Chapter 14 – Cleft (6)
Siana’s smile.
It was a smile that made Becky forget even her jealousy.
It eats up the innocence of pure white little by little, as if dye is dyed drop by drop on a pure white cloth.
Becky looked down at the face looking up at her.
Beautiful green eyes, in which fear gradually fades from the pleasure and anticipation flowing in, and the nose that draws a beautiful curve naturally breathes in and out in excitement.
A pair of neat, white teeth caught a glimpse of her soft, moist lips that were slightly parted.
Becky felt the moment for a moment. He knew that just as he had done to her master, the woman in front of her would also give him her first.
Becky slowly lowered her head to cover Cianna’s lips. He could feel her hot snort caressing the nape of her neck.
Gently accept Sianna’s clumsily moving her tongue. The warm, moist sensation of the tongue, leave it to your instincts, and savor the moving tongue for a while. It was only after Cianna calmed down for a moment that Becky smacked her lips.
“…Is this your first kiss?”
Her face blushed a lot, but as if she had forgotten her shame, Cianna nodded her head.
Becky felt a different excitement from her master. To take the first of her opponent. Suddenly, thinking about whether her owner felt the same way, she raised Sianna to her feet.
Siana got up without protest. Becky took her to her room. It was the same as it was last time. He took her hand and put Sianna on her bed.
“From now on, I’m going to do something that feels a lot better than masturbation.”
Her figure as she lay on her bed and looked up at her was beautiful. Now that her always chaste, self-protective self is showing off her disheveled side, Becky substitutes her first experience for herself in her Sianna’s self.
Her circumstances may have been very different, but her expectations and fears and her instinctive need for pleasure would be similar.
Becky also followed her and lay down beside her bed. The comforter mixed with a nice scent and the smell of Cianna’s body sweating all night.
“…Becky?”
“Yes?”
“…If you do this, are Becky and I lovers…?”
Cianna’s question made Becky burst out laughing at her. Maybe even this pure.
“No. That’s not it.”
In response, I straightened the gray hair that flowed down Sianna’s cheeks. Looking at Sianna’s slightly furrowed face, Becky said to herself.
You’re not my sweetheart, Siana.
Because we will be Isabella’s ‘thing’.
I did, and she did.
Even your favorite Mason someday.
Before Cianna can ask any more questions, she slowly puts her hand on her top, kissing the nape of her neck. Slowly, she runs her fingers down the back of her back, before she pulls off her underwear.
Her body, buried in her face, twitched for a moment and let out a cute groan. Becky slowly unbuttoned her underwear. She grabbed the hem of her dress and then slowly pulled it up.
“… Put it on her arm.”
Without much resistance, Cianna pulled her clothes over her head. She takes off her top, and also her underwear without difficulty.
Siana instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest. After appreciating her for a while, Becky loosens her arm gently but with a little force. Her nipples were swollen from previous foreplay on her soft, exposed breasts.
“…As I was loved that day, in the forest…”
Becky interrupted her words and kissed her nipple slowly. Not a kiss, but a gentle turn of the tongue, sometimes with the lips alone, sometimes with the teeth. Just as she was educated.
As the sound of her body biting into her flesh resonated throughout the room, Ciana lightly shook her body or let out a short breath. This situation, the atmosphere, made her body heat up even more, and she couldn’t stand it.
Becky’s hand caressed Cianna’s belly, then moved slowly down to where she had caressed herself so much the day before. Her fingers, which had moved gently through her pubic hair, began to run her fingers through her cilia’s hump.
“Siana, the first step is to gently touch this place.”
Touching yourself and being touched by others were definitely different feelings. A unique feeling that makes her feel good, but doesn’t care about her body the way she does herself.
Already wet with her own milk, she wiggled for pleasure, but Becky didn’t touch her right away, as if he was trying to tease her.
“Usually, you have to wait until you get wet, but you’re already soaked, Shiana?”
Cianna didn’t answer, but Becky smiled and lowered her hand.
“And this place where Ciana touched yesterday.”
She deliberately fidgeted with the cuticle covering her clitoris.
“This is called the clitoris.”
“Black!”
Cianna drew in a sharp breath as Becky pressed her clitoris gently. Enjoying her reaction, Becky continued.
“It exists only for sexual pleasure. Ruler…”
With her fingers spread out in a scissor fashion, she slowly continued to rub her clitoris, her groin, and the petals that lined it. An incomparable pleasure overtook Shiana from simply touching her clitoris with her hands yesterday.
“Ah, haha, ah…”
Cianna covered her mouth, burying her head in her Becky’s shoulder. Becky didn’t stop playing with her hands and continued to talk to her.
“Like this, if you keep fiddling with the clitoris and the inside… You feel better little by little, right?”
Sianna couldn’t hear her. It felt as if all of her body’s touch and nerves were centered between her legs. I can’t hear the sound very well. She was breathing heavily, as if she had been running non-stop for a long time, but it wasn’t difficult. But she was suffering. The bitterness of the pleasure that intrudes. A little more, a little more…
The warm sensation returned to the tip of her nipple. Just like Becky had been in the woods, she was sucking her breasts with her mouth and her hand between her legs. A simultaneous pleasure that she could never feel alone.
“Ahhhhh…!”
As if crying with her head buried in her pillow, Cianna began to make her noises. The hot breath on her shoulder, Becky’s tongue and hand movements gradually accelerated.
Siana’s hair went white. There was only her sensation between her own legs, her Becky’s hands giving her pleasure, and herself enjoying it.
