Chapter 256
When Katniss lifted her hips high and pulled Nathan's penis out of her body, Nathan naturally noticed something was wrong. His penis had slipped out of Katniss's vagina, so he stopped thrusting, raised his head to look between his hips and Katniss's hips, and then witnessed Katniss squirting. He saw a liquid jetting from Katniss's hips to the floor, spraying far and some of the initial liquid unavoidably splashed onto his hairy legs.
Seeing this scene, Nathan was initially stunned, but then he felt relieved and excited. Katniss in this state, especially for the first time, perhaps Nathan didn't know that a woman's body had such secrets. Being able to pleasure his beloved Katniss in this way was enough to make him proud.
After squirting for about 10 seconds, Katniss finally stopped. She slowly lowered her hips, but it seemed that not only her bodily fluids had sprayed out, but also all her energy.
Her hips finally settled on Nathan's hips, with the remaining strength only enough to support her upper body with her hands. Katniss closed her eyes and breathed as if she had no strength, like recovering from a serious illness.
During Katniss's squirting for those 10 seconds, Nathan temporarily regained some energy. He supported Katniss's slender waist with both hands and gently pushed up, lifting Katniss's waist away from his hips.
When Katniss's hips were raised higher than the tip of Nathan's penis, Nathan supported Katniss's waist with one hand and his penis with the other, then guided his tip back into Katniss's vaginal opening.
With a soft moan from Katniss, as soon as Nathan's tip found Katniss's vaginal opening, a thrust of his hips reinserted his penis deep into Katniss's vagina.
After inserting, Nathan quickly started thrusting again, going from slow to fast in just a short two to three seconds. It reminded me of the world's most powerful sports cars, going from 0 to 100 mph in just 3 to 4 seconds. Nathan's powerful thrusts could rival top supercars.
Katniss's moans matched the speed of Nathan's thrusts. I couldn't keep track of how many times Katniss moaned because it was too fast and too many, as if all the sounds merged into a continuous line. Katniss seemed to be screaming continuously without taking a breath.
Nathan vigorously moved his hips, exerting the utmost power from his waist. Just like before, there was no sign of his scrotum flying up and down, only a blur.
After Nathan's rapid thrusting for less than two minutes, Katniss clenched Nathan's hands tightly again, grabbing his flat chest, then lifted her hips high again. Due to the unexpected thrusting, Nathan slipped out of Katniss's vagina again, and Katniss aimed at the floor beside the bed and squirted once more. This time, Katniss raised her hips even higher, surpassing her upper body and face, creating a high arched trajectory in the air before the liquid splashed on the floor, mixing with the already cooled liquid.
For the second time, under Nathan's high-speed impact like a supercar, Katniss reached squirting again. This time, the squirting was not as much as the first time, but it lasted for almost 10 seconds. After the squirting stopped, Nathan supported Katniss's slender waist again, inserted his penis into Katniss's body, and started thrusting rapidly once more. Nathan had just thrust rapidly twice, yet he could still maintain this high speed. I wonder what job Nathan did when he was young to develop such strong waist strength. If it were me, I probably couldn't achieve this speed, let alone the endurance. My waist would have probably given out long ago.
After Nathan's high-speed thrusting for about two minutes, Katniss squirted again, but this time it only lasted for 7 seconds, marking the third squirting.
The fourth squirting lasted 5 seconds, the fifth 2 seconds, and then there were no more. After squirting five times, it seemed like Katniss had expelled all her remaining bodily fluids. At this point, Katniss's lips were starting to dry out, either from dehydration due to excessive squirting or from rapid breathing drying them out.
Nathan continued his high-speed thrusting, but after three minutes of rapid thrusting, Katniss's sixth squirting did not occur. It seemed that Katniss's squirting had passed, and the flush on Katniss's face was gradually fading, indicating how many orgasms the previous five squirtings had brought her. After three minutes of frantic thrusting, the speed finally slowed down, but the intensity and range of the thrusts increased.
Each physical impact sounded so powerful, and Katniss moaned along with each forceful thrust from Nathan, as if it were a desperate moan. It was as if it wasn't a penis penetrating her but a dagger, continuously draining her remaining vitality.
When Nathan thrust for five minutes, he made one final deep thrust from bottom to top into Katniss's body, leaving only his scrotum blocking the vaginal opening. At this point, you could only see Katniss's sparse pubic hair, Nathan's hairy scrotum, his parted legs, and his anus covered in body hair.
Nathan's scrotum was rapidly contracting, and he finally ejaculated, releasing the accumulated semen into Katniss's uterus through his deeply inserted penis, while Katniss's uterus accepted the semen continuously entering her body.
