Chapter 74 Entwined
I watched Katniss, who was constantly crying while looking at the wedding photos, and I couldn't describe the feeling in my heart. Sadness? Maybe a little, but is it really just a little? Perhaps my own heart has become numb, or perhaps it is silently bleeding, without my knowledge. When I finally realize it, maybe that will be the day of madness.
Nathan didn't rest for long, perhaps not wanting Katniss's hard-won sexual desire to diminish. Nathan remained motionless in the upper body position, still feeling the softness of Katniss's body with his upper body. Indeed, Katniss's body was very soft, fragrant, and irresistible to any man, making all women envious.
While Nathan's upper body remained still, his lower body began to move slowly, from slow to fast, gradually thrusting against Katniss's hips, with his penis continuously entering and exiting Katniss's vagina. The collision between Nathan's hips and Katniss's hips made a banging sound. Nathan's thick and long penis rubbed against the walls of Katniss's vagina, creating a pleasant friction sound.
The movements of Nathan's lower body, like a parasite, continuously eroded Katniss's rationality. Perhaps soon, Katniss would be lost in Nathan's gentle attack. Katniss seemed to have stopped struggling, passively enduring everything like a zombie, without any resistance or other actions. She just looked at the wedding photos, tears still flowing.
Nathan buried his head and thrust forcefully, his face on Katniss's shoulder. As the pace quickened, Nathan's mouth kept emitting heavy breaths, the hot air blowing on Katniss's cheek. The hot air seemed to be very hot, causing Katniss's cheek to blush slowly. Each time Nathan pulled out his penis, Katniss's pink labia would be brought out, flipping outward with each withdrawal and returning to its original position with each insertion by Nathan.
Slowly, love juices kept flowing out from their connection. The originally clear love juices, after being rubbed by Nathan's penis and Katniss's vaginal walls, had turned into white foam.
The white foam kept being brought out from Katniss's vagina by Nathan's penis, flowing down to Katniss's anus. Before it could continue flowing down, it was continuously shattered by Nathan's swinging scrotum hitting Katniss's anus, splattering the foam in all directions on both of them and the bed, covering every corner of our bedroom.
With Nathan's increasingly rapid thrusts, his large scrotum kept hitting Katniss's anus, perhaps providing Katniss with a different kind of stimulation. Maybe rested enough, Nathan lifted his head and gazed affectionately at Katniss's profile. It's unknown whether he saw Katniss's tears at that moment. Perhaps due to the night, Nathan didn't see Katniss crying; or maybe he did see it but chose to ignore it in his desire.
Nathan lowered his head to kiss Katniss's cheek, and as his lips touched her, Katniss just turned her head slightly away, keeping her red lips away from Nathan, with no other movements. Nathan greedily kissed Katniss's earlobes and cheeks, causing Katniss to occasionally shiver in response. Although Katniss seemed like a zombie at this moment, her body still felt, and Nathan was now kissing her most sensitive areas. Fortunately, this time Nathan behaved and did not force Katniss further, refraining from kissing her red lips.
After a few kisses, Nathan began to kiss down Katniss's neck, with his hips still moving in a rhythmic motion. Katniss's cheeks and earlobes were covered in Nathan's saliva. Katniss suppressed any moans, occasionally unable to resist and wanting to make a sound, she tightly pressed her lips together, forcing herself to remain silent, perhaps a silent protest.
Gradually, Nathan kissed down to Katniss's chest. Nathan propped himself up on the bed with his elbows, greedily staring at Katniss's large, white, and plump breasts. The two nipples on the peaks swayed vigorously in the intense thrusting, showing how fragile they were at that moment. Nathan, like a hungry wolf, pounced on his prey. Nathan suddenly took Katniss's nipple into his mouth, sucking wildly, while intensifying his movements and speed below, simultaneously caressing Katniss's other breast with one hand and reaching towards their lower bodies with the other, continuously exploring Katniss's G-spot.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but admire Nathan. A country boy like Nathan surprisingly knew so many seduction techniques. Did he learn them from his mother over the years? Was it self-taught or learned from elsewhere? Seeing this, I really felt like a failure, not only physically inferior to Nathan but even lacking in seduction skills. Am I really that much of a failure?
Perhaps feeling that sucking on both sides was not enough, Nathan withdrew the hand that was searching for Katniss's G-spot. He lifted up Katniss's breasts with each hand, squeezing them together tightly. Since Katniss's breasts were very large, the two nipples were tightly squeezed together by Nathan. Nathan squeezed Katniss's breasts with both hands, then opened his mouth wide and pounced, allowing him to simultaneously suck on both of Katniss's nipples without needing to move left and right, indulging in the delicious sight before him.
As Nathan continued his intense thrusting and sucking on Katniss's breasts, Katniss, who had been repressed all along, finally broke down. All her defenses collapsed in an instant, and she let out a soul-stirring moan, like pearls dropping on a jade plate, crisp and melodious, with a clear and ethereal voice, like a celestial sound, resonating in people's hearts. As she moaned, Katniss's hands were placed on both sides of her body, tightly gripping the bedsheets, alternating between tightening and relaxing, matching the frequency of Nathan's thrusts. The bedsheets, imbued with our breath, were constantly changing shape in Katniss's hands, while her breasts also changed shape between Nathan's hands.
Upon hearing Katniss's irresistible moans, Nathan lifted his upper body, kneeling between Katniss's legs, vigorously massaging Katniss's 34D breasts, while his pelvis continued to thrust against Katniss's, their pubic hair sticking together due to the love juices, occasionally pulling out glistening threads.
Nathan's hands kept kneading Katniss's breasts, like kneading dough, while maintaining a certain coordination and rhythm with his lower body movements. Combined with Nathan's strong panting and Katniss's pleasant moans, our bedroom was filled with a seductive and lascivious atmosphere.
Nathan used a shallow-deep thrusting technique, fully penetrating each time, their pubic hair and pelvis pressing tightly together. Due to Nathan's long and thick penis, even after having sex once, Katniss might not have fully adapted yet. Occasionally, when Nathan penetrated deeply, Katniss would furrow her brows, lifting her long legs high, which would then fall back down with each withdrawal by Nathan. With each occasional deep thrust by Nathan, Katniss's legs and feet would jump up and down, tracing ambiguous paths.
Nathan's thrusts became faster and about 20 minutes had passed since they entered the room. Perhaps both were on the verge of climax. Nathan's movements became faster, their moans and breaths more urgent. At this moment, Katniss closed her eyes, no longer looking at our wedding photos, but enjoying the sexual feast brought by Nathan with her eyes closed, perhaps to escape everything. However, the occasional tears flowing from the corners of her eyes still expressed the guilt and pain in her heart, but these complex emotions were slowly being engulfed by the descending lust.
Nathan continued with the shallow-deep thrusting, and each time he fully penetrated, Katniss's legs would lift high. After about the tenth deep thrust, Katniss's legs lifted again, but this time, instead of falling back down, they wrapped tightly around Nathan's waist, firmly securing Nathan's body to hers, waiting for him to bring her to one climax after another.
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