{a few minutes earlier, right before Narias woke up}
Oh, woah. This feels… so good… Narias was still half asleep, but his body couldn’t ignore the slowly growing pleasant arousal from someone massaging his body. This is… Am I dreaming? But… the sensation feels too real.
It didn’t even cross Narias’s mind to try and think he was still sleeping. Quite the opposite, he wanted to wake up and see if his brain was playing tricks on him again. The last thing he wanted was to wake up in Miss Salroze’s house fully erect and sweating. After all, even half-awake Narias could remember he and Miss Salroze fell asleep on the couch together last night. There would be no doubt the teacher would think she was the cause of it, which, even if he wasn’t thinking about it now, probably was.
I have to… wake up and go get dressed. Ugh… huh? Why do I feel that someone is pressing against me and… is someone’s hand massaging my chest? Wha… HUUUH? Narias definitely wanted to think it was a dream the instant he opened his eyes. But even if his logic wanted to argue, he sure as heck knew it wasn’t just another one of his fantasies. M… Miss Salroze?
Narias was taken aback by the situation he was in. Both, him and Belinda, were still laying on the same couch they were sitting on last night. Only that Belinda was laying partly on top of him from the side, with her back pressed against the couch’s backrest. She had her head placed on the edge of Narias’s right shoulder, just slightly below his chin. He could feel his right arm being pushed down due to Belinda laying on top of it.
Now that his eyes were fully open, Narias was actually afraid to look at Miss Salroze’s face, not that he could actually see it from his current position. Belinda had her head placed sideways, and because she was laying lower than Narias, he could only see her forehead.
Eeer… Miss… Salroze… Narias’s face was painted bright red, and it wasn’t because he thought his dream was overly realistic. No. Narias knew he wasn’t dreaming. The sensation of a woman pressing against him and massaging his body with her hand was very much real. Is she… Why is she…
Narias didn’t know what to do or even think. For all he knew, Miss Salroze was probably awake and was doing to him what she was doing because she wanted to. For a brief moment, Narias thought he’d close his eyes and pretend he was still asleep, but it was probably too late for that. Besides, after waking up and seeing what was happening, he became even more aroused. He wouldn’t be able to fake he was asleep anymore. His ‘buddy’ was becoming rather excited and Narias wouldn’t be able to hide that one fact no matter how hard he tried.
What do I do? Should I just… I mean, Miss Salroze is an attractive woman and I… I would lie to myself if I said I never had a fantasy about her, but… But she’s a teacher at my school and- Aaah… wha… Woah! Uhm… she’s… Right at that moment, Belinda’s hand slid under Narias’s t-shirt. A new, exciting sensation filled Narias’s body as soon as he felt her hand touch his bare skin.
He couldn’t help but become tense, flexing his abs as a result when her fingers ran through his stomach. Narias was tense, but his body wanted more of her touch. He gripped onto the fabric of the couch with his left hand to try and hold in his excitement, but the stimulus was too great. Narias wanted to do the same with his other hand, but his fingers gripped something smooth and soft instead.
Because Belinda was leaning on him from the side, Narias’s right hand became buried under her, with his palm ending right under her hip. She was slightly curled up, with one of her legs stretched on the couch and the other thrown right on top of Narias’s legs. As a result, Belinda’s left asscheek ended up right inside Narias’s palm.
Whaa… Narias relaxed his grip in half a second, but was unable to remove his hand from where it was. He simply let it stay here, still feeling the softness of her butt. This is… the worst… I need to pull my hand out… somehow.
He honestly didn’t mean it in its literal sense, even if he wanted to think that way. However, freeing his hand became the least of his worries when he felt Belinda’s fingers gently massage one of his nipples. Narias almost gritted his teeth to try and not give away how much he enjoyed the sensation. And his manhood was as good as ready to show itself in its full glory as a result too. Only that Narias still had his pants and his trousers on, so it couldn’t.
Miss Salroze is really… Narias pressed his lips against each other to keep him from making a single sound. For a moment there, he was about to lift his left hand to fix his pants for an obvious reason, but then decided against it. He still wasn’t sure if he should go along with it or pretend to be asleep. But when Belinda’s passionate massage became almost unbearable, Narias had no other choice.
“Miss… Salroze…” he spoke in half-whisper, waiting for her to lift her head up to face him. Strangely enough however, she didn’t do that. There was no response too. “Huh?”
