I moved faster, pressing against her inner walls and searching for other sensitive spots. Anything that would make her enjoy thismore. Beads of water gathered on her forehead as her soft whimpers turned into actual moans.
“Is this good?” I asked, unraptured by the sight of her. “Tell me. Tell me how you feel. Tell me what feels better.
And then I felt it. Right as her back arched again and her eyes snapped close. Right as her moanbroke. The spot I had been searching—hoping—for. Small, and on the opposite side than Canco females.
I traced a slow circle on it, relishing on Tamara’s bursts of pleasure. She reached for my cock again. “Focus, Tammy,” I said as I stopped her, almost too late. “Your pleasure. I can take care of myself later.”
Her eyes shone and she bit her lower lip. This small act had no business being this sexy. “Now.”
I blinked. Froze. Stopped thrusting inside her, too stunned to do anything. “Now?”
Tamara nodded. “Yes. Show me how you do this.Please.”
Damn that woman. Everytime she threw in aplease, there was no way for me to refuse her anything.
So I did. I delicately closed my hand around the base of my cock, ensuring the sharp edge of my thumb was not pressing down on the skin—nothing worse than cutting your own dick off in front of your partner to ruin the mood.
Shit, I was going to come way too quickly.
The way shelookedat me, hunger in her eyes, the moans and pleas escaping her pretty mouth. This human female had me wrapped around her finger and she did not even realize it.
It was time to stop playing. I pulled my finger out only to add another one and watched her squirm as her pleasure grew. I gave myself a slow stroke and held a curse, feeling the bumps filled with cum heat and vibrate against my palm.
She cried out when I found the magical spot on her inner wall again. “Filbur, I—”
Tamara let out a broken scream and everything happened too fast for me to understand. The next second, her whole body was shaking. My hand was drenched and water pooled on the rock between us. Her core was squeezing my fingers, clenching over and over as more water poured out.
That was it. I stroked myself two more times and came with a low moan, two ropes of cum painting her stomach and reaching up to her breast. The first bump now empty, I kept stroking. Again, and again until all seven went flat and my cock started to soften.
There was so much cum on her stomach. I noticed.Shenoticed, looking down at herself with parted lips, flushed cheeks and hooded eyes.
Even if we washed up in the lake, her dress was definitely ruined and would need to be deeply cleaned before she would be able to wear it again.
I gently pulled my fingers out. She whimpered and it was almost enough for me to want to do this again.
But now, I could not help but ask, “Did you just squirt water at me?”
13
Are you bored of me already?”
Tamara
For the first time in my whole life, I felt like I belonged. Like I was one of them and not an outsider. Like I was actuallywanted.
Filbur, his family, hispeople…They were all kind. Patient. Good intended.
I had spent so long thinking I didn’t deserve such happiness that I often felt overwhelmed by the smallest kindness. And Filbur—my partner—was always here, holding my hand through it all.
“Are you excited?” Guidy asked, walking next to me.
It was our last traveling day and I couldn’twaitto see the house Filbur kept telling me about. “I am,” I said with a smile, Tegha bouncing next to me as she held my hand. “But I think Filbur is even more excited to get there than I am.”
“I bet,” Guidy said. “He is getting old. Must be complaining about his back again.”
A red hand suddenly appeared and gave a soft slap to the back of her head. “I heard that.”
“You are just mad that I am right!” she nagged after he quickly left to go back to his tasks.
