Chapter 403: Struggling mother (R-18)

Chapter 403: Struggling mother (R-18)

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Key watched as Maria confidently straddled Kevin's face, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal. She noticed Maria spreading her feet on either side of Kevin's face, proudly displaying her hairy and wet vagina, with her anus also visible to kevin from that angle. Key couldn't believe she was witnessing this, as she never thought she would expose herself like that out of embarrassment. However, if Kevin had asked her to do the same, she knew she would comply. It seemed like this act was making them more comfortable with each other, much like how comfortable Maria seemed to be with Kevin.

From Key's perspective, watching them made it seem like they were engaged in the most ordinary sexual activity. She observed Maria lowering her hips, pressing her vaginal lips against Kevin's mouth. Once their intimate contact was established, Maria increased the pressure, causing Kevin's mouth to disappear under her vagina, with only his chin visible to Key.

'I want that too.' she thought, feeling a pang of jealousy as she watched them being so close. Looking down at Kevin's penis nestled between her thighs, she impulsively grabbed it, lifting her hips to guide it into her folds. As his length slid inside, she couldn't help but gasp, her whole body tensing up with the sensation. Taking a moment to adjust and get comfortable, she paused, but Kevin, eager and feeling every inch, wasn't in the mood to wait. With a sudden thrust of his hips, he buried himself deep inside her all at once.

Her gasp this time was louder, almost a mix of surprise and pleasure, leaving her feeling weak as she leaned into him. His downward movement caused his penis to nudge against the back of her vagina again as her hips also fall on him, sparking another gasp and a delightful squirm as another orgasm washed over her. It was smaller this time, but the intensity was just as electrifying as before.

Maria's buttocks were spread wide, exposing a fringe of hair around the delicate pink skin of her anus. Kevin had explored this intimate area with his fingers, teasing and stimulating her, bringing her tantalizingly close to the edge of orgasm multiple times. He maintained precise control over her climax, edging her towards the peak of pleasure but holding her back, prolonging their shared ecstasy.

He found immense pleasure in Maria's continual state of arousal, relishing the sight of her body tensing with desire, the way her breath quickened, and her skin flushed with anticipation. It wasn't just about denying her release; it was about the journey towards it- the desperate writhing, the pleading moans, and the way her muscles clenched in need. For him, Maria's struggle for orgasm was a symphony of raw, primal emotions that fed his own desires.

He enjoyed the control it gave him, the power to keep her teetering on the edge, only allowing her release when he deemed fit and her being his mother was bonus on top. It wasn't out of cruelty but a deep-seated need to prolong the intensity, to savor every moment of her longing and desperation. Each time he denied her climax, he felt a surge of satisfaction, knowing he could push her further, make her ache for fulfillment until she begged for mercy. Key, on the other hand, served a different purpose. She was a pawn in his game, a tool used to stoke Maria's jealousy and amplify her craving for release. Her presence heightened Maria's arousal, creating a complex web of desire and competition that fueled his own pleasure. He watched with detached interest as Key's actions spurred Maria to new heights of need, using her arousal as a catalyst to deepen Maria's dependency on him.

In his eyes, Maria's struggle for orgasm was not just about physical pleasure but a psychological dance of dominance and submission, where he held the reins of her pleasure and dictated its pace.

His mother's hunger for orgasm consumed her entire being. Every inch of her body tingled with arousal, from the tips of her toes to the tip of her tongue, each nerve primed to explode with the release of built-up tension. Yet, despite her fervent efforts-pressing her vagina against his face, urging his tongue deeper-she couldn't reach the peak she desperately sought. Adding to her frustration, the other woman continued to climax repeatedly, intensifying Maria's jealousy and driving her desire to new heights.