Welcome to the Innocent World - Chapter 172

Chapter 172: An Invitation to Excitement (R-18)

The classroom was a slow torture. The professor’s monotone voice blended into the background, each word dragging like a slow, dull needle against my patience. My eyes wandered out the window, where the world seemed to move on without me. A car honked. A bird swooped down onto a bench. Anything outside these four walls felt more alive than I did at that moment.

“Psst,” Kyle whispered from two seats over. He threw a crumpled piece of paper onto my desk. Unfolding it, I read the scrawled words: Club tonight?

I glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. Kyle flashed me a grin and nodded toward Ryan, who gave a thumbs-up from the front row. I sighed, crumpling the paper back up.

Why not?

The bell rang, mercifully ending the lecture. Kyle and Ryan were already waiting for me by the door, their faces lit up with mischief.

“Finally!” Ryan groaned. “I was about to lose my mind in there.”

Kyle clapped him on the back. “Relax, man. The night’s just getting started. Austin, you in?”

I shrugged. “Yes, I am feeling dead inside as well.”

The club pulsed with life, An opposite to the dead monotony of the classroom. Neon lights flashed in rhythm with the bass-heavy music, casting fleeting colors across the faces of the crowd. The air smelled of sweat, alcohol, and expensive perfume, mingling into a cocktail of hedonism.

Kyle disappeared almost immediately into the throng of dancers, his wild energy blending seamlessly with the crowd. Ryan nudged me, his voice barely audible over the music.

“I’m getting a drink. Want anything?”

I shook my head, my eyes scanning the room. It didn’t take long for someone to catch my attention. She was standing at the bar, her silhouette framed by the glowing lights behind her. Her dress clung to her body like a second skin, and her eyes, sharp and focused, met mine.

She didn’t look away.

Ryan followed my gaze and chuckled. “Go get her, tiger.”

I smirked and made my way over, weaving through the crowd with practiced ease. She turned to face me as I approached, her lips curling into a knowing smile.

“Can I buy you a drink?” I asked, leaning against the bar.

Her voice was smooth, almost playful. “I don’t need a drink. But I’ll take your company.”

She didn’t wait for me to respond, grabbing my hand and leading me toward the stairs.

The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp. She pushed me against the door as soon as it closed, her lips crashing against mine. Her hands moved with urgency, sliding under my shirt, her nails grazing my skin.

I flipped us around, pinning her against the door. She gasped, her eyes widening as I leaned in close, my breath hot against her neck.

“You’re impatient,” I murmured, smirking.

“You are as well,” she shot back, pulling me closer.

“I guess, we both are looking for the same thing.” I chuckled, lifting her off the ground and carrying her to the bed. Her laughter was soft, almost musical, as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Ahh..Huhh…Ahhh…”

The next hour was a blur of heat and intensity. Her body writhed beneath mine, her voice a melody of moans and whispers that filled the room. I controlled every moment, every movement, driving her to the edge again and again.

When she finally collapsed against the pillows, her chest rising and falling rapidly, I stood and reached for my pants. Zipping up, I glanced back at her, a smirk tugging at the corners of my lips.

She looked at me, her face flushed, a lazy smile spreading across her lips as she rubbed her pussy that was oozing out my semen. “You’re something else,” she murmured, licking her fingers.

I ran a hand through my hair, sighing. “I guess I need to wait for something crazy to pop up.”

Her laugh followed me out the door.

Downstairs, Kyle and Ryan were waiting near the bar, their faces lighting up when they saw me.

“About time,” Ryan said, handing me a bottle of water. “Thought you’d disappeared.”

Kyle grinned. “Let me guess—she couldn’t get enough of you?”

I shrugged, taking a sip of water. “Something like that.”

The three of us left the club, the cool night air a welcome relief from the heat inside. As we walked, Ryan and Kyle recounted their own experiences.

“That bartender? Absolute bombshell,” Kyle said, his eyes sparkling. “I got her number.”

Ryan laughed. “I spent most of my time on the dance floor, but man, the way that blonde moved…she was openly grinding her ass against my dick.” He let out a low whistle.

I listened quietly, sipping the juice I’d bought from a convenience store on the way out. Their stories were entertaining, but my mind kept wandering back to the night’s monotony.

