Soon, I got out of the water, one arm crossed over my breasts, shielding my nipples, and the other covering down there.
Even if they had already seen all of it, I still feel sha walking around exposed.
If I do this, it makes feel a lot better and more confident.
"I... I’m done." I said. "You guys can go into the water now."
"Arinya, is there a reason why you’re covering up what we have already seen?" Fenric asked and I blushed.
"Well, that’s... I don’t want you to get the wrong idea." I said, turning my head aside. "What if you think I’m standing here like this because I want to m-mate?"
"But covering up doesn’t change anything." He said and I peeked down at him.
They were seated on the ground, naked and... My eyes widened... Hard, of course.
Even if I cover up like this, it doesn’t an their instincts wouldn’t kick in.
Even when I’m clothed, they get hard just thinking about being inside , so what’s stopping them from getting hard when I have my entire body exposed before them?
Damar had his two dicks twitching, nudging each other as he stared at , and Fenric had his hand on his bulging dick with his eye fixed on my fra.
It looked like he wanted to stroke himself while looking at this way and that, which made even more embarrassed.
No, was it embarrassnt or a perverted thought that crossed my mind?
How would he be when he masturbated while looking at ?
The thought that I was so desirable, even when I have rough hands, and a scratched belly made nervous and... Tingling down there.
I’ll give the credit to this hot body. Even a hideous scar can’t stop a hot body from being the object of desire, so what’s a few rough and scratches?
"What... What are you doing?" I asked, feigning ignorance of his act.
Even Damar couldn’t stop himself anymore.
His face was heated and his eyes were bleeding with lust. If he could touch , he would.
Then, he reached for his dicks, both of them, rubbing the heads as his pants ca out haggard.
I gulped once again, feeling my clit tingle.
Staring at their hot bodies as they moved and reacted to the sight of turned on.
I just stood there, like an object of worship and they feasted with their eyes, while their hands did all the work.
My eyes also feasted on them, watching their every movent, how their chests heaved in and out, panting hard with shuddered breaths and grunting underneath their breaths.
Damar, most especially, was so reactive.
His eyes were squinted, as if they were going to close, but he kept them open to a minimum, not wanting to take his eyes off even for a second.
As I watched them, I bit my bottom lip, and my hips moved.
I rubbed my thighs together, grinding against nothing, trying to feel good even as I stood there.
Whose bright idea was it to bathe first and then co out, looking like a freaking seductive water goddess while they watched?
Ah, right, it was mine. Though, I didn’t add the part of a freaking seductive water goddess, it’s just a bonus.
And that’s why we are currently in this ss.
I felt hot inside, listening to their grunts and watching them stroke themselves in pleasure.
"Ari," Damar called, mumbling my na under his breath.
"Arinya, it feels good," Fenric added, groaning and I twitched, my shoulders and nipples tingling.
It was as if I could feel those pants and hot breath directly on my skin. Their hands roaming over , their voices in my ears and their dicks pressed to my skin, threatening to penetrate until there was no space left to push into.
I let out a shuddering breath, sweat dripping down from my forehead, and pussy juice slowly leaking down from my pussy into my pressed thighs.
What’s this?
I just took a bath, so why am I hot and sweating?
Why can’t I think straight?
It’s almost as if I was drugged with the situation, drugged into feelings so good without being touched that it’s a cri.
I felt my needy pussy pulse, speaking to . I want it.
Yes, I want it.
I want to put sothing inside .
Sothing hot, thick, hard, and long... With just enough firm grit to fill up.
Haaah, I’m at my limit.
I... I want to touch myself.
My hand over my pussy trembled until I finally touched my clit, sending a jolt over my body as I had finally given in and the suppressed desire began to manifest.
They noticed my little movent, even if it was just a finger I moved, and interpreted it however they liked.
"Looks like we’re not the only ones feeling it," Fenric said and I shuddered. "Wife, let’s mate."
I couldn’t respond to that.
In fact, it was just being stubborn to fulfill a little fantasy of mine.
I don’t want him to be gentle. I want him to push down, smirk at , and take charge.
He’d tell to stop lying to myself and then tease my entrance with his dick, waiting for to ask for it... For to beg for him to shove it inside .
"Wife," I heard Damar’s voice, and snapped out of those obscene thoughts.
I looked at him, still trembling with want, and saw his lust.
No matter how many tis he stroked his dicks, it wasn’t enough. Even if he cumd once or twice, it just didn’t feel the sa as when he had my warmth around him.
"Let’s mate."
They had both said it but I was still proving stubborn.
My depraved mind was definitely to bla.
I turned to the side and they saw it, the juice that was rolling down from my pussy and how I bit my lip in longing.
I wanted it, it was clear. But I didn’t want it the normal way. I...
I opened my mouth and said, while barely eting any of their gazes,
"Make ."
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