The kisses continued.
I used my hand to run up her thighs.
Soon I removed Saki's underwear.
Feeling my hand, Saki opened her legs.
There were no doubts or pauses.
She did it willingly, without stopping kissing me.
I unbuttoned my pants
and rubbed my penis against her entrance.
Saki was so wet that she dripped onto the table.
Entering was easy. But the heat around my cock made me groan involuntarily.
Was it different?
Why did I feel like Saki was squeezing much more?
With each movement, a wet and obscene sound filled the room.
With each thrust, Saki trembled, clung to me.
Sweat glistened on her face.
Thanks to the rhythm, Saki let go of me.
I took advantage to look at her.
Her face, wet with sweat, had a coquettish blush.
Her eyes looked at me, intoxicated, wet.
I even saw saliva dripping from her mouth.
I licked her sweat. It was salty.
It was like a test:
that she was alive, real.
That she wasn't just a doll or a toy that I could thrust into and fill lightly.
Her lips started to murmur:
"I love you."
The word shocked me a little.
Did I deserve to be loved?
Still, I didn't stop.
I even increased the speed.
Our hips collided.
The wet sound increased.
I don't know why,
but my face moved on its own.
Soon my lips were at her ear.
And I whispered only two words:
"I want you."
Saki arched her back.
Her pussy squeezed so hard it scared me.
Her inside burned like fire.
Her arms and legs wrapped around my body, like an octopus.
Her lips didn't stop murmuring:
"I love you, I love you, I love you..."
Liquid wet her crotch.
Her body had some spasms.
And she let go.
Her face looked a little bad.
Saliva fell from her mouth, in a... satisfied grimace.
Her gaze was lost.
Her breathing, very agitated.
Was it the rare orgasm?
Did I make Saki come?
Seeing her like that, on the table, made me wonder if she was okay.
Although I also felt a bit of pride.
While observing the unconscious Saki,
a voice spoke to me:
"What the hell? Why her? It was my turn."
The voice sounded annoyed, unsatisfied, a bit resentful.
I turned and saw her.
It was the girl from yesterday, naked. She was still here.
She had seen me do it with Saki.
I felt a little embarrassed.
But seeing her tits... turned me on.
Saki had reached climax.
I hadn't.
---
Carefully, I took Saki. I thought that if I left her here, naked, she might get sick.
I went up with her in my arms, back to the bedroom.
The girl was still following me. Her lips murmured:
"It's not fair, it's not fair..."
I didn't understand what she was referring to.
I wiped the sweat from Saki and tucked her in her bed.
Then I turned to the girl, who was still talking to herself.
I had to admit she was beautiful.
Her body was perfect.
Big breasts, narrow waist, wide hips.
Yes, she was a 100.
With clothes on, she disguised well.
Yesterday she wasn't in good condition, so I didn't notice.
But now, seeing her up close, she was gorgeous.
Seeing her pout excited me. It reminded me of her cheeks with my penis in her mouth.
I still wondered why she did it.
But I still had a furious, unsatisfied erection.
So I decided that I would... do it with her.
Any guilt that started to arise, was erased.
She knew what I brought her for.
And she didn't leave, having the opportunity.
She even sucked me off willingly.
And now, she was in front of me, naked.
The wetness that glistened on her crotch confirmed one thing:
she wanted to do it.
So I didn't stop.
I pulled her against me. She gave a small scream.
I guess I surprised her.
She looked at me a little confused.
I just kissed her.
Like with Saki.
Being rough didn't cross my mind. It was strange.
My lips kissed her face, her lips, her neck.
Her gaze was of total bewilderment.
Why was she so surprised?
What was she expecting?
That I would force her violently?
I wasn't sure of doing it.
And maybe, I hadn't even thought about it before.
My threats were empty words.
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My hands explored her breasts.
I had to admit they were a very good pair.
Soft, moldable… delicious.
My lips began to play with her nipples.
She held my head against her breast.
I kept sucking, caressing.
The temperature of her body rose.
Being so close, I noticed her heartbeat.
Her heart seemed like a drum.
Her skin started to redden and sweat poured out like pearls.
I gave a small, soft bite.
She squealed and let go.
I wanted to see her.
Her face was red.
Her gaze was a mix of shock and expectation.
I didn't have to say anything.
She lay down on the bed and opened her legs.
There was no need for words.
The large amount of liquid gushing from her pussy was enough of an invitation.
Carefully, I positioned myself.
I rubbed my penis against her groin. She trembled.
It wasn't fear.
It was anticipation.
Her eyes told me.
They urged me to enter, hurried me.
Before entering, I wondered:
Was I okay? Am I missing something?
I thought of Saki.
I turned to look at her. She was watching.
I tried to find any discomfort in her eyes.
Maybe sadness.
If she said something, it was likely that I would stop.
But she didn't say anything.
Even her eyes gave me the signal of "do it."
I didn't hesitate.
With a small thrust, I entered.
The same feeling of tearing something, like the first time with Saki, excited me a little.
The girl looked at me with teary eyes.
Maybe it hurt her.
I decided to go slower, be more careful.
I asked her if it hurt.
She said it didn't hurt much.
I remembered the ability I obtained.
At least it was useful for something.
The pain seemed to disappear little by little,
as her face lit up with pleasure.
Unlike Saki,
the girl didn't seem to try to hold back or hide her moans.
The sound of:
"Ah, ah… keep going… more..."
filled the room.
Added to the wet sound of our groins colliding,
it started to bring me to the edge.
I was close to releasing.
The girl…
Now that I think about it…
Why did I keep calling her "girl"?
A little curious, and maybe embarrassed,
I approached her face.
Her warm breath tempted me to kiss her.
But I had to ask first.
"What's your name?"
A casual question.
Nothing special.
But her eyes seemed to shine.
Her breathing quickened.
The same pressure.
Heat.
Just like Saki…
She came.