Wait… Is she… actually asleep?! The thought struck Narias almost like a lightning. He couldn’t believe she was doing what she was doing in her sleep. So… maybe if I wait a little… she’ll stop and… when she wakes up… I can pretend like nothing happened…
It sounded like a reasonable plan in Narias’s head. It was a plan for him to do nothing which, in all fairness, would be the worst plan ever in any other situation. In this one however, Narias couldn’t think of anything better. He decided to wait for Belinda’s heavenly, delightful and arousing massage to end, so he could pretend like he was sleeping when she wakes up.
But that fleeting thought could’ve been just a wet dream of his, because the next thing Narias knew, was witnessing how swiftly and easily Belinda undid his pants, and his fully erect manhood ended up in her gentle grip.
WHAAA! NO, SHE’S NOT- Aaaah… noo… waaai… But this feels… so… sweet… Narias had no idea why he used the word ‘sweet’ to describe the feeling of Belinda stroking his dick, but it didn’t matter. He threw his head back as an aftereffect of his body receiving a shock of blissful satisfaction from a higher-level massage. Is she… whaa… aahm… really asleep?
By now, Narias had doubts Miss Salroze was actually asleep. He was almost convinced she was fully awake and knew what she was doing. He gripped on the side of the sofa with his left hand, squeezing it so tight the sofa would’ve probably screamed if it was alive. He pushed his head back at the pillow which in return pressed itself against the couch’s arm. Narias knew that if Belinda keeps it up, it won’t take long for him to burst. And when that happens, it’d be very difficult to pretend he had a dream about it, not that it mattered to him at this point anymore.
However, after a few more strokes, Belinda’s hand stopped. Narias expected her to continue after another second or so, but she didn’t. He exhaled the last deep breath he had taken in and looked down to see what was happening. To his another unexpected surprise, Belinda was looking right back at him, and her facial expression wasn’t one of aroused excitement. Quite the opposite, she had a confused, if not shocked, look in her eyes.
Wait… she looks… rather confused. Don’t tell me she was actually asleep all this time? Narias couldn’t believe it. Even if at the beginning he thought she was massaging his chest with her hand in her sleep, Narias was convinced that unbuttoning his pants and massaging his manhood wasn’t something a sleeping woman would be able to do.
Belinda, after surveying the surroundings in front of her, lowered her eyes to look back at Narias, who was still staring back at her. He couldn’t even blink for a few moments. A gazillion conflicting thoughts ran through his head in just a few short seconds. On one side, he almost accepted the fact that Belinda was wide awake and wanted to make him feel good, whatever her reasons were. On the other hand, the look on her face indicated Belinda never had such intentions in the first place. A cold chill, and a hot burn ran down Narias’s spine and face. Both of them were staring at each other without saying a single word, whatever thoughts were running through their heads at that moment.
“This is…” Belinda finally spoke in half whisper. “This is a dream… right?”
“Huh?” Narias didn’t expect to hear such a question. He didn’t know how to respond, but then noticed a completely different look in Belinda’s eyes. Her face was flushed, flustered, yet excited, somewhat fearful, but hopeful at the same time. All of a sudden, Narias felt a burning, intense excitement building up in his gut.
She looks like… she actually wants to continue? I… I definitely would want to as well, but… Narias had less than two seconds to process the information and give her an answer. Wait… she asked me if it was a dream. If it’s a dream, then…
“Yeah, definitely…” Narias’s mouth spoke on its own.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Belinda’s lips were on his. She was all over him in an instant. They were kissing, playing with their tongues, exchanging saliva, pouting, pulling away from the other’s lips to kiss and lick each other’s cheeks, neck or even ears, then go back to kissing on the lips again.
Belinda let go of Narias’s shaft and pulled herself fully on top of him. Narias wasn’t gripping at the couch anymore. He let his hands loose and was touching, caressing and squeezing her hips and her ass. Thanks to the so ever short Belinda’s pajama dress, he was able to easily do so. She was still wearing her dressing gown on top of her pajama dress, which was now getting somewhat in the way.
“Damn, I can’t wait any longer,” Belinda finally pulled away from Narias. “I want you inside me now.”
The words pierced Narias’s ears and an image flashed in his head, but he didn’t have the time to respond. He wouldn’t have known what to say to her anyway.
