The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 279

Chapter 279: Your semen is tastier than mayonnaise
Zoe’s cries were meant to hasten Sam’s climax, but his desire had been thoroughly ignited, and he was not about to finish so easily. Rising to his feet, Sam lifted Zoe in his arms and laid her on the bed.

Sam, with his already rock-hard erection, probed briefly before aligning himself with Zoe’s dripping entrance. His large glans rubbed against her swollen labia a few times.

Suddenly, Sam thrust forward, his body pressing down on Zoe’s naked, sensual form, and he penetrated her deeply.

Zoe, excited, arched her back, syncing with Sam’s movements, allowing his large cock to slide in and out of her wet, tight vagina with a squelching sound.

Despite Sam’s gentlemanly demeanor, his cock was too thick and large, driving deep with each thrust, quickly reaching Zoe’s cervix.

Sam savored the tightness of Zoe’s vagina while his hands roamed and played over her body, especially her large breasts.

Under Sam’s stimulation, Zoe’s body soon adapted to the rhythm of his thrusts. Her slippery, tight vagina began to undulate as if it were pulling him deeper inside.

Zoe could feel an intense pleasure building in her vagina, spreading throughout her body, bringing her close to climax.

“Oh…yes…Sam, faster, I’m going to climax, keep going hard!”

Feeling the changes in Zoe’s body and wanting to enhance her experience, Sam grabbed one of her long, slender legs. He then turned her body to the side, positioning her in a side-entry position, and continued his vigorous assault on her flooded vagina.

Sam’s movements grew increasingly intense, each thrust pulling his large glans back to the brink of exiting before forcefully plunging deep into Zoe again, his glans fiercely striking her cervix.

Each of Sam’s thrusts had a unique rhythm, his glans harshly grazing and rubbing against the tender flesh inside Zoe’s vaginal canal. By now, Zoe was completely lost in the intense pleasure of their lovemaking.

This vigorous intercourse lasted a full 30 minutes, with Sam maintaining a high frequency of thrusts. Under such intense action, Zoe lost count of how many orgasms she had reached.

At this moment, her vagina began to contract uncontrollably again, the tight canal and walls intensely undulating as if kissing Sam’s thick cock.

Zoe’s eyes were tightly shut, and she moaned enticingly, “Oh yes, Sam, I truly love you so much.”

With Sam’s panting, Zoe reached an ultimate climax. At this moment, Sam also felt his pleasure peak, and he was finally ready to ejaculate.

However, this time, Sam did not want to ejaculate inside her. He had another idea.

So, Sam withdrew his penis from Zoe.

Almost instinctively, Zoe knew what to do next. She grabbed her own large breasts with both hands, sandwiching Sam’s penis between them and squeezing tightly.

Zoe rapidly jiggled her breasts, holding Sam’s penis tightly between them. A minute later, with a grunt from Sam, thick semen sprayed out, landing on Zoe’s breasts and even splashing onto her face.

Far from being disgusted, Zoe even got off the bed, picked up a sandwich from the dining table, removed the top slice of bread, and used it to collect the semen from her face and breasts.

“Sam, we went a bit wild just now, and it took a lot out of me. I’m a bit hungry, but it seems like this sandwich forgot the mayonnaise,” Zoe said, a playful tone in her voice.

Sam, sitting somewhat helplessly on the bed, had already guessed what she was about to do next.

Zoe enjoyed the sandwich thoroughly and then flashed Sam a charming smile. “Thanks for the treat! Your semen is tastier than mayonnaise.”

She licked her lips with her tongue, as if the sandwich she had just eaten was the most delicious in the world.

“Really? Is my semen that tasty?” Sam asked, his voice laced with incredulity.

“You have me engage in such intense lovemaking in the morning, doesn’t it make you feel tired for the rest of the day?” he continued.

Zoe looked at Sam curiously. “Tired? Why would I be tired? On the contrary, it seems like being inspired by you, Sam, fills me with energy.”

Speaking of which…

It seemed like Sam’s semen did have some special effects, though certainly not as exaggerated as Zoe claimed. Mostly, it was Zoe’s deep love for Sam. She was hopelessly in love with this boy.

As Zoe was getting dressed, she said to Sam, “I’m going to clean up a bit.”

“Okay,” Sam replied, getting out of bed and pulling on his pants. He thought about their recent intimate moment, her seductive face, and enticing expressions. The touch and visual impact… it was truly stunning.

By the time Zoe returned, Sam had already changed his clothes and even taken a quick trip to the bathroom. When he came out, he noticed Zoe had slipped into a pair of black stockings.

“Where did those stockings come from?” Sam asked, puzzled.

He certainly didn’t own any such thing; he wasn’t into women’s clothing nor did he secretly collect black stockings.

Zoe smiled and said, “Oh, nothing. I just grabbed them while you were in the bathroom.”

