One finger gliding through her folds, ending with a light touch to her outer hood was enough to let him know how much his teasing had affected her as she let out the first unrestrained moan, and with it a full thunderclap. No sense in keeping her waiting any longer.
His fingers got to work. Each pleasurable movement he remembered from their earlier lessons was a point of pride as each was punctuated with an audio cue. Even if she repressed the moan, she couldn’t stop the thunder from emanating from within.
“Inside.” The command came as a surprise to HR but was one he followed instantly, slipping two fingers into his girlfriend and stimulating that ever so special spot.
Not to be outdone, Lai Chan eventually gathered enough of herself to mount a counterattack. Something in his face must have given away how much he enjoyed toying with her. Another flash of competitive spirit and she lurched forward and kissed HR. In the second his hand stopped moving, one of hers went down and started to stroke him again. The other went to one of his nipples, flicking the nub over his shirt as she bit down lightly on his neck. A strained gasp escaped his lips. He’d have to ask her later where she learned to do that but in the moment, he was just along for the ride.
The two of them fell into trance, each one having a hand working the other’s genitals. HR’s free arm cradled Lai Chan’s head as they stared deeply into each other’s eyes. The moans from both had stopped, being replaced instead with heavy breaths that washed over their faces. If one of their hands moved faster, so did the other. They were locked in a race that only two people who have competed against one another for so long could understand. Despite the want to please the other and beneath the need to cum, they both wanted to win.
The finish line drew ever nearer as they both worked. The breaths became heavier while the noises became louder. Besides the rumbling of thunder and the panting, the only noises that could be heard were the sounds of Lai Chan’s hand sliding along his cock and the wet noises of HR’s fingers digging out his girlfriend’s pussy.
HR felt himself slipping. Her hands were too good. Her breaths too warm. Her visage too alluring to resist covering her hand in his defeat. But he could tell he wasn’t the only one coming apart at the seams. He just needed to hold out a little longer.
The first one to cross the finish line, and thus the loser of the game, was Lai Chan. As he felt his own orgasm approaching, he could feel her body lock up beside his. With about a second to spare her hand stopped in favor of giving into her own pleasure. And despite the pain of being brought right to the edge only to stop just before crossing over, he stomached the disgruntling feeling in favor of taking his victory lap in the form of coaxing out Lai Chan’s release.
He stopped moving his fingers inside of her that much, favoring a slow rubbing of her inner walls as he felt them convulse around his digits. His thumb slowly massaged her clit, making sure not to over stimulate it directly but more than enough to maintain her high for as long as possible. His arm pulled her body closer against his, the feeling of her dress pressing against him combined with her shudders almost sending him over the edge alone. And to add the cherry on top, over the thunderclaps and rumbles of her orgasm, he whispered good ol’ fashioned encouragement.
“That’s it. Let it all out. Good girl. Just focus on cumming for me. Good girl.” All of those combined had the desired effect. Her peak lasted for nearly ten seconds before he felt her start to relax beside him and her breath became more stable. The thunder settled down and soon she was in the blissful state of afterglow. She shuddered a bit when he removed his fingers from inside her.
She looked at him then, the tired look of someone who’d just come hard, complete with the lazy smile. But something in his own grin must have reminded her that she lost. The bliss slowly turned to a visible pout on her face. He couldn’t hold in the chuckle her expression brought on.
Before he could gloat however, she moved, seemingly recovering from her post nut phase in record time and reversed her body to his. Before he could wonder why, she enacted her revenge with another act that he would have to inquire about the origin of her knowledge.
He felt himself go right over the edge that he’d been stationed at when her lips enveloped his shaft.
As usual, comment about what you liked and what you think could have been done better.
I hope I’ve captured even a speck of the feeling that the original had all those years ago.
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