I clutched at the sheets balling them in my fists as I braced myself against the growing sensations. Her firm length slipped its way inside me, slowly stretching my body to accommodate it. It seemed to take forever before I finally felt thick thighs and tight stomach press against me. Digging my fingertips deeper into the mattress, I tried to focus on relaxing, breathing, letting her length fill me.
"Can I?" Nora's voice was soft and excited as she kissed my neck and chin as she waited. It was obvious she wanted nothing more than to keep going. I waited until my body finally relaxed around the thick toy before nodding.
"Please..." I groaned again as I felt her slide her way out.
"That felt a lot more interesting than going in," I thought to myself. "Maybe most people have preferences? I'll have to ask." I looked up into bright turquoise eyes. She was biting her lip, looking down at what she was doing. The tip of the toy was the only part of her still inside, my body threatening to close upon its exit. Instead, she rolled her hips roughly and I shuddered.
If Nora Valkyrie had only one talent, it was the way she moved her hips. Whether it was swinging Magnhild or desperately grinding against me in the locker-room, she had amazing hips, and she used them well. And this activity proved no different.
She pushed back in, the lube lessening the friction throughout the toy's length. She slid in as deep as my body would allow, burying herself up to the harness. My body reflexively tightened and she moaned into my ear, her nails digging into my hips as she held them down to the bed.
"Dust, Renny... don't do that... I can feel it..." Her body shivered and her grip tightened on my hips, digging her nails deeper into my flesh. They'd leave marks. They always did.
I smirked and flexed my muscles again, squeezing around her length. She gasped loudly, caught off guard by the sensation. I knew just how to tease her. How to make her gasp for breath, just like she'd leave me every night. And she was new to the sensations. The carnal, shuddering sensations of slick warmth and tight musculature. Looking into her eyes, I could tell she wouldn't be able to last long.
"Don't do that!" In one fluid motion she rolled her hips again. The motion tore her length from within me before burying it deep within me. It happened so fast, my body didn't have time to react and I yelped out in surprise. The cool lubricant and the unyielding silicone brushing against nerves I'd never thought could be used for intimacy.
"That's payback for my birthday," she growled angrily. I chuckled only for the laugh to be cut short as she rolled her hips again, just as roughly as she had before. Her pace was slow but her thrusts were rough and deliberate. Her stomach rolled against my own length, making me twitch in search of more friction. I reached up to hold her, and she grabbed my wrists, pinning my arms to the bed instead. There was a wild fervor in her eyes, the same that always came when she was slaying Ursai or winning during a game of Mario Party. It was terrifying and exhilarating all at the same time. I smirked and let her have her way with me.
The thrusting, the sliding, the subtle feeling of being stretched and stuffed. It was all so new and all so pleasurable. I closed my eyes and let my strangled moans color the lewd soundtrack of sliding skin and wet lubricant. My wrists were pinned to the bed and I could do nothing but squirm, toes clenched as she penetrated me. She placed dozens of kisses against my neck and chest, leaving an occasional mark with her teeth.
I didn't even realize I'd been turned on all fours until she smacked my butt. She was kneeling behind me, her hands holding my hips steady as she rode me. My face was in the pillow again, biting down to brace myself against the ever-intensifying sensations. I could feel myself getting close, arousal starting to drip from my length.
"Make sure to keep your back arched, Renny." Roughly, she pushed down on my spine, forcing me to comply. I could tell she'd always wanted to say that.
"Try not to cum too quickly, Nora." I countered. Perhaps it wasn't such a great idea to tease her in such a vulnerable position. The thought crossed my mind a moment too late, her pace picking up as she was pushed on by my taunting words.
In and out, she worked her a crescendoing rhythm. Each movement lit my sensitive nerves with new sensation. I followed her thrusts, pushing back against her every forward stroke, helping her bury her length deeper and deeper. It felt good.
She let out another ragged moan and I could tell she could feel every inch of the toy's length as it penetrated me. The toy must've been expensive to be able to entwine to her Aura so intimately, possibly even infused with Dust. I rolled my hips, increasing the pressure on her to perform.
She worked with my body as well, slowing down on the out-stroke and speeding on the penetration. The slow deliberateness made me groan into the pillow even louder, color exploding behind my eyes as every nerve in my body screamed for release. But I refused to finish before her. Moments later, she whined in desperation. She was shivering, her body nearing its own climax.
"This isn't f- fair." She wanted nothing more than to finish after me. To win the smug competition and claim that she could outlast me. That wouldn't happen. I knew that whine. That was the tone she made when she was losing. When her release was begging to splash down her thighs and soil the sheets. I smirked, tightening around her as much as I could.
"Reeeeen! Noooo!" She whined again, her hips still moving, craving the feeling of release that flirted just a few strokes away.
"I didn't know this was a race," I said smugly. It was the phrase she'd used the first time I'd ever reached my release before her. I hadn't paced myself that night, instead falling into my desires and indulging myself in her curves and warmth. It was surprisingly fitting in this moment. I felt her reach her climax before I heard her. Her body shook, her thighs quivered as her orgasm ran through her body, a loud moan permeating the air. I was positive the adjacent dorms would hear, the walls were too thin to afford privacy from that moan.
I was surprised when I felt her release splash inside me, filling me with her warmth. I shuddered, eyes screwed shut as her toy twitched as if it were real, emptying her load.
Nora sighed in defeat. Slowly, she slid back down onto the bed dragging me along with her. We lay like that for a long while, our legs tangling in each other's, her hips still rolling against me as she worked for more friction. Hesitantly, she reached around my waist to stroke my length. I was already so close, I barely lasted a minute before my release came, running down her fingers and knuckles in warm, sticky ropes.
"You were close," she said softly. Exhaustion was already in her voice as she brought her soiled hand to her mouth.
"I'm always close with you," I admitted. I listened to the lewd sound of her licking my arousal off her hand, tasting her favorite midnight snack. The lapping slowed and slowed until I heard her muffle a yawn in her palm.
"Night, Renny," she whispered, pressing a kiss against the nape of my neck.
"Uh, Nora?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you... pull out?" The answering snore was fake, but the intention was real. I sighed, and got into a more comfortable position. She wrapped her arm around my waist, hand playfully cupping my balls as she fell asleep.