“Grabbed them while I was… huh?” Sam glanced at his front door, which showed no signs of her having left. So, did she use some kind of ability to do that without him noticing?

That convenient? Moving back and forth without leaving a trace… man, with such incredible powers, she should be hitting up banks, not hanging out at his place! What a waste.

Of course, he couldn’t really say that out loud, or he’d be inciting crime.

Zoe chuckled. “That’s right. And you know, when we were making love just now, you didn’t seem in a rush at all. Don’t you have classes today?”

Sam nodded. “It’s the weekend, so no classes.”

Zoe sighed softly, a look of concern crossing her face. “Then why did you lie earlier about going to school? Anyway, it’s really nice weather today.”

Sam perked up, catching the subtext in her words. He looked at her with a smile. “Thinking of going out?”

Zoe blinked at Sam. “I’d like to, but wouldn’t that delay your plans?”

“Why would you going out delay my plans?” Sam feigned confusion, playing along with her.

Zoe’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. “Huh? You’re not coming?”

“I mean, if you want to go out, just go. I can’t really stop you,” Sam replied with a playful tone.

“You’re so sly!” Zoe pouted, making Sam laugh.

After his laughter subsided, he stretched lazily and stood up. “I don’t really have plans, but do you have somewhere in mind you want to go?”

Zoe thought for a moment. “I’d like to visit the newly renovated Seaview Park. I’ve been there once before, but it’s been a while since I last visited. A coworker mentioned recently that the scenery is beautiful, and you can see the ocean from there.”

“Is that so…” Sam mused.

“Would that be inconvenient?” Zoe asked cautiously, watching Sam’s expression, worried her suggestion might trouble him.

Sam considered briefly before responding, “No problem at all. Let’s get ready then. Do you need to change your clothes?”

Zoe’s eyes widened, seemingly surprised by Sam’s easy agreement. “I might need to change and put on some makeup, so it might take a while… sorry.”

Sam didn’t offer the typical reassurances that she looked fine without makeup. He was beginning to understand that sometimes when girls or more mature women go out, they wear makeup not just to look good for their companion, but also for the people they pass by or their companion’s friends.

It wasn’t just about looking good; it was about making others envy the couple they were part of. In a way, it was a form of respect for the man, and guys who didn’t put effort into their appearance were actually wasting a lot of the tenderness offered to them.

Sam shook his head with a smile. “No worries, just let me know when you’re ready.”

“Okay~” Zoe smiled, stepped closer to Sam, and tiptoed to leave a kiss on his cheek—a kiss that left no mark but a moist sensation.

Sam had long understood that Zoe seemed to be made of water, especially in her vagina.

“Alright, just give me a sec~” Zoe said as she headed back to her room to change and put on makeup.

That left Sam alone. He checked his phone and replied to a few messages, including one from Angel. She mentioned she was dragged to church in Kuhang with her mom, Celeste.

Just as Sam sent his reply, his phone rang unexpectedly. He was caught off guard but answered the call. “Hello?”

“Hey, just woke up?” Angel’s voice, always pleasant, carried a familiar languor as if she hadn’t quite woken up yet.

Sam was used to it; aside from eating and sleeping, that seemed to be her routine. It might sound boring, but it was definitely better than those rich kids who squandered their wealth on lavish parties and lived in a blur of luxury. She wasn’t much for social galas either.

In that sense… she really was the perfect girlfriend.

“Yeah, pretty much. Didn’t you have church today?”

“Yeah… it’s so annoying. Why do I have to go to church so early in the morning? I don’t even know what for…”

You could almost hear the annoyance in her voice through the phone, Sam imagined her disgruntled expression.

“Don’t complain too much, it’s just for a little while.”

“Why do I have to suffer this? Why do people have to beg for God’s blessing? Isn’t that a sign of weakness?”

Wow, she was really going all out, even questioning the age-old respect for the divine.

Classic Angel.

What could Sam say? He tried to soothe her, “Not everyone is as strong and steadfast as you.”

“Are you mocking me?”

“Where did that come from? No way, I’m admiring you.”

“If you admire me so much, why don’t you hang my picture in your room and worship it every day?”

“That wouldn’t be very lucky. My admiration for you is evident every time I look at you. You’re the supreme, one-of-a-kind, unparalleled Heiress.”

That seemed to smooth things over, as her breathing relaxed over the phone.

“Not bad, then you should come to church with me.”

“Uh?”

Did his flattery just backfire?

Just as Sam was feeling uneasy, another voice came through the phone.

“Angel, are you ready yet? We need to get going… Are you still on the phone?” It seemed to be Celeste’s voice.

“What’s the rush? I know… Huh? Why are you taking my phone? Hey!!”

Angel’s shouts faded away, and Sam heard another voice, closer this time.

“Is that Sam~?”

“Ah, good morning, godmother,” Sam quickly switched his tone, sounding respectful and gentle.

