Chapter 149: Voluntary
Katniss lay on the ground and didn't immediately get up, taking the opportunity to rest and alleviate the pain in her knees, while Nathan waited for Katniss to recover.
Just waiting, Nathan felt bored. He straightened up his upper body from Katniss's back, and then he inadvertently realized that he and Katniss were in a doggy-style position, a position he had longed for but never achieved. Unexpectedly, fate had given him this opportunity.
However, Nathan seemed unsure if Katniss would agree to him penetrating her in this position. But Nathan didn't want to give up so easily. After struggling on his face for a while, a hint of determination appeared on his face.
He decided to take a chance. He released his hands supporting Katniss's abdomen, then used his hands to hold her slender waist, adjusted the position of his legs slightly, preparing to fully exert his physical strength in a while.
As Nathan's hands moved from his own abdomen to Katniss's slender waist, Katniss, who was resting and relieving pain, seemed to suddenly sense Nathan's intention. She raised her cheek with a slight surprise, then reflexively began to twist her hips as if trying to shake off Nathan's penis. However, her waist was controlled by Nathan at this moment, preventing her buttocks from twisting significantly and her lower body from moving away from Nathan.
It was only at this moment that I truly understood how much Katniss detested the doggy-style position. Normally, under the influence of aphrodisiacs, Katniss hardly refused any of Nathan's requests. But in this situation that repulsed her, she still rejected the doggy-style position vehemently. Her aversion to it was strong. At the same time, the fact that Katniss was willing to engage in doggy-style with me flashed a moment of vanity and satisfaction in my mind.
Nathan continued to press down on Katniss's slender waist, rendering her struggles futile. Due to special circumstances, Katniss dared not speak, so she could only turn her head to look at Nathan, pouting slightly, her eyes carrying a hint of supplication.
Katniss's demeanor did not show any hint of anger to Nathan and me, but rather a coquettish reproach.
Seeing Katniss's expression, a hint of confusion flashed across Nathan's face, as if he was captivated by Katniss's coquettish look.
Katniss's expression did not intimidate Nathan at all; instead, it gave him courage and determination. Nathan tightly held Katniss's slender waist again, then with Katniss's compliant cooperation, she rose up and leaned on the edge of the bed, her hands gripping the edge. After assuming this position, Nathan grabbed Katniss's breasts with both hands and vigorously penetrated her in a back-entry position.
Katniss's breasts changed shape in Nathan's hands. Tonight, the two of them had tried so many positions - missionary, cowgirl, doggy-style. What other positions had they not tried?
As an onlooker in the other scene, I couldn't bear the excitement anymore. Dragging my tired body, I walked to my bedroom. At that moment, I couldn't stand the stimulation of their lovemaking sounds. Watching my back in the surveillance footage, I felt so desolate and pitiful.
Now watching the surveillance footage, I finally realized that in just over ten minutes that night, so much had happened. If I had opened the door at that time and witnessed everything firsthand, how would I have felt and what would have been the consequences?
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake my head in front of the computer. Did I have the courage at that time? No more wild thoughts. The me in the video had already returned to the bedroom, lying on the bed alone, crying and in pain, leaving only me, the outsider, here to enjoy it alone.
After a few minutes on the bed, Nathan withdrew his penis.
After Nathan withdrew his penis, there were no words spoken. Katniss seemed to understand Nathan's intention - she was too tired standing on the floor, feeling that the soft bed was more comfortable. She also sensed that I wouldn't wake up at that moment. The two of them now felt bolder and prepared to return to the bed.
Katniss wearily climbed onto the bed, then turned over and lay on her back, her flawless body covered in sweat. Nathan, with his still rock-hard penis, climbed onto the bed. However, when he knelt between Katniss's legs, he hesitated as he held his penis, looking into Katniss's eyes as if wanting to say something but holding back.
Seeing Nathan's hesitation, Katniss seemed to understand. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, Katniss's climax had not arrived yet. She urgently needed a strong climax to satisfy herself. She looked at Nathan with a mix of hesitation and urgency in her eyes, then sighed lightly, as if she had made a decision.
