stolen. Kaori moans into Riley’s mouth, one hand tugging their hair, the other pinching their nipple again just the way she knows will unravel them.
She doesn’t let up.
“God, your nipples,” she growls, breath hot against their lips. “Your sweet little Riley clits—so fucking sensitive, I could make you cum just by sucking on them, couldn’t I?”
Riley’s only answer is a desperate moan, body trembling beneath her. They look dazed, half-drunk on pleasure, pupils blown wide. Their whole body jerks when she twists one nipple and rolls her hips just right.
Kaori grins. “You’re so close. I can feel it inside me. You’re gonna black out on me, baby?”
Riley gasps, “F-fuck—I might—Kaori, I—”
That is her cue.
She pulls off them suddenly, letting their cock bounce wet and flushed between their thighs. Riley whimpers at the sudden loss of heat. “Uh-uh,” Kaori says, eyes gleaming. “Not in me. Not this time.”
She drops to her knees in front of them, catching their cock in her hand, stroking it with slick, practiced rhythm—fast, relentless, merciless—thumb teasing the head, fingers squeezing just how she knows they like it.
She leans in close, lips brushing their ear. “I haven’t watched Riley’s legendary self-bukkake in a while, you know…”
Riley groans, already twitching in her grip.
Kaori’s voice drops to a filthy whisper. “Come on. Show me how turned on you are. I know how much you cum—even more than Chen, and they already cum a fuck ton. I’ve seen it. Remember that time? Covered half your chest just from one stroke…”
Riley whimpers, so close now it hurts.
Kaori keeps on stroking. “Be a good slut and show me what that gorgeous cock of yours can do. Paint yourself for me, baby.”
And Riley does.
Their hips buck, voice cracks, and their cock pulses hard in Kaori’s hand—once, twice, over and again—numerous thick, hot ropes of cum shooting across their own chest, neck, even their cheek. Exactly as Kaori wants.
It just keeps coming, messy and overwhelming.
Kaori moans, watching, entranced. “Fuck, Riley…”
Riley slumps back into the chair, legs trembling, chest rising and falling in shudders, dripping with their own release.
Kaori licks a bit off her finger, eyes locked on them.
“God, you’re so beautiful like this.”