Chapter 27: Ascension
Katniss was squinting her eyes, quietly enjoying the pleasure brought by Nathan's penis rubbing against her. Nathan's hands were still exploring forward, while his waist continued to thrust. Perhaps it was the shadow cast by Nathan's hands reaching for Katniss's breasts under the moonlight that Katniss saw the silhouette on the bedsheet approaching her.
Katniss suddenly widened her eyes and turned her head, seeing the hand reaching for her chest. Katniss hesitated for a moment, and just as Nathan's hand was about to grab Katniss's breast, she grabbed Nathan's hand. Nathan's hands full of desire were suddenly stopped by Katniss, and his bewildered eyes cleared up a bit, looking at Katniss in confusion, and the thrusting motion also stopped.
Nathan and Katniss held each other's hands, looking at each other, and the scene fell into silence again. After a dozen seconds, Katniss gently shook her head at Nathan, with a clear message not to touch her breasts.
"Dad, please don't touch my upper body. I don't know why, but except for Kevin and my son, I don't want anyone else to touch my upper body. So please let me reduce some guilt and preserve some dignity in my heart," Katniss explained softly to Nathan, although her voice was quiet, her tone was firm. Hearing this, Nathan's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.
"However, my lower body is open to anything except penetration." Perhaps seeing Nathan's disappointed look, Katniss comforted him again.
Upon hearing Katniss's words, Nathan's disappointment lessened. He silently withdrew his hands, placing them back on Katniss's snow-white buttocks. Seeing Nathan retract his hands, Katniss breathed a sigh of relief and turned her head back to the position on the bed.
Nathan took a deep breath and then exerted force with his waist, "slap, slap, slap," Nathan began thrusting between Katniss's legs again. Perhaps Katniss's recent rejection made Nathan slightly dissatisfied, so this time his thrusting was more forceful and intense, seemingly venting his inner dissatisfaction and a "retaliation" for Katniss rejecting his touch on her breasts. With the increase in thrusting force and speed, the rubbing of Nathan's glans and shaft against Katniss's vaginal opening became more intense, occasionally the glans would lightly brush against Katniss's vaginal opening, giving her unparalleled stimulation.
the intense stimulation from Nathan's thrusting finally made Katniss unable to help but let out a pleasant moan, her lips biting tightly finally opened, emitting moans different from those with her husband. Nathan's speed increased, his strength grew, and by now both Nathan and Katniss had sweat on their faces, Katniss's bangs sticking tightly to her forehead due to sweat.
Katniss's moans and Nathan's panting grew louder, the bed making creaking sounds from their intense movements, all the sounds composing a symphony of lovemaking, leaving me watching in front of the computer feeling a mix of excitement and discomfort.
The symphonycontinued, their pace getting faster. As time passed, Nathan's actions became frantic, and due to the intense impact, Katniss's buttocks were being slapped by Nathan's hips, turning slightly red. After a few more minutes, Nathan suddenly stopped his speed, calming down, but it was the calm before the storm. Finally, Nathan grabbed Katniss's snow-white buttocks, squeezing them tightly, his head with white hair raised high, mouth and eyes wide open, but no sound came out. Nathan's expression was different from before, appearing somewhat fierce, as if he had reached the peak of sensory pleasure. At this point, Nathan's testicles below his penis began to contract violently, as if desperately trying to release what was stored inside. I knew Nathan was ejaculating, releasing his thick semen between Katniss's legs. at the same time, due to the warm stimulation from Nathan's ejaculation, Katniss raised her head, violently shaking her long hair, opening her sensual red lips, letting out a climax-indicating moan. Nathan and Katniss's bodies trembled, the frequency seemingly matching Nathan's ejaculation rate. I saw Nathan's semen slowly flowing out from between Katniss's legs, covering them, as well as Katniss's panties and even her vaginal opening, although separated by underwear, I believe Katniss's labia were more or less enveloped in Nathan's semen.
As more semen flowed, it gradually slid down Katniss's thighs, dripping onto our emerald green bedsheet. I felt like I had a hat on my head, the color of the hat matching the bedsheet exactly. The two remained still for a long time, only the quiet flow of semen indicating that time was still passing. Finally done with ejaculation, Nathan gently caressed Katniss's buttocks a few times before slowly withdrawing his semi-erect penis from between her legs. Moistened by semen and Katniss's fluids, Nathan's penis glistened under the moonlight, like a sharp "dagger." After pulling out his penis, it swayed under Nathan's hips, the reflections flickering in my eyes from the computer screen.
After climax, Katniss calmed her trembling body, slowly pulling out some tissues from the bedside table. Those tissues were originally prepared for Katniss and me after lovemaking, but unexpectedly, Nathan ended up using them. Katniss took out the tissues, placing some on her lower body as if to stop the semen slowly flowing between her legs. With the other hand, she handed tissues to Nathan, looking like a wife serving her husband.
Nathan blankly took the tissues, not wiping his penis, but showing deep guilt, standing there at a loss.
"Dad, let's not overthink this. We didn't really have sex, so don't feel too guilty. Think of it as me helping you relieve your desires. As long as Kevin doesn't find out, what we did can have a positive side for this family, right? So go clean up and get some rest, it's late," Katniss looked at Nathan's guilty and lost expression, suddenly coming up with a lame excuse to shift his focus. At this moment, Katniss's face showed satisfaction, but like Nathan, she also carried guilt, comforting him while also comforting herself.
"Thank you, Katniss, you're a good woman. I think we both need to calm down now," Nathan murmured, struggling to find the right words, not understanding his own feelings at the moment, sighing and slowly turning away.
Nathan held the tissues Katniss gave him, slowly leaving the room. At that moment, Katniss sat on the bed, covering her lower body with tissues, watching Nathan leave, listening to his fading footsteps. She looked at her lower body, then at the semen-soaked bedsheet, a bitter smile appearing on her face, tears welling up in her eyes. With a sigh, Katniss wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye with her other hand, slowly got off the bed, used tissues to cover her lower body, opened the door, and took small, hesitant steps towards the bathroom.
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