“These are in the way,” Belinda almost jumped up, pushing herself to the far end of the couch, also pulling Narias’s pants together with the trousers down. Since his pants were unbuttoned and were pulled slightly down already, it wasn’t difficult for her to do so. His manhood jumped right up, showing off how excited it was, which also put a mischievously delighted smile on Belinda’s face too. She then, like a nimble fox, sneaked back up and was in front of Narias’s face again. “Let me help you with this too.”
In the next half a second, Narias’s t-shirt was on the floor as well, leaving him completely naked. Belinda pushed herself up, with Narias expecting her remove her clothes as well. However, she had no intention in doing so. She was too impatient, and too aroused to waste even a single second on anything else. Even if she didn’t remove her clothes, Narias expected her to slide out of her panties, but she didn’t do that either. Instead, she pulled the middle part of her panties to the side, leaving it to rest on one of her asscheeks and instantly jumped on Narias.
“Aaah! Y… yyeaahhh!” Belinda screamed from the powerful surge of pulsating pleasure, throwing her head up in the air, and squeezing her buttocks so hard Narias felt he got trapped for good.
“Whooaaah…” he exclaimed loudly, partly from the bliss he felt and partly by how effortlessly he was able to enter inside of her. After all, Belinda literally jumped on his shaft. His surprise was soon replaced by the ever growing excitement, because Belinda was so wet, Narias felt he was swimming.
“Let’s make it more exciting for you as well,” Belinda spoke and then took off her dressing gown. It ended up on the floor right after. She didn’t take her dark-cherry red pajama dress though. Instead, she pushed the tiny laces from her shoulders to the sides, letting them fall down her arms, and had her pajama dress fall down Belinda’s body. A new, magnificent view opened in front of Narias’s eyes.
“Wuaaa… ah… haah… aaah…” he was about to gasp at Belinda’s charming, wondrous breasts, but her hips were already moving. Narias’s mind and body were too far apart, with his body taking the upper hand right now.
Oooh… wooah! Miss Salroze… is so wild… Narias thought he will pass out.
Belinda was really going wild. She was moving her hips while controlling her speed and adjusting her position at the same time, only to intensify and soak in every inch of pleasure she was showering herself with by riding Narias. He had no time to doze off or think what to do next himself. Belinda was in full control and, knowingly or not, Narias loved it.
“Ah… ah… yyyesss… more… more… mhmm…” she was moaning loudly while moving her hands to the sides, grabbing onto the couch, or her thighs, or her breasts even, only to intensify the ever-growing pleasure. “I… ah… I need… aah… ahmm”
Not being able to find where to hold on to, she grabbed onto Narias hands as soon as he tried to reach for her, intertwining their fingers and locking their hands tightly. Narias was about to reach for her breasts when she did that, stopping him from doing so. He was almost disappointed because of it, but the feeling was quickly replaced by the fierce excitement of Belinda’s passionate grip.
Her hands were trembling and shaking together with her whole body. A glimmer of sweat was starting to be seen on Belinda’s shoulders, chest and even belly. Narias felt he was becoming hotter too, even though, he wasn’t moving that much. Belinda was holding onto his hands very tightly. She had a strong grip, and now when she was overtaken by passion, it felt even stronger.
Because his hands were interlocked with Belinda’s, Narias couldn’t do much, other than use his eyes to watch and follow every move and twist of Belinda’s body. And watching her he did. Her breasts were bouncing up and down, together with her movements. They were maybe size C average, but were absolutely charming and enticing, with the ever so cute nipples dancing in the middle.
Belinda would throw her head backwards, or to the side, when overcome by another wave of bursting thrill, slowly yet surely, building up inside her. Her short, violet-color hair would float in the air, not exactly covering her face, but adding that sprinkle of wildness she had around her. She’d notice Narias staring at her when she’d bent forward a tiny bit to adjust her position, or maybe trying to force Narias go deeper inside of her. A satisfied half-smile would show up on her face, seeing how watery his eyes were from staring at her so intently he wouldn’t blink.
One more peek, one more mischievous smile, and Belinda’s movements started to become faster, with her hip movements becoming fiercer too. That just raised the intensity bar far beyond what Narias would’ve been able to endure. If not for him being forced to repel and balance out Belinda’s strong grip, he would’ve probably finished and orgasmed long time ago. Whether it was intentional on Belinda’s part or not, having their hands interlocked the way they were helped Narias to hold out longer. But it was about to come to an end.
