Chapter 11. The Moment

Chapter 11: 11. The Moment

I shifted closer and covered some part of my body at her words.

subconcionciously, underneath the blanket, I held her hand so it brought in some warmth.

Venice’s grip on my hand tightened for a second.

"This seems like a such a bad idea..." I heard Venice mutter under her breath.

"Do you feel much better now?" I asked, ignoring her mutterings.

"Yes" Venice replied, and her gaze couldnt help but drift to the sensation of my hand on hers.

Her hands shifted a little as she spoke, which could mean she felt a little embarrassed by the question.

The heat of her body against mine and the way her pulse fluttered under my fingers, I could see that she was still trying to adjust to what was happening due to the degenerate scent.

I lifted my hand and brushed a strand of hair from her cheek which made her close her eyes.

I moved her hands to the side of her cheeks as I raised her head up.

Venice’s lips brushed against my lips but this time she couldn’t find herself resisting.

My hand slid higher under the blanket, tracing the curve of her waist, the soft edge of her ribs and she couldn’t help but arc slightly into the touch.

I grabbed her waist softly while moving her hands admiring her curves.

She moved her hands and grabbed both side of my face as we kissed more intensely

This time even more than expected, I tossed the blanket over to the edge of the chair as I carried her to sit on top of me.

I kissed her again, deeper this time. Her hand left mine and came to the back of my neck, her fingers slide into my hair the way she used to when she wanted more.

She was soaked far more than the rain could explain.

She bit down on her lower lip and buried her face against my neck, trying to muffle the sound that threatened to escape her lips.

I buried my hands inside her clothes finding the path to her milk factory.

As my hands moved and danced round her body, she let out a louder moan, the time around begging to be touched.

The kiss hadn’t broken for a bit, my hands moved to the front as I came in contact with her breast

’They’re just as soft as they’ve always been, no much changes.’ I muttered, analyzing them.

’I squeezed the breasts with my both hands while still kissing, the juice from her dripping pussy already now being felt on my clothes.

At this time, she had buried all the guilt feelings and forbidden desires. Her eyes were glassy, conflicted, and hungry.

My hand started moving on its own, in slow deliberate strokes along her side, under her shirt.

She didn’t stop me rather she adjusted her self so I could be more free. Her skin was warm and soft.

When my fingers brushed the underside of her breast she inhaled sharply, feeling a wave of pleasure assault her.

I finally broke the kiss as I became even more energetic to suck her breast now

She instinctively removes her top to make it easier for me as she placed her hands behind my head directing me to the right breast.

I sucked like a hungry animal who had been starving for ages causing Venice to moan more loudly than before.

Hearing the sound of my name escaped her mouth, sent Shockwaves down my spine.

I began twisting the left nipple with my index and middle fingers while sucking on the right nipple as eagerly as possible.

With these moves, she began to beg for more.

"Oh...oh...yes, please don’t stop, I love it. Just like that. Only you understands my body best."

"Yes!!!!" She cried out even more erotically.

Her nipples were so sensitive that only touching them could make her drip with lust, her love nectar soaking the chair beneath her.

I circled my tongue round her nipples and flickered it as I twisted the other one very hard.

Immediately I grabbed her waist and lifted her up and rolled her fully onto the cushion.

My hands reached for her clothes as I pulled it all out immediately making ready to lick all her juice out of her body.

The scent of her panties made me to feel even more hungry

As I could it down slowly I could see her slightly trimmed pussy as she looked at me with a flushed face filled with embarrassment.

I placed a pillow below my knees and knelt on the floor so as to get a deep shot at the pussy.

My mouth was already salivating just at the sight of it.

I couldnt begin to imagine what it would be like being so up close against my nieces’ bare pussy.

I blew a little air over it as I could see how it swell up. The scent of her pussy was really good, and intoxicating.

More like pineapple mixed with strawberry.

I placed my mouth on her pussy and pushed my hands under her ass as I pulled my tongue deeper.

She moaned uncontrollably and louder not minding if anyone could her.

Hearing her moaning was like a fuel to me as I used my tongue and bounced on her pussy, tongue fucking her as much as possible and making Venice lose even more control of herself.

She pressed my head deeply "D— don’t stop pleaseeeeeee..."

"Yes!!!!!! Yes!!!!!!!! Yes!!!!!!"

"Oh I love you so much Denver!!!"

"You’re the best!"

I removed my hands from under her ass and took it to her breast as I squeezed the breasts and flicked her nipples, while at the same time the wet, sloppy sounds of my tongue cleaning her pussy echoed lewdly in the sitting room.