Chapter 316
I used to hear that women need to be nourished by sex. I originally thought it was nonsense, but seeing Katniss's change in figure, there is some truth to that statement.
After taking off her clothes, Katniss hesitated for a moment before removing her bra, revealing her sexy and full D-cup breasts once again. Freed from the constraints of the bra, her breasts gently trembled up and down, her pink nipples bouncing, and unlike before, Katniss's nipples were actually erect this time. According to female physiology, a woman's nipples, like a man's penis, become engorged and erect when aroused. Could it be that Katniss is feeling a surge of desire?
After such a long period of adaptation, when Katniss and Nathan were alone, could she still uncontrollably feel aroused? Katniss, with her perky breasts that showed no signs of sagging, slowly bent over, her breasts gradually taking on a droplet shape, hanging down from her chest. As Katniss bent over to remove her panties, she lifted her two feet, taking off her underwear from her body.
As the last layer of modesty was removed, Katniss was completely naked, with her round and full buttocks, a deep cleft between the two buttocks, sparse pubic hair at the crotch, and the pink labia faintly visible in the pubic hair, all exuding extreme temptation. Any male creature seeing this sight would be stimulated to lose their reason and eagerly indulge in this feast.
Katniss's labia were still pink, showing no signs of darkening. I remember hearing before that the more a woman engages in sex, the darker her labia becomes. However, despite Nathan's penis rubbing against Katniss's labia countless times, they remained pink, with no changes compared to before, enhancing her proportions and allure.
After removing her panties and bra, Katniss did not put on a new set of lingerie as I had expected. Instead, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then, to my astonishment, opened the bedroom door and walked out of the room.
As Katniss walked out of the room, her figure appeared in the living room, completely naked, with her voluptuous and sexy body exposed in the living room.
However, I breathed a sigh of relief as Nathan, who was also naked, was hiding in the room and dared not come out, even if Katniss remained naked in the living room for a long time. He would not see her.
Was Katniss preparing to take a shower in the bathroom? But the next scene denied my speculation. Katniss walked past the bathroom door and actually headed towards Nathan's room, her naked body getting closer to Nathan's door.
My heart sank at this point. I bit my lip, feeling foolish if I couldn't see what Katniss was about to do. Why did she break our agreement? Had she really been completely controlled by lust?
Was she willing to abandon our relationship for the sake of sex with Nathan? Our relationship was quickly heating up, but could it not withstand the allure of sex that Nathan offered her? Was Katniss truly beyond redemption? No, perhaps Katniss wasn't going to the bedroom after all.
But the next scene shattered my last hope. Katniss stood at the door of Nathan's room, completely naked, not even wearing slippers, walking barefoot on the freshly cleaned floor.
Katniss stood at the door of Nathan's room, while Nathan sat on the bed in the room next door, waiting for his clothes to dry. Since Katniss was walking barefoot, there was no sound, and she did not alert Nathan in the room.
Standing naked at Nathan's door, Katniss did not immediately enter. Instead, she closed her eyes, lost in thought.
After standing at Nathan's door for a minute, Katniss opened her eyes. Her eyes showed no tension or hesitation, but rather a sense of calm. She extended the hand that had just caressed her body and pressed it against the door handle of Nathan's room, then pushed the door handle down.
Nathan's door opened, the sound startling Nathan, who was lost in thought in the bedroom. Nathan seemed not to react at first, perhaps forgetting that he was completely naked. But as the door truly opened, Nathan's gaze changed from calm to surprised as he saw a familiar sight, a body he had enjoyed countless times, the body he had longed for day and night.
After opening the door, Katniss showed no shyness and walked into the room with a calm demeanor, while Nathan stared in astonishment, his eyes fixed on Katniss's naked body, not blinking once.
Nathan's eyes followed Katniss's movements, initially moving from side to side, then slowly looking up as Katniss approached him. Nathan, sitting on the bed, could only look up at Katniss, and Katniss's gaze remained fixed on Nathan's eyes.
When Katniss stood in front of Nathan, their bodies less than 10 inches apart, the whole room fell into silence.
In the bright daylight, the indoor lighting was very bright. Two naked bodies, one with wrinkles all over, aged skin, and thick body hair on the chest and crotch, while the other was young and beautiful, with wheat-colored skin, smooth and flawless, like a baby's delicate skin, with a beautiful face. The two completely mismatched naked bodies were now in close proximity, creating a strange and abnormal scene with two completely mismatched opposite sexes in the same room.
Time passed by minute by minute. Both of them gazed at each other, their breaths becoming more and more rapid. There was no verbal teasing, no physical contact, just their eyes and bodies as the best aphrodisiac. They were extremely familiar with each other's bodies, once deeply infatuated, and now their bodies, long separated, were in close contact again.
As time passed, Nathan finally came to his senses. His eyes cleared, quickly avoiding eye contact with Katniss, looking down. But his lowered gaze fell directly on Katniss's full breasts, stimulating his eyes. Nathan's body had already reacted, his flaccid penis slowly becoming erect, breaking free from the confinement between his abdomen and thighs, exposed between them.
After Nathan reacted, Katniss also lowered her gaze, her eyes falling directly on Nathan's thick and erect penis, and facing her were Nathan's egg-sized glans, the urethral opening at the tip of the glans directly facing her eyes, like a cold gun barrel aiming at its target, ready to fire at any moment.
Both of them stared at each other's bodies, focusing on the most intimate and sensual parts of each other, as time seemed to stand still in that moment, with no words spoken, no action taken.
As I watched this scene, I was already lying limp in the chair, lacking the courage to continue watching, but I forced myself to keep watching. Who would take the initiative? Would they stop halfway or see it through to the end?
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