“Ah… yeah… ahhh… I’m… I’m about to…” Belinda was moaning from pleasure, with her hips moving faster and faster. In the next second, Narias felt his shaft become squeezed tighter than ever, with the tingling pulses attacking and rubbing ‘him’ from all directions. “Ah… aaah… AAAAAAH!!!”
Narias couldn’t hear his own voice, because Belinda’s scream filled his ears. Her whole body was overtaken by such powerful orgasm, she was shaking and squeezing Narias both with her hands and with her hips for a good ten seconds, if not longer. Still trembling from the onslaught of never-ending pleasure waves, Belinda’s hand grips finally started to lighten up. Narias could feel her body was slowly becoming relaxed. Only for a brief moment, however.
Right about when Narias thought he’d let Belinda get off of him, so both of them could lay down to have some rest, she stopped him, hugging Narias with her hips tighter, not wanting to let go just yet.
“No… wait…. N… not yet…” Belinda said, voice trembling. She squeezed her hands tighter again, not wanting to let go of Narias just yet, hugging him with her thighs harder as well. “Please… let me enjoy this… this dream… a little longer…”
Huh? What? But I’m already… Narias exclaimed in his head when Belinda’s hips started to move again. But… Whoah…
Apparently, her body still craved more. She probably was blessed with a double orgasm when both of them reached the peak of their ride. Or maybe three even. Or maybe Belinda’s consecutive orgasms haven’t subsided just yet. She was still gripping Narias strongly with her thighs, cheeks burning, eyes sparkling, lips pressed tightly together, a satisfied smile trying to squeeze out through them too. Belinda was still inhaling and exhaling slowly, yet deeply. Her body was tense, yet Narias could feel the uncontrollable, pleasant tingle coming down from her hips. A single water droplet ran down Belinda’s neck, then made its way through the middle of her chest, pulled away and dropped down right in between her legs with a splash. There was no mistake it wasn’t yet over for her. She wanted more. She wanted to prolong her wildest dream as much as possible.
Belinda lifted her eyes just lightly, stopping and fixating her gaze on staring back at her Narias. He instantly knew she wasn’t about to get off of him just yet. Belinda wanted more and she wanted it now. For better or worse, Narias had to brace himself and take it, or let her have it, like a real adult man that he actually was.
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{a few minutes earlier, right before Narias woke up}
Oh, woah. This feels… so good… Narias was still half asleep, but his body couldn’t ignore the slowly growing pleasant arousal from someone massaging his body. This is… Am I dreaming? But… the sensation feels too real.
It didn’t even cross Narias’s mind to try and think he was still sleeping. Quite the opposite, he wanted to wake up and see if his brain was playing tricks on him again. The last thing he wanted was to wake up in Miss Salroze’s house fully erect and sweating. After all, even half-awake Narias could remember he and Miss Salroze fell asleep on the couch together last night. There would be no doubt the teacher would think she was the cause of it, which, even if he wasn’t thinking about it now, probably was.
I have to… wake up and go get dressed. Ugh… huh? Why do I feel that someone is pressing against me and… is someone’s hand massaging my chest? Wha… HUUUH? Narias definitely wanted to think it was a dream the instant he opened his eyes. But even if his logic wanted to argue, he sure as heck knew it wasn’t just another one of his fantasies. M… Miss Salroze?
Narias was taken aback by the situation he was in. Both, him and Belinda, were still laying on the same couch they were sitting on last night. Only that Belinda was laying partly on top of him from the side, with her back pressed against the couch’s backrest. She had her head placed on the edge of Narias’s right shoulder, just slightly below his chin. He could feel his right arm being pushed down due to Belinda laying on top of it.
Now that his eyes were fully open, Narias was actually afraid to look at Miss Salroze’s face, not that he could actually see it from his current position. Belinda had her head placed sideways, and because she was laying lower than Narias, he could only see her forehead.
Eeer… Miss… Salroze… Narias’s face was painted bright red, and it wasn’t because he thought his dream was overly realistic. No. Narias knew he wasn’t dreaming. The sensation of a woman pressing against him and massaging his body with her hand was very much real. Is she… Why is she…
Narias didn’t know what to do or even think. For all he knew, Miss Salroze was probably awake and was doing to him what she was doing because she wanted to. For a brief moment, Narias thought he’d close his eyes and pretend he was still asleep, but it was probably too late for that. Besides, after waking up and seeing what was happening, he became even more aroused. He wouldn’t be able to fake he was asleep anymore. His ‘buddy’ was becoming rather excited and Narias wouldn’t be able to hide that one fact no matter how hard he tried.
