Chapter 232: The First Experience[R-18]
Jane’s hand moved across his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath the skin. Her touch was tentative at first, then grew bolder, her fingers tracing the lines of his body.
"Your body," she said softly, her voice carrying that commanding tone even as it trembled. "It’s changed since we last... it’s stronger now. More powerful."
"And it’s all for you," Neil replied. "Every bit of this strength is for you, Jane. To protect you, to pleasure you, to make you feel things you’ve never felt before."
He kissed her again, deeply, and guided her backward toward the bed. Jane’s legs brushed against the mattress, and she fell back, her dark hair spreading across the pale sheets like ink spilled in water. Neil settled between her thighs, his hard cock pressing against her core, and he could already feel the heat radiating from her.
Jane’s breath hitched as she felt him there, and her hands gripped his shoulders tightly, her nails digging into his skin.
Neil broke their kiss and began to move lower, his lips trailing across her jawline, down her neck. He could feel her pulse racing beneath his mouth, could feel the tremor running through her body at his touch.
"Neil," she gasped as his lips found the juncture where her neck met her shoulder. He bit down gently, leaving a small mark, and she made a sound that was half gasp, half moan—"Mmmmm~"
His hands moved to her breasts, and he cupped them gently, feeling the weight and softness of them in his palms. Her nipples were already hardening, standing at attention, begging for his attention.
He leaned down and took one into his mouth, sucking gently while his other hand continued to massage the neglected breast, his fingers squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.
"Ahhhh! Hmmmm~" Jane’s back arched off the bed as his tongue flicked across her sensitive nipple. Her hands came up to grip his hair, her nails digging into his scalp. "Neil, that feels—oh my god—"
"Does that feel good?" Neil asked, looking up at her face while still maintaining contact with her breast.
Jane’s eyes were closed, her lips parted, her breathing shallow and rapid. She could only nod, unable to form coherent words as pleasure began to build in her body.
Neil switched his attention to her other breast, giving it the same treatment—sucking, licking, gently nibbling at the hardened peak while his hand continued to work on the first breast. Small moans escaped Jane’s lips with each movement, growing louder as he increased the intensity.
His hand moved down her body, trailing across her ribs, her waist, tracing the curve of her hip, until his fingers finally reached the junction between her thighs.
Jane’s entire body tensed as his fingers brushed against her core. He could already feel the wetness there, could smell her arousal filling the air between them. She was already wanting him, already needing him.
"Relax," he murmured against her breast, his voice low and soothing. "Let me take care of you. Let me make you feel good, Jane. That’s all I want to do tonight."
He moved his hand lower, cupping her pussy, feeling the heat radiating from her. His palm pressed against her mound as his fingers began to explore the soft folds of her labia, finding the edges of her opening.
"Oh god," Jane gasped, her legs spreading wider instinctively, giving him better access. "Neil, I—I don’t—"
"You don’t have to do anything," Neil said. "Just feel. Just experience. I’ve got you."
He worked his fingers along her slit slowly, feeling the wetness increase with each stroke. He could feel her clit swelling beneath his touch, could feel her body responding to him with increasing intensity. Her hips began to move slightly, grinding against his hand, seeking more friction.
"That’s it," he said, moving back up to kiss her deeply. His fingers continued their work, exploring her, learning her, memorizing every sensitive spot.
Jane nodded against his lips, unable to speak. Her hips began to move more deliberately now, grinding against his hand, seeking more pressure, more stimulation.
Neil positioned his middle finger at her entrance and slowly pushed inside. Jane gasped into his mouth as he entered her, his finger sliding in smoothly due to her abundant wetness. Her internal walls were tight, gripping his finger, and he moaned at the sensation of her heat surrounding him.
"You’re so tight," he whispered. "I can’t wait to feel this around my cock, Jane. I’ve imagined it so many times."
Jane’s eyes widened slightly at his crude language, but instead of being offended, it seemed to excite her even more. Her hips moved faster, riding his finger, and he could feel her pleasure building rapidly with each movement.
"Add another," she commanded, her voice breathy and demanding even as her composure continued to crumble under his touch.
