In the morning, Blade was more aggressive than usual. She just swallowed my cock to the base, not giving herself or me a break. Although my young body had had enough of constant blowjobs over the past two weeks, it could easily have continued in the same spirit forever, well, at least for five years for sure, heh. Nevertheless, I was already getting a little comfortable in my new shell, and my mind was slowly beginning to prevail over my body.
"That's enough," I said softly, and taking Erica by the head, I gently tore her mouth off my trunk.
A thin thread of saliva stretched from the swollen head straight to her plump lips and almost regretted stopping her.
"Y-you don't like it?" "What is it?" she asked sullenly.
"Very much," I smile encouragingly. "Your technique is getting better from time to time. But you're not yourself today. Are you worried about yesterday's failure?"
"No," she scowled, and got up from her knees and sat on the bed around me.
"Then what?"
"It doesn't matter."
Oh, sometimes it's just incredibly difficult with her. And you can't get words out without ticks! Hmm, okay, I've gotten to know her enough to know that any questions are powerless here. And if that's the case, then I won't try.
While I had a chance, I slid over to Erica and sat down behind her. Pressing against her back, I wrapped my arms around her flat tummy.
"What are you doing?" "What is it?" she asked, and tried to pull away.
Her attempt was so sluggish and pathetic that I easily held her back. If she really wanted to, she would have easily escaped. She used to do that, pushing me away every time I tried to get my hands off her. To put it mildly, so as not to offend, but quite unambiguously. Now something has changed, and I've been working hard with my head to figure out what's the matter. Nevertheless, my thoughts did not prevent my hands from living their own separate lives.
"Massage?" I didn't lie very convincingly.
At first, I just stroked her tummy, then I began to carefully make my way under the white T-shirt. My fingers trembled with anticipation until they touched the innermost part-the base of her breasts. Massaging the delicate and soft hemispheres from time to time, I removed my hands and returned them to my tummy. Then he came back again and attacked the hardened papillae.
"Ah," the huntress moaned, and leaned back, resting her head on my shoulder.
After celebrating my victory with an impudent grin, I lifted my T-shirt up and got the opportunity to see dark breasts with swollen, large nipples firsthand. Men love with their eyes, and here I am no exception. I think that sex in the dark is still a perversion.
I squeezed the most sensitive spot on each woman's chest with my fingers and touched my lips to her neck. Erica froze for a moment, and shrank back.
"Hmm, I'm sorry," I say apologetically, realizing my mistake. "I didn't think of that."
"Nothing," she said, relaxing again. "These are my cockroaches."
Using the unspoken permission to continue the caresses, I did not force myself to beg. However, he did not attempt to touch the girl's neck anymore, focusing his attention on her shoulders and breasts. When she started moaning with pleasure again, I decided that I needed to strike the iron while it was hot. Sometimes it is necessary to conquer not only peaks, but also depressions.
My right hand slid over her stomach and moved lower. In the most insidious way, I slipped first under the shorts, and then under the panties of a dark-skinned girl. Who knew it was a trap!? Erica squeezed her legs together and barely crushed my palm.
"Just relax," I whispered in her ear. "Let me repay you for every wonderful morning we spend together."
My grip loosened, even if it took a while for my hand to get free, and then I rushed to explore the folds of her pussy. She was already soaked enough that I could slide as much as I pleased.
Persistently rubbing the outer sponges, I worked hard to ensure that the liquid lubricant completely soaked the girl's panties and even shorts. Then I slid inside, it was not very convenient to drive my fingers into her hole, the elastic band of her panties seemed too strong to me and limited her freedom of action.
"Lift your ass," I ordered, and she obeyed.
Why do girls wear panties at all if men need to take them off all the time? Heh. By freeing Erica from the extra clothes, I gained a lot more freedom. After a few minutes of diligent finger work on the girl's breasts and pussy, she began to moan louder in order to thrash in quiet convulsions.
Damn, I keep forgetting that in this world it's much easier to bring a partner to orgasm. Sometimes I don't even believe it's that easy, the brain refuses to understand that such meager efforts are enough, you start to suspect the girl of simulation, and this always has a bad effect on the relationship as a whole.
Pulling away from the huntress, I allowed myself to watch her body squirm on my bed. He himself recharged the Masquerade ability, as he felt that he was already at the limit. The constant need to pull away at such piquant moments is infuriating.
"Thank you," the girl moaned softly when she stopped twitching.
"Come on," I grunted and settled down on the free half of the bed.
For a while we just lay in silence, broken only by our breathing and the beating of our hearts. Today, I asked for the cancellation of our daily workout because I had plans for the day. We had a free morning, during which we could fool around a little longer than usual. However, I didn't risk bothering Erica any more, today I went further than usual. She may well take further advances in her direction with hostility.
"So why are you angry?" I asked, not really hoping for an answer. "Is it because of my conversation with the Spider yesterday?"
I didn't really see anything wrong with talking to Spidey a little bit. The girl turned out to be very funny and ambiguous. It was as if she still couldn't decide which line of behavior to follow in the costume.
On the one hand, she wanted to appear funny and joked a lot, but at the same time, sometimes her shyness and shyness made their way out from under this mask. It was very funny to watch. But I've seen the evil looks Blade sometimes gives us. Female jealousy is like that, it arises suddenly and is capable of burning down half the world!
-"Y-have you noticed? " She was surprised.
"I'm not blind."
Erica grabbed my pillow and sat cross-legged on the bed, covering herself with it from me. She looked at me for a long time in an amazing way, looking more at my face than at my cock, which was still ready for action.
"I know you're going to leave sooner or later," she finally began. "You're learning to fight fast, or rather, it feels like you already know how, and now you're just getting back in shape."
"Well, didn't I tell you how my powers work?" having turned on the Stirlitz mode, I begin to deny it. "I absorb not only abilities, but also acquired skills. Apparently, someone I touched waved his hands well, since something lingered in my head. And you're right, I can't stay at your place for too long. Otherwise, it will hurt both of them later. "
"That's right," Blade nodded, clearly understanding what I was talking about. "I...I'm really angry about yesterday." But not at you or that chatty kid.
"Really?"
Erica buried her head in the pillow, but still decided to voice the reason for her condition.
"I'm mad at myself. I've never had a need for a relationship before. I thought I'd just play with you. But... that feeling yesterday, it's jealousy, right?"
"It's okay," I try to comfort the huntress. "For the most part, all people are possessive. If something is taken away from us, we get upset. You don't have to worry about that."
"I need to," she muttered gloomily. "I didn't care about such things before. And I'm angry that I let this happen, that I stopped seeing you as a toy."
That's it. I understand now. The biorobot began to experience strong emotions and is now at a loss. Oh, shit! I'm glad that willy-nilly I forced the girl to get out of her shell and become more human!
Of course, this period of innovation and discovery is extremely painful for her, but as a result, if she ceases to exist solely by hunting vampires, is that a bad thing? It's time to be happy for myself, that's just what I did? Acted as a dick on a stick? Hmm, sometimes that's enough.
Moving closer to the girl, I wrapped my arms around her, and just started stroking her trembling back.
"You should just accept it."
Do you remember when I said that I don't know how to comfort people in need? Hmm, I'm sure things aren't going well right now, but I'm learning anyway. Sometimes, the best thing we can do for ourselves is to overcome our complexes.