Chapter 176
Time passes by minute by minute, and I silently calculate in my heart. On one hand, it's to distract myself from the pain, and on the other hand, it's to pass the time that is currently so helpless and complicated. After about five minutes, Nathan finally made a move. He slowly propped up his upper body. By this time, a few minutes had passed, and the sexual desire between the two of them had once again subsided, allowing them to last longer. Every minute and every second of tonight is very precious to them.
After Nathan propped up his upper body, he began to lift his hips. Nathan's pubic area, covered with dark hair, slowly moved away from Katniss's white and tender buttocks. Between the gap where they separated, there was a grotesque penis entwined with veins, which slowly withdrew as Nathan lifted it inch by inch. The process was slow, and Nathan lowered his head to watch his penis slowly withdraw. He seemed to enjoy this process and scene, as only in this way could he feel the true fulfillment of being inside Katniss.
As Nathan's penis slowly withdrew, Katniss lifted her head resting on her hand, and her sexy lips let out a moan that echoed in the wind, filled with desire.
When Nathan's penis was halfway out, he suddenly stopped. Perhaps Nathan was accumulating strength to thrust back in with force. However, the situation was different from what I imagined. Nathan maintained a halfway inserted state, then he held Katniss's slender waist with both hands, slowly leaned to one side, and Katniss cooperated by turning over little by little. Their movements remained steady, without any pause, everything fell into place naturally.
After a dozen seconds, the position of the two changed again. This time, Nathan lay on the grass, and Katniss lay back in Nathan's arms, with half of Nathan's penis still tightly inserted into Katniss's vagina, and the love fluid still quietly flowing. After completing this position, Nathan gently pushed Katniss's back. With their current tacit understanding, everything didn't need to be said out loud, just a gesture and eye contact.
Katniss slowly sat up from Nathan's arms. At this moment, Katniss was facing away from Nathan, straddling Nathan's hips. As Katniss slowly sat up, the half-pulled out penis slowly returned to Katniss's vagina. When Katniss sat up completely, all I saw was Nathan's dark scrotum hair sticking together with Katniss's pubic hair, and the trace of the penis was completely invisible. At this moment, Nathan's entire penis was swallowed up by Katniss's vagina.
The position was completed. Nathan gently moved Katniss's buttocks, her legs stretched out flat on the grass, not supporting her body with her legs, just sitting on Nathan's hips like that. As Nathan moved, Katniss's buttocks rubbed back and forth on Nathan's hips, indirectly causing a slight stirring of Nathan's penis in her vagina. This way, the penis couldn't go in and out, only gently rubbing and stirring, but it allowed the two lovers to feel each other's genitals and bodies most realistically. At this moment, they were enjoying each other's bodies and slowly building up energy to prepare for the upcoming passionate lovemaking.
After rubbing like this for two minutes, perhaps Katniss had fully recovered her strength by now. She suddenly stopped rubbing on Nathan's hips and slowly stood up with her legs, maintaining a half-squat position. Her legs and crotch slowly moved away from Nathan's body, with only her vagina connected to Nathan. Katniss changed her position, then held Nathan's thighs with both hands. After adjusting her position, Katniss began to move up and down, taking the initiative this time. The roles had changed, as it had always been Nathan thrusting into Katniss, but now it was Katniss thrusting into Nathan. The crisp sound of their hips colliding, the sound of their genitals rubbing, and the sound of the continuous flow of fluids intertwined in the wind, adding a touch of charm to this restless night.
As Katniss actively engaged with Nathan, controlling the rhythm herself, she could clearly feel each wave of pleasure coming and going. Katniss moaned softly, seeming to enjoy taking the lead, but her remaining reserve had always prevented her from doing so.
Nathan was like a master, enjoying the service provided by his servant. In this position, Nathan could clearly see his penis going in and out between Katniss's buttocks, and he could see Katniss's pink anus clearly, but it was unknown how good Nathan's vision was at his age.
With his head resting on his hands, Nathan's hands under his head propped it up just enough to see everything happening at his hips. This posture of Nathan's seemed so arrogant at this moment.
Occasionally opening his eyes to admire the charming vagina, anus, smooth back, and slender waist of his servant, Nathan would occasionally close his eyes to enjoy the friction of Katniss's vagina on his penis. The desire between the two of them slowly burned, enveloping their bodies little by little.
"Katniss, turn around." While Katniss was closing her eyes and enjoying the pleasure brought by Nathan's penis, Nathan seemed to be tired of this position and suddenly spoke. This sentence from Nathan made me feel a bit uneasy because in the past, when Nathan made requests to Katniss, he would always end with "Is that okay?" This was a kind of inquiry and request. But now, Nathan's words were not an inquiry or request; it seemed more like an order. What was Nathan's mindset at this moment? Perhaps it was Katniss's indulgence tonight that made Nathan bolder and the balance of power seemed to be gradually shifting towards Nathan's side.
