February 2, 2021: Oizys

Not only was he taunted, but his libido was also ignited. In no time, their heated passion enveloped the room with sweltering heat as their bodies sweat out the fervour of their deed.

"You're really good at riling me up," Konrad uttered, his voice hoarse and aroused, as he brushed his hair backwards. He went ahead and gave Syn a peck on her lips before whispering, "Stay still."

His breath was a tender glide of air on her lips that felt lonely without his touch. The moment that he pulled back, Syn let her head sink in the mattress. However, knowing what he was about to do, she promptly raised her body. She proceeded to kneel on the bed with parted legs.

The instant that Konrad was in front of her, she took the item that was in his grip. Biting its edge, she tore the packet of condom open with one hand. Afterwards, lightly, she pushed Konrad's chest, prompting him to sit on the mattress.

"Don't move, dear customer," Syn said prior to sticking out her tongue, putting the entire rubber on it. She coated it with her saliva, not breaking eye contact with the man throughout the act.

From there on, the lady lowered her upper body. She anchored her weight with one arm while proceeding to free his manhood with the other. Syn held the base of his erection with the tips of her fingers, at the same time, she did wonders on its tip with her tongue.

She placed the rubber on the head of his length and using her lips, she pushed it downwards. Once she was done fitting it, she gave his shaft one last kiss on the tip before meeting the man's gaze.

Konrad's fierce stare, seemingly observing every bit of her movements, made her squirm out of anticipation.

"Good job," Thereafter giving his praise, the man lifted the lady by her waist to lay her back down on the bed.

Although he was in a hurry, Konrad still coveted to slowly savour her taste. Withal, that desire was hampered when he noticed Syn quivering insatiably as if the brief wait was torture for her. Thus, he decided to get a move on, gripping her by her thighs to open her legs. He then settled himself against her, grinding his shaft on her moist opening.

Meanwhile, Syn couldn't help but let a whimper escape through her slightly parted lips, tears crowding the rims of her eyes, as she indulged in the stimulation of feeling his manhood fondling her clit.

Her moans enchanted him, much to his delight of knowing that she was feeling good.

Latterly, Konrad elevated her right leg and placed it on his shoulder, allowing the other to rest on his leg. And, absent any more delays, he moved his hips forward, sinking himself further inside of her.

Syn shut her eyes as she did her best to take him in.

Be that as it may, barely halfway in inserting the head of his erection, he suddenly clenched his teeth. Following suit, a bothered growl resounded deep within his throat.

"Babe, you're so tight." As he was saying that, Konrad began to massage her clit with his thumb, making sure to do it as delicately as possible. "Relax, I want you to feel good."

The man then leaned in for a kiss, trying to distract the lady from the pain that invaded her senses. It was effective, to say the least, for he felt her tensed muscles easing up ere long. In the midst of providing comfort, he went back to filling Syn up with his girth.

"That's it. Good girl." He breathed into her ear.

Konrad stopped briefly to gift a myriad of kisses on her face, trailing the tears that fell from her eyes. Hoisting his upper body, the man focused his attention on where they were connected. As he inched his way in, he relished the sight of the alluring lady who was delectably swallowing his passion.

With both of her hands clutching the sheets, Syn's eyes that were tightly shut appeared as if she was holding on to her life. The beads of sweat that cascaded from her blushed skin and her chest that showed how deep she was breathing solely served to amplify his excitement. Every time that his hand touches her skin, her body trembled restlessly, prompting him to ravish her even more.

Succeeding a few seconds, Konrad was able to lunge his entire length inside of Syn.

"D-don't move, please." All of a sudden, Syn spoke up, heaving in her attempt.

"Is it still pai-"

Konrad's query was interrupted when her walls intensely contracted around his manhood. It induced him to flinch as one of his eyes instantly shut, seeking to restrain himself from stealing a climax like how Syn did it.

The lady forcefully bit her lip, puncturing the flesh a tad that made it draw a drop of blood. She couldn't handle the waves of pleasure that engulfed her consciousness. Her body shivered upon perceiving every sliver of motion that he incited.

"Syn, open your mouth."

On that occasion, Konrad claimed her bleeding lips. He first recognized the prominent metallic flavour of blood, but he didn't mind it. What mattered to him was to not leave Syn a bad memory from their episode of intimacy. Whenever their lips separate, he could hear her moans that were brimming with intoxication.

Finally, Syn opened her eyes as she wanted to see Konrad's countenance, whether he was enjoying their time or not. The instant she met his gaze, she got lost in how his irises conveyed his ravenousness to defile her senses to their limits.

By and by, Konrad pulled his lower body away from hers, then in one sweep motion, he thrust his full length inside of her.

"Hnng, n-no, I ju-just came." Syn pleaded for him to stop, yet Konrad covered her lips once more, hampering her from uttering another word.

In and out, he repeated this very action. To his delectation, Syn moved her hips along, riding every stroke of his advances, every flicker of heat that his body gave her.

For a while, the sound of their bodies intertwining and their cries for release, being severely drunk of the moment, drowned out the silence of the night. It was the beginning of the many encounters that they would be partaking in the near future, and no amount of repentance could pardon their immorality.