Chapter 118 Failure
Slowly, the two planes finally finished refueling. The climax slowly subsided, and Katniss finally released Nathan's tongue, which slipped out of Katniss's mouth.
After ejaculation, Nathan slowly rolled over to the other side of Katniss. As he moved his body and shifted positions, Nathan's already limp penis gradually pulled out of Katniss's vagina. Although Nathan's penis was already flaccid, it was still slightly longer than mine when erect. The last bit of Nathan's glans finally pulled out of Katniss's vaginal opening, and his flaccid penis hung limp between his legs like a dead snake.
At the moment when Nathan's glans was pulled out, semen gushed out of Katniss's vagina, like her artery had been cut, with semen spraying out. As the semen sprayed, Katniss's body continued to tremble slightly. The semen flowed out of Katniss's anus, slowly gathering on the blanket beneath her. Perhaps due to the blanket's lack of absorbency or the richness and viscosity of Nathan's semen, the pooled semen was reluctant to seep into the blanket. The semen continued to flow slowly from the vaginal opening, passing through Katniss's anus, staining it with Nathan's semen. Could this be considered a form of anal sex without penetration?
Katniss and Nathan lay with their eyes closed on the bed, only the sound of their gradually calming breaths filling the room. Both were drenched in sweat, their recent lovemaking exhausting them completely. They lay motionless, recovering their strength and savoring the afterglow of climax. A man's semen is very precious, it's not an exaggeration. Ejaculating too frequently can be draining on the body. Despite Nathan's vigor just now, ejaculating twice in a row had left him very weak. His scrotum, once swollen, was now half its normal size.
Watching the two resting individuals, this scene was the first thing I saw when I opened the live feed tonight. I initially thought it was Nathan's first ejaculation, but after reviewing the footage, I realized it was his second. Would they take a shower and continue for a third time? I remember when I kept calling Katniss, they had a round three. But now, they lazily lay in bed, showing no intention of showering. I wiped my penis with a tissue, observing the transparent fluid from my second ejaculation, indicating a poor sperm count, while Nathan's second ejaculation remained thick and white, clearly showing fertility differences.
After cleaning up, I clicked on the computer to fast forward the recording. After about ten minutes of rest, Nathan reached for Katniss's breast with one hand, still resting with his eyes closed, gently caressing her breast. Katniss remained still, eyes closed, allowing Nathan to explore her breast. Her breast changed shape under Nathan's touch as they lay side by side. Despite my continuous fast-forwarding, they showed no signs of getting up to shower.
The bedroom light was still on, and Nathan seemed to have regained his strength. He looked at Katniss, who was still resting with her eyes closed, a look of satisfaction and happiness in his eyes as he continued to fondle her breast.
Nathan slowly sat up, his gaze roaming over Katniss's body - her cheeks, breasts, abdomen, waist, until he reached her vagina. Nathan sat up and looked at Katniss's vagina, which was no longer oozing semen. The vaginal opening that Nathan had just widened had now closed, with traces of his semen still on her pubic hair and labia. Nathan's eyes lingered on Katniss's vagina, semen traces, the blanket, and her anus. Katniss's legs remained in an 'M' shape, with her knees weakly splayed on either side of her body.
Half an hour had passed since Nathan's second ejaculation, and his penis had slowly begun to regain its hardness. Stimulated by the aftermath of lovemaking with Katniss, Nathan's penis started to stiffen again, though not to its full extent due to the two ejaculations, reaching nearly 7.8 inches.
As Nathan admired Katniss, he stroked his penis with his hand, seemingly trying to achieve a full erection. However, Nathan may have overestimated himself - ejaculating twice at his age was already impressive. Did he seek a breakthrough?
Looking at Katniss's alluring vagina and then at his own partially erect penis, Nathan's eyes revealed a hint of frustration. Observing Katniss's drying vagina, Nathan's face showed determination. He adjusted his position, kneeling between Katniss's legs, cherishing this unique night. Was he preparing to fully enjoy Katniss or to conquer her completely?
Nathan held his penis with both hands, pressed the glans against Katniss's vagina, and despite her fatigue, Katniss should have been aware at that moment. Did she think of me, even in her exhaustion? Did she remember our missed appointment?
Nathan, with his hands gripping his penis, thrust his body downward, causing Katniss to emit a muffled groan. Although Nathan wasn't fully erect, his penis was hard enough, and Katniss, having just engaged in lovemaking, was still moist. With her vagina recently stretched by Nathan's penis, he smoothly penetrated her to the hilt. After inserting himself, Nathan didn't immediately thrust but instead held Katniss's legs while caressing and feeling her.
After being fully penetrated by Nathan, Katniss groaned, then opened her eyes, propping herself up with her elbows. She looked at her vagina, at the point where she and Nathan were connected, furrowing her brow in confusion. She couldn't believe Nathan would be ready for another round after two ejaculations, but she felt something inside her. With a weak upper body, she looked at what was inserted into her vagina.
