CHAPTER 75: IMMORAL NIGHT

As his large, manly hands moved to massage my breasts, my body trembled with pleasure as I felt my core clench with desire. It felt as if my lips could no longer form proper words as countless moans of ecstasy escaped from between my lips. It felt like my body was melting against his as he groped and squeezed my womanly mounds in his hands.

"You love it when I play with your breasts. Were you waiting for me?" he asked before letting out a soft chuckle. I could feel my nipples hardening against the palm of his hands as the wetness of my juices began trickling out from the slit between my legs.

I could already feel myself getting so wet down there, although all he had done was caress my body and play with my breasts. My body yearned for him, and I could no longer ignore the throbbing need that I felt deep inside of my core.

"Of course not," I tried my best to deny it. The way that Raphael laughed mockingly at me told me that he did not believe my words in the slightest.

"Let me enjoy you for tonight. You can think of it as a present for my engagement," he said teasingly as his lips moved to kiss my earlobe. I let out a small whimpering cry when I felt the hot, wet heat of the tip of his tongue licking my earlobe.

"All the sounds that you make are so sexy, Gail," he whispered against my ear before I felt a slight stinging sensation when he nibbled on it.

His hands moved even more aggressively than before to pump my breasts together, and I could feel my control slowly slipping as he tore down my defenses with each caress. I found myself slowly surrendering to the pleasure that he was making me feel.

Raphael boldly slipped the thin strap of my nightgown down my shoulders and then my arms, as I felt the thin fabric falling away from my breasts down all the way to my waist. My entire upper body was bare to him, and Raphael did not hesitate to cover my naked breasts with his hands.

"Your breasts are so soft, and I love the way they feel in my hands. You smell so sweet, Gail, it’s driving me insane," Raphael whispered temptingly into my ear as his hand gave my breasts a rough squeeze. I let out another whimper as his hands continued to knead my breasts. My nipples felt so tight and hard as my body responded fully to the joy of his touch. His fingertips moved to capture my swollen perks in between them before he teased them between his fingertips. Jolts of raw pleasure flooded my body from where he was playing with my nipples.

"Ahh... Ahh... Ahhh!" I moved and then cried out from the pleasure when he suddenly pinched my nipples. It hurt a little, but the ecstasy that I felt was far too overwhelming for me to mind. Raphael flooded my senses with pleasure as lust intoxicated my mind until I could no longer think of anything but him.

Raphael slowly stroked one of his hands down the plane of my stomach before progressing even lower to caress my naked thighs. My pussy throbbed with desire, and I wanted him to touch me there. At the same time, I could feel more of my love honey leaking out from the wet opening between my legs.

"Spread your legs for me, Gail. Don’t you want me to touch you?" Raphael asked teasingly. His hands moved to tug my thighs apart, urging me to spread my legs for him and I did not resist. He pulled my thighs apart and bent my legs, and soon I found myself spreading my legs widely for him. I moaned his name softly when his fingers stroked their way up my inner thighs. I closed my eyes and bit down on my lower lip to keep myself from screaming when I felt the heat and pressure of his touch arriving at the wetness between my legs.

"Ahhh... Ahhh..." I moaned in pure ecstasy. The joy of his fingers stroking up and down my wet pussy felt so amazing. I could feel his gaze as he observed my face and my body’s reaction. He turned me on so badly, and all I could do was moan even louder than before.

Raphael seemed to be enjoying my reaction as his fingers began stroking their way up and down my wet slit faster than before. I let out another cry when his finger suddenly pressed up against my hot and swollen clit.

"You’re so fucking flooded down here. Did your dear brother turn you on that badly?" Raphael teased mercilessly.

"Raphael, please," I begged sweetly in a seductive purr.

"You’re so wet," he whispered as his fingers continued teasing my love opening.

I began crying out even louder than before as he began stroking me faster. Once again, I was reminded of how sensitive my body was. The desire that throbbed between my legs made me yearn to be filled deep inside with his presence. His fingers moved to stimulate my clit, and I cried out from the intense pleasure.

"You love it when I massage your clit, don’t you? Your little sweet clit is always so sensitive," he said teasingly as he continued massaging my swollen clit in circular motions. I cried out as my hips bucked upwards before I spread my legs even wider than before.

"What about inside? I bet your insides are already flooded," he inquired seductively as he positioned his thick and long fingers between my pussy lips, right at my opening. Before I could respond to him, Raphael thrust his fingers inside of me in one smooth motion that stretched and filled me up deeply. My most feminine part let out an embarrassing loud squelching wet sound as his fingers penetrated into my hot wetness. My juices adequately lubricated my insides to allow for his smooth entrance. I rejoiced in the joy of feeling his fingers stretching my opening before thrusting inwards to fill my love tunnel, while I moaned as if I had gone out of my mind.

–To be continued...