Chapter 75 Peak
Seeing Katniss's legs wrapped around Nathan's waist, my heart suddenly trembled. Does this mean Katniss has accepted Nathan? Is it temporary acceptance or permanent? Although I have always hoped for Katniss and Nathan to have a sexual relationship, now that it has happened, I hope it is temporary acceptance. I don't want Katniss to fall so quickly, at least not let Nathan get her so easily.
I haven't fully sorted out my thoughts yet, but the two in the video have already started. Perhaps feeling Katniss's legs wrapped around him, Nathan's face showed a sense of pride and satisfaction, a look of a man whose vanity has been satisfied, perhaps Nathan thinks Katniss has finally been conquered by his strong sexual prowess. Yes, from the action of Katniss wrapping around him, at least for now, it seems like she is submitting. What about in the future? Who knows. Encouraged by this, Nathan works even harder, thrusting back and forth with increasing speed and intensity. The video only captures the sounds of their heavy breathing, moans, and the loud impact of their bodies colliding, accompanied by the continuous movement of their bodies.
Nathan massages Katniss's two large breasts, his mouth not idle either, occasionally sucking on Katniss's nipples, occasionally licking her neck and collarbone. In short, Nathan enjoys tasting everything his mouth can reach. Katniss closes her eyes, legs wrapped around Nathan, enjoying it all. Occasionally she opens her eyes, sees the wedding photo on the wall, and immediately closes her eyes again. She is afraid to face it all, perhaps the wedding photo makes her feel guilty at this moment, affecting her mood for enjoying sex.
Katniss's legs are wrapped around Nathan's waist, but will her hands also wrap around his neck? I shift my focus to Katniss's hands, but she just keeps gripping the sheets tightly, tightening and relaxing with Nathan's movements, in sync with the rhythm of their bodies colliding.
I stare blankly at the intense intercourse in the video, two people with a huge age and appearance difference. I have forgotten to pleasure myself, my hand lightly holding my own genitals, waiting. I don't even know what I'm waiting for, waiting for Katniss's final resistance and rejection? Or waiting for Katniss to be inseminated by Nathan one last time?
Perhaps sensing my eager anticipation, Nathan's thrusting speed increases, almost reaching a frenzy. Katniss's moans grow louder, the symphony of their physical union echoing in our bedroom, the volume and frequency increasing rapidly. I know Nathan is close to climax, like climbers reaching the summit of a mountain.
Finally, Nathan's thrusting slows down, gradually coming to a stop. After a few slow and forceful thrusts, Nathan releases Katniss's breasts, firmly presses his hips against hers, fully penetrating her vagina, leaving only his scrotum outside.
During this process, Katniss seems to sense Nathan's impending climax. She turns her head, biting her lip, making muffled moans, shaking her head back and forth, occasionally hitting the bed or her face with her long, beautiful hair. She may be awaiting the climax, or perhaps shaking her head to reject Nathan, expressing some kind of desire. At this moment, Katniss can't articulate complete words, only letting out delightful and soulful moans.
Katniss's implied resistance seems ineffective. Nathan thrusts one last time, fully penetrating her, holding her tightly as they climax together. Both release their fluids, merging in a moment of ecstasy until they are one.
Nathan and Katniss remain motionless in this position, the scene frozen in time. I hold my breath, watching the simultaneous climax of the two.
After a few seconds, their climax subsides. Katniss's elevated chest slowly lowers, her tense expression relaxes, her hands gripping the sheets gradually loosening. Katniss's legs, seemingly losing control, fall heavily back onto the mattress, causing ripples like waves on the sea.
As the afterglow fades, Nathan finally lowers his head, his hands and hips relaxing. His scrotum stops contracting, the remnants of their lovemaking now contained within Katniss. Nathan gently caresses Katniss's waist, his hips still pressed against hers.
Both with closed eyes, neither willing to be the first to open them, perhaps afraid to face it all. Nathan is the first to open his eyes, transitioning from a daze to clarity. His desires satisfied, the effects of arousal fading, Nathan is now fully awake. He reverts to the timid, simple, slightly cowardly Nathan. His eyes show panic as he looks at Katniss enjoying the afterglow, then around the room, finally fixing on the wall where his beloved Kevin and Katniss's wedding photo hangs.
At this moment, Nathan's panic and self-blame reach a peak. When one's carnal desires are fully satisfied, they truly awaken. Nathan quickly releases Katniss, frantically getting off the bed, seemingly forgetting his deep penetration. He just wants to escape the scene.
With a clear sound, like a cork being pulled, Nathan's penis, along with the glans, is swiftly withdrawn from Katniss. As it exits, Katniss's body trembles, the sudden removal providing a final intense sensation. Her vagina, like a breached dam, erupts with a mixture of their fluids. The gush sprays out, then calms to a trickle, flowing like a stream.
Nathan rushes out of our bedroom, his sweaty body making him almost slip in the hallway. His flaccid penis sways like a snake, wet with their fluids, a repulsive reminder of what it took from Katniss and how it dominated her body, bringing her to peak after peak. For some reason, I feel a strong hatred towards Nathan's swaying, repulsive penis.
Finally, after his efforts, Nathan retreats to his room, burying himself under the covers, his body and mind trembling. He is definitely not at peace, trying to calm himself and likely reflecting on what just happened. Katniss lies quietly on our bed, like a lifeless body, her heaving chest indicating she is still alive.
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