Chapter 376: A woman not to be neglected [2] (+18)

Klein sat up a little higher. He grabbed Dyana by the shoulders and pulled her up toward him. Their mouths met again in a deep kiss. Dyana’s saliva still tasted of his cock. He gently turned her onto her back. She spread her legs without waiting, knees bent. Her pussy was glistening, open and soaked after her orgasm. Her pink labia were swollen.

He positioned himself between her thighs. His hard cock pointed toward her, the head red and shiny. Dyana reached out, guiding it herself. The tip of his member rubbed against her warm opening. She lifted her hips.

"Enter me," she murmured, her voice hoarse.

Klein pushed in slowly. The head parted her lips and slid inside. The wet heat enveloped him immediately. He continued forward, inch by inch. Dyana opened her mouth and let out a long sigh.

"Ahhh... yes... fill me."

He sank all the way in. Their bellies touched. He stayed still for a moment, savoring the tight sensation around him. Then he began to move. Slow, steady thrusts. Each time he pulled back, he felt her walls gripping him. Dyana placed her hands on his buttocks and pulled him harder against her.

"Deeper," she said between two breaths.

Klein picked up the pace. His hips slapped against hers. The wet sound of their sexes meeting filled the air. Dyana’s breasts bounced with each thrust. He lowered his head and took a nipple into his mouth while continuing to penetrate her. He sucked it as he moved in and out.

"Nnn... like that... keep going," she moaned.

She wrapped her legs around his waist. Her heels pressed into the small of his back. Klein propped himself up on his forearms for more leverage. He was now pounding her with faster, harder movements. The cushion creaked beneath them. Dyana turned her head from side to side, eyes closed.

"Ahh... ahh... yes... fuck me..."

He felt the sweat running down his back. Their bodies slid against each other. He changed position. He lifted one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder. This allowed him to go even deeper. Dyana let out a high-pitched cry.

"There! Right there!"

Klein hit that spot several times in a row. Each deep penetration made Dyana’s body tremble. Her short nails scratched his arms. She was breathing very fast, mouth wide open. He felt her inner muscles contracting around his cock.

He turned her onto her stomach. Dyana got on all fours without him needing to ask. She arched her back and presented her ass to him. He penetrated her again in one thrust. This position let him enter her completely. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him with each movement. The sound of skin slapping against skin grew louder.

"You’re so tight," he growled.

He continued taking her from behind. One hand slid under her and found her clit. He rubbed it in quick circles while penetrating her. Dyana began to tremble. Her arms could no longer support her. She lowered her head, ass still raised.

"I’m going to... I’m going to again... ahhh... nngh... ahhh!"

Her second orgasm was more violent. Under his fingers, Klein felt the muscles of her thighs suddenly harden. Her pelvis lifted off the mattress. Inside, her vaginal walls clenched tightly around him in rapid, involuntary contractions that he felt distinctly along the entire length of his cock. Klein had to slow down so as not to come right away. He stayed buried deep, balls pressed against her perineum, while she trembled. Dyana’s hands gripped her dress. Her toes curled. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Hnng... fuck..." she breathed, her voice broken.

When she calmed down a little, her spasms became more spaced out. He resumed his movements, slower this time. He could still feel the wetness sliding along his shaft with each withdrawal.

He turned her onto her back once more. They were face to face. Dyana had a pleasure-glazed look, pupils dilated, mouth slightly open. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her forearms damp, and kissed him while he started moving inside her again. Their tongues intertwined. A drop of sweat fell from his forehead onto Dyana’s cheekbone. She blinked without stopping the kiss.

"I love you like this... when you fill me completely," she murmured against his lips.

Klein sped up again. His thrusts became more powerful. The wet, rhythmic sound of their skin slapping filled the room. Dyana lifted her hips to meet him, tilting her pelvis so he would hit deeper. Their bodies collided with force. He felt the pressure building in his lower back, just above his tailbone. The pleasure grew with each thrust, a concentrated heat at the base of his glans.

"I’m going to come," he warned, jaw clenched.

"Ah... ah... yes... come... pour yourself into me," she replied, tightening her legs around him. Her heels pressed into the small of his back.

He gave a few more quick, deep thrusts. His testicles drew up against his body. Then he tensed, abs hardening. A raw groan escaped his throat. His cock throbbed hard inside her: a first spurt, two, three. He ejaculated for a long time, feeling his hot seed deposit against her cervix. Dyana moaned with him, a long "nnnh... yes..." vibrating against his neck, fingers digging into his shoulder blades. She felt every pulse. Her belly contracted around him one last time, more weakly.

"Haaa..." she exhaled, loosening her hands.

They remained entwined for a long moment, breathless. Dyana’s chest rose and fell rapidly against his. Klein was still inside her, slowly softening. Dyana gently stroked his sweat-soaked back, her nails leaving light red lines between his vertebrae. Their hearts beat strongly against each other, two distinct pulses he felt on his sternum. Little by little, their breathing slowed.

Klein withdrew slowly. He heard the small wet sound of the withdrawal. Immediately, a trickle of white, translucent semen flowed between Dyana’s thighs, tracing a slow line down to the cleft of her ass on the rumpled sheet. She did nothing to wipe it away. She smiled, eyes half-closed, a strand of hair stuck to her temple.

"It was good," she said simply.

Dyana rested her head on his chest. Her fingers traced slow circles on his skin. They remained silent for a moment.

A light breeze entered through the high window and cooled their hot bodies. Klein ran a hand through Dyana’s hair. It was damp at the roots, his fingers sliding smoothly down to the tips.