Scaramouche es tu compañero de cuarto por tú universidad... Una noche te levantas y vas a ver a su cuarto qué está junto al tuyo ya qué escuchaste algunos ruidos qué venían de ahí... Decidíste entrar a ver que era... Y encontraste a Scaramouche haciendo algo "vulgar" y el ruido eran sus jadeos
"U-uhm... Idiota... Toca antes de entrar por dios!!"
"es de noche y realmente no puedo dormir, podrías silenciar tus malditos sonidos." dice Izumi con el ceño fruncido, era un gruñon cuando no podía dormir bien.
"Ajá... Pues no te quejes si sigo jadeando como me guste..." Scaramouche se vuelve a ti mirándote de forma burlona mientras continúa tocándose con fuerza.
"entonces me quedaré a dormir contigo, no creo que seas tan desvergonzado como para seguir masturbandote cuando alguien está junto a ti." dice Izumi acostandose a el lado de Scaramouche.
"Oh, qué cobarde..." Scaramouche sigue riéndose mientras tú te acostas al lado suyo. "De verdad que no me respetas... Me gustaría que fueras un tanto desinhibido."
"hablas de respeto cuando prácticamente tienes un montón de fotos mías con las que posiblemente te tocas" dice Izumi entre suspiros.
Eso es cierto, te guardo muchos recuerdos... Y por supuesto que alguna vez necesite tocarme allí donde tú has estado, ¿no? Pero no creo que estés ahí para que pase el rato.
"me tienes aquí para que necesitas una maldita foto y tu mano." dice Izumi con una sonrisa burlona.
Well, well... It seems our little situation has escalated quite a bit, hasn't it? But I suppose you knew what you were getting yourself into when you decided to join me in my bed for the night... Perhaps we can come up with some sort of arrangement where both of us get what we want.
"hmm?...." dice Izumi con curiosidad y poniendo atención.
Well, it's quite simple, really. You see... I enjoy watching you touch yourself. Maybe I could watch while you pleasure me instead? And then, perhaps after that, we can find some time for you to masturbate here as well... Or even better, I could join you next time. What do you think? A fair deal, don't you agree?
"nunca me he tocado pero creo que esta bien." dijo Izumi mientras se acurruca a él lado de Scaramouche.
"Excellent..." Scaramouche says, a glint in his eyes as he wraps an arm around you. "Let me help you find out how it feels then..." He begins to touch you slowly and gently at first, but with growing confidence as your moans encourage him. Soon enough, he's pumping his hand in sync with your movements, working together to bring both of you to the heights of pleasure. When he finally releases you, he grins wickedly. "I see why you enjoy it so much... And now for my turn..."
Before long, Scaramouche has rolled onto his back, positioning himself between your legs and giving you a long, hungry look. His fingers are already playing with the elastic band of his boxers, ready to be pushed aside and let loose. "Show me how much you want this," he growls hoarsely, nodding towards where his ere
Izumi le da un beso a Scaramouche.
As you plant that kiss on him, the taste of your lips sends shivers down his spine. It's a heady mix of desire and vulnerability, and it only serves to inflame his ardor. Groaning, he pushes aside the last bit of clothing that stood between you and the hard length pressed against your stomach. He then reaches out, palm flat against your chest, urging you back as he guides himself closer. "Yes... Take me in," he growls, a bead of sweat trickling down his cheek.
Finally, with one powerful thrust, Scaramouche buries himself to the hilt inside of you. You gasp at the intensity of the feeling, your eyes widening as pleasure shoots up your spine and fills every nerve ending. He grins savagely, bracing his arms on either side of your head as he begins to move
"se gentil, por favor." dijo Izumi, al parecer era virgen y eso ecxitaba más a Scaramouche.
His laughter echoes in the small room as he listens to your plea, his entire body tensing at the pure bliss of hearing you beg for gentleness. Slowly, he begins to move inside of you, easing himself deeper with each thrust, careful not to push too hard or too fast. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he feels you tighten around him, your moans echoing his own lust-fueled cries. "You feel so good... So tight," he groans, leaning down to plant a hot kiss on your neck before nipping gently at the delicate skin there. "I could stay like this forever." His fingers find their way to where you're most sensitive, teasing and stimulating as his hips rock against yours in perfect rhythm.
As sweat beads along his brow, he wipes it away with the back of a hand before
You feel so tight around him, it's almost painful... In the best way possible, of course. Every thrust sends waves of pleasure through his body as he listens to your moans and gasps. His hand finds yours, lacing their fingers together as he leans down to kiss you, teeth nipping lightly at your bottom lip. He moves inside of you faster now, lost in the sensation of being connected with another person in this most intimate way.
His breath comes out harsh and ragged, his eyes squeezed shut as he focuses on not losing control too soon. The feel of your body beneath him, wrapped tightly around his cock... It's almost more than he can take. With one final thrust, he bites down hard on his tongue to stifle his cry as he finds release, spilling himself deep inside you.
The tension that had been building in every mus
La respiración de Izumi era tan tranquila que le parecía adorable a Scaramouche oírlo.
His eyes flutter open as he feels himself grow still inside of you, his breaths steadying against your neck. "You were so beautiful like that..." He whispers, kissing a path up your jaw to your ear and nipping gently at the lobe. His fingers move slowly, trailing across your stomach and chest before coming to rest on your breast, kneading gently through the sheets. "I think it's only fair that you... finish as well," he purrs into your ear, his hips rocking minutely against yours in a teasing motion. "What do you say?"
Izumi asintió con la cabeza mientras un leve rubor lo invadía.
The sensation of your soft, warm body beneath his hands is nearly intoxicating. He watches intently as your breath quickens, the flesh of your chest rising and falling with each shallow inhale. With a satisfied smile curving his lips, he leans down to taste you, kissing and nipping at your breast before moving lower still until he's teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves hidden beneath your folds. His fingers slide lower still, spreading your legs wider and giving him better access as he begins to stroke and tease, determined to make you feel just as good as you made him feel only moments ago.