Chapter 45: 45
She started on kissing me and I kissed her back.
“You know, I’m good with my hands too…” she whispered in my ear.
She pulled my hands above her clothes, towards her b.r.e.a.s.ts, and she squeezed them with my hands. The lights are on now so I could clearly see her expressions. Her face is very red though we never stopped locking eyes.
Her hands now moved to my chest, then to my stomach and then even lower. A button came undone and something was pulled under it. She held it with both hands while I feel the heat coursing through my body. My hands then went under her shirt and I grabbed the two of hers as we begin to slowly breathe heavily. Her mouth dripped something on top of it and her tight tugging is turning into a very, very slow stroke. It is a mix of pleasure and torture the way she does it.
My other hand then moved lower as I searched under her. She made a small gasp when I reached it, it’s slowly moistens as I pinched the small nub under her. I’m slowly rubbing it with my thumb, twirling it, while my other fingers are slowly reaching her. I thought she would go faster, but her hands moved even slower. I’m feeling every bit of it but I can’t find the release, I grunted at the feeling but it’s very different from last time. This feeling of being withheld is a new sensation I’m enjoying right now.
Her other hand let go of me and it reached for the hand on her b.r.e.a.s.t, she pulled it away and she placed it on her plump behind. I gave it a huge slap and the sound rang out while she makes a high-pitched m.o.a.n. Her back now straightened and she removed her shirt as she let go of me for a moment. The two of hers made a small jiggle as it was released by the clothing that was keeping them together. She held the hand in her behind once again and she moved it deeper below.
“Play with that too…” she whispered in my ear.
My hand delved deeper as I managed to touch the surface of it. My hands are now in both of her, one has gone inside while the other is starting to prod from the surface. She gave me a light kiss on the lips as our faces are very close to each other and we could feel each other’s breath. She raised her upper body and I’m in a very close proximity to her chest and she slowly presses them to my face.
“Damn.” I said out subconsciously.
She made a giggle then she shoved them harder in my face. She then continued on doing that slow, slow torture where I was kept at the brink and at bay in the same time. She seems very amused at my expression as she kept on doing it. My fingers are now inside her and I feel the warmth inside, she’s twitching every time I hit a certain spot. She has her eyes close now and I feel her tightening, my fingers are soaking wet and she m.o.a.ned louder and louder as she shoves her b.r.e.a.s.ts harder in my face and the slow stroke went to a very tight squeeze. She trembled while she’s still on top of me while she gave me a euphoric smile.
She drips her saliva on it again and she stood in front of me. She removed her pants and I saw what I was playing with earlier and then she turned around and she also pulled my pants off. Her feet are on the opposite side of my h.i.p.s and she slowly lowers her body next to it. I’m very close but I endured through it, it’s a mind thing now and I want this to last longer before I recharge again.
She pointed it towards her but in a different location…
“This is? Kaley?” I said while I grunted.
“Shh… be quiet.” She hushed me.
She lowers her body against it but it’s a different space I’m in. She grabbed my hands and she placed one on her chest and one where I thought I would be. I can’t help but exhale heavily when she started to slowly move her h.i.p.s. Her m.o.a.ns of pleasure are slowly removing the control I had on my body. I moved where my hands were and from her twitches, I could feel that she’s still sensitive from earlier. I only lasted for a few short minutes before we both released at the same time.
We stayed in that position for a few moments after catching our breaths first. I’m shooting it inside while she leaned her body at me. She pulled it out while she went on all fours. She looked back at me with a stare as if it was saying to do it once more and it has a look of begging as she pouted her lips. Her pleading look got me so heated I immediately got ready as I grabbed her h.i.p.s and I positioned myself for the other place. I rammed it inside her while she buried her head on a pillow and while her lower body is still raised.
Her muffled m.o.a.ns and my skin hitting her skin is the only things that I’m hearing, everything else is just pure pleasure. My eyes are closed as I slowly feel it building up again. I released it outside and we laid on the bed while she started to kiss me. We stopped after a while and we just stared at each other’s eyes. We wiped off and we got dressed. She went to her room to get clothes for the shower as I waited for her at the door.
She gave me a suggestive smile but I said, “Don’t look at me like that, I’m exhausted after what you did!”.
“Hmph, good job on lasting that long though, I thought you’d be much faster.” She said as she winked at me.
She chuckled and we chatted some more while we showered together.
We left there feeling refreshed though I told her to come with me to the other side of my room. I moved the bookshelf to the side and I opened the metal grate towards my armory and I opened the lights.
Rows and rows of guns and different kinds of weapons appeared before her. Her eyes widened in shock at the sight.
“I thought Rin was kidding when she said that you have a lot but I didn’t think it was this… a lot…” she struggled to form her sentence.
“Oscar has more, anything catch your eye?” I said to her.
Her eyes looked around and it landed on a table carrying a huge sniper rifle with a bipod holding it up.
“What’s that?” she pointed to it.
“It’s called a Barrett M107a1. Oscar gave it to me after we bought this place. It’s super heavy and it fires .50 BMG bullets.” I explained as I showed her one of the bullets.
“This is too big for a person! What do you use them for?” she asks.
“They call it an Anti-Material Rifle; they use this for tanks and stuff. Oscar calls it the ‘Goodbye Motherf.u.c.ker!’ and that’s what I call it sometimes. You could also use it against people but I think a normal .308 sniper rifle would be enough, this thing could go for miles.” I said.
She chuckled and then she tried to lift it.
“It is heavy!” she exclaimed.
“If I gave that to you, your shoulders will be sore every time we go out. I’d like you to pick something more practical.” I explained.
“You’re giving me one? Is there something wrong with my gun though?” she asked as she looked around.
“No, but that is more suited for guarding the place. The zombies on the fence are getting more frequent and we never know what’s in the squatter area if we go there tomorrow. How about this?” I said as I handed her an AR-15.
“It’s light, easy to use and has more rounds than your Winchester.” I added.
“This is the same one you brought to the supermarket, right? It does look cooler. Can I really have this?” she said.
“Yeah, though we only bring them out when we’re outside or on emergencies.” I explained.
