Chapter 272
Feeling Katniss's strangeness, I feel like things are not that simple. Did Katniss deceive me? Maybe no penetration, but kissing? Oral sex? Or maybe she originally wanted to promise not to lie to me, but now the strangeness makes me uncomfortable, and I can't help but start to overthink.
Katniss naturally noticed my strangeness, and she couldn't help but look nervous, seeming a bit timid, but avoiding direct eye contact with me.
"Does being hugged by Nathan count?"
Katniss felt my strangeness and murmured softly.
Although hugging is a form of intimacy, it doesn't necessarily imply romantic interest. Nowadays, friends and relatives can hug each other, so if it was just a brief hug between the two of them, it may not mean much.
"What about the other things?"
My furrowed brow relaxed slightly.
"What's really going on?"
"Say if you want to, or you can choose not to."
Just as I finished asking one question, I immediately asked another. It couldn't be helped, the situation tonight was indeed unexpected. Although Katniss's reasons made me happy, I still couldn't bring myself to fully believe her. After all, there were still lingering doubts in my mind. Even though I said Katniss could choose not to tell me, deep down, I was curious and eager to know the answer. I had been monitoring Nathan and Katniss's every move through video surveillance for so long, and tonight was the first time I lost track of both of them.
Although I tried to appear nonchalant, deep down I was eager for answers.
"Honey, can I tell you later?"
After hesitating for a moment, Katniss lowered her head and whispered softly to me. Upon hearing Katniss's words, I felt disappointed and anxious, but I didn't show it. I just nodded casually.
After speaking, I turned around and lay down on the bed. Seeing my reaction, although I didn't show it, Katniss could still sense my unease. After hesitating several times, she fell silent. As I lay on the bed, I closed my eyes, preparing to fall asleep. Despite suppressing my emotions, my breathing was heavy and slow, a clear sign of my inner turmoil. Ever since reconciling with Katniss, I found myself becoming more prone to jealousy. I wasn't sure if it was due to witnessing Nathan and Katniss's legitimate marital life or the overwhelming work pressure.
After Katniss remained silent by my side for a while, she began to move slowly. With my eyes closed, I was unaware of what Katniss was doing.
Before long, I felt Katniss getting up and then her hand touching my crotch, caressing my penis through my pajamas and underwear. At that moment, I had no mood for it. The intense work pressure made me just want to rest and sleep whenever I had the chance. Insomnia and tight deadlines had put a lot of strain on my body.
After caressing for a while, Katniss, seeing that I didn't wake up, slowly began to take off my pants. At first, Katniss hesitated, but when she noticed I didn't open my eyes or resist, she quickened her pace, removing my underwear as well. Perhaps Katniss and Nathan really hadn't done anything, so now she was urgently seeking me as a substitute to fulfill her desires. Or maybe Katniss had lied to me and was only trying to compensate me to ease her guilt. Despite Katniss's letter, I still harbored a lingering doubt.
As Katniss took off my pants, I felt the lower half of my body exposed and a chill ran through me. Soon, Katniss's hand reached my penis. Her touch was fiery, not just warm. I couldn't tell if it was because she had just come in from the cold outside or if her body was burning with desire.
After Katniss grasped my penis and played with it gently, I felt it enveloped in something hot and wet. Even though my eyes were closed, I knew it wasn't her vagina but her mouth that was wrapping around my penis. I could feel her warm tongue teasing my glans. Since my penis wasn't fully erect, there was no way it could penetrate. The room light was still on as Katniss started giving me a gentle blowjob, which gradually became more intense, accompanied by quickening breaths.
While Katniss was performing oral sex on me, her other hand was caressing my thighs and knees. Was Katniss using me as a substitute? Due to my recent bad mood and high stress levels, I couldn't help but think pessimistically. Despite Katniss's enthusiastic efforts, my penis remained unwashed, and although I wasn't emotionally moved, my body still responded naturally, showing a slight sign of arousal.
Katniss continued to give me a vigorous blowjob for a long time, but my penis remained only semi-erect, making it impossible for penetration.
However, what happened next proved me wrong. After Katniss continued to give me oral sex for a while, her mouth left my penis. I felt a slight chill on my shaft and glans as her mouth left, but before long, I felt my penis enveloped in heat once again. This time, the sensation was completely different from before, and after my penis was wrapped in the heat, something heavier pressed against my crotch.
I was puzzled and couldn't believe it, so I opened my eyes. What I saw was beyond belief.
