I wanted her teased and dripping before we start.

You find yourself throbbing with anticipation in the dark. You can feel the excitement and the wonder of it. Flora isn’t the first girl to mount you, of course, but you’ve never wanted a (mortal) girl to be on top of you this badly before.

Your hands join together as you blindly guide yourself into her sensitive gash with your other hand. A few sighs and awkward gasps are coaxed out during this process, but as soon as you get the tip plugged into her, there’s a moment of bliss.

“Oh, fuuuck~!” Flora quietly whimpers. “Oh God, yes!!”

In the darkness of your room, you can’t help but notice that your sense of touch is more sensitive. You can feel every inch of your cock get stimulated with pleasure as it slides into Flora’s tight slit.

You reach out and touch her breasts as she lowers herself to further the connection of your bodies. She’s warm– warmer than she had suggested when she first slithered into your bedsheets. Your hands roll down her sides, admiring her curves and heat as more of you are coaxed closer to her womb.

Small, less-than-innocent murmurs bubble out of her mouth, voicing incoherent wishes of sexually obtained bliss. You can feel her hips rolling, milking your dick as she fights the urge to scream. You hold her steady and gently move your hips forward.

Eventually, she grabs both your hands and leans forward. You can only see the vague characteristics of her face, but her panting is pronounced. You feel and smell her breath as she finally lowers herself all the way down your shaft. She grinds slightly, moving around while she is impaled by your member.

“Balls deep,” she gasps. “You’re balls deep inside of me, Warren.”

“You feel incredible,” you whisper back.

“That…I was thinking the same thing about you~!” Flora’s voice pitches a tone higher than usual, but you suppose your dick has something to do with that.

With your fingers intertwined, you gently squeeze her hands. “Are you OK?”

She giggles slightly, and you think you can see Flora’s lips in a cute smile. “Of course,” she leans in to kiss you. As you kiss, she moves again, proceeding with her ride while you dance with your tongues.

You gently work your waist against her busy hips, fucking her as she grinds at first, but when she stops moving, you take over and begin thrusting– full send without worry about it for a couple of seconds before she starts moaning. You feel her breathing against you. You haven’t stopped, but you’ve slowed down considerably, so she doesn’t make too much noise. She’s got herself wrapped around you, so even the slightest of movements gives you sensual stimulation. You warn her that she needs to be quiet, but you can tell lust is taking over her mind as she replies. “I want them to hear,” she murmurs between harsh breaths. “Then they’ll have to kick us out.”

Your cock twitches, making her shiver, and she lets out another weak moan. You shudder as well, but you let go of her hand and play with her ass cheeks, slowly moving in and out her gash as it makes lewd noises.

To be honest, it was becoming hard for you to think straight too, but there was no gain with the risk of you being caught, so you proceeded to screw into her pussy in slow motions, enjoying every inch you were poking into. The sounds from not just your filthy acts but also the constant low yelps and beep breaths from Flora, too– the dark made these noises seem much more intimate than if she could be seen. In your mind, however, you saw her face, pink with bliss and wet with emotion; her eyes were either dull in color or wild with love; you couldn’t decide which suited her best in this moment of intimacy.

You change your grip and practically begin hugging her, so Flora’s chest is firmly pressed against yours while you work your hips into hers. Those dirty, naughty moans increase in volume, making your heart race with anticipation. Will you be heard, or will you not? You kiss her, hoping you stifle your sounds of lovemaking, but it gives her confidence to be louder now that she’s muffled.

Beneath her weight and experiencing all of these sensations, you rapidly approached your limit. While you are coming to the conclusion of how to spend your orgasm, Flora is releasing all of her worth over you, spreading her girl-brand cum all over your cock like she had an endless supply of juices in her system.

She huffs, her breath not just hot against your ear but also seductive. Her words have been forgotten, and the mutual fear of getting caught has the leftovers trapped in her lungs, despite her