At this point, Katniss may have been exhausted. When Nathan ejaculated deeply into her, she simply tilted her head back as far as possible, her hair falling down, making no sound, only long breaths. She seemed on the brink of death, as if she could stop breathing at any moment.
Nathan supported Katniss's waist and penetrated her vagina for about half a minute. His scrotum contracted countless times, and from that, it could be inferred that this intense lovemaking session led Nathan to achieve his largest ejaculation ever. I couldn't count, but it felt like Katniss's lower abdomen was swelling. As Nathan ejaculated, Katniss, with Nathan's hands supporting her waist, used one hand to touch her lower abdomen. It seemed like Nathan's ejaculation was too much for her uterus to handle. Katniss massaged her abdomen to make more space for Nathan's semen.
As ejaculation ceased, Nathan's breathing finally slowed down, and his penis gradually softened. As it became thinner and lost the friction with Katniss's vagina, his penis slowly moved out on its own, as if there was a hand deep inside Katniss's vagina pushing it out.
When Nathan's penis completely exited Katniss's vagina, leaving only the glans, it seemed like Nathan's glans was struggling against a mysterious force inside Katniss's vagina. It went in and was pushed out repeatedly, entangled for a dozen times.
With a sound like popping a champagne bottle, Nathan's shiny glans finally popped out of Katniss's vagina, and his long penis lay limp in the middle of Nathan's hips like a dead snake.
The sexual activity seemed to have ended, but when Nathan's glans popped out of Katniss's vagina, Katniss, who had been quiet for a while, let out another loud moan, similar to the ones during the squirting.
As the glans popped out, Katniss raised her hips again. Her open vaginal opening squirted out a large amount of liquid, mixing with the previous squirting on the floor. This time, the liquid was no longer transparent but thick, white, and milk-like.
The white liquid sprayed onto the floor, mixing with the previous transparent liquid. The volume of the new liquid was large and thick, almost like jelly. This thick white liquid was the semen that Nathan had ejaculated last, potent enough to impregnate countless women.
Katniss's uterus slowly expelled Nathan's semen under the pressure after his penis was pulled out.
As Katniss moaned with the squirting, it seemed like she was not expelling semen but her own blood.
The sixth time, or maybe the sixth time, this squirting was not Katniss's bodily fluids but Nathan's semen.
After Katniss's vagina stopped squirting semen, she slowly turned over and fell on the mattress next to Nathan. At this point, Katniss had no strength left, as if she had drained all her blood and died, with only her faint breath indicating she was still alive.
Nathan also calmed down. It had been several days since he had ejaculated and made love, and this lovemaking was different from before.
The accumulation of desire, Katniss's active participation, the verbal stimulation during lovemaking, Katniss's compromises during the sexual process, Katniss's recent surrender, and her sensitive body—all of this made tonight's lovemaking the most perfect ever. After resting for a while, Nathan was the first to recover. He sat up, turned to look at Katniss lying on the bed, breathing faintly. Katniss's buttocks, reddened from the recent doggy style, had not yet subsided.
Underneath her buttocks, her vagina slowly leaked out thick semen.
As Nathan sat up, facing the floor under the bed, there was a large puddle of liquid on the floor, a mix of squirting liquid and thick semen. The semen was so thick that it couldn't be diluted by the other liquid. The amount of liquid was so large that it almost covered the small bedroom floor, leaving Nathan with nowhere to step.
Nathan put on slippers and unavoidably stepped on the liquid. He tried to step on the areas with less liquid. The sound of his slippers, the sound of the soles sticking to the liquid, accompanied him as he slowly walked out of the bedroom. His already flaccid penis swung back and forth with each step. Every time I saw Nathan's ugly yet fierce penis between his hips, my feelings were complex. As a man, I envied Nathan's powerful reproductive organ, but I also despised it. It seemed like my biggest rival, repeatedly taking away Katniss's body, causing my Katniss to sink under its dominance, releasing and moaning under its violation.
After reaching the bathroom, Nathan comfortably urinated into the toilet while holding his penis. Then he took a basin of warm water, cleaned and dried his penis, and returned to the bedroom with the basin and cloth to wipe the floor clean. He wiped away all the love fluids on the floor. Nathan changed the water in the basin three times. After cleaning the floor, Katniss also recovered a bit.
"Water, water, I need water."
Although Katniss, with dry lips, had recovered somewhat, she seemed to have no strength to get up. She lay on the bed like a patient, continuously calling out for her loved ones.
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