What do I do? Should I just… I mean, Miss Salroze is an attractive woman and I… I would lie to myself if I said I never had a fantasy about her, but… But she’s a teacher at my school and- Aaah… wha… Woah! Uhm… she’s… Right at that moment, Belinda’s hand slid under Narias’s t-shirt. A new, exciting sensation filled Narias’s body as soon as he felt her hand touch his bare skin.
He couldn’t help but become tense, flexing his abs as a result when her fingers ran through his stomach. Narias was tense, but his body wanted more of her touch. He gripped onto the fabric of the couch with his left hand to try and hold in his excitement, but the stimulus was too great. Narias wanted to do the same with his other hand, but his fingers gripped something smooth and soft instead.
Because Belinda was leaning on him from the side, Narias’s right hand became buried under her, with his palm ending right under her hip. She was slightly curled up, with one of her legs stretched on the couch and the other thrown right on top of Narias’s legs. As a result, Belinda’s left asscheek ended up right inside Narias’s palm.
Whaa… Narias relaxed his grip in half a second, but was unable to remove his hand from where it was. He simply let it stay here, still feeling the softness of her butt. This is… the worst… I need to pull my hand out… somehow.
He honestly didn’t mean it in its literal sense, even if he wanted to think that way. However, freeing his hand became the least of his worries when he felt Belinda’s fingers gently massage one of his nipples. Narias almost gritted his teeth to try and not give away how much he enjoyed the sensation. And his manhood was as good as ready to show itself in its full glory as a result too. Only that Narias still had his pants and his trousers on, so it couldn’t.
Miss Salroze is really… Narias pressed his lips against each other to keep him from making a single sound. For a moment there, he was about to lift his left hand to fix his pants for an obvious reason, but then decided against it. He still wasn’t sure if he should go along with it or pretend to be asleep. But when Belinda’s passionate massage became almost unbearable, Narias had no other choice.
“Miss… Salroze…” he spoke in half-whisper, waiting for her to lift her head up to face him. Strangely enough however, she didn’t do that. There was no response too. “Huh?”
Wait… Is she… actually asleep?! The thought struck Narias almost like a lightning. He couldn’t believe she was doing what she was doing in her sleep. So… maybe if I wait a little… she’ll stop and… when she wakes up… I can pretend like nothing happened…
It sounded like a reasonable plan in Narias’s head. It was a plan for him to do nothing which, in all fairness, would be the worst plan ever in any other situation. In this one however, Narias couldn’t think of anything better. He decided to wait for Belinda’s heavenly, delightful and arousing massage to end, so he could pretend like he was sleeping when she wakes up.
But that fleeting thought could’ve been just a wet dream of his, because the next thing Narias knew, was witnessing how swiftly and easily Belinda undid his pants, and his fully erect manhood ended up in her gentle grip.
WHAAA! NO, SHE’S NOT- Aaaah… noo… waaai… But this feels… so… sweet… Narias had no idea why he used the word ‘sweet’ to describe the feeling of Belinda stroking his dick, but it didn’t matter. He threw his head back as an aftereffect of his body receiving a shock of blissful satisfaction from a higher-level massage. Is she… whaa… aahm… really asleep?
By now, Narias had doubts Miss Salroze was actually asleep. He was almost convinced she was fully awake and knew what she was doing. He gripped on the side of the sofa with his left hand, squeezing it so tight the sofa would’ve probably screamed if it was alive. He pushed his head back at the pillow which in return pressed itself against the couch’s arm. Narias knew that if Belinda keeps it up, it won’t take long for him to burst. And when that happens, it’d be very difficult to pretend he had a dream about it, not that it mattered to him at this point anymore.
However, after a few more strokes, Belinda’s hand stopped. Narias expected her to continue after another second or so, but she didn’t. He exhaled the last deep breath he had taken in and looked down to see what was happening. To his another unexpected surprise, Belinda was looking right back at him, and her facial expression wasn’t one of aroused excitement. Quite the opposite, she had a confused, if not shocked, look in her eyes.
Wait… she looks… rather confused. Don’t tell me she was actually asleep all this time? Narias couldn’t believe it. Even if at the beginning he thought she was massaging his chest with her hand in her sleep, Narias was convinced that unbuttoning his pants and massaging his manhood wasn’t something a sleeping woman would be able to do.