"Dad, please, don't come, I'm so tired." After realizing it was indeed Nathan's penis, Katniss's eyes showed surprise at his reentry. But when the meat is already at the mouth, there's no reason not to eat it. Ignoring Katniss's plea, Nathan maintained his position, pushing her legs towards her chest, lifting her hips off the bed. With this new position, Nathan began thrusting rapidly.
This is the scene I saw when I called Katniss. After a while of intercourse, I immediately called Katniss, but her phone was in our bedroom. They were so engrossed in lovemaking that despite my repeated calls, no one answered, ultimately causing the birthday to pass without a word.
I've seen the rest of the scene. I continued to fast forward with the mouse, checking for any new developments between the two. However, after fast forwarding twenty minutes, Nathan suddenly stopped thrusting, which felt odd to me. Did Nathan ejaculate?
But then Nathan withdrew his penis, and I realized he hadn't ejaculated; his penis had gone flaccid. Katniss, having reached multiple climaxes, had a subdued reaction this time and didn't climax. As Nathan continued thrusting, her face gradually showed signs of discomfort, indicating her loss of libido. The friction was causing discomfort rather than pleasure, but she seemed to endure it silently, perhaps out of revenge towards me. Finally, Nathan stopped thrusting, voluntarily pulled out his penis, and Katniss, upon opening her eyes and seeing Nathan's flaccid state, didn't show disappointment but rather relaxation and relief.
After releasing Katniss's legs, Nathan lay back on the bed. Seeing that Nathan and Katniss's third attempt was unsuccessful, I felt relieved. If Nathan had succeeded in a third round, bringing Katniss to climax and ejaculating again, I would have felt utterly humiliated. Nathan had overestimated himself and defied the laws of nature. Ejaculating twice within three hours was already impressive, attempting a third time would have been too much.
Nathan sighed, seemingly regretful for not completing the third round. The scene fell into a brief pause once again. I checked the computer time and saw it was already 2 AM.
I sighed in relief, feeling a mix of emotions from tonight - pain, guilt, disappointment, fear, and intense sexual stimulation. Although it had only been a few hours, it had been torturous and painful. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for me. I needed to calm down and reflect on how to remedy the situation tomorrow. Would Katniss forgive me? She probably would, as the situation, though significant, wasn't enough to break us apart. After all, I had genuinely forgotten her birthday due to work commitments, not as an excuse but as a fact.
I checked my phone, which showed no missed calls, indicating that Katniss hadn't tried to reach me. Had she seen my missed calls and deliberately not called back? Was she still mad at me? Or did she simply not notice my missed calls yet?
I hastily checked the live feed, synchronized with my time. In Nathan's bedroom, he lay on his side, sound asleep, with one arm under Katniss's head and the other embracing her delicate body. Katniss slept in Nathan's embrace, with traces of semen on the blanket beneath them. They hadn't cleaned up their genitals, perhaps due to exhaustion. After their failed third attempt at lovemaking, they hadn't showered or left the bed, just sleeping in each other's arms.
Watching them sleep peacefully in each other's embrace, I felt a mix of emotions. It was sad that Katniss had stayed the night in Nathan's room for the first time, but I wondered if they would engage in morning lovemaking when they woke up. The thought of Katniss and Nathan sleeping together made me feel complex emotions. Would Nathan be happy, carrying a hidden guilt towards me? Would Katniss wake up with a flushed face from their lovemaking but regret it later? As for me, would Katniss see my missed calls in the morning and call me back? And if she did, how would I explain the reason for my calls?
I occasionally glanced at my phone, hoping against hope. I had turned off the computer and couldn't see the live feed anymore. I held onto a sliver of hope that Katniss would suddenly wake up, leave Nathan's bed, and return to our room, finding my missed calls. Perhaps she would think I had an urgent matter or wanted to wish her, and she would joyfully call me back.
But fantasies are just that. I waited until 4 AM, but the phone remained silent. I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me. I put down my phone, thinking about the work awaiting me in the morning. Despite the alcohol's numbing effect, I lit a cigarette, one after another, filling the ashtray with butts. The room was filled with the lingering smell of smoke. I thought about how to mend things with Katniss, how to make amends for my mistakes. I remembered the bracelet and decided to pretend to forget Katniss's birthday for two more days. When I returned from my business trip, I would buy the bracelet and surprise her, hoping to make amends.
I put on my pajamas again, feeling a slight ache in my penis after two ejaculations. Thinking about Nathan's vigor tonight, I decided to order some of the sexual enhancement pills he had used online. Nathan had tried them and had a wild time with Katniss. If I didn't try them myself, I would regret it. Although the pills could harm my body, I was in better shape now, so one dose shouldn't be a problem. I wanted to reclaim my dignity as a man. If Nathan could do it, why couldn't I?
I shut down the computer and turned off the lights, lying on the hotel bed. I thought about the heavy workload awaiting me at daybreak, realizing I couldn't fall asleep. Despite the slight drowsiness that finally came, I closed my eyes and drifted off, though my sleep was restless and uncomfortable.
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