Subsequently, to the astonishment of both Nathan and me, Katniss sat up, then turned over and lay on the bed, raising her buttocks high, burying her face in the pillow. Her disheveled hair covered her face, not allowing Nathan or me at the computer to see her extremely shy expression.
Seeing this scene, Nathan's eyes lit up with joy. He didn't expect Katniss to voluntarily switch to the doggy-style position. If the previous instance was somewhat coercive on Nathan's part, this time it was entirely voluntary on Katniss's part.
Katniss seemed to be aware of her shyness, allowing the pillow and hair to cover her face. At this moment, her sexual release took precedence, and nothing else mattered, at least for this night.
Seeing Katniss like this, my excitement and stimulation diminished by half, leaving only a feeling of jealousy. I had thought that Katniss willingly engaging in doggy-style with me was my unique privilege, but on this night, even that last uniqueness was shattered. Did I and Katniss have any other unique moments between us? My confused mind couldn't think of any. Perhaps there were none left.
Nathan, still foolishly kneeling behind Katniss's buttocks, excitedly held his penis but hesitated to make a move. Katniss maintained the doggy-style position, waiting. Perhaps Katniss felt extremely embarrassed that Nathan could see her vagina and anus so clearly, but her urgent physical needs prevented her from lifting her face and saying anything to Nathan. She felt she should give Nathan some silent cues.
Katniss's raised buttocks began to sway back and forth, like a female dog in heat continuously presenting her swollen vagina to the male dog.
Even Nathan, in his foolishness, understood what Katniss's hint meant. He wiped the saliva from his mouth with one hand, then held Katniss's swaying buttocks with the other, indicating to Katniss that he understood. He then held his penis with one hand, aimed the tip at the target.
With Katniss's buttocks raised high, her buttocks spread wide apart, pulling her labia apart, allowing Nathan to see her labia and anus clearly. No wonder Katniss felt so shy.
Katniss's anus contracted and relaxed, indicating that the fire of desire within her was still burning, never extinguished.
With a sound of air being squeezed out, Katniss, burying her face in the pillow, let out a muffled groan as Nathan's penis, aimed at the target, penetrated deeply in one go.
Perhaps not wanting to disappoint Katniss with this reward, Nathan didn't want to let her down. After the penetration, Nathan began to thrust wildly into Katniss. Any guilt or worry from before was cast aside, leaving only desire in his heart.
Their bodies collided and rubbed vigorously. Although Katniss's moans were muffled by the pillow, they were still loud, indicating that she not only did not refuse Nathan's frenzy but also somewhat approved of it.
As Nathan thrust, his hands roamed back and forth on Katniss's buttocks, slender waist, and breasts. At that moment, he seemed to want to exert all his physical and vital energy.
With an unusual high-pitched moan, Katniss's vagina sprayed a clear liquid. Since Nathan's penis deeply occupied every inch of Katniss's vagina, when this liquid finally escaped from her vagina, it sprayed wildly, staining Nathan's scrotum, pubic hair, legs, and the bedding.
Katniss finally experienced her most intense climax, so intense that she even squirted. Only Nathan could make her squirt. Despite my many attempts, no matter how hard I tried or how much foreplay we engaged in, I had never made Katniss squirt. Squirting seemed to be a term exclusive to Nathan and Katniss.
Nathan waited for Katniss's climax to pass, while also regaining his strength. During the recent process, although Nathan's eyes lingered on Katniss's body, the number of times and the duration he spent looking at Katniss's anus were the most. Apart from Katniss's breasts, Nathan was also extremely infatuated with Katniss's anus. This could be seen from the times he kissed Katniss's anus during oral sex.
While Katniss was still experiencing the afterglow of her climax, Nathan freed up one hand, then dipped it in the sticky fluid between their genitals. After coating his fingers with the fluid, he evenly spread it on Katniss's anus.
The moment Nathan's fingers touched Katniss's anus, her body trembled slightly from the different stimulation. However, she was still reveling in the afterglow of her climax and didn't know what Nathan was about to do.
What did Nathan want to do? Could the mixture of their fluids on Katniss's anus give him a sense of unusual satisfaction? Or...? Another possibility came to mind, and I broke out in a cold sweat.
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