Kara's hands trembled as she sat on the wooden stool, gripping its edges as if they could anchor her to reality. Her heart hammered in her chest, each beat loud enough to drown out her thoughts. She shifted slightly, unsure whether to look up or keep her gaze fixed on the floor. The air around her felt charged, every movement amplified by the quiet tension in the room.
Leon leaned back against the table, arms crossed, his eyes shamelessly lingering on her naked form. Kara's cheeks flamed as she instinctively tried to cover herself, but the mischievous curve of his grin made her falter. She let her hands fall, biting her lip as embarrassment and curiosity warred within her.
His gaze held hers, steady and teasing.
"If you want to feel good, you'll need to follow all my instructions—without question," he said, his voice low but firm.
"And if you accept, there's no going back," he added, the warning sharp yet calm. "Think carefully before you make your decision."
Kara's chest rose and fell rapidly, her mind racing. Shame tugged at her, urging her to turn away and flee. But beneath it all, a spark of curiosity, fierce and insistent, refused to be ignored. She wanted to know what he meant, to see where this would lead, and—despite herself—she trusted him.
With a trembling breath, she lifted her hazel eyes to meet his. "O-okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I… I'll do it. I accept."
Leon's grin widened, the playful gleam in his eyes softening into something warmer. "Good," he said, his tone steady, reassuring. "Even though it is the first time doing it, I promise to fulfil my promise."
He studied her innocent face, the slight parting of her cherry lips, and knew exactly what he wanted to do first.
"I'm going to teach you how to kiss—first," he said, his voice low but firm, carrying a teasing authority that made Kara's heart skip a beat.
Leon leaned closer, his eyes searching hers for permission. Slowly, he tilted his head slightly, closing the distance. Kara's breath hitched as their lips met—soft, tentative, and gentle. At first, it was just a light brush, testing the moment, but the warmth of the connection made her heart race.
As his lips touched hers, Leon forgot everything else, his eyes went blank. It was like he was no longer in control. His chest tightened, a jolt of nerves mixed with exhilaration coursing through him. This was his first kiss, and the sensation was unlike anything he had imagined—soft, electric, and utterly consuming.
He pulled her from the stool and brought her closer as he continued to devour her lips.
Kara gasped into the kiss, her body trembling as his hands roamed her body, kneading the soft swell of her breasts until helpless moans spilled from her throat.
His thigh forced its way higher between her legs, pressing into her soaked core. Kara let out a broken moan, hips grinding instinctively against him, her arousal spreading wet heat over his trousers. The needy friction made her shudder, made her fingers claw at his shoulders as though she'd fall apart if he stopped.
Kara's whimpers vibrated against his lips as his hands molded her breasts, thumbs teasing her hardened peaks until she arched into him, begging for more without words.
His cock, thick and urgent, strained against the confines of his clothes, jutting hard against her abdomen.
He was losing his mind.
For Kara, this was all new. She had never known that the simple touch of a hand on her breasts could make her body feel this way.
Each knead, each flick of his thumbs against her hardened peaks sent a rush of heat racing down her spine, pooling low between her thighs.
"Please… stop," she whispered, her voice trembling, though it came out more like a plea for mercy than resistance. "This is too much…"
But his mouth was relentless. He circled her with his tongue, flicked, sucked — every motion pulling another helpless sound from her. Kara's back arched despite her words, her body betraying her as waves of heat rolled through her. Her fingers tangled in his hair, clutching tight, half to push him away, half to drag him closer.
While his mouth worshipped her breasts, his hands slid lower, tracing the curve of her waist before seizing the fullness of her ass. His fingers dug into her soft flesh, pulling her ass cheeks apart as he kneaded them roughly.
This was too much for Kara. Her body had slipped beyond her control, and before she even realized it, her hips were moving on their own — grinding her soaked pussy against the hard muscle of his thigh. The friction sent sparks racing through her.
Her breath came in ragged gasps, shame and wonder tangled inside her, but the need to cum was stronger, driving her to move harder, seeking release.
Leon brought his fingers down to her pussy and parted her lips slightly exposing her protruding clit.
"Aaaaaaaaaia!"A startled cry escaped her lips, as Leon rubbed her pussy.
Using her juices he slipped his middle finger into pussy with ease and started thrusting it in and out.
"Uhh~~Ah~~Uh~~" Kara was no longer able to contain her moans.
The finger in her pussy sent jolts of pleasure all over her body, the heat, the impossibly sweet friction of the thumb on her clit — it all became too much. Kara's body tensed, a coil of fire winding tighter and tighter until she felt as if she might shatter. Her hips jerked uncontrollably against him, grinding faster, pressing harder.
More and more juices drenched his fingers and trickled down her legs.
"Uhh~~Ah~~Uh~~ Uhh~~Ah~~Uh~~"
As Leon fastened his pace a sharp, exquisite pressure built inside her, rising like a wave that threatened to sweep her away. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, eyes squeezed shut, hands clutching at him as though holding him could somehow contain the intensity.
Without warning Leon added a second finger, and increased the speed.
"UUUUUHHHHHH~~~~" Kara's eyes shot wide open as her high pitched voice rang across the hut. She squirted all over his thigh as her first orgasm hit her.
A rush of warmth, a shuddering quake, consumed her from core to spine. Her entire body trembled, hips bucking, muscles clenched and released in helpless rhythm. A cry tore from her lips, loud and raw, a sound that spoke of disbelief, pleasure, and surrender all at once.
She sagged against him afterward, trembling, breathless, overwhelmed by the flood of sensation and emotion. Her mind was spinning — part awe, part wonder, part shame — but her body was.
Leon was pulled out of his reverie by a sudden rush under his skin. His breath hitched as a familiar warmth spread through his veins, stronger, clearer than before.
This time, he understood.
The strange energy was flowing from Kara—the trembling, breathless way she had clung to him, the crimson flush that painted her face, the helpless moans that slipped past her lips.
Lust.