CHAPTER 415: CHAPTER 415: A WANDERING BET (PART 4) (R-18)

As the thought lingered in Summer’s mind, Don made his move.

Without warning, he leaned forward and down, bringing his face inches away from her glistening wet folds.

Summer blushed hard at the sight of this. "H-hey!" She called out in a shaky voice, sounding both frustrated and embarrassed.

It felt like Don was staring right at her most intimate areas even though the room was relatively dim.

Don didn’t raise his head to look at her or respond. Instead, his grip on her thighs became tighter as he moved his head forward, planting his lips against Summer’s wet folds.

"!!!" Almost immediately, Summer widened her eyes and stiffened up.

Her toes curled and remained there. She took a deep breath and held it. The sudden sensation of Don’s lips against her pussy was just too much.

"Mn~" despite this, she couldn’t help but moan. And before she could adjust to this new sensation, Don stuck out his tongue and licked the base of her wet folds.

’H-he’s... he’s...’ Summer’s thoughts were a mess as she felt Don do this.

And once again, before an attempt at recovering could be made, Don acted. This time, he dragged his tongue upward, wiggling it between her wet folds and causing the juices to trickle down the corners of his mouth.

"Oh~ Ffuuuck!!" Summer’s reaction was instant.

The grip she had on the sheets intensified briefly before she retracted one hand and brought it back to her mouth.

A poor attempt at holding back the moans that threatened to pour out.

Huff~ Huff~ ... mn~ Ah~

As hard as she tried to keep them back, the moans still escaped her lips along with short breaths.

Don on the other hand hadn’t slowed his pace. He maintained it. He kept running his tongue between her wet folds, parting them with each stroke in steady rhythm.

Summer’s body became increasingly hot because of this and Don could feel it clearly.

He could also feel her relaxing a little more as the pleasure began to rapidly overwhelm what little surprise and embarrassment she had left.

"H-hey..!!!" She tried to call out, but Don silenced her sucking at her folds passionately, causing her to stiffen up once more.

Oh~ MM~

As she did this, Don moved his hands away from her thighs and trailed them up to her waist. He also lowered their position a little more.

Huff~ ahn~

Summer allowed for her legs to rest on either side of Don’s head, which from her position looked firmly planted against her pussy. A ravaging sensation she continued to feel throughout the motion.

Once this adjustment was made, Don picked up the pace again.

Don’s tongue moved across Summer’s wet folds with relentless passion, each stroke sending shivers through her body.

He sucked hungrily, drawing her juices into his mouth as he delved deeper, his lips sealing around her with a wet smack.

Summer’s hands clutched the vest, now bunched up near her collarbone, her breasts swaying with each movement.

She tried to muffle her cries, but moans escaped in bursts—"Ah! Oh! Mmm!"—her voice trembling as Don’s rhythm quickened.

The room filled with the sounds of wet suction and her ragged breathing.

Summer’s hands soon moved to cup her breasts, squeezing them tightly and using her fingers to brush against her nipples. As for the vest bunched up near her collarbone, she brought it to her mouth, biting down on the fabric to muffle her cries.

But the moans still escaped, low and uncontrollable, as Don’s relentless tongue drove her closer to the edge.

Below, she couldn’t resist the urge to move, her hips shifting and grinding against Don’s face, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her.

Mmph~ emmm~ mmpf~

Her moans grew muffled, blending with the faint music still playing in the background, accompanied by the unmistakable sounds of Don’s relentless efforts—slrps~ and licks~ echoing from between her thighs.

Don kept at his pace, his tongue roaming up and down her folds with a rhythm that left her breathless.

Then, without warning, he paused at the bottom of his stroke, his warm breath teasing her sensitive skin.

Summer tensed, her grip on the vest tightening as she anticipated what was coming next. Mmph~ mmpf~

Don didn’t disappoint; he slipped his tongue inside her, the sudden invasion causing her to gasp sharply.

As Don’s tongue slid inside her, Summer’s body stiffened, her muscles tensing in response to the invasion.

The wet, slippery sensation of his tongue moving against her inner walls was overwhelming, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her. Oh~ ah~

She squeezed her breasts tightly, her fingers digging into the flesh as she tried to process the intense feelings.