Everything was meaningless All that was left was the overwhelming sexual arousal and pleasure that I felt.
And, it felt like time had stopped, and although I had closed my eyes, it seemed like the world was turning white. The whole body trembled, the tingling pleasure spread from the brain to the toes, and the feeling that water other than urine came out of the body.
“Ha… Ha… Ah,,,”
The pleasure reminded me that I had to breathe only after the waves were all gone. Only then did he take her hand from between the legs of Sianna, who was breathing in all she had been holding back. I silently observe her hand, which is wet with her love juice and glistening.
She was sorry She’d already gone far beyond what Isabella had allowed her to do, but she wouldn’t allow herself anything more than to stick her hand directly into Cianna’s vagina. She had to belong entirely to her master.
She hugged Sianna, who was daze with her pleasure, and whispered in her ear.
“Just this much for today, I’ll make you feel better next time♥”
Becky’s words echoed to Cianna. She nodded her head eagerly, seized with her hazy pleasure.
Shiana could feel her drowsiness creeping in little by little. From yesterday evening to today, she apparently closed her eyes due to excessive fatigue.
No, she has to ask Becky…
However, contrary to her master’s will, Sianna’s body could not overcome her tiredness and fell asleep.
It was morning when Sianna opened her eyes. It felt like a pleasant weekend morning under her window where the bright sunlight came in, and the smell of the warm sunlight lightly brushed her nose.
Sianna feels the sunlight coming through her window warming her a little, so she turns over and tries to move away from her window, bumping into a person lying on the bed.
“Yes…”
The bumped person wakes up to the sound of sleepy moaning. After a moment of drowsiness, all she sees is her lovely guardian with warm brown hair, quietly closing her eyes and burying her head in her pillow.
It was Mason.
At that moment, Cianna recognized that it was her dream. Mason had never slept with her. But, as usual in her dreams, as if she was used to it, Cianna burrowed into her mason’s arms.
“…Why…”
In her sleep she rests her head on Mason’s chest with her arms spread out. The sound of her beating heart is felt in her head. While listening to the still resonating sound, she tries to tell her story that she has always wanted to do.
“…Sorry.”
‘Cause it’s a dream anyway Could you do it for practice?
“…What.”
He hugs her a bit, speaking in her still-drunk voice. The feeling of her arms on the back of her head gave her a sense of security rather than stuffiness.
“All. Suffering because of me, bowing her pride to Isabella.”
She mumbles her sincerity, silently feeling her body heat and soft flesh.
“I was always angry with you like that, and I shouldn’t have been.”
Because she is changing little by little for her. Every morning she sees off, and has dinner with Mason. Even though she doesn’t talk much, she’s grateful to Mason for not pushing away the angry and heartbroken she’s been on a daily basis.
“I’m sorry, Mason. And thank you…”
Tears ran down her cheeks. As she begins to cry, her arms gently caress the back of her head. After sweeping her for a while, she grabs her mason’s chin and lifts it lightly.
He meets an enchanting purple eye with luxurious hair like the pitch-black night sky.
“Isabella…”
Isabella, who locked her in her arms, smiled at her and asked.
“Do you love me, Siana?”
Huh. I think I love you. If there are parents you’ve never been through, it’s probably you and Mason. Mason, who always understands and waits for me, and you, who allow me to honestly face my feelings.
“As lovers?”
Um… Well, I’m not sure yet. I don’t think I’ve ever loved anyone. Is it normal to feel this way toward a woman?
Isabella still smiled and cupped her chin. A soft sensation, a warm body temperature, and Becky’s tongue slipped in. It was a better sensation several times better than when I was awake.
Her saliva from her tongue gently clumps into her mouth. She swallows her love, her first experience of herself. With a click, warmth spreads down her neck. It will definitely be a very different experience from reality.
Becky presses his lips to her forehead once more and whispers softly in his ear.
“Siana. Did you feel good?”
Huh. More than just masturbating alone. It was so good. To the point that my brain melts. It was a feeling I felt for the first time in my life.
“Is it so. Next time, I’ll tell you more, something pleasant.”
It was as if he had read the thoughts in her mind. She started to covet Sianna’s tongue again.
But, this is what lovers do. Why aren’t you and me lovers? There were so many things I wanted to ask, but I was too sleepy to ask. Should I tell you next time?
I entrusted myself to her hands as she gently took off the hem of her clothes. Blend longer than you would during the day. The opponent’s face continues to change. Becky to Isabella, Isabella to Mason.
She never felt the affection of her family, the friendship of her friends, or the love of her lover. She was not even sure who or how she felt.
At the moment of her climax, she awoke from her dream.
It was already late afternoon. The sun outside the window had left only the tip of it over the ridge, and the room had already become very dark.
When Booth woke up, what he saw was a note on the table. The neat handwriting that I have never seen before is probably Becky’s handwriting.
-Siana, I’m glad she enjoyed her first sex. I came out without saying goodbye because it seemed like it would be too late. As promised later, I’ll tell you all the questions you have,
PS: Please discard the letter.
Seeing her letter, Sianna felt her cheeks turn red again. The word ‘sex’, which she had never seen before, felt a bit awkward. Following her last advice, she lit a candle and burned her little note bit by bit. She opened the window for a moment and lay down on the bed at the acrid smell of burning.
Unknowingly, she put her hand back into her underwear, recalling the dream and the day’s affair, but this time she didn’t hesitate.
The touch of Sianna, who craved pleasure even more fiercely than before, must have been proof that she had changed.
Either for good or for bad.
