Nate kissed one of her breasts, right next to her nipple.
Hmm. That.. Nate.
Marciel's moans gave him gratification.
His hands were filled with her breasts, Nate felt her soft flesh against his fingers, constantly changing their shape, but he made sure not to touch her nipples.
The pleasure only increased, Nate's teasing of her was more than effective.
One of his hands slowly went down from her breasts to her abdomen, then to her cave.
Marciel arched her back, begging for more. Her moans were music Nate longed to hear. His hands moved from her waist to her hips, feeling the soft, vulnerable skin of her abdomen. He paused at the delicate curve of her hips, and with a slow, sensual motion, his fingers slid down the inside of her thighs. Marciel let out a strangled sigh, her body becoming completely malleable in his hands.
But he didn't touch her secret place, no, his teasing continued.
He stepped over her thighs, his palm slowly descending on them.
His caresses, although gentle, were hell for her.
Nate's eyes never left her face as he enjoyed the sweet flesh of her breasts, swapping them both, without touching her nipples.
Marciel's face showed pleasure, but also the desire to have her sensitive spots touched.
Nate's fingers traced their path, exploring Marciel's intimacy, bringing her to such intense pleasure that she felt she was going to faint.
The pleasure ate at her inside, but she wanted more.
Every time he moved his hand over her, every time his penis rubbed against her leg.
It only made his desire increase, that momentary pleasure was not enough.
Nate continued descending.
From her milky white breasts to her flat, soft abdomen.
As he descended he left a trail of kisses on her body.
"You're so beautiful," Nate whispered against her skin, his kisses trailing down her stomach. Marciel could barely breathe, the entire world reduced to the feel of Nate's lips on her skin, the touch of his hands. The tension grew with every second, the fire inside her burning unchecked.
Little by little I go down until I reach his secret cave.
Haha.. haha.
Marciel's breathing was labored as her eyes followed Nate's actions.
His desire grows ever greater.
Nate moved a few inches away from her body, just enough to admire her vagina, but not too far.
His breath on her vagina tickled Marciel.
Nate placed his hands around her fleshy thighs, his thumbs right on her vaginal lips.
Hmm. Hmm. "Nate hurts," Marciel told Nate between moans.
"Of course it hurts," Nate replied, pausing, "your vagina is swollen."
"And whose fault is it?" Marciel asked, a hint of anger could be felt in his words.
Nate proceeded to lick her clit, her little pink nub was fully visible, the fabric covering it had been removed.
Hmmm.hmmm haha "wait".
She felt it too much, as her sensitivity was inflamed, a simple tongue made her moan, as if she were being penetrated.
Nate closed his lips over her clit, every time he sucked, Marciel's body shuddered.
"Do you like it?" I asked her and then continued providing the pleasure she desired.
"And"
She answered him with a simple word, her mind absorbed in her crotch, as if to respond with anything else.
"Just that, a yes doesn't tell me much."
Nate looked at her face, wanting more.
But she didn't answer him this time.
His hands were busy playing with her breasts.
The left one kneaded them constantly causing their shape to change, their soft flesh protruding from the opening of his fingers from how hard he squeezed them, it didn't even look like a breast anymore, it was just a piece of meat that gave him pleasure.
The right one, on the other hand, only touched her nipples, she played with her chafed nipple and could feel its hardness, from time to time she pinched it strongly and other times she just caressed it gently.
Her face showed a pleasant smile, her eyes looked at Nate's face and were begging him for more.
Nate stopped and looked at her. His eyes, dark and full of desire, devoured her. "I love you," he said, and the simplicity of his words made her tremble. It wasn't just lust that Nate's gaze conveyed; it was a deep, unhealthy love. He wanted to control every part of her, and he didn't hide it.
Nate lifted his upper body.
I take her thighs and caress them, my hand moving up and down slowly.
Marciel felt a chill on his neck. A cold sensation.
"You know, I need you to tell me what you want."
Marciel, who was in heaven a short while ago, suddenly fell to hell when Nate's lips separated from her clitoris.
"nate.. please".
His hands never left her breasts, on the contrary, now he moved them with more intensity.
She wanted to fill the pleasure Nate had been giving her, but he suddenly snatched it away.
Aisha, was walking down the hallway.
In his arms, he carried a change of clothes. His mother had asked him to take it to Marciel since Nate had destroyed his clothes the night before.
Small moans could be heard from the hallway door.
She wasn't surprised since Nate had hinted at what he was going to do with Marciel shortly before getting on.
She would open the door, as the bathroom had two partitions she thought she wouldn't see anything.
But when I entered the moans intensified, the glass door leading to the bathtub was completely open.
She came closer, as they say curiosity killed the cat.
Looking out the door I see Nate with Marciel's thighs on top of his, she had her legs open to both sides and Nate's hands on her waist penetrating her strongly.
From the doorway, Nate's sister, Aisha, had tried to move away, but an invisible force kept her anchored to the threshold. She couldn't stop looking. It wasn't just the shock of seeing her brother in such an intimate state; it was the intensity of what she was witnessing. The way Nate held Marciel, the total surrender in her body, the purity of the moment. Aisha saw only lust and domination in the scene; it was a connection that filled her with euphoria.
"What if it were me?" those words came out of his mouth unconsciously.
After realizing what he had said, his face blushed, he felt incredibly embarrassed that it was his brother whom he was supposed to take care of.
But even with that feeling he didn't move away from the door, his eyes fixed on how Nate penetrated Marciel.
Nate had both hands on his hips and his waist didn't miss any opportunity to get closer to Marciel's.
Hhh.hhmm. "Nate.. stop.. it hurts so much."
Despite Marciel's pleas, he didn't hold back as his penis entered her wet cave.
The sounds that caused their union were heard at the door.
Delighting Aisha who watched them attentively.
Nate's intensity increased more and more, and Marciel's screams with him.
Aisha watched all this from the entrance.
She felt her vagina getting wet just by looking at them.
"How can that get in there?"
Her gaze fell on the huge erection Nate had.
His penis hadn't entered Marciel completely even once, but she was still moaning and screaming as if her world was ending.
Nate and Marciel were in their own bubble, completely oblivious to the gaze that was watching them.