Hard Again

"Eh... No, I don't believe it's urine," Maya confessed, her voice filled with uncertainty. "...Since yesterday, I've been experiencing this strange tingling sensation down there, and whenever I think of you, young master, something just squirts out..." her voice trailed off, her cheeks burning with embarrassment as she revealed this intimate detail.

"So, it's because of me then..."

"No, young master! It's not your fault," Maya quickly interjected, her voice filled with sincerity. "This is something strange happening to me, and I don't understand why. It's not because of anything you've done. It's because of me being... weird," she admitted, her voice tinged with self-blame.

"Do you know of any way to stop it?" Cian inquired, his gaze shifting to Maya's thighs, where the liquid had already stained her white thigh-high socks.

Maya's face flushed a deeper shade of crimson as memories of her actions from the previous night flooded her mind. "Well... um..." she stammered, struggling to find the right words.

Cian's keen observation didn't escape him, and he noted her embarrassed expression.

"It seems that you have an idea."

Maya hesitated for a moment before gathering her courage. "Yes, I... I do know a way," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But... it's embarrassing. That's why I planned on doing it in the bathroom. So please, could you let go of me now? I'll take care of it myself."

Cian's grip on Maya's wrist tightened as he desperately clung to her, unwilling to let her slip away.

"You know, I've been experiencing this mysterious sensation too. There's a pleasure that creeps up in my groin area whenever I think about you, and it's causing a certain part of me to... harden. It seems we are both caught in the grip of an unknown force, wouldn't you agree? Perhaps it would be wise for us to address this matter together."

Maya's gaze flickered downward, drawn to a conspicuous bulge in Cian's trousers.

"...Young master... Your... thing is hard again?"

"It's a constant struggle to control myself... Even though I know we should refrain from repeating what transpired in the bathroom, the thought of indulging in it once more never leaves my mind." His grip on her wrist tightened further. "You mentioned the bathroom earlier, didn't you? Why don't we go there together?"

Maya's throat tightened as a rush of anticipation coursed through her veins, causing a damp warmth to spread between her thighs. After a brief moment, she mustered the courage to respond, "...Alright."

Cian, still grasping her wrist firmly, led her towards the bathroom. However, Maya couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the urgency of his actions. She spoke up, her voice laced with a mix of surprise and apprehension, "W-Wait, young master. Y-You're going too fast..."

Realizing his impulsive haste, Cian immediately slowed his pace, his instincts threatening to overtake his better judgment.

Unbeknownst to him, his eyes were inexplicably drawn to the pinkish hue of Maya's lips. A lump formed in his throat, his heart pounding as desire surged within him.

With a loud gulp, he pulled Maya closer, enveloping her in a tight embrace. The intoxicating scent of her presence nearly caused him to lose control, but he managed to rein himself in.

"H-Huh? Y-Young master, what are you—" Maya's words trailed off as she felt the unmistakable hardness pressing against her. "Eh?! I-Is this your... thing, young m-master?"

"I... I can't bear it any longer, Maya. It's as if I'm on the verge of losing control..."

Unable to resist his mounting desire, he began to grind his hips against Maya's, seeking release from the overwhelming tension that consumed him.

Maya's voice trembled as she spoke, her apprehension palpable, "...Do you want to... do it here?"

Cian nodded, his craving outweighing any rational thought. Maya's fear surfaced as she whispered, "...But if someone were to see us... Can you please control yourself until we reach the bathroom?"

Reluctantly, Cian nodded, his body trembling with the effort to rein in his desires. With measured steps, they made their way towards the bathroom, both aware of the volatile energy that hung heavily in the air.

However, as soon as they crossed the threshold, Cian's primal instincts took hold. He wrapped his arms around Maya from behind, pressing his hardened length against her buttocks.

"Kyahhh!" Maya's startled scream filled the room, but it did little to deter Cian. Driven solely by his overwhelming desire, he continued to move his hips, desperately seeking relief from the storm of passion threatening to consume him.

"...M-Mayaa..."

"Y-Young master?!"

Maya's eyes widened in shock as Cian forcefully pressed himself against her back, his actions akin to a desperate animal driven by primal desire. The thin barrier between his throbbing member and her rear was composed solely of her skirt and his tightly-clasped trousers.

"...Hngg!"

Her lips trembled, unable to stifle a moan as his pulsating arousal grazed against her. The sound reverberated in the room, a sharp reminder of the boundaries being crossed. The intensity of Maya's reaction triggered a final breakdown in Cian's wavering restraint. He yanked his member out from its confined prison, the weight of his unrestrained desire pushing him to press it against her supple buttocks.

A gasp escaped Maya's quivering lips as she struggled to comprehend the situation. "Ahh?! Y-Young master?!"

Now, with his throbbing length unleashed, the only obstacle remaining between his desire and her supple flesh was the scant barrier of her skirt.

Cian, succumbing to a complete loss of control, began to grind his arousal against Maya's enticing rear. The scorching heat and the intense stimulation he experienced were unlike anything he had ever felt before. Though their previous encounter had been more pleasurable, the illicit act they engaged in today still elicited a pleasurable response from him. The friction between his pulsating member and the fabric of her skirt was so tantalizing that he reached his climax after a series of fervent thrusts.

"...Ugh!"

An audible grunt escaped Cian's lips as his release surged forth. His essence erupted from his member, soaring through the air for a few brief moments before landing upon Maya's back, marking her as a canvas of their forbidden encounter.

