Distraction Of April

Chapter 117: Distraction Of April

Junk was easily able to make April moan. 

Naturally, she was doing most of the work here, absolutely, but she ended up being pleasantly immensely pleased by what her boyfriend had to offer to her. This cock was reaching incredibly deep into her pussy. 

The identity of the man who watched them make love didn't matter to her. It wasn't relevant. He was a total stranger. 

A random man, April, had been going trick-or-treating at his place. She didn't bother looking back at him during sex. With her back, facing him, it explained her sentiment regarding this whole thing. She was more than welcoming Junk's dick into her pussy.

April could very easily turn her head around a bit and give the older man she was riding a look during sex, but she didn't bother to do anything like that. She didn't care. April only cared about the fact that she was trick-or-treating this lonely man with the bad back and that he chose 'trick', rather than 'treat', which at the end of the day, worked for her. She moaned without caring about anyone hearing her, out on the street. The window in the living room was wide open, so this could easily happen. A couple of people walking in the street could hear her moan like a cheap Samhain slut. April was bouncing up and down, speeding up overtime, not showing any sign that she was ever going to slow down. Which was terrible for him in a lot of ways. It felt awesome and satisfying and pleasurable, but it was completely terrible for him because he wouldn't be able to last for too long like this… It was only a matter of time before it was all over for him.

Junk was soon about to come because April's pussy felt immensely pleasurable… 

"Do you think you could… Slow down a bit…?" he asked her.

"Why would you slow down now? We barely began…" April admitted to him, confused, and not understanding what he was trying to get at. But then, she realized what he meant by that… She wished it wasn't too late… She hoped it wasn't too little, too late… 

"That's exactly the reason why I say that, haha," he replied.

"Oh…! I get it now! You are about to come?" she asked him as she suddenly slowed down a bit for the first time time since they had begun fucking together. April was a pretty athletic woman. She couldn't help it. Riding her boyfriend. Bouncing up and down, over and over again, was in her blood. And she was so used to having sex with him in his demonic form, virtually all the time, that she sort of had to re-learn to make love with him in his human form. April was so innocent that she didn't think about that type of stuff too often. Especially with all the recent events which occurred in her life, specifically at the witch village with everything that happened. Junk was making her wet right now. After slowing down while riding her boyfriend, she opted for a different approach. For the first time in a while, she turned her back around while riding him and looked at the pretty man, right in the eyes. "Is that better?" she asked him as she slowly and carefully moved her butt in a circular motion. Continued to ride him and to bounce up and down, but at such a slower and more relaxing pace as it was the case before. She tried to fix what had been broken. She tried to fix it before it was too late and that she had accidentally made the man ejaculate much ahead of time. Which wasn't her goal. Since this was a trick-or-treating night during which she hoped to give the homeowner a great watching experience, she wished for him to have this moment last for as long as possible… However, this wasn't her only motive, unfortunately for him…

"Yeah… Much better… Keep going like that…" Junk complimented her. Even though he knew that he had selected 'trick' earlier as choice, he was fully aware that he was getting a real treat tonight. The man blushed and didn't want this moment to end. He wished he could keep watching for much longer… 

"Good. I'll try to go slower, like this, so you can enjoy yourself as much as possible," April told him while getting a hold of her own ass. She spread her butt-cheeks, therefore, allowing her boyfriend's cock to slide easier, in and out of her wet, elvish pussy. One of the most important things here for April was to make sure that she distracted the man with the bad back who watched them, so he didn't know the real reason regarding why she was here in the first place. 

Then, as Junk closed his eyes for a moment and enjoyed the ride, September showed up at the entrance of the room, in the corridor, between the living room and the dining room. She was still wearing her dark cloak, but her hood was down. 

April saw her. They made eye contact. 

"We are looking, okay?" September whispered to her. 

April didn't want to reply to her with words, in the case of the man on the couch to hear her and to figure that something was off (more than it was already the case). She didn't want anything like this to happen, so, in response, she simply nodded. Her big, elvish tits were bouncing up and down like crazy as she battled her inner desires not to ride him faster than that.

"Are you good here?" September whispered to her again.

April still didn't want to say anything, so she nodded to her.

"What are you saying?" September asked, whispering louder.

"The distraction is going just fine…" April finally let loose and replied with words. Whispering. But whispering much louder than she should have been. This triggered the attention of the man trapped on the other couch on the other side of the living room. 

"Um? What did you say?" he asked her, incredibly confused.

"Um… Nothing… Nothing at all…" April replied.

The man looked in the direction of the corridor: There was no one. September was nowhere to be found. April was relieved.

"But you just said something, right?" 

"Oh, yeah, I simply said that I didn't want to quit watching…"  

"Ah… I see…"        

It had been a close one.