Neil obliged, sliding a second finger inside her alongside the first. Jane’s head fell back against the pillows, her mouth open as small moans spilled out—"Hnnnnn~ Mmmmm~"
Her thighs began to quiver, and he could feel her muscles clenching around his fingers with increasing intensity.
"That’s it," he murmured, curling his fingers slightly to hit that special spot inside her that made her entire body jerk. "Come for me, Jane. I want to feel you come on my fingers. Let me feel how much you want me. Let me feel your pleasure."
"Neil, I—" Jane gasped, her entire body going tense. "It’s happening, I can feel—something is building—it’s like before but—"
"Let it happen," he urged, working his fingers faster, his palm rubbing against her clit with each thrust inside her. "Come for me, beautiful. Let go. Let me feel it."
Jane’s orgasm hit her suddenly, her body convulsing as she cried out his name. Her internal walls clamped down on his fingers so tightly he could barely move them, and he could feel her juices flowing around them, coating his hand.
"Ahhhhhh~ Hnnngggg~ Yessss~" Jane moaned, her body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her, her back arching off the bed.
Neil continued to move his fingers through her climax, extending the sensation for as long as possible, drawing out every last bit of pleasure from her. He could feel her body responding, could feel the continued contractions of her pussy around his fingers.
When her body finally stopped shaking and her breathing began to slow, Jane lay beneath him, her chest heaving, her skin flushed a deep red from her forehead down to her breasts.
"That was—" she started, her voice breathless and hoarse. "I’ve never—Neil, I didn’t know—"
"Just the beginning," Neil replied, kissing her neck tenderly. "We have all night, and I’m not nearly done with you yet. Not even close."
He withdrew his fingers slowly, and Jane gasped at the sensation of being empty. Before she could speak, before she could process what was happening, Neil was moving lower, positioning his head between her thighs.
"What are you—" Jane started, her voice carrying uncertainty and a hint of shyness.
"Shhhh," Neil said softly. "Just enjoy this. Let me taste you. Let me show you another way to feel pleasure."
He dove into her pussy, his tongue working with intense precision and hunger. He licked along her slit, tasting the sweet nectar of her arousal, savoring every drop. Jane’s hands immediately came down to grip his hair, her hips jerking at the sensation.
"Oh my god, Neil!" she gasped, her cold composure completely shattering now. "Oh my god, your tongue—ahhhh—it feels so—so incredible! Hmmmm~"
Neil worked his tongue inside her, licking the walls of her pussy, tasting every inch of her delicious interior. He found her g-spot and began to focus on it, rubbing his tongue against it repeatedly with precise movements.
"There! Right there! Hnnnnn~ Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!" Jane cried out, her body beginning to shake uncontrollably, her hips grinding against his face.
He didn’t stop. He continued to lick and suck with increasing intensity, his fingers joining in to rub her clit as he worked his tongue deeper inside her, reaching places she had never felt touched before.
SLURP SLURP SLURP
The wet sounds of him eating her out filled the bedroom, mixing with her increasingly loud moans of pleasure.
"Hhhhh~ Mmmmmm~ Ahhhhh~" Jane’s moans were uninhibited now, no longer trying to contain her pleasure.
Jane’s body began to convulse more intensely, and suddenly, instead of just more cum, liquid began to spray out of her, covering his face and neck and the sheets beneath her body.
"Ohhhhhhhhh~ Yessss~ Ahhhhhh~ Hnnnnnnn~" Jane screamed, her entire body shaking violently as she squirted for the first time in her life, the pleasure overwhelming everything else in her conscious mind.
Neil continued to lick her through it all, drinking down as much of her liquid as he could, savoring the taste of her sweetness mixed with the faint taste of energy from her special body constitution.
When she finally stopped, when the contractions ceased and her body went limp, Jane lay gasping on the bed, her entire body covered in a light sheen of perspiration, her eyes unfocused and hazy with pleasure.
"Oh my god," she panted, unable to catch her breath properly. "What—what was that? I’ve never—Neil, that was—I didn’t know—"
"That was you squirting," Neil replied, moving back up to kiss her deeply, letting her taste herself on his lips. "That was you coming harder than you ever have in your entire life. And we’re just getting started, my love. We have so much more to explore tonight."
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