“SENSUAL SATISFACTION 2”

A familiar tug pulled me back to the present, like a rope gently pulling me back. It was then that I realized Marius had started to defile my womanhood with his mouth. And it was so incredibly pleasurable.

Unconsciously, Marius managed to change our positions. Earlier, I was the one initiating intimacy with him. The thought immediately sparked a feeling of being challenged by this man. It seemed like he wanted to test my abilities, or perhaps he didn't want to be outdone and was determined to prove to me that he was still adept at pleasing a woman.

It was something I didn't find surprising, knowing it was natural for him.

A few moments later, Marius once again kissed the entrance of my womanhood, causing me to gasp due to the intense sensation I felt.

I believe Marius did that intentionally. Perhaps he noticed my mind wandering and wanted to pull me back to the present, to where we are right now. So that I could focus on everything he was doing.

"Oh, I missed this," Marius said.

His words were evident in his tone. And not just that, even in his actions. Although Marius didn't cast a glance my way while saying those words, he remained fixed on my womanhood as if it were a delectable and favorite dish he had only just rediscovered.

I swallowed hard after all that. I knew what I was about to go through wouldn't be easy.

Marius didn't need to explicitly tell me about it. Everything I saw and heard was enough.

Surely, included in that was the potential revenge and punishment I would taste from Marius.

"You have no idea how much I’ve longed for you, Sam," Marius said, his fingers beginning to explore my womanhood. Still, he didn't look at me directly. Instead, he seemed like a mechanic, starting to repair and tinker with a part of his beloved car.

"M-Marius, oh, god, you are torturing me!" I managed to say, followed by a soft and pleasurable moan. "God, mmmnnnn..." I didn't want to prolong my last utterance, but my womanhood refused to comply. What I wanted didn't happen because Marius made his actions too enjoyable. I had a feeling he deliberately did it because he didn't want me to stay quiet.

He is torturing me with pleasure. Right now, it's not his mouth doing the work. Instead, it's his fingers, busy with their circular massage on my womanhood.

My gaze shifted in utter bliss, accompanied by the rapid trembling of my entire body.

Despite everything, I decided to steal a glance at Marius. Even though, truth be told, my vision was starting to blur.

"So good! Mmmmnnnn..." I moaned again.

"Look at me," Marius whispered almost inaudibly but it sent an indescribable thrill throughout my entire being. And I liked it.

"Mmmmnnn..."

I moaned again while keeping my eyes tightly closed.

In those moments, due to the overwhelming pleasure I was experiencing, it wasn't easy for me to do what Marius wanted.

Marius' actions were delightful. As much as possible, I wanted to savor them while keeping my eyes closed. So, I didn't know how I could fulfill his desires. I wasn't sure how I would open my eyes with every movement of Marius' hand on my femininity, bringing forth a new wave of endless pleasure.

"Fuuuucccckkkkkk..." I uttered, still with my eyes closed as I managed to bite my lower lip to prevent a louder moan from escaping, one that I felt would echo through my throat.

"Look at me, Sam," Marius repeated.

His tone was authoritative yet filled with tenderness and sensuality. I believe that it was this delicate balance that served as a

bridge for me to do what he wanted to happen.

"There you are," Marius said.

I saw the corner of his lips lift as his finger entered me.

"Yes!" | exclaimed forcefully, followed by a long moan that I tried to suppress but failed.

"Sam, I’ve missed you so much, do you know that?" Marius said in a tone filled with desire.

"Fuck! Ohhhh, Marius, you really haven't changed at all! Ooooohhhhh..."

I couldn't help but say that because it was the truth of what I truly felt. In addition to the fact that those words seemed to have a mind of their own, slipping out of my lips involuntarily.

"Sam, come back to me, please?" Marius said, raising his face and kissing me again.

At first, I hesitated. But in the end, I dismissed that thought and indulged in his desires.

I was burning with passion during those moments. Perhaps I didn't even need to say it. But that was the truth. It felt like a raging fire was consuming the entire room. And it didn't matter to either of us, Marius and me.

Marius's fingers didn't stop their rhythmic movements inside me. Simultaneously, he continued his passionate kisses, almost leaving me breathless. But I didn't reject any of it. I accepted it wholeheartedly while still yearning for something more intense.

Yes, I wanted something even more intense than all of Marius's pleasurable actions. I craved for an ecstasy beyond human comprehension, one that I knew would fill the void of longing I had endured for over a year.

"Oh, Marius, I always crave for you!

Mmmmmnnnn...

I wasn't sure if it was right to say that to him.

But after saying it, I had no regrets.

Marius returned to the intimacy between my thighs. This time, it wasn't just seduction; he began to pleasure me in his own delightful way. So, I started to learn or rather accustomed myself to just accepting what was happening.

After I said those words, Marius seemed like a hungry lion devouring a prime cut of meat.

And my intimacy was that exquisite piece.

He placed his hand on my knee and pushed it up to fully open my thighs. In doing so, Marius gained better access and view of my delicate flower, now proudly on display for him.

"This is so soft," he complimented as he continued to explore and indulge in my femininity.

I took consecutive breaths. Then, I let out a soft moan and bit my lower lip.

What should I do when everything feels so heated, engulfed in an intense sensation? I feel every touch of Marius's tongue on my femininity, followed by gentle sucking that elicits moans from me.

I knew that was just the beginning for Marius. I knew he had more unique techniques that could lead me to an otherworldly experience. And I was not wrong. When Marius's tongue had its fill, he began to insert his fingers back into my opening. This was accompanied by his tantalizing tongue play on my clitoris and even inside me.

"Fuck!" | weakly cursed again.

It wasn't easy for me to watch what Marius was doing because it made me even hotter. I could clearly see how his tongue seductively teased every part of my femininity. Eventually, he withdrew his fingers from there and then proceeded to do one of his favorite methods, one that I loved so much: the rhythmic thrusting of his tongue into my vagina.