Chew-Gum

Ch 10# PORNO

The lewd and obscene sounds soon make her legs wrenched.

She turns her face to him for once to see his eyes but at the same time he shifts his eyes to the video.
She turns her eyes back to the video in helplessness.

Looking at the indecent and obscene act full of lewd voices, her legs start to twitch on her own.

The strange sweet feeling arises in her. She doesn't want to show him and puts her hand on her vagina to suppress the twitchy feeling.

He is absorbed in looking at her like an addict, enjoying her uneasiness.

He made her watch three porn videos with different setting that arouse in her voyeuristic pleasure and drenches her vagina in the stream of pleasure.

She takes a peek at his groin to see that if he gets hard or not, but he seems to her to be as zen as Buddha.

She gets bewildered to notice that the videos are not enough for him to get aroused, but she is naive to think that as he was immersed in herself only, ravishing his heart with her each and every expression. He didn't watch any video.

She rubs her eyes to have a glance at his groin, but her gaze diverts to his face involuntarily.

Observing him she glances at the video and then again turns to him and grabs his shirt, "I want something to clench between my legs.", she stutters though her legs are convulsing and he smirks.

"Facilitate yourself.", he is as cool as a cucumber.

"What?? How??", the ebb and flow in her voice is so piquantly sweet that he wonders how am I gonna curb my wild animal after hearing so flavoured words.

"Stop these videos. I am feeling strange between my legs.", she grabs his shirts and leans on his shoulder putting the other hand between her legs.
He stops the video and puts the cell aside.

"Stop clenching your legs.", he whispers, "This is your hand, not a penis, baby. I said you to facilitate yourself. Then go on."

"How? The pleasure is so unique. I didn't even know that. Is this what a woman body feels like about carnal pleasures.", her moans are hungry for his touch.

Observing her restlessness, he asks her did she never touch her body to seek pleasure. And she replied a no.

"I was so beaten by love that I never had a chance to love myself or to focus on such thing like bodily needs.", the tears fall down from her eyes as she remembers her heartbreaking pain, but she keeps looking at him with hankering eyes.

For a second, Zaeem gets angry to feel her pain, "How much a love can be so cruel to steal the desire of bodily pleasures from a lover?"

"My pain didn't give me any chance to examine my body. This is all new to me.", she hesitates and pants incessantly, "Because you did to me.", again with a pause, "And the pleasure is so sweet that I forget all my worries and pains.", she gets embarrassed confessing all this.

"If you felt so much pleasure then why did you call me a rapist. You should call me a pleasure giver.", Zaeem' eyes are still engraved in her.

"Shut up. Don't play with my mind with your manipulative words.", she pouts and he smiles.

Again she looks at him with begging eyes, "I just can't put into words what I am feeling.", she stutters.

He grabs her hand that she is putting on her vagina, gasping and moaning with the whiff of pleasure.

He removes her hand away and shoves his own fingers in her.
The sudden shove lets her out a moaning shriek.
"Aaaahhh...", she glues her legs to his hand and her body keeps moving on her own.