“You guys hear about that new island?” Kyle asked suddenly.

Ryan nodded. “Eloria, right? Supposed to be the next big thing. Super exclusive.”

Kyle smirked. “We should check it out. Could be fun.”

I didn’t say anything, but the name stuck in my mind.

When I got home, the apartment was dark and quiet, the city’s chaos muffled by the thick walls. Tossing my keys onto the counter, I noticed something on the floor near the door.

A pamphlet.

Curious, I picked it up and unfolded it. The paper was thick, expensive, with golden lettering that read:

An exclusive invitation to the Island of Eloria for Austin.

Your next adventure awaits.

No sender, no explanation. Just an invitation.

“What’s that?” a voice piped up from behind me.

Turning, I saw Beta peeking around the corner, her eyes wide with curiosity.

I smirked, holding up the pamphlet. “Something fun.”

Her eyes lit up, and she bounced over to me. “I want to have fun too! Take me with you!”

I laughed, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her close. “You’re too much sometimes, you know that?”

She giggled, squirming as I tickled her sides. “Stop! Master, stop! I’m serious!”

I carried her to the bed, tossing her down and pinning her beneath me. Her laughter turned to breathless giggles as I leaned in close, my smirk never wavering.

“Invitation is only for me, Beta” I said, my voice low and teasing.

She nodded eagerly. “No! I also want to see this crazy island too!”

“Ohh, is that so?” I murmured, my hands sliding inside her sports bra and groping her boobs, “I’ll take you to a different adventure. Something that will make you lose yourself..”

Her laughter softened, her eyes meeting mine with trust and excitement. As I removed her clothes, the playful energy between us shifted into something more intimate and sexual.

The night passed in a whim with me fucking Beta endlessly.

The morning shine rose and a faint creak of the door barely registered as Beta knelt before me, her knees pressing into the cold, tiled floor. My back leaned against the doorframe, pants down around my ankles. Her cat eats and tail shimmered in the dim light as she gazed up, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes.

“Umm… yummm,” she murmured, her lips sucking down my dick, teasing, as if savoring the moment.

I ran my fingers through her hair, gripping the back of her head gently but firmly.

“Ahh- take this baby..Yeahh…” With a sharp inhale, I pulled her head closer, thrusting my hard cock into the warmth of her mouth. Her lips open and accepting of me, her eyes fluttering shut in bliss as her cheeks hollowed with every motion.

Her breath came in soft, muffled sounds, a mix of pleasure and effort. I couldn’t help but smirk at the sight—her utterly captivated expression, the way her body responded to every move I made. Her eyes rolled upward, a euphoric glaze overtaking them as she surrendered completely to me.

“Take care of the house while I’m away,” I said, my voice strained, the heat building inside me. “I’ll make it up to you later… in bed.”

“Ye—” she tried to reply, but the words turned into a garbled mess as her mouth remained full. Her muffled “Gwak* es” was almost endearing, a sound a saliva splashing inside her mouth against my dick is a fresh wave of desire.

“Yeah..baby..keep sucking…your mouth so good..Ahhh…” My grip tightened on her head, pulling her with more intensity as I pushed my dick deeper. Her tongue danced against me, her saliva pooling and dripping at the corners of her lips, creating a mess between us. The room felt electric, every gasp and wet sound amplifying the tension until it became unbearable.

*Gwak* *Gwak*

“Arghhh…” With a low groan, I thrust one final time, burying my dick inside her throat fully as orgasm overtook me. The warmth of my climax—My semen spilled into her, and she didn’t pull back, instead taking everything I had to give. Her throat worked tirelessly as she swallowed my cum, her body shivering slightly in the aftermath.

I leaned back, panting, looking down at her. Her lips parted as she caught her breath, a string of saliva glistening between us before she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Good girl,” I murmured, brushing a thumb across her flushed cheek.

Beta grinned, her playful demeanor returning. “You better keep your promise,” she said, her voice sultry and low, a hint of a challenge in her tone.

With a chuckle, I pulled her to her feet. “Don’t worry. You’ll get everything you deserve.”

As a final goodbye, I pressed a kiss on her lips.