Belinda, after surveying the surroundings in front of her, lowered her eyes to look back at Narias, who was still staring back at her. He couldn’t even blink for a few moments. A gazillion conflicting thoughts ran through his head in just a few short seconds. On one side, he almost accepted the fact that Belinda was wide awake and wanted to make him feel good, whatever her reasons were. On the other hand, the look on her face indicated Belinda never had such intentions in the first place. A cold chill, and a hot burn ran down Narias’s spine and face. Both of them were staring at each other without saying a single word, whatever thoughts were running through their heads at that moment.
“This is…” Belinda finally spoke in half whisper. “This is a dream… right?”
“Huh?” Narias didn’t expect to hear such a question. He didn’t know how to respond, but then noticed a completely different look in Belinda’s eyes. Her face was flushed, flustered, yet excited, somewhat fearful, but hopeful at the same time. All of a sudden, Narias felt a burning, intense excitement building up in his gut.
She looks like… she actually wants to continue? I… I definitely would want to as well, but… Narias had less than two seconds to process the information and give her an answer. Wait… she asked me if it was a dream. If it’s a dream, then…
“Yeah, definitely…” Narias’s mouth spoke on its own.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Belinda’s lips were on his. She was all over him in an instant. They were kissing, playing with their tongues, exchanging saliva, pouting, pulling away from the other’s lips to kiss and lick each other’s cheeks, neck or even ears, then go back to kissing on the lips again.
Belinda let go of Narias’s shaft and pulled herself fully on top of him. Narias wasn’t gripping at the couch anymore. He let his hands loose and was touching, caressing and squeezing her hips and her ass. Thanks to the so ever short Belinda’s pajama dress, he was able to easily do so. She was still wearing her dressing gown on top of her pajama dress, which was now getting somewhat in the way.
“Damn, I can’t wait any longer,” Belinda finally pulled away from Narias. “I want you inside me now.”
The words pierced Narias’s ears and an image flashed in his head, but he didn’t have the time to respond. He wouldn’t have known what to say to her anyway.
“These are in the way,” Belinda almost jumped up, pushing herself to the far end of the couch, also pulling Narias’s pants together with the trousers down. Since his pants were unbuttoned and were pulled slightly down already, it wasn’t difficult for her to do so. His manhood jumped right up, showing off how excited it was, which also put a mischievously delighted smile on Belinda’s face too. She then, like a nimble fox, sneaked back up and was in front of Narias’s face again. “Let me help you with this too.”
In the next half a second, Narias’s t-shirt was on the floor as well, leaving him completely naked. Belinda pushed herself up, with Narias expecting her remove her clothes as well. However, she had no intention in doing so. She was too impatient, and too aroused to waste even a single second on anything else. Even if she didn’t remove her clothes, Narias expected her to slide out of her panties, but she didn’t do that either. Instead, she pulled the middle part of her panties to the side, leaving it to rest on one of her asscheeks and instantly jumped on Narias.
“Aaah! Y… yyeaahhh!” Belinda screamed from the powerful surge of pulsating pleasure, throwing her head up in the air, and squeezing her buttocks so hard Narias felt he got trapped for good.
“Whooaaah…” he exclaimed loudly, partly from the bliss he felt and partly by how effortlessly he was able to enter inside of her. After all, Belinda literally jumped on his shaft. His surprise was soon replaced by the ever growing excitement, because Belinda was so wet, Narias felt he was swimming.
“Let’s make it more exciting for you as well,” Belinda spoke and then took off her dressing gown. It ended up on the floor right after. She didn’t take her dark-cherry red pajama dress though. Instead, she pushed the tiny laces from her shoulders to the sides, letting them fall down her arms, and had her pajama dress fall down Belinda’s body. A new, magnificent view opened in front of Narias’s eyes.
“Wuaaa… ah… haah… aaah…” he was about to gasp at Belinda’s charming, wondrous breasts, but her hips were already moving. Narias’s mind and body were too far apart, with his body taking the upper hand right now.
Oooh… wooah! Miss Salroze… is so wild… Narias thought he will pass out.
Belinda was really going wild. She was moving her hips while controlling her speed and adjusting her position at the same time, only to intensify and soak in every inch of pleasure she was showering herself with by riding Narias. He had no time to doze off or think what to do next himself. Belinda was in full control and, knowingly or not, Narias loved it.
