Chapter 14 - Soaked In Liquor!

Male's P.O.V~

The softness of her fingers varied. Altered into her plump lips. She softly ran her tongue from my collar to my ear, kissing me tenderly.

I could feel her gently and slowly savoring every second and reaction I made as her lips sucked my skin.

I had accidentally slipped the red wine on my pants while we were talking, not knowing that would give her a naughty idea.

Her blazing hands were burning my body through the fabric of my shirt as she wrapped her legs around my waist, gyrating her hips against my growing bulge.

Her waist was so delicate in my hands, moving like a cold and vicious snake as her teeth took a chance on my neck, leaving her marks.

The dim ginger light numbed my head, along with her numbing touch. The warmth of the room in a cold season was nothing against the heat of our bodies.

Intoxicated by her, I rested my heavy body against the couch, sinking deep as she kissed my earlobe. She pushed her slender figure against my muscular one and wrapped her arms around my shoulder.

Her smooth skin brushed against my face as she tugged my earlobe with her teeth, mellowing me more.

Mildly, she exhaled on the skin of my throat, progressing to my other ear. I cooed like a baby, replying to her supple lips as she replied with a mild bite on my left earlobe.

Everything was in a daze: my skin, my strength, and my consciousness. I was under her control, under her influence, just giving in.

Deriving a sweet pain in my ear, she pulled herself back, gazing at me as she unbuttoned the first button of my shirt.

She bit her lips after licking them, capturing my eyes.

Her constant peering gaze left me fluttering my eyes as I tried following her fingers, unbuttoning the second button of my shirt.

Her quick lips took advantage of the little skin exposed by the unbuttoned shirt, kissing my skin as she fully unbuttoned my shirt.

The shirt still covered my arms, but my chest came naked for her lips.

She grazed her tender lips on my chest, soon kissing and sucking my nipple as she traced my shoulder with her touch.

My skin was trembling and quivering. Her touch was as soft as a feather of a beautiful bird and as hot as a summer's day.

She twitched my nipple as she bit my other, licking it soaking wet. I whimpered, holding onto her thighs.

Females' P.O.V~

His body was overjoyed by my lips, panting as he puffed his chest more for my lips.

I watched him bite his lips as I rubbed his soaked nipples with my fingers.

His perfectly combed hair turned rough as I pinched his nipples. I've turned them sensitive after such hard work.

He used to feel nothing when I used to tease his nipple, which soon changed to that. That red color. Which hues up whenever I bite or pinch them.

The soft red color of his nipples beautified his pale skin more, matching the blushing tone of his face.

His eyes followed my grip as they already were, watching me grasp the bottle of red glistening wine and, as I expected, he shivered as I poured the shining liquid on his chest.

The drops of wine traced his naked skin, hugging him as it drew to his dry pants, soaking them. Some of it went inside his pants. Maybe that's why quivered his hips more, poking his hard length against me.

I needed to know how he would taste so I drove my tongue on his chest, gilding it down to his abdomen, then following back his skin to his neck again.

He couldn't look at me as his grips shifted to the couch.

"Let me give you a taste as well," I whispered, kissing him right after that.

His hands again shifted to my neck, this time pulling me closer to his lips.

He let my tongue in after battling for a while, letting me play with his as I bit his soft lips, kissing him passionately. He removed his hands from my neck, still running his lips against mine, as he drew them to his bulge.

His grasp on my hands was shivering, sweaty but needy as he whispered under the kiss. "Here! Please!" Unable to fully open his eyes.

Male's P.O.V~

She smirked at my need, rubbing my length as her lips shifted to my neck again. Her teeth marked my neck and her cunning tongue licked my skin up to my ear as she teased the tip of my cock through my pants.

"Your pants are soaked. Is it because of the wine or something else?" Her words made my dick quiver as her fingers grazed my tip with rough friction.

I hated that there were my own clothes separating both of us. I wanted to feel her touch.

"The wine slipped under your pants as well. It's going to be sticky. Or is it already sticking to your dick?" She asked, grazing her fingers roughly on the tip of my cock.

