| lingorm | give me tough love [English version]

#2. make love

Lingling delicately slid her hand down Orm's thigh, intentionally reaching deep beneath her skirt. Orm's lips were completely occupied by her, both of them closing their eyes to savor the taste of each other's lips.

She slowly moved, as if lifting Orm up step by step. The kiss never ceased, sometimes the two would pause somewhere on the long staircase. She sat Orm on the railing, one hand placed behind to prevent her from falling, while the other hand explored everywhere.

Upon reaching the room, she didn't rush to open the door. Instead, she let Orm lean against the door as support. She used her hand to support Orm's head from behind. Orm was a bit surprised, but quickly returned to the main task. Their tongues entwined passionately. She deliberately nibbled lightly on Orm's lips. Orm understood the hint and opened the door with her hand.

She laid Orm on the bed. Her hand still supporting Orm's head from behind. What kind of care was this? Even she was a bit surprised, Orm too. She usually would never do this. When having sex with a prostitute, she wouldn't care about gently laying them on the bed. But now, she was gentle with Orm. She didn't think much, just thought that this was her wife, it had to be different.

She looked admiringly at Orm's slightly swollen lips. Including the red marks she left on the way up here.

"What's so funny?"

"Just suddenly realized how sexu you truly are," she whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense. You brought me to bed and then just stand there, you are really annoying," Orm said irritably.

She chuckled softly. Gently kissed Orm's lips.

"Was that okay for you?"

"This is not the first time for both of us, I see what you're capable of."

"Tonight I will satisfy you till you can't move!" she challenged.

"I will wait!" Orm smirked disdainfully.

She pulled down Orm's dress. She leaned in to kiss randomly on every spot she passed. She pulled the dress down further, revealing Orm's full and firm breasts.

"Hey, are you planning to...?" Orm questioned.

"You want me to make love to you while you're still wearing clothes?" she responded.

Orm fell silent for a moment before saying:

"Just continue..."

She moved closer and kissed Orm's forehead. Orm blushed slightly. Did making love have to be so sweet?

She forcefully pulled off the other dress, tossing it aside. A perfect figure appeared before her. She gazed from top to bottom. Since Orm was wearing a dress, she only had underwear on. Orm did not wear a bra as the dress already had a built-in cup.

"Are you daring not to wear a bra?" she teased.

She nibbled Orm's neck, causing Orm to moan loudly.

"Ahhh...." Orm moaned.

Her whole body felt very hot. Orm's arms and legs tingled. Each suckle of hers made Orm shudder. Orm really enjoyed it. Her hands were restless, continuously caressing Orm's breasts. They were not large, also not small but they were just right for Lingling's hand.

"Do... don't leave hickey... Um... I need to go to work tomorrow..." Orm managed to say.

She released Orm's lips. Proudly looking at the hickey marks she left behind.

"Tomorrow, I'll help you ask for a day off," she promised.

She shifted down to Orm's waist. It was already erect. Without hesitation, she took it into her mouth. It slightly hardened at her touch. Her saliva made it warm. Orm could not help but moan, trying to muffle the sound with her lips.

"I want to hear you moan," she demanded.

"N-No..." Orm managed to respond.

Not satisfied with the answer, she circled her tongue around Orm's nipple before sucking forcefully like a baby seeking milk. This time, Orm couldn't bear it anymore, the pleasure she brought was overwhelming.

"Ohhh.... Um...~~" Orm moaned.

Seemingly achieving her goal, she intentionally sucked harder.

"Ling... Ling... Ohhh" Orm moaned.

After playing with it enough, she returned to those sweet lips. Regaining her momentum, Orm proved her skills with a French kiss. She lifted Orm's waist to sit on her. Orm actively unbuttoned her shirt. The expression on Orm's face made her laugh. From being proactive to bashful, from bashful to surprised, then to delighted.

Orm touched her abs, looking suprised. "Since when did you have abs?" Orm asked.

"Just wanted to compare with you. Look, mine are more defined than yours, I think I win," she teased.

Before long, her clothes were scattered all over the floor along with her bra.

"Kiss me, kiss me hard," she demanded.

Once again, their lips met, this time more intense. Their skin touched. They intertwined their bodies tightly. For some reason, this time it brought a different emotion. An emotion not like when they made love with others, it was reserved only for each other.

She flipped Orm over, moving down to 'that' area. She pulled down the underwear with a hint of desire. She smiled.

"May I?" she asked.

"Don't look, just do it," Orm replied shyly.

I wanna feel your strength Between my legs