I felt something was amiss, but Katniss seemed oblivious to it. At this moment, she seemed to have truly embraced the role of a servant, only following the master's orders and seeking physical pleasure. Desire had made her lose all rationality, leaving only obedience to the master and physical cravings.
In astonishment, I watched as Katniss paused her movements and then propped up Nathan's legs with her hands, creating a semicircle on the grass with Nathan's hips and the penis inserted in her vagina as the center, like a compass drawn with a human body. After drawing the semicircle, Katniss turned to face Nathan. Her gaze was hazy, devoid of shyness and clarity.
After adjusting her position, Katniss reached back with her hands, held onto Nathan's thighs, knelt on both sides of Nathan, and began to move up and down again. With Katniss's hands behind her back, her chest was pushed forward, appearing fuller and more upright. The two nipples at the peaks of her breasts, under the moonlight, looked like tempting grapes, inviting one to taste.
Nathan still lay on the grass with his head resting on his hands, enjoying the moment. However, the scene before him had changed. The smooth back was now replaced by the sensual and full breasts. As Katniss continued to move, her two full breasts and pink nipples swayed up and down, drawing enchanting curves.
Suddenly, amidst Katniss's moans, there was an unusual coquettish cry. Nathan's hands left his head and instantly climbed to Katniss's breasts, continuously kneading them. Katniss's large and fair breasts kept changing shape in Nathan's hands. After less than half a minute of kneading, Nathan sat up and leaned forward, then leaned in with his mouth.
Nathan sucked on one of Katniss's nipples, pulling it back with his mouth, stretching Katniss's breast long. When it reached a certain point, Katniss's nipple popped out of Nathan's mouth, making a crisp sound, followed by a coquettish cry mixed with moans from Katniss.
Nathan's mouth lingered back and forth between Katniss's two nipples, while his hands reached behind Katniss to caress her back. Nathan, who had been passively enjoying, began to actively thrust his hips. The two embraced each other, engaging in intimate and affectionate lovemaking.
At this point, I saw a puddle of water accumulating on the grass beneath Nathan and Katniss's genitals, reflecting the moonlight like a pile of sparkling gems or pearls. However, instead of beauty and purity, all I could see was debauchery and ambiguity.
"Dad, pause for a moment." Katniss, who was in the midst of lovemaking, suddenly spoke. For some reason, both of them were already sweating profusely.
"What's wrong, Katniss?" Nathan obediently stopped thrusting and gently asked Katniss.
"I feel a bit cold. Can we go back inside?" Katniss gasped and asked, her tone not commanding but more like a request. It was understandable, given the strong wind outside and the sweat on both of them. It would be strange if they didn't feel cold.
"Okay." With Nathan's affirmative reply, Katniss slowly got up, and Nathan's 8.66-inch long and thick penis was slowly pulled out of Katniss's vagina as she rose. When it reached the tip, Katniss slowed down her movement, gently rising. With a sound like uncorking a bottle, Nathan's penis and glans were completely pulled out of Katniss's vagina, standing erect between Nathan's hips, glistening with moisture.
Nathan got up, gently draped a coat over Katniss, and then picked up his underwear from the grass. Just as I thought they were going to walk back together, Nathan held Katniss in his arms with one hand holding his underwear. To my astonishment, Katniss, surprised but not resisting, cooperated as Nathan squatted slightly, parted her legs, and gently inserted his penis back into Katniss's vagina.
Perhaps feeling the cold wind, Nathan's penis sensed the chill, and he wanted to find a gentle haven for it.
After inserting his penis, Nathan lifted Katniss's legs, and Katniss, losing balance, instinctively wrapped her arms around Nathan's neck. Their chests and lower bodies were tightly pressed together again. With Katniss's legs around Nathan's waist and Nathan's hands holding Katniss's buttocks, a new lovemaking position was formed. Nathan carried Katniss, his penis deeply inserted into her vagina, and they slowly walked towards their bedroom. Every few steps, Nathan would pause his thrusting, eliciting a few cat-like moans from Katniss.
What was supposed to be a one-minute walk turned into a ten-minute journey for the two of them, resembling a sexual adventure along the way. I slowly got up from the ground, feeling numb in my upper body due to the brightness. I watched their backs, standing still and unsure of what to do. Should I go back? They had just been in the field, not reaching the climax. How long would they make love after returning to the room? If I circled back now, I could hide behind the curtains and watch everything, but the heartache, timidity, physical pain, and exhaustion kept me rooted in place, unable to move my feet, until Nathan carried Katniss, making love and kissing, and finally walked into the house. I remained motionless, as if I had become a fool, my brain losing all ability to think.
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