"What is it?" She asked again, showing me the patch on my pants. "So, it is you. It's soaked because of your naughty friend. It's so hard as well."

As she said, my dick was most definitely sticky and hard because of the wine and her. But my pants were soaked only because of me.

She slowly got up from my lap, "take it off." Turning to the other couch with the wine bottle in her hand, where she later sat down.

And as she said, I started removing my clothes.

Her eyes followed my hands as I unbuckled my pants, echoing the entire room with nothing but its ringing sound.

As I unbuttoned my pants, the shirt still hanging to my arms hugged my skin, jolting me with its soaking coldness.

She snickered, watching me sit on the couch, and I removed my pants along with my undergarment.

She remained quiet, watching me remove my shirt as well, which was sticking to my arms because of the wine it has soaked in.

"Good. Now crawl to me." Turning around the table, on my knees, I crawled leisurely to her legs, swaying my hips, glaring at her glaring eyes as she bit her lips, seeing my hips sway.

I stopped under her spread legs; she was still wearing her panties. "Do you know the wine increases your blood flow, which surges your sexual desire?"

Along with her words, she raised my chin up, adding, "it is true. But I'm not sure if it's the wine stimulating me or you. Since I tasted it from your skin. Or it can be both?"

"Do you want to feel how I feel?" I nodded vigorously at her question.

Quickly after saying that, I watched her pour the liquor on her clothed breasts, which soaked her entire dress, flowing down to her body. Turning the white color of it into the red.

She laid back, resting comfortably as she added. "Come here, darling. Have a taste."

Her soaking body was calling for me to free the tight white dress that hugged her.

Hastily, I got up, unzipping the back of her dress as her eyes poked at me during everything I did.

Slowly and gently, I lifted her hips, taking the dress off her legs. Her undergarments were still attached to her as the wine beaded on her skin.

Female's P.O.V~

His eyes were fluttering, his hands were struggling, and as he sat back again on the floor, his lips were quivering.

He dragged his lips from my legs to my thighs, placing my legs on his shoulder as I wrapped them around his neck.

He licked the resting wine off of my thighs, moving closer to my entrance. I watched him look at me before his fingers shifted my wet panty to the side of my clitoris.

He exhaled above my heat as if he was preparing himself before the dinner, digging his tongue quickly into my wetness after that.

His hands held onto my thighs as he sucked the wine off of my wetness. "How does it taste?"

"Sweet." He whispered as I added, "but it tasted bitter to me."

He muffled between my thighs, sending shivers down my spine. "Maybe it's because of you."

"Yeah?" I yanked his head back by his hair, watching his eyes dilate. "Do you want more?" He nodded, "please!"

"I can't deny you when you behave like a good boy." Freeing his hair, I laid back, pouring more wine on my chest, which again drove down to my entrance.

He watched it travel and shoved his lips back again, eating me out. His tongue flicked faster according to his need; his jaw slapped my skin according to his tongue.

He sucked, nibbled, and licked, driving me insane. My moans must have affected his action. Because every time I moaned, he made me moan louder.

I was reaching close to my orgasms, holding onto his hair, as I pulled him closer to my entrance. I rubbed my wetness on his tongue, disabling him to breathe normally.

And he didn't complain at all.

He pleasured me with his full will, passion, and determination, eager to taste me more. "You're so wet, mam." He mumbled, talking as if he were eating something.

"So sweet." I watched him go insane as I stopped him. "Why did you?"

Male's P.O.V~

She slapped me. I knew I wasn't in the place to ask a question or complain. "I'm sorry." I sat back on my knees, waiting for her next command.

My chin dripped her juices as well as the wine, my nipples erect as well as my thick length.

She watched my tension and disappointment rise through my eyes as she pushed her foot onto my chest.

How could she twist my nipples with her toenails? I wondered as I sat with my hands glued to my shaft.

Seeing that, she quickly slapped my hands away from my shaft with her foot, as she further rubbed the head of my cock.