The vest in her mouth muffled her moans, but they were still clear, still escaping as low, uncontrollable sounds. Mmph~ mmpf~

As Don’s tongue delved deeper, Summer’s hand instinctively reached out, her fingers brushing against the back of his head.

Her thighs tightened around him, a reflexive attempt to control the overwhelming sensation.

But as his warm breath tickled across her skin and his tongue continued its relentless exploration, she hesitated.

The initial shock gave way to a growing desire, and instead of pushing him away, she found herself wanting more.

Her grip on his head remained, but it was no longer to stop him—now, it was to pull him closer.

Don, sensing her need, deepened his exploration, his tongue probing further into her slick passage.

The warmth of his breath mingled with the wetness of her folds, creating a sensation that was both soothing and exhilarating.

Each flick of his tongue sent shivers coursing through her body, her moans muffled by the vest she still clutched in her teeth. Ah~ nghhh~ mmpf~

As Don’s tongue delved deeper, Summer’s conflicting emotions swirled in her chest. It felt wrong, yet so incredibly right—powerful, even. Her hesitation wasn’t from a lack of desire but from the overwhelming embarrassment and shyness that gripped her.

She wasn’t one to admit her feelings, especially not these, which she was only now beginning to explore.

As Don continued, Summer’s fingers worked at her nipple, trying to mimic Don’s actions from earlier. It didn’t feel as great as when he did it, but it still added to the overwhelming pleasure Summer felt.

The vest remained clutched in her teeth, muffling her moans, but the sounds of Don’s relentless efforts—slurp~ and flick~—filled the air.

That is until Don suddenly paused and slowly removed his tongue. Summer could barely react to it before he dragged it upward between her folds before planting it on her clit.

Summer let out muffled moans because of this as Don licked and sucked on it. The sudden shift in attention made her hips jerk, her hands still gripping the vest tightly as the fabric stretched between her teeth.

Don’s tongue was relentless, circling her clit with precise strokes, each flick causing her body to tremble ever so slightly. The sound of his mouth working her—slurp~ slurp~—mingled with her muffled cries. Ah~ MMFPH~ NGH~~

Just as Summer felt herself teetering on the brink of an explosive climax, a knock echoed through the door, making her eyes widen in terror. Her breath hitched, and she froze, her fingers tightening around the vest. "W-wait! S-stop!" she tried to whisper urgently to Don, her voice trembling with fear.

But Don on the other hand already knew who it was behind the door so he continued his assault on Summer’s clit, pushing her over the edge.

Summer’s body didn’t stay frozen for long as an orgasm hit her, making her arched her back in a desperate attempt to escape the overwhelming pleasure.

Her eyes rolled back, and her toes curled tightly, the sensations too intense to contain. "NGHH~"

Don’s relentless tongue work had pushed her over the edge. Her hips bucked against his face, her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer even as she wanted to push him away.

The orgasm ripped through her, wave after wave of pleasure that left her breathless and trembling.

As her body collapsed back onto the bed, Summer’s chest heaved, her breasts rising and falling with each ragged breath.

Her face was still a deep crimson flush, and her mind was in a chaotic jumble of emotions.

The vest still clutched between her teeth muffled the remnants of her moans, but her lips trembled, releasing faint, shaky gasps.

Don’s relentless assault on her clit had left her utterly drained, yet the aftershocks of pleasure still tingled through her body.

Her thighs, still trembling, slowly relaxed their grip on Don’s head, though her fingers remained tangled in his hair, now more out of dazed exhaustion than desire.

She was only brought out of this daze when the knock sounded again.

It immediately caused her to erupt from her messy position and move under her sheets, asking in a shaky voice "ahem~ W-who’s there?"

A/N: And that’s a wrap. Nothing too crazy in the smut scene department but slow and steady wins the race. Truthfully I’m still largely experimenting with smut scenes so feel free to give feedback. It’s unlikely I’ll improve much in this area alone given I don’t read much smut fiction anymore, given what’s out there these days I’m sure you understand. Anyway, thanks for reading, Now I’m gonna try to rest up, still feel like shit.