Chapter 420. Using Her Body To Clean My Body... Best Feeling Ever**

Chapter 420: 420. Using Her Body To Clean My Body... Best Feeling Ever**

William let out a sound that was half laugh, half groan, his eyes fluttering closed as he felt her thigh slide between his own. "Yugh!"

"The feeling of your nipples and thighs rubbing against me is incredible!" he gasped, the dual sensation of her tongue on his chest and the slick friction of her inner thigh against his hip sending fresh waves of arousal crashing through him. "It’s almost too much."

Catherine didn’t stop there. Sensing his vulnerability, she moved her hand downward, finding his cock again.

She began to stroke him with practiced rhythm, each pass of her hand slick with residual soap. The wet, sliding noise shlick was maddening in the quiet of the chamber.

"And you really know how to handle a cock..." William panted, his hips twitching upward instinctively. "You’ve improved quite a lot since the last time, Catherine."

"You’re... you’re dangerous."

"Dangerous?" she whispered, tilting her head up to look at him with hooded, hungry eyes. "I’m simply becoming an expert in what pleases you."

She moved higher, bringing her lips to his ear. Instead of kissing him, she began to suckle and lick the sensitive lobe, her tongue darting in and out with maddening precision. William’s head thrashed against the fur cushions.

"Now you’re gently nibbling my ear!" he cried out, his voice cracking. "Fuck, Catherine, you’re trying to kill me."

But she wasn’t done. With a sudden burst of playful energy, she climbed fully on top of him.

She straddled his waist, but instead of lowering herself fully, she positioned herself so that her powerful thighs pressed tight against either side of his cock. She began to squeeze, using the friction of her inner thighs to stroke him as she moved.

"Hehe, I think I like this position..." she giggled breathlessly, the sound mixing with her rising arousal. "Hup!"

"Next up... how’s this, William? Hnnn!" She gritted her teeth as she tightened the squeeze, her thighs working like a vice around his shaft.

"Uwahh~!" William’s back arched off the platform, his fingers digging into the velvet cushions. "Just being wrapped up in your legs feels amazing!"

"It’s like being trapped in silk and fire at the same time!"

The sounds in the bathroom escalated once more. Catherine’s giggles turned into wet, needy moans as she increased the pressure of her thighs.

The rhythmic thwack of her pelvis against his lower abdomen joined the chorus of his ragged breathing.

"I can feel you pulsing against me," she screamed softly, her hips beginning to grind in a circular motion that combined the thigh squeeze with a full frontal assault. "I want to feel you break!"

"I want to hear you scream my name until the whole castle hears you!"

"Catherine... ah! Catherine, please!" William’s voice broke into a raw, primal shout as she accelerated, her thighs working faster and faster, the friction creating a heat that felt like it would ignite the very air between them.

The chamber was filled with nothing but the wet sounds of their bodies and the unrestrained, beautiful chaos of their shared ecstasy.

The heat in the room was stifling now, thick with the musk of their exertion and the sweet, cloying scent of jasmine soap. Catherine, sensing that William was teetering dangerously close to the edge, decided to shift tactics.

With a serpentine grace, she slid down his body, her skin leaving slick, wet trails across his abdomen. She came to rest between his thighs, her knees pressing into the fur cushions on either side of his hips.

William looked down, his vision swimming, to see her face positioned directly in front of him. His cock was standing proud and rigid, twitching in the humid air.

Catherine reached up with both hands, her fingers slick with residual lather, and began to circle the sensitive tip. The contact was maddening soft, wet, and impossibly precise.

"You’re so responsive today," she whispered, her eyes locked onto his as she teased the head of his cock with her thumb. "Every little twitch sends a shiver through you."

"I’m... I’m about to cum, Catherine," William gasped, his hands gripping the edges of the platform so hard his knuckles turned white. "This teasing... this seduction... you’ve improved so much."

"It’s too much, I can’t—"

"Shh, shh," she interrupted, pressing a finger to his lips before returning to her torment. "We’ll get to the main event soon."

"The real fun is still waiting. So just... hang in there, sir."

"Be a good boy for your vice headmaster."

William’s hips bucked involuntarily. "Shit... I... I can’t. Catherine, I’m serious, I’m going to—"

"Ehehe, okay then," she teased, hearing the desperation in his voice. "If you’re that impatient, let’s try something else first."

To make matters worse, she shifted her position, pressing her massive, soap-slicked breasts together directly above his cock. She began to slide his length between the cleavage of her enormous tits, using the friction of her soft flesh to stroke him.

"Let’s do what I wanted to try out the most," she murmured, her voice muffled by the proximity of her own cleavage.

A delirious smile spread across William’s face despite his agony. "God, yes... I’ve always wanted this from you."

"You have the biggest tits in the entire academy, Catherine... This is heaven."

"Hehehe~! It’s so warm in between my tits," she giggled, the sound vibrating through her chest directly against his cock.

The sensation was overwhelming the soft, pillowy pressure of her breasts enveloping him completely. "Can I move them, William? Can I play with them while I work?"

"S-sure!" William managed to choke out, his head falling back as he watched the spectacle. "They completely cover my cock!"

"I can’t even see anything but you!"

"Then watch closely," she commanded.

She began to pump her breasts up and down, creating a wet, sliding sound as the soapy flesh rubbed against his shaft.

Schlick, squelch, schlick.

The friction was intense, the heat from her body trapped between her breasts amplifying the sensation tenfold.

Catherine began to increase the pace, her breathing becoming ragged.

"Oh gods, you’re so hard," she moaned, her own arousal spiking from the sight of his pleasure. "I can feel you pulsing against my skin. It’s so sensitive..."

The sounds in the bathroom reached a fever pitch. The wet slapping of her breasts against his cock, the rhythmic creaking of the platform, and Catherine’s increasingly loud moans filled the space.

"Mmmph! Ahh~! William, you’re making me so wet too!" she cried out, her hips grinding forward to press her cleavage even harder against him.

William was caught in a storm of sensation. The sight of those massive breasts working in tandem with the slick, soapy friction was pushing him past the point of no return.

"Catherine... fuck... I’m going to—"

"Yes! Do it!" she screamed, her voice echoing off the marble walls as she accelerated the movement, her breasts bouncing and sliding wildly against him. "Show me how much you love them!"

"Give it all to me!"

The air in the chamber was practically vibrating with the raw energy between them. Catherine saw that William was balanced on a knife’s edge, his entire body coiled like a spring, and she decided to unleash everything she had been cultivating in secret.

Her eyes gleamed with a competitive, almost predatory hunger as she braced her hands against the platform beside his hips.

"I haven’t just been researching royal soaps, William," she whispered breathlessly, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial growl. "I’ve been practicing something else."

"In my imagination... in every fantasy I have about you."

"I’ve been perfecting this technique."