She started jerking my length between her feet, watching me as she leaned closer. "Open your mouth."

I did. Awaiting what was to come as she jerked my hard length continuously.

Unexpectedly, the wine maintained the taste of the wine, and she poured a mouthful into my mouth. "Don't let any drop of it go to waste. Keep it safe for me."

I didn't know what she had in mind, but soon it appeared in front of me.

She yanked me up, making me sit back on the couch.

She stood, watching me as she drew her foot to my length, balancing herself against my shoulder with her arm. I thought she'd tease me with her foot, but instead, she straddled me hurriedly.

She grasped my face with her both hands, caressing me as she rubbed her wetness to my hard length. Her clitoris brushed against my length, soaking it more and more.

Her legs narrowed around my waist as she watched me starting to struggle. I whimpered, fearing I'd let the wine out of my mouth.

She was smirking, watching me struggle, and biting her lips, getting wetter and wetter.

When I had thought she'd make me struggle like this for a while now, she unexpectedly slipped my whole length inside her.

I wasn't ready for it at all. I felt like I'd burst right away, but her glaring eyes on mine warned me not to.

I whimpered, puckering my lips as I struggled because of her tight wetness.

She moaned, leaning close to my ear, biting and sucking as she pinched my nipples along with it.

"You are my good boy, right?" She whispered, licking my neck as she held my head in her palms. I nodded, strained under her control.

"You won't let the wine drool out of your mouth, right?" She asked again as she ground on my cock gently and mildly.

I shook my head, showing her that I will not let the wine out of my mouth. She smiled brightly, "good boy! Let's see how long you can have this enthusiasm."

With her words whispered in my ears, she started riding me hard and fast, digging her nails into my shoulders as she resisted me from touching her.

This is torture. "This is not fair? Isn't this what you're thinking?" I nodded my head quickly without even thinking, on which she started laughing as she growled along with it.

"There's nothing fair, baby." She said, bouncing her hips as I could hear her pussy clench and slap against my dick.

I was practically kissing her insides with the tip of my cock while she narrowed around me. She grew wetter and wetter, glossing my dick and making it easy to slip right into her.

The wine in my mouth could no longer remain calm. I was startled and astonished. I was worried and turned on at the same time.

"Am I bad, baby?" I nodded, whimpering as she moaned, laughing again.

"Guess who doesn't care?" Quickly she dug her teeth into my neck, kissing and sucking as she moaned how good it feels.

"I can feel you here." Leading my hand to the spot on her stomach, she showed how deep I was in her. "It feels so deep and full."

"You're so huge, baby boy." I literally cried, whimpering, watching her pleasure herself on top of me. I tried mumbling as she made fun of that, too.

"I don't understand that language." Oh, God! How cruel she is!

I was feeling so good, yet so helpless. So, she started moaning louder and stronger, clenching tighter around my dick. I was so deep inside her, raiding every inch of her insides.

I realized she was near her orgasm. That was my last chance, and I used it. I poured my need out through my eyes, staring at her continuously as her breasts were bouncing on my face. I couldn't even suck her nipples.

"Do you want to cum?" She noticed, and I nodded, quicker than a horse could run.

"Drool it out. I want to see you red again." As she said, I let the wine flow down to my chin, moaning as soon as I got access to it.

"Please! I'm so close." I've been holding it in. That is why the eagerness came out in the most eager way possible.

"I've been good. I've been a good boy. Please, let me cum. Mam!" I implored, "please let me touch you as well. I can't stand it. I need to touch you."

She snickered, allowing me to touch her as I took the chance and started thrusting into her, holding her tight by her waist.

My hips thrust at the fastest speed, showing my needs. I could hear my thighs slap against her ass as I made each thrust, and I wanted more.

For some reason, she didn't stop me. I was expecting a slap or two for my undisciplined behavior. Instead, she kissed me deeply, whispering, "cum. Cum, like a good whore, you are for me."

That's when I realized she's made me her perfect slut. That she can get whatever she wants from me, even without asking.

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