“You enjoy being touched here, don’t you?”
“I-I… oh…”
“Just scratching like this makes you tremble with desire.”
“Please, no, just… let’s embrace.”
“Raise your head and open your mouth. I’ll suck on your tongue. You like that too.”
In contrast, I firmly closed my lips and shook my head. My breath escaped from above me, suffocating me. The hand that had tormented my chest now moved downward, pushing aside my skirt and slipping into my undergarments.
“What are you doing? Ah!”
The slender finger glided through the damp folds, caressing the hidden flesh above and below. As my once-sealed lips gradually parted, uncontrollable moans escaped. Kamian’s fingers, now filled with fervour, skillfully danced within me, driving me to the pinnacle of pleasure.
“Ah… oh, Kamian!”
Kamian gazed at me with eyes consumed by desire. Unlike my own anguished panting, his crimson lips were tightly sealed. It felt as though I was the only one consumed by desire, writhing in agony. Despite attempting to stifle my groans out of embarrassment, the hand that tormented me intensified its pace, eventually forcing me to release a newfound cry.
“Stop… touching… please… ah… no more.”
“Should I satisfy you now?”
A finger penetrated me. It felt as though lightning had struck my head, brightening my vision before fading away. Ten toes extended as my folded knees twitched.
The deeply embedded finger slowly explored my walls, then just as slowly withdrew. Another finger immediately followed suit, entering me. I could feel it expanding the narrow passage, its movements causing a wet, tantalizing sound.
An intoxicating heat gathered at the corners of my eyes. As pleasure intensified, restraining myself became increasingly difficult. Fear of plunging into an abyss consumed by ecstasy gripped me tightly. In desperation, I pressed my forehead against his chest.
“Ah… remove… your finger… ah… don’t insert another… please… ah!”
Kamian embraced my convulsing body with one arm, vigorously thrusting below. My waist arched backward as my pelvis trembled. In an attempt to hold onto him, I crossed my ankles, causing my thighs to constrict and his finger to penetrate deeper.
“Ah!”
With a forceful push, Kamian vigorously stimulated my walls, only to suddenly withdraw his hand. As the foreign sensation that had filled me disappeared, my thigh muscles trembled.
Then, without a moment to catch my breath, a blunt, thick object pressed against my entrance. My mind went blank for an instant. I never imagined being penetrated in such a precarious position. As I tried to stop Kamian, the tip of his intrusion parted my walls and entered me. Overwhelmed by the overwhelming sensation, I twisted his shoulder in my grasp.
“Wait, just a moment!”
“Are you in pain?”
He let out a sigh, “Hmm… that’s, not it.”
The word ‘not it’ felt like a horrifying storm brewing, pushing the anguish deeper inside. Tears burst forth from his startled heart, as he pounded his shoulders and twisted his hips.
“Ah, no! Don’t put it in now, h-ha… take it out! I don’t want it…!”
In this state, it seemed impossible to derive any pleasure. Kamian withdrew his d*ck and firmly pulled my body closer with his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and wept. His tender hands caressed my back for a long while, and soon, the startled emotions within me settled calmly.
Whispering into his ear, I said, “Let’s go to bed.”
Without a word, Kamian headed towards the bed. As he sat down, his entire body came into view from below. He pulled down his pants slightly, exposing only his d*ck. The thick flesh twitched grotesquely, revealing pulsating veins, fueled by excitement. Thin streams of pre-ejaculate dripped down through the crevices, slowly trickling down the shaft. The slickness coating his ample glans was undoubtedly my own fluids. It felt like about half had entered, but his d*ck was only slightly moistened at the tip. Unable to believe it, I blinked my eyes.
At that moment, a large hand suddenly appeared, grasping his d*ck and slowly stroking it from base to tip. Startled, I raised my gaze. He tilted his head to the side, staring at me intently.
“Do you want to taste?”
Kamian whispered in a low voice.
“I am more than willing to let you devour me, whether from above or below.”
“…”
He approached with confident strides and placed his hand on the bed. He held my chin, tracing a leisurely line with his thumb along my lips.
“I might tear apart.”