Celeste chuckled.

“It’s so nice to hear Sam’s voice first thing in the morning~ Too bad you can’t join us today, we’re a bit pressed for time.”

“Ah… that’s okay.”

Lucky escape.

Otherwise, going to church with the whole family, who knows what weird stuff could happen.

If life’s regrets were all like this, then there really wouldn’t be any cruelty at all.

“Sam, you’re such a smooth talker, aren’t you? You really didn’t want to come, did you?”

Her tone suddenly sharpened, and Sam almost broke into a sweat.

“How could that be… I’m always looking forward to seeing godmother and Angel again.”

“Eh? Why include me?”

“Ah… because godmother is such a warm person, and I’ve always had a lot of respect for you.”

“Really? I thought you’d find this old lady annoying.”

“How could godmother be old?”

Isn’t this over yet?

She said they were in a hurry, so why is she still in the mood to chat?!

Sam was running out of smooth responses.

“Shouldn’t you be going? Why talk so much with your daughter’s boyfriend?”

Finally, the phone was snatched back by Angel, and Sam breathed a sigh of relief.

He could still hear Celeste’s grumbling in the background.

“He’s my godson too, why can’t I talk to him?”

“Are we leaving or not? Let’s go… Alright, I’m hanging up now.”

“Okay, take care and have fun.”

“Such a nag.”

Wonder who’s really the nag here.

The call finally ended.

Sam sat back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

Such a tiring start to the morning… seemed like a bad omen.

Sam changed into a different outfit, opting for a simple gray pullover hoodie.

The advantage of having a handsome face and a good physique is clear here; you don’t need to strategize about what to wear for different occasions.

The best statement is your face. Charisma is a man’s best passport.

When Zoe finally sent a message half an hour later, Sam slipped on his shoes and headed out.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Zoe had changed into a new ensemble. Besides the high-neck sweater she wore underneath, she had draped a dark coat over it, adding a touch of sophistication to her look, making her appear more like a chic urban beauty.

Sam shook his head. “It’s fine, I haven’t been waiting long.”

The woman smiled and hooked her arm through Sam’s, pulling him close to her ample bosom, letting him feel its firmness.

“Sam, you’re too kind. That makes it easy for bad women to take advantage of you.”

Sam turned to look at her. “Does that include you?”

Zoe blinked innocently. “How could it? In this world, I’m the only one who doesn’t want to harm you. I’m warning you to be careful of others, not everyone is as devoted to you as I am. Others have their own agendas.”

She really doesn’t miss a chance to brainwash herself…

Unfortunately for her, Sam isn’t easily swayed by such tactics.

So, Sam just smiled brightly. “Is that so? Then I’ll have to be careful.”

“Hey, there’s something mischievous about your smile, Sam.”

“Is there? I don’t think so. I’m just listening to you.”

“Good boy. Let’s get going then.”

With that, Zoe looped her arm through Sam’s as they descended the stairs together and boarded a bus heading to the subway station.

The subway ride to Seaview Park would take about forty minutes—not too long, but not exactly brief either.

The subway was bustling with a diverse crowd, slightly cramped. Zoe’s stance was somewhat awkward as she seemed to be trying her best to avoid touching anyone else.

Seeing her discomfort, Sam had no choice but to extend his hand to grasp a handle near the subway door, while his other arm pulled Zoe into his embrace. This way, she wouldn’t touch anyone else but him.

Zoe nestled into Sam’s chest like a well-behaved kitten, her cheeks flushed with a girlish shyness.

Amidst the noisy subway and the whispers of countless conversations, the space around them felt like a world of their own, disconnected from everyone else.

Zoe, content, inhaled the robust scent of Sam, which was almost intoxicating. Her cheeks were so red that Sam couldn’t help but lower his head.

“Are you okay? You look a bit uncomfortable.”

Zoe smiled up at him, her expression sultry and her eyes hazy. “I’m fine… It’s just that your embrace is so comfortable, it makes me feel… a bit strange.”

Sam paused. “Strange? What’s strange?”

After he spoke, he felt her hands tighten around his waist. She looked up at him with a smile that seemed laden with deeper meaning.

“Strange enough… to want to do something erotic with you…”

“Ah?” Sam was taken aback.

Erotic things? Here on the subway?

Before he could voice his questions, he felt her body press closely against his. Her moist breath kissed his neck, seemingly intent on leaving a lasting mark.

But what was even more overwhelming was the way Zoe’s voluptuous body subtly rubbed and twisted in his arms. The sensation was almost instinctively arousing; Sam found himself becoming erect.

Feeling Sam’s ‘response,’ Zoe seemed to gain even more courage. She even clamped her legs around Sam’s cock…

The full elasticity. Even the squeezing and slight friction suddenly made Sam’s mind spin out of control.

No way. This is the subway!