“Ah… ah… yyyesss… more… more… mhmm…” she was moaning loudly while moving her hands to the sides, grabbing onto the couch, or her thighs, or her breasts even, only to intensify the ever-growing pleasure. “I… ah… I need… aah… ahmm”
Not being able to find where to hold on to, she grabbed onto Narias hands as soon as he tried to reach for her, intertwining their fingers and locking their hands tightly. Narias was about to reach for her breasts when she did that, stopping him from doing so. He was almost disappointed because of it, but the feeling was quickly replaced by the fierce excitement of Belinda’s passionate grip.
Her hands were trembling and shaking together with her whole body. A glimmer of sweat was starting to be seen on Belinda’s shoulders, chest and even belly. Narias felt he was becoming hotter too, even though, he wasn’t moving that much. Belinda was holding onto his hands very tightly. She had a strong grip, and now when she was overtaken by passion, it felt even stronger.
Because his hands were interlocked with Belinda’s, Narias couldn’t do much, other than use his eyes to watch and follow every move and twist of Belinda’s body. And watching her he did. Her breasts were bouncing up and down, together with her movements. They were maybe size C average, but were absolutely charming and enticing, with the ever so cute nipples dancing in the middle.
Belinda would throw her head backwards, or to the side, when overcome by another wave of bursting thrill, slowly yet surely, building up inside her. Her short, violet-color hair would float in the air, not exactly covering her face, but adding that sprinkle of wildness she had around her. She’d notice Narias staring at her when she’d bent forward a tiny bit to adjust her position, or maybe trying to force Narias go deeper inside of her. A satisfied half-smile would show up on her face, seeing how watery his eyes were from staring at her so intently he wouldn’t blink.
One more peek, one more mischievous smile, and Belinda’s movements started to become faster, with her hip movements becoming fiercer too. That just raised the intensity bar far beyond what Narias would’ve been able to endure. If not for him being forced to repel and balance out Belinda’s strong grip, he would’ve probably finished and orgasmed long time ago. Whether it was intentional on Belinda’s part or not, having their hands interlocked the way they were helped Narias to hold out longer. But it was about to come to an end.
“Ah… yeah… ahhh… I’m… I’m about to…” Belinda was moaning from pleasure, with her hips moving faster and faster. In the next second, Narias felt his shaft become squeezed tighter than ever, with the tingling pulses attacking and rubbing ‘him’ from all directions. “Ah… aaah… AAAAAAH!!!”
Narias couldn’t hear his own voice, because Belinda’s scream filled his ears. Her whole body was overtaken by such powerful orgasm, she was shaking and squeezing Narias both with her hands and with her hips for a good ten seconds, if not longer. Still trembling from the onslaught of never-ending pleasure waves, Belinda’s hand grips finally started to lighten up. Narias could feel her body was slowly becoming relaxed. Only for a brief moment, however.
Right about when Narias thought he’d let Belinda get off of him, so both of them could lay down to have some rest, she stopped him, hugging Narias with her hips tighter, not wanting to let go just yet.
“No… wait…. N… not yet…” Belinda said, voice trembling. She squeezed her hands tighter again, not wanting to let go of Narias just yet, hugging him with her thighs harder as well. “Please… let me enjoy this… this dream… a little longer…”
Huh? What? But I’m already… Narias exclaimed in his head when Belinda’s hips started to move again. But… Whoah…
Apparently, her body still craved more. She probably was blessed with a double orgasm when both of them reached the peak of their ride. Or maybe three even. Or maybe Belinda’s consecutive orgasms haven’t subsided just yet. She was still gripping Narias strongly with her thighs, cheeks burning, eyes sparkling, lips pressed tightly together, a satisfied smile trying to squeeze out through them too. Belinda was still inhaling and exhaling slowly, yet deeply. Her body was tense, yet Narias could feel the uncontrollable, pleasant tingle coming down from her hips. A single water droplet ran down Belinda’s neck, then made its way through the middle of her chest, pulled away and dropped down right in between her legs with a splash. There was no mistake it wasn’t yet over for her. She wanted more. She wanted to prolong her wildest dream as much as possible.
Belinda lifted her eyes just lightly, stopping and fixating her gaze on staring back at her Narias. He instantly knew she wasn’t about to get off of him just yet. Belinda wanted more and she wanted it now. For better or worse, Narias had to brace himself and take it, or let her have it, like a real adult man that he actually was.
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