Katniss was now straddling my crotch, her vagina completely engulfing my penis. Our crotches were tightly pressed together, and I couldn't even see my own penis, just our intertwined pubic hair.
How is this possible? You see, at this moment, my penis was not fully erect, it was in a semi-erect state, not hard enough. In the past, when we were together, my penis couldn't penetrate when it was soft. But now, it could. Actions speak louder than words. Katniss smoothly took my penis inside her.
With her head tilted back and eyes closed, Katniss was feeling my penis thrusting inside her vagina, so she didn't see me opening my eyes.
After confirming the situation, I closed my eyes. The fact that I could penetrate when not fully erect could only be explained in two ways: either my penis had shrunk, or Katniss's vagina had expanded.
The penis wouldn't naturally shrink, so it could only mean one thing: Katniss's vaginal capacity had increased, her vaginal opening had become more accommodating. The only reason for this was the increased frequency of sexual encounters with Nathan. Katniss's vagina had been stretched and expanded by Nathan's penis, changing from being suitable for my penis to being more suitable for Nathan's. Although I knew this was a normal occurrence, a sense of bitterness crept into my heart. Katniss's vagina had now become a fit for Nathan's penis, not mine. It felt like a well-fitting outfit that no longer fit due to weight gain, now fitting someone else perfectly. In the end, it became someone else's outfit.
With these feelings and thoughts, I began to feel like Katniss had been taken away by Nathan and no longer belonged to me. Even though everything was voluntary, I couldn't suppress the jealousy brewing inside me.
If Katniss's vagina had expanded, would it shrink back if she severed ties with Nathan in the future? If Katniss's vagina didn't return to its original state, would it mean she was permanently claimed by Nathan and no longer mine? With all that had happened today, coupled with my recent high stress levels, my thoughts were drifting further from reality, becoming more extreme. As a result, I slowly lost the bit of desire that Katniss had managed to arouse in me. My penis began to slowly shrink, seemingly on the verge of complete flaccidity.
Katniss naturally sensed these changes in my body as she gently moved on top of me. She suddenly stopped the slight movements because any further movement would cause my penis to slip out of her vagina. Her hips held me firmly in place, preventing any escape for my penis. Before long, I felt my nipples being sucked. Katniss's tongue and lips were busy stimulating my nipples, sucking and licking vigorously. After sucking on one nipple, Katniss would use her fingers to play with the other.
Apart from the penis, my nipples were the most sensitive spots on my body. I loved it when Katniss sucked on my nipples, the tingling sensation often arousing me. However, in the past, Katniss never allowed me to suck on her nipples, let alone perform oral sex on me. Now, she was using all means to stimulate me.
My sensitive spots were now highly responsive. Under Katniss's relentless efforts, my penis finally began to slowly erect, filling with blood and hardening.
Feeling this change, Katniss gently lifted her hips and began to move again. Her movements were small and slow to prevent my penis from slipping out. She carefully controlled the rhythm of her movements. Katniss made sure my penis never escaped her vagina. It seemed like she was afraid of my penis going soft again. With her upper body leaning on me, her mouth and hands never left my nipples. She continued to stimulate them while gently moving.
Katniss made no sound, just breathing heavily. Perhaps the heavy breathing wasn't solely due to the excitement of sex but also because of the physical exertion.
I didn't know how much relief our sexual encounter provided for Katniss. I could feel the intense heat of Katniss's vagina, almost scalding. The friction and stimulation of my penis by Katniss seemed less intense than before. Her vagina was wetter and hotter than ever, but it lacked the tightness it used to have. The vaginal fluids flowed out of Katniss's vagina, dripping onto my crotch. Our pubic areas were wet, and the impact of our bodies began to produce a faint, muffled sound. This sound was so familiar, a sound that was inevitable when Nathan and Katniss made love. However, the sound of our bodies colliding was quiet and muffled, unlike the loud and crisp sound of Nathan and Katniss's lovemaking. The reason for this was Katniss's slow and gentle movements.
Feeling all of this, I couldn't seem to elevate my arousal. Despite Katniss stimulating my penis and nipples, I couldn't reach the peak of arousal. My penis wasn't fully erect, so I remained passive in the lovemaking with Katniss. At that moment, I felt like a male doll, a toy for women's pleasure. I was being used by the mistress to satisfy her sexual needs, but I didn't know how much of her desire I could fulfill, maybe not even half.
With my eyes closed, negative thoughts and emotions kept swirling in my mind. I was numb, being played with by Katniss. I didn't move, feeling like I had truly become a male sex toy.
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