She states and I veeeeery reluctantly let go of her waist. She jumps down from my face and lies down on top of me, but instead of the traditional 69 position she seems to be intent on inventing something new today. “Due to the size gap between us, if I were to lie on top of you while looking at your member and showing you my behind, I would still not reach your shaft comfortably, so instead…”
Ayame lay down on top of me in a symmetrical position. We then begin to look into each other’s eyes as her tantalizing breasts rest on my firm chest. I wonder what she wants in this strange position.
“This way, I can do this,” she says and takes my throbbing erection in the warm embrace of her feet, tracing circles around the tip with her toes before slowly sliding them down the length of me, teasing every inch of my sensitive flesh.
“You can do this,” she guides my two hands to her butt, or more specifically her tasty lady-flower, “and we can both do this!” Ayame shouts enthusiastically and throws her arms around my neck, after which she begins kissing me fervently, deeply- greedily.
At first only our lips meet, but then she pushes her tongue out. I replicate her actions and we meet halfway, out in the open, where our wet dance begins.
I have no clue what sort of sexual spirit possessed her all of a sudden, but if I had to guess it must’ve been of the fabled succubus race. I’m thankful, miss spirit.
In the meantime I grab one of her plump buttcheeks in one hand and begin pleasuring her hole with the other. However, unlike Blossom, she is not yet trained to easily accept even a single girthy finger of mine, so I do things slowly and patiently. I circle around her entrance for a while, gently massaging her wet clitoris. Then, slowly, carefully, I begin to make my entrance.
“Mmm!” She moans into my mouth. Our eyes meet as we stare into the others gaze passionately, lovingly.
Ayame for her part also doesn’t slack off, her small, delicate feet are working in overdrive to bring me my much needed release. She angles one foot on the lower end of my shaft while the other on the upper, sandwiching me in between.
I’ve never had a footjob before, and I’m not exactly a foot fetishist, but neither do I have a problem with them.
In this specific case, it feels otherworldly ecstatic.
I can’t help but shudder from the intense waves of pleasure washing over me, and not being able to bear with my impatience any longer, I decide to help her out as I firmly plant my own two feet on the bed and begin moving my hips up and down, thrusting my member with speed.
This, combined with her own rapid motions creates an insane feeling.
I think I’m literally about to go crazy.
I speed up my tongue movements, swirling more aggressively around hers. Not wanting to appear as the weaker one, she increases her intensity as well. It feels like our tongues are conducting a sacred sword duel.
I speed up to an even greater extent, and sensing what is going on, so does she.
Although I’m close, I don’t neglect my partner at all. Instead of massaging one of her buttcheeks in my hand, I dedicate both of my limbs to pleasuring her core, using them to spread her apart while my chosen middle finger does the divine deed of fervently fingering her. I’m no longer careful with how I handle her, as her folds have spread enough to accommodate a big finger of mine perfectly.
I’m definitely having an effect on Ayame, as she ramps up her moaning and also begins spooning her petite body up and down against my chest so that my finger can reach even greater depths inside her flooded cavern.
As such, we’ve entered a mesmerizing, hypnotic trance, where we are racing to make the other one cum as fast as possible. It almost feels like a competition, though I’m far too high up on cloud nine to actually care about the outcome. I just want the both of us to feel good, which is most certainly being achieved perfectly.
Ayame begins affectionately massaging the back of my head with her hands, stroking my hair with gentle motions.
My adorable samurai may spout lots of ugly words out of that pretty little mouth of hers, but her eyes that might as well have throbbing hearts for irises tell me everything I have to know. She is extremely into me, no matter how much she tries to deny it.
Of course she is, otherwise she wouldn’t be on top of me, getting fingered, giving a passionate footjob, and kissing me so desperately, all at the same time at that.
The time of launch is arriving rapidly.
I increase my thrusting actions once again, both that of my hips and my finger.
Ayame probably understood what my hurried actions mean, evidenced by the added pressure she exhibits on my member with her feet. Her sandwiching had increased both in strength and speed.
‘Shit… I can’t do this any longer.’
I thrust my hip one last time, more than ever, so much so that Ayame almost slides down from my chest onto my face, and I finally erupt. I shamefully let go of her folds and instead grab the two buttcheeks of hers in both hands- one in each- and grip them mightily, to the point that I lift her hips up into the air just by holding onto her rear.
“Gggh!” I grunt and splash all my fluids into the air, landing gracefully on top of her naked back.
‘It seems like I lost. I came first. How disappointing. Well, no matter, it’s time I have her reach the gates of heaven as well.’
“Ahhhhh!!!” She shrieks suddenly and begins violently shaking.
“Hmm? You seriously came from me grabbing your ass with all my strength?” I ask amusedly.
“Haaa… Haaa…” Ayame is in no shape to reply, or even recognize that a mocking question was thrown her way.
She collapses onto my chest with heavy pants, her perky breasts rising up and down amidst her extreme heaving.