“You enjoy being touched here, don’t you?”
“I-I… oh…”
“Just scratching like this makes you tremble with desire.”
“Please, no, just… let’s embrace.”
“Raise your head and open your mouth. I’ll suck on your tongue. You like that too.”
In contrast, I firmly closed my lips and shook my head. My breath escaped from above me, suffocating me. The hand that had tormented my chest now moved downward, pushing aside my skirt and slipping into my undergarments.
“What are you doing? Ah!”
The slender finger glided through the damp folds, caressing the hidden flesh above and below. As my once-sealed lips gradually parted, uncontrollable moans escaped. Kamian’s fingers, now filled with fervour, skillfully danced within me, driving me to the pinnacle of pleasure.
“Ah… oh, Kamian!”
Kamian gazed at me with eyes consumed by desire. Unlike my own anguished panting, his crimson lips were tightly sealed. It felt as though I was the only one consumed by desire, writhing in agony. Despite attempting to stifle my groans out of embarrassment, the hand that tormented me intensified its pace, eventually forcing me to release a newfound cry.
“Stop… touching… please… ah… no more.”
“Should I satisfy you now?”
A finger penetrated me. It felt as though lightning had struck my head, brightening my vision before fading away. Ten toes extended as my folded knees twitched.
The deeply embedded finger slowly explored my walls, then just as slowly withdrew. Another finger immediately followed suit, entering me. I could feel it expanding the narrow passage, its movements causing a wet, tantalizing sound.
An intoxicating heat gathered at the corners of my eyes. As pleasure intensified, restraining myself became increasingly difficult. Fear of plunging into an abyss consumed by ecstasy gripped me tightly. In desperation, I pressed my forehead against his chest.
“Ah… remove… your finger… ah… don’t insert another… please… ah!”
Kamian embraced my convulsing body with one arm, vigorously thrusting below. My waist arched backward as my pelvis trembled. In an attempt to hold onto him, I crossed my ankles, causing my thighs to constrict and his finger to penetrate deeper.
“Ah!”
With a forceful push, Kamian vigorously stimulated my walls, only to suddenly withdraw his hand. As the foreign sensation that had filled me disappeared, my thigh muscles trembled.
Then, without a moment to catch my breath, a blunt, thick object pressed against my entrance. My mind went blank for an instant. I never imagined being penetrated in such a precarious position. As I tried to stop Kamian, the tip of his intrusion parted my walls and entered me. Overwhelmed by the overwhelming sensation, I twisted his shoulder in my grasp.
“Wait, just a moment!”
“Are you in pain?”
He let out a sigh, “Hmm… that’s, not it.”
The word ‘not it’ felt like a horrifying storm brewing, pushing the anguish deeper inside. Tears burst forth from his startled heart, as he pounded his shoulders and twisted his hips.
“Ah, no! Don’t put it in now, h-ha… take it out! I don’t want it…!”
In this state, it seemed impossible to derive any pleasure. Kamian withdrew his d*ck and firmly pulled my body closer with his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and wept. His tender hands caressed my back for a long while, and soon, the startled emotions within me settled calmly.
Whispering into his ear, I said, “Let’s go to bed.”
Without a word, Kamian headed towards the bed. As he sat down, his entire body came into view from below. He pulled down his pants slightly, exposing only his d*ck. The thick flesh twitched grotesquely, revealing pulsating veins, fueled by excitement. Thin streams of pre-ejaculate dripped down through the crevices, slowly trickling down the shaft. The slickness coating his ample glans was undoubtedly my own fluids. It felt like about half had entered, but his d*ck was only slightly moistened at the tip. Unable to believe it, I blinked my eyes.
At that moment, a large hand suddenly appeared, grasping his d*ck and slowly stroking it from base to tip. Startled, I raised my gaze. He tilted his head to the side, staring at me intently.
“Do you want to taste?”
Kamian whispered in a low voice.
“I am more than willing to let you devour me, whether from above or below.”
“…”
He approached with confident strides and placed his hand on the bed. He held my chin, tracing a leisurely line with his thumb along my lips.
“I might tear apart.”
