Ryu was practically a wild and untamed beast. Pent up lust he hadn’t released for at least the last year and a half seemed to come out in a wild flood all at once, the delicate bodies of Ailsa and Yaana rocking back and forth amidst the waves out of their control. It seemed as though Ryu always had a firm clamp on the both of them, his body never tiring in the slightest. Even when they tried to inch away, they found themselves crawling back.
Ryu basked in it all. His senses seemed to imprint their moans and their every expression onto his heart.
Ailsa was just as sensitive as she always was. Her compatibility with Ryu was simply too great. It felt like just delicately teasing her breasts could send her over the edge. It wasn’t long into their session that her mind went completely blank, unable to think, see or hear anything. All she could feel was heat.
She practically went limp, weakly latching onto Ryu as she tried to weather the storm. It was almost as though she had entered survival mode, only doing what she could to hold on.
Yaana, though, was very much different.
Her breasts weren’t nearly as large as Ailsa, but they fell like two delicate drops of dew, having a pair of pink protrusions that stood erect and tall. Every time they grazed along Ryu’s chest, he felt an endless surge of energy roll within him.
She was far more active than Ailsa was. While Ryu’s second wife completely lost control of her body, Yaana’s seemed to go into overdrive. She hyper fixated on Ryu’s every reaction, taking great pleasure in learning more and more about him.
Compared to Ailsa, Ryu really had to work to bring Yaana to climax. She was so focused on him that she seemed to completely neglect herself. Maybe she had spent too much time speaking with those old ladies with unfulfilling sex lives. She probably already had a preconceived notion that this was already as great as it got.
But even then, her mind couldn’t help but disagree with all those women. Making Ryu feel good brought her such a high that she almost felt addicted to it.
She squeezed down on Ryu’s member, her eyes rapidly shifting between Ryu’s irises. Every subtle change his expression underwent, she would catch.
Her hips moved in a rhythmic and hypnotic pattern, her speed varying and the suction almost threatening to rip Ryu’s soul out of his body. She kissed along Ryu’s collarbone and neck, her hands gliding across his back and following the deep trenches of his defined muscles. She was absolutely intoxicated by his warmth and her embarrassment had flown away long ago.
Her lips moved to the side of Ryu’s ears, her hot breath making his spine tingle. Yaana seemed to pick up on this and didn’t move away immediately.
Her hips slowed their rhythm. She brought herself all the way up to the point it seemed that Ryu might fall out of her at any moment. She bobbed up and down at the very tip, the slight wet noises reverberating through the quiet forest.
Yaana hadn’t realized just how sensitive the very entrance was until right this moment, an unplanned moan leaving her lips, but this only drove Ryu more wild.
She descended down just a quarter of the way, her hips rotating and grinding before she moved back to the tip. Then she descended half way, the ripple of her cheeks as she moved sending Ryu into a trance.
Glancing over her shoulder, he could see a sight he would imprint onto his mind for a lifetime.
“Fuck…”
Yaana descended all the way down, grinding to the point it seemed she might want to fuse her pelvis with Ryu’s own.
Her body shuddered when she felt an uncontrollable gush rush into her body, her teeth involuntarily biting down on Ryu’s earlobe.
Sweat beaded down Yaana’s forehead and her long, cascading black her clung to her body. A smile of satisfaction graced her beautiful features. She had never felt so good in her life.
Her blush deepened when she thought of the possibility of having Ryu’s child and her heart blossomed.
Ryu held Ailsa in one arm, keeping her close to his hip and held Yaana to his front. Every time he took a deep breath, his exhale seemed to come with a growl.
The drop of fragrant liquids fell in a pitter patter and Yaana rested her cheek on Ryu’s shoulder, a content expression on her face. But, at that moment, she suddenly felt a slight trembling within her as Ryu seemed to grow to another size.
Yaana blinked. ‘… Didn’t they say that just once was enough?’
Yaana had thought that things were already over. But, little did she know that this was just the very beginning.
“You’re already so well versed in teasing your husband, Yaana.”
Yaana’s shoulders trembled when she heard Ryu say these words, her eyes moistening. But, the beauty of it all was shattered in the next moment.
“It seems I have to teach you a lesson.”
Yaana squealed, suddenly finding her back pressed flush against soft grass. She looked up to find Ryu’s powerful body kneeling between her legs, his free palm pressing down firmly on her lower belly as though to force her to feel every single last inch of him.
Ryu pulled out slowly before rocking forward.
Yaana shuddered, the sensation somehow feeling ten times what it had been before. Her knees rested on Ryu’s hips, her legs opening wide to greet him. The glistening sweat of her body painted an image of allure and beauty that could enrapture any man.
Ryu pulled out again, teasing Yaana’s entrance just as she had done to him, before rocking forward with slightly more force.
Yaana’s legs trembled, her gaze becoming mistier.
Ryu’s pace increased slowly but didn’t seem to cross a certain threshold. Every time he approached it, he would pull back once again.
Yaana began to squirm, her hips vibrating uncontrollably.
“Lesson number one.” Ryu grinned. “The ride doesn’t really begin until we both climax.”