Chapter 1718 - 238 - A Night with Natasha (8)

"Nnghh, ahhh, ahhhngh, ahhh...~!"

I continued pounding Natasha in that position, moving my hips back and forth while the motion made her ass bounce against me. The sensation whenever my hips met her ass had a satisfying, almost rhythmic plopping feeling to it, and it was so distracting that I found myself gritting my teeth just to keep myself focused on what I was doing.

I thrust harder and harder into her, and from this position, it felt like I was reaching somewhere deeper than I had before. I could feel a tight ring of muscle around the deepest part, which I assumed was possibly her cervix.

"Hnnnaa... nnghh, nnnaaa...~ Ah, ahhhngh, ahhh...~! Ah?!"

I grabbed her ass slightly and then lifted her up a little. She let out a surprised yelp from the sudden movement, but I continued pounding her without stopping.

With her ass slightly lifted, I changed the way I was moving. I held both sides of her hips in my hands and used my grip to pull her toward me while pushing my hips forward at the same time.

"Nnnhaa... ah, ahhh... nngh, mmm..."

While I was pounding her, I could see her ass developing little ripples whenever my hips moved against her. The sight was strangely mesmerizing, and with every movement, I could feel myself getting more caught up in what was happening. It honestly felt like my entire body was going to melt into hers if I kept going for much longer.

I continued moving, raising her slightly before grabbing her breasts and playing with them in my hands while feeling their weight. I kept pounding her at the same time.

"Kuh.... ah, ahhhnghh, ahhh...~"

The sloppiness of her insides was making it harder for me to keep myself together, and I could feel another orgasm slowly creeping up on me. The sensation kept building little by little, and I already knew it was only going to be a matter of time before I finally reached my limit.

"Nnnaaa... ah, ahhhngh, ahhh...!"

Her vagina tightened around me again, almost as though it were trying to pull me back in and refusing to let me get away. The way her pussy contracted around my cock made it feel like she was holding onto me with everything she had.

I continued pounding her while watching her reactions to every movement I made. I kept an eye on her expression and listened to the sounds she was making, trying to figure out just how close she was getting while I was approaching my own limit at the same time.

The longer I continued pounding her, the farther forward her body gradually shifted until her stomach was completely pressed against the bed. Her position had changed without either of us really paying attention to it, and by then, she was almost completely against the sheets.

"Kuh... nhhh, nnnhhh...!"

She grabbed the sheet tightly with both hands and then bit down on it as well, seemingly trying to keep the moans from escaping too loudly. Her attempt at staying quiet wasn't particularly successful, though, because the sounds still managed to slip through despite her best efforts.

I continued pounding her nonetheless, and the sounds we were making echoed throughout the tent. With the fabric and walls around us trapping the noise inside, even the smallest sounds seemed louder than they probably would have been somewhere else.

The whole situation had become so intense that I could barely think clearly anymore. My breathing was heavier, my body was tense, and the feeling building inside me had reached the point where trying to hold it back was becoming practically pointless.

After a bit, I couldn't hold it anymore.

"Khh... nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhh!!!"

She had a huge orgasm at almost the same time that I orgasmed inside her, sending a flood of white semen right into her womb. Her legs stretched out, and her toes caught against the sheet, pulling and stretching the fabric as her entire body tensed from the intensity of her orgasm.

"Nnhhh... haa, haa...~"

After a while, she finally began to calm down and stopped orgasming. Her breathing remained heavy, though, and she stayed against the bed while she tried to recover from everything that had just happened.

"Nhhfuuu, fuuu..."

She was breathing hard while still biting onto the sheet, her body gradually relaxing as she caught her breath. I watched her for a moment before finally pulling my cock out, and another batch of semen flowed down from her vagina afterward.

She remained there for a while, still trying to catch her breath and apparently gathering enough energy to even move properly again.

While she was still breathing hard, she eventually looked over her shoulder and stared at me. Her expression had changed slightly, and there was something in her eyes that seemed to communicate a question without requiring her to actually say anything.

I could clearly see what she was thinking.

"This isn't going to be the end of this night, is it?"

She didn't actually say those words aloud, but the look in her eyes practically said them for her. The question was obvious enough that I didn't need her to spell it out, and judging by the way she continued looking at me, she already seemed to know what the answer was going to be.

With that, we continued fucking.

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Natasha's POV

I woke up with Leon lying beside me in bed, and for several seconds, I simply stared at the ceiling while trying to figure out where I was and why my entire body felt like it had been through considerably more than a normal night's sleep.

My head was resting against Leon's arm, which he had apparently been letting me use as a pillow while we slept. His arm was positioned beneath my head so naturally that it almost seemed like we had fallen asleep that way without either of us consciously deciding to do it.

Once I realized exactly who was lying beside me, my face immediately turned red.

I blushed really hard as I remembered what we had done the previous night. The memories started coming back one after another.

I remembered things from the beginning fairly clearly, although somewhere around the middle, everything became a lot less organized in my memory. Some parts were clear enough that I could practically picture them again, while other moments felt like they had been thrown into a box, shaken around, and then dumped back into my head in completely the wrong order.

Still, I remembered enough.

I remembered Leon putting me into a lot of embarrassing positions, and I remembered myself simply going along with him despite how embarrassed I had been. At some point, I had apparently stopped worrying about how ridiculous I probably looked and had just let myself get carried away by everything that was happening.

Thinking about those moments made my face burn even more.

I slowly pulled the blanket higher while keeping my head against his arm, as though hiding myself underneath it would somehow make the memories disappear. Unfortunately, my brain didn't seem particularly interested in cooperating with that plan.

The more I remembered, the more embarrassed I became.

I slowly turned my head toward him again and watched him sleep.

He still looked completely relaxed.

I quietly sighed and looked away again.

But thinking about it honestly, I really did it with Leon, huh?