«I–I want to as well, Jace... I want to have sex with you too...»
Kimberly... did she really say what I think she said? My ears aren’t playing tricks on , right?
But I don’t even have ti to open my mouth to ask whether she’s serious or just joking — because she firmly places her hand over my eyes.
«I–I’ll do it with you, but on one condition...» she continues. «I–I don’t want you to look at while we do it... it would be too embarrassing...»
I nod, even though I honestly can’t understand the reason behind such a bizarre request.
«Alright, no problem. But can I at least know why?»
«I–I’ll explain right away,» she stamrs, keeping her hand pressed over my eyes while, with the other, she’s clearly doing sothing — though I can’t tell what. «Talking about Mia made realize just how strong your resemblance is... and the more I look at you, the more you remind of her. M–Maybe that’s why my body is asking to be taken by you right now... and it’s precisely because of that resemblance that I don’t want you to look at , just like I didn’t let her look at when we did it... Mia Volkom — and by extension you as well — are too... too beautiful. Much more than I am... and that makes deeply uncomfortable. And besides, what I’m doing is a betrayal — both of the God of Light and of Mia. I don’t want anyone to see while I soil my body and my soul like this...»
Okay, this isn’t the first ti I’ve realized Kimberly is obsessed with the God of Light and all those stupid doctrines about purity and the like... but her reasoning still makes no sense! I an, not seeing her doesn’t magically an we’re not having sex!
«It’s not very nice to call having sex with "soiling yourself," you know... and anyway, your argunt doesn’t make any sense. First, because you’re the one who’s way more beautiful than — believe , I really an it, it’s not just a line. And second, you and Mia aren’t together! You told you haven’t seen each other in two years, and I seriously doubt that a girl our age — on top of that, a vampire — has kept her legs closed just for so platonic love. She’s probably moved on, maybe even having fun right now! And you should do the sa!»
But my words go in one ear and out the other. Completely wasted breath.
«I–I don’t care if it doesn’t make sense to you!» she snaps. «What matters is that it does to , and I don’t have to sit here convincing you of the reasons behind my choices! So either we do it my way, or not at all!»
«Ugh... fine, you win...» I mutter resignedly. After all, better to have sex with Kimberly with my eyes closed than not at all.
At that mont, I feel the hand covering my eyes slide away — but at the sa ti she blindfolds with a piece of fabric, tying it around my head.
It feels like... lace? Oh, shit... are those her panties?! So that’s what she was doing with her other hand — taking them off...?
It’s the first ti I’ve ever had sex blindfolded with a girl’s underwear — lania never even thought of sothing like this! So much for the pure and chaste girl... I seriously doubt she learned tricks like this in church!
And just the idea of having her panties on my face makes so hard I’m afraid I might tear through my sweatpants — though they don’t stay on for long.
Completely blindfolded, I can only imagine what she’s doing.
First, she pulls my pants down to my ankles, then my underwear. Then... nothing, for several seconds.
A change of heart? Fuck, I really hope not! And thankfully, I soon realize that’s not the case.
I feel her sit astride . Instinctively, I reach forward, my fingertips brushing against the smooth, bare skin of her thighs. Right — she was wearing leggings tonight. That ans that to take off her panties... she must have taken off the leggings first.
A soft moan reaches my ears as I grip her thighs.
I feel her lower herself slowly... until sothing wet touches the tip of my cock — without a doubt, her pussy.
I still can’t quite believe it... I’m really about to fuck her! Sure, it took the fear of imminent death and an uncanny resemblance to that Mia Volkom she’s hopelessly in love with... but who cares!
She sinks down on with excruciating slowness — probably out of fear of the pain that a cock like mine might cause to a completely inexperienced pussy like hers. But finally, I feel her naked thighs press against mine, her breasts against my chest... and every single inch of my cock buried inside her.
And after that... she goes completely still.
Well, considering she’s only had sex once in her life — and with a woman — I guess she needs a bit of guidance.
My hands slide from her thighs to her tight, athletic ass, and I squeeze it hard, making her let out a sharper moan. Then I start moving her hips back and forth on — slowly at first, because of the small gasps of pain she lets out as she adjusts to my size, but as that pain turns into pleasure, I guide her faster and faster, until she finally takes the initiative herself.
I feel her lean down over , her arms wrapping around my neck... and her tongue slipping into my mouth, while her hips rock more and more intensely.
Even the way she kisses is awkward — chanical and repetitive, like a robot programd to perform a single motion. Her tongue circles with the sa rhythm and direction every ti, but I’m not surprised. From the mont I first saw her, I already knew that if I ever managed to fuck her, it would probably be underwhelming. But she strikes as soone who learns quickly, and the idea of being the man who first — and perhaps last — opened her eyes to the pleasures of the flesh... turns on like crazy!
There are still several hours before the start of that suicide mission... and I intend to spend every single possible second with my cock inside her!
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