CHAPTER 148: LIKE YOU’RE MAKING ART {R-18}

Caius slipped a hand into the little space available between their bodies, pushing past her gown until his hand touched the front of her panties. He stroked across the silkiness of the underwear, rubbing his fingers especially against the moistness at the wry center of it.

Arlette gasped and arched a few inches off the ground, thrusting her breasts into his face and his continuous kneading. Her moans began to escape her lips and her breath shortened with every delicious stroke Caius made.

When he finally pulled the flimsy cover aside so his fingers could touch her plump lower lips directly, Arlette groaned. One of her hands went to his back, pulling against his uniform jacket while her other hand slammed against the flat ground and clenched like she was hoping for something to grab and pull.

Caius smiled against the wonderful tit flesh his face was pressing into. He still incorporated teeth-grazing and stroked the erect nipple with his tongue. The nipple felt like it was getting even harder due to his machinations and became so sharp, it seemed capable of slicing his tongue. That only excited him all the more.

When he took his mouth off the tit, pulling off the nipple so hard that it came out with a ’pop’ sound, he moved over to the other which had so far been neglected and starved for oral languishing.

Now his hand fondled the one he had been licking for a few minutes, pinching and pulling the nipple while he sucked and teeth-grazed the other.

"Yes!" Arlette yelled and, giving up on getting to grab anything that would serve as a strong enough anchor, she moved her hand to the top of Caius’s head.

She stroked across it, the feel of his black hair moving through the gaps between her fingers added excitement to the already incredible thrill that was all over her body. And then, when she grabbed handfuls of his hair and used it to pull him against her breasts, that added excitement only got more intense.

But through it all, what Caius’s fingers were doing with her pussy did not, and could not, go unnoticed. He stroked across both of her pussy lips, spreading them to get to the opening they covered but never going beyond that. He flicked upward at her clit at one point and then began shaking his fingers over the sensitive nub, causing Arlette’s lower half to shake hard as she pressed her knees even harder against his sides.

"Fuck!" She let out but it only got better.

Caius began to stroke back and forth against her clit in a repeated motion until Arlette could feel it coming. A climax was rolling close. She could feel her juices so ready to burst from her.

And then Caius kept his thumb stroking her clit but dipped his index finger into her tight opening.

"AHHHHNNNN!!!" Arlette cried out in a long drawn-out groan. She raised her ass off the floor and thrust her pussy even harder against Caius’s hand as her juices began to spew in a misty spray.

Caius took his mouth off her boob then just so he could watch the spray.

"Beautiful," he said with a smile, "It’s like a show. Wait... is that a rainbow?"

"S-s-stop..." Arlette said as she chuckled. Or at least she tried to chuckle but it clashed with her moaning which won and turned her chuckle into a harsh-sounding chortle.

"I’m serious. Look at it," Caius said looking convinced the mist of pussy juice was filtering light to present a dazzling display.

"No, I won’t!" Arlette said with her hands now over her eyes.

"Huh, you’re missing out," Caius said, clicking his tongue to make a ’tsk-tsk’, "It really does look beautiful. Like you’re making Art."

"Stop talking about it like that, you asshole," Arlette laughed.

Her release stopped being powerful or consistent enough to form the seemingly Rainbow-forming mist, so she finally took her hands away from her face to look down at Caius who had now pulled his finger out of her snatch despite its determination not to let him go.

He put the finger into his mouth and sucked the juices off of it.

"Hmm, it’s not just beautiful to watch, it’s delicious too," he said as he savored the taste, "But I already knew that."

He smiled at Arlette then and she smiled back before they both connected their lips again. Caius returned his hand to her pussy and stroked it lightly, helping her ride the orgasmic high she was still on. But his strokes only heightened her sensitivity.

When their lips separated, Caius dipped his head to kiss her neck, his tongue sliding out of his mouth to tickle her skin, causing her to chuckle. The sound was only slightly broken by the way her body was still trembling.

And then Caius began to go low. He spent a long time at her chest, licking in between her breasts and taking turns to suck on each nipple and munch on their delicious, supple flesh.

When he dipped a bit lower and his exploration was blocked by her gown—as he had now arrived at where it had gotten bunched up after he undid it from around her neck—he took a break and pulled up off her body, grabbing the gown and pulling it with the intent of taking it off her completely.

Arlette naturally complied but right as Caius tossed the gown aside, she pulled up and grabbed his shirt, forcing them back and off him. With a chuckle at her eagerness to reciprocate and get him as naked as he had gotten her, Caius let the arms of his shirt and jacket slide off him.

Arlette tossed the clothes aside and she lay back down on the ground, reaching her hands up to get him back to her body and continue where he left off.

And that was what Caius did.

His lips kissed her midriff all the way down until he was at the straps of her panties. He grabbed them and looked up at her right before he pulled at it enough to snap it so it fell off her body.

Arlette let out a breath and rolled her eyes at him doing something she had expected him to do much earlier.

"Took you long enough," she said.

Caius smiled before he let his nose run across her mound, taking in the heady and wonderful scent before he followed that scent down to where it was most concentrated. But her pussy didn’t get his attention first. As always, there were other areas of her lower half that his lips, and especially his tongue, had to explore before ending it all with that prize.

His tongue lapped at her inner thighs, taking in a much more abundant amount of her juices than his fingers had collected. He licked his way to her pussy and basically nuzzled in before he opened his mouth and let his teeth rake across her pussy lips, causing tantalizing sensations to intensify all over Atlette’s already sensitive body.

She had both her hands in his hair pulling him closer. Not directing him the way he should go—since he had proven himself more than incredible in that regard—but more simply hanging on for the ride.

Oh and what a delicious and wonderful ride it was bound to be.

Just as Arlette had her hands in his hair, Caius had his arms around her thighs, holding them so tight, he seemed to be using them as anchors to remain right where he was. And then he pulled her towards his lips with them just as his tongue touched at her entrance and began to tease his entry.

Arlette raised her ass off the ground at the feeling and remained there, rocking herself rhythmically at his mouth. Caius took advantage of that lift to move his hands down and cup her asscheeks, letting his fingers sink into their suppleness just as his teeth began to work their way over her clit.

"Holy shit!" Arlette yelled and could not remain on the rise. She set her ass down but rather than getting welcomed by the hardness of her floor, she was cushioned by Caius’s hands.

It seemed so perfectly molded to support her buttocks and she firmly believed nothing had ever fit her asscheeks better. No cushion, no bed, no matter how expensive had ever felt this right cupping her ass.

And to that, she had an errant thought.

’I should sit on him more.’