Chapter 13: Coiled Flesh (19)
Odd. Each time Leandro’s meat pierced her insides, Ariel’s body grew numb from chest to toe. Her movement slowed as if she had been struck by lightning.
The same was true of Leandro. He was excited at the sight of her secreting fluids falling as she shook her waist. The image of her trying her utmost best brought to higher pleasure. Her awkward best made him excited.
Ariel shouted her pleas to stop. She could not take him in any more. His shaft bulged inside her coiled pink flesh.
Leandro lowered the hand supporting her waist and moved down her luscious behind.
“…Your Majesty?” Ariel’s closed eyes opened upon Leandro’s sudden change of gesture. Curious, she wondered what he would do.
Through the gap in her hips, Leandro held her tight and pushed his waist forward, the tip of his manhood rubbing at the far depths of her dungeon. He dared explore her cave over and over.
Through the gap in Ariel’s hips, Leandro grabbed mine and took it to the vagina. The tip of the ear rubbed at the entrance was hot and damp.
“Don’t you feel it? I’m going deeper and deeper inside you.”
“Your Majesty…” she cried out hoarsely. “Ah…”
Ariel’s narrow insides split open, giving in to his touches. She slowly sank over him, shutting her eyes tight. Her legs trembled with ecstasy, forgetting the short moment of pain.
“Haa… Your Majesty…”
“Do you like it?” he asked, pleasurably. He persistently devoured every drop of her meaty flesh with his manhood, desiring to know her senses, her reactions whenever she moved.
“Ahh… Your Majesty… it’s so… big…”
“Yeah, you like it?”
“I’m… gonna break…”
“That won’t be for long. Have a little bit more of this taste.”
Leandro’s full length had yet to pierce her deeply. He donned a relishing smile. She was cautious of him, unsure when he would begin his forceful passionate love-making.
“Move,” he said.
And move she did. She moved her hips slowly, soft concave marshmallows bouncing up and down. Having spent a few intimate nights together, she learned how to handle Leandro. He was a man who was violent when disobedience came about but gentle when orders were followed.
The pitiful female lead never learned of this. Maybe her life might have ended differently had she learned to take advantage of her current predicament. The more the female lead tried to escape, the more Leandro went wild with rage.
Looking at Leando, she responded with gentle movements — slow and steady, letting out gratifying moans, heart full of satisfaction. She was too aroused to remain coy. She was growing used to the rhythm. Pain and pleasure from it all made Ariel high with her own arousal. The feeling was intense and maddening. Her breasts shook with each thrust until they were bouncing wildly between their sweating bodies.
Leandro looked akin to a cute beast fierce in appearance. A sigh came out of the mouths of the two couples.
“Ugh…” Leandro groaned. “…I’m gonna explode.”
There was a familiar tightening in his balls. Ariel’s tight flesh was narrower and godlier than any other woman he embraced. He was worried; he would soon come. Ariel’s dense and narrow interior… the saint’s flesh was made of divine blessings.
Ariel wrapped her arm around his neck and took a breath, giving time for her muscles to adapt to his size. That small breath was enough for her to loosen a little. She moved again, her knees shivering and trembling. She felt his thighs against the back of her own, as one of his hands stroked the crack of her globes.
“Haa…”
Constant moans and grunts leaked from Leandro and Ariel. It mingled together. They were crazy with passion. Leandro was feeling ripples of pleasure he had never felt before with another woman. At the same time, he had stretched her so much that she would walk in pain afterward.
Their climax was building and Ariel moved in long slow hard strokes.
“F*ck!” Leandro rose hurriedly and took the lead. The pace he sat at was not gentle. He moved as rough and as savage as a beast. She was taken to the high heavens faster than she thought possible.
He smiled wickedly at her, burying his face in her full soft pillows.
“Haa… Your Majesty…!”
She was brought to a new dimension.
His large manhood bounced in and out against her cervix; she cried out each time.
They could not take it anymore.
Leandro shook his back and waist faster than ever and stiffened, his whole body locked Ariel in his arms as if he would crush her. As Ariel was driven to climax, she milked the last of his own seed free.
Ariel closed her eyes, feeling the fullness of his white fluids pouring in. She was catching her breath, thinking that she may sooner or later bear him a child like this. What was Leandro thinking? Ariel wondered whether the female lead had ever borne him a child.