"...Y-Young master... Haaa... Haaa... Haaa..." Maya, no longer able to contain her own desires, panted heavily, her eyes fixated on Cian. The once serene brown orbs now smoldered with an insatiable hunger, silently begging for more.

His still-erect manhood twitched persistently, defying any notion of subsiding even after the release of his fervent ejaculation. It stood proudly, a testament to his unquenchable desire. In an intimate and primal display, he resumed the passionate grinding against her supple derriere, craving the friction that electrified his senses.

"...Hmmm... Hngg... Hngg... Hngg..." Maya, overcome by a heady mixture of pleasure and anticipation, found her moans escaping from deep within, echoing through the bathroom. Each thrust of his hips was met with an involuntary symphony of ecstasy, her voice a melody of surrender.

"...Hngg... Hngg..."

The intensity of their connection set Maya's body ablaze, igniting a torrent of desire that drenched her delicate undergarments in a pool of sweet arousal. The fabric clung to her, a tangible testimony to the intoxicating effect Cian had on her.

As their passionate exchange continued, Maya made a conscious decision to recline, her breath coming in rapid pants. She arched her hips, presenting herself to Cian, inviting him to grind his member against her buttocks.

Cian, his breath heavy and ragged, couldn't resist the invitation before him. With a hunger that matched Maya's, he positioned himself to align perfectly with her inviting curves. The anticipation in the air was palpable as he recommenced his seductive dance, the rhythm of his movements perfectly synchronized with the throbbing desire that coursed through his veins.

"...Hngg... Y-Young m-master, s-something is coming...!"

Maya's breath hitched, her voice laden with a mixture of urgency and desire. It was as if a tempest of pleasure brewed deep within her, threatening to consume her every thought.

Unconsciously, Maya surrendered herself completely to the intoxicating dance they shared, her body responding instinctively to the primal rhythm that pulsed through her veins. Like a leaf caught in a whirlwind, her hips swayed in perfect harmony with Cian's back-and-forth movements, a sublime fusion of their intertwined desires.

"...M-Maya, if you do that...!"

The sight of Maya's alluring movements ignited a fire within Cian, his longing reaching fever pitch. The air crackled with electric anticipation as he, too, succumbed to the intoxicating rhythm, intensifying the depth and speed of his thrusts. The room seemed to vibrate with their shared passion, their bodies entangled in a hypnotic rhythm that defied all reason.

As the moments stretched into eternity, the pressure within them swelled to an unbearable crescendo, demanding release. The tension snapped like a tautly pulled bowstring, and Cian's body convulsed with an overwhelming surge of pleasure. In a final, explosive release, a fountain of warmth erupted from him, the essence of his desire cascading over Maya's back, marking her once again as his.

"Young master!" Maya exclaimed, her voice filled with exhilaration. "I-I feel like I'm soaring through the heavens! Ahhh! What is this sensation? It's like I'm floating on air!"

Simultaneously, waves of pleasure crashed over Maya, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. Her skirt clung to her, soaked with the evidence of her intense arousal.

Cian basked in the blissful aftermath of his release, his breathing gradually returning to normal. The bathroom was shrouded in a hazy ambiance, infused with the lingering scent of their passionate encounter.

But his euphoria was abruptly interrupted when Maya turned her gaze towards him, her eyes silently beckoning him to continue their intimate connection.

The bulge of his manhood had not yet subsided, and his eyes were drawn irresistibly to the sight of Maya's shapely legs adorned with alluring thigh-high socks.

A palpable tension filled the air as his hand reached out, fingers trembling with anticipation, gently bending her leg to expose the tender skin behind her knee.

With a mixture of nervousness and desire, he guided his rigid member to rest against the back of her knee, feeling a surge of heat and longing course through his veins.

Caught off guard by his actions, Maya hesitated for a moment, her voice barely a whisper as she addressed him.

"Y-Young master?"

Her surprise quickly gave way to understanding, a flicker of surrender appearing in her eyes. Recognizing his unspoken request, she granted him permission to explore the depths of his desires, yielding to his will.

With a mix of reverence and urgency, Cian began thrusting his member in a rhythmic dance, the forbidden sensation of the space between her knees enveloping him in an intoxicating embrace. The sensation was further heightened by the softness of the socks, their presence adding a layer of friction that intensified every exquisite moment. Each movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body, an electrifying symphony of ecstasy that brought him closer to the pinnacle of pleasure with each passing second.

The culmination of his previous ejaculations lent an added intensity to his sensations, amplifying his pleasure with a tantalizing blend of sensitivity and desire.

Cian marveled at the sensation of his member nestled between the smooth skin, concealed beneath the sheer veil of a delicate white sock. With each thrust, his movements grew more forceful, driven by an unquenchable desire.

"This... this feels incredible," he managed to utter, his voice strained with pleasure.Within moments, his third release spilled forth, the sheer intensity causing an involuntary arch of his back. "Ugh..."

His seed scattered upon the wet bathroom floor, a testament to the pleasure he had experienced.

"Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha..."

Panting heavily, he tried to catch his breath, his heart still racing from the ecstasy coursing through his veins.

Yet, despite his momentary respite, Maya's enchanting brown eyes once again beckoned to him, as if conveying an unspoken message.

His gaze, heavy with desire, shifted to the tantalizing territory between her thighs. With deep, uneven breaths, he slowly made his way toward her, driven by an insatiable craving.

Maya willingly lifted her hips, granting him easy access, removing any obstacles that might hinder their connection.

Cian's member remained rigid and ready, a testament to his unquenched desire. With utmost care, he guided himself between Maya's legs, sandwiching his pulsating arousal between the silken warmth they offered.