She might have felt my penis swelling further inside her depth because her eyes trembled a little. She opened them to briefly look at me before shutting them again, following which she increased the pace at which she was riding me.
With only one hand on her chest, the other tit was swinging beautifully in front of my eyes. The sight was great, but I stopped caressing her thighs to focus both hands on her mounts, massaging them in rhythm. Somehow, this seemed to be correct because she unconsciously gave a minute nod, her nipples hardening to the maximum.
She was now strongly bouncing on top of me, the repeating noise of flesh slapping against flesh filling our ears. The smell of our sex was all around us, a raw and musky odor of sexual tension that only increased our arousal.
As expected of a sorceress, she was already used to the new movements and sometimes moved her hips around, trying to find the best position to fuck herself with my rod. When she did, she increased her up and down, slamming her muscular rhinoceros body on top of me at full power. Even though she was still quiet, her breathing accelerated. I recognized the signs of an approaching high and pinched her nipples to help finish her.
In response, she shivered a bit as she banged herself one last time, filling her cunt with the full length of my cock. Her hand flickered her bean at full speed until she orgasmed in this position. Her whole body spasmed a couple of times, the climax passing through her spine, her head thrown back to feel everything better.
Her pussy powerfully contracted around my sex while releasing further fluids, and I barely managed to resist an orgasm of my own. She stayed in this position for a few moments, shivering in pleasure, and finally let a small sigh out. She opened her eyes to stare at me again, and I noticed her lust hadn’t gone down. I couldn’t fully interpret her gaze toward me, but I knew she wasn’t finished yet.
“Keep your dick hard. I’m far from done with you.”
She still had a hand over my mouth, so I couldn’t give a smart answer to that. Instead, she simply resumed bouncing on top of me. The difference this time was that she tried a few new things, like rotating her waist, bending forward or downward to check how it felt, and so on.
I had managed not to come so far due to having a lot more experience, but her trials full of curiosity had pushed me over the top. I tapped the arm she had over my mouth to tell her I wanted to say something. She scowled again, not willing to release me, but when I insisted, she finally retrieved her hand, looking annoyed.
“What?”
“I’m going to come!”
She didn’t seem to understand my meaning for a long time. Then, she looked startled, as if my coming was outside of her expectations.
“Don’t you dare! You’re just here to please me!”
“That’s not how it works.”
“Annoying. Whatever, just come, then. As long as you stay hard.”
Her sexual knowledge seemed to be slightly off, but I didn’t relent.
“I shouldn’t come inside!”
Once again, she didn’t immediately get it. Eventually, her eyes widened and she hurriedly lifted her hips, my dick getting extracted from her twat with an erotic sloshing sound. As soon as I was out, I let myself go, my cock ejaculating everything I held back, spurting over and over while pulsating uncontrollably. I appreciated the release, relishing the pleasure while it lasted.
Selva looked at the scene, half displeased, half fascinated. Her eyes were fixed on my tool, and it was like she was seeing an alien creature. Even after I was done, she didn’t stop staring for a long time. Eventually, she poked it with a finger a few times, having her second extra-vaginal contact with my penis.
When she was done with that, she took it in hand to feel it better, even doing some up and up as if masturbating me. She also touched my balls a few times, but did it a bit painfully since she wasn’t paying much attention.
“Hey, be careful. Those are delicate.”
“Hmph. Whatever. Just keep your dick hard.”
She placed herself on top of my cock and swiftly re-inserted it, with a lot more proficiency this time. Soon enough, she was ramming herself noiselessly on top of me, with only her body showing signs of how much she was into it. It seemed the pain was mostly gone now because she wasn’t careful about her movements at all.
This time, though, I didn’t stay completely passive. I lifted my upper body until I was sitting, which also hindered her joyful up-and-down strokes.
“What are you doing? You just need to stay still!”
I ignored her and moved my head closer to hers. Without any warning, I kissed her, my arms surrounding her head to stabilize her. She was taken aback and froze for a second. Then, she pushed me away while growling.
“What the heck are you doing?”
“It’s basic to kiss during sex.”
“I don’t want you to kiss me!”
“No? Then you kiss me instead. It’s your job since you’re in charge.”
Her look was quite dirty now, but I wasn’t scared. She stayed silent for a moment before moving her head forward this time. I kept myself still as she gave me a slight peck on the lips, monitoring the feeling. I saw she didn’t hate it, soon going for another one, and then one more.
Just like that, she kissed me many times, but only superficially. She resumed moving her hips from that different position, her movements much more limited now. However, I wasn’t going to let off so easily.
On the next kiss, I opened my mouth and put my tongue out explicitly. She became paralyzed once more, commenting in annoyance.
“So lewd.”
“Yeah. Come on. I’m sure it’ll feel great.”
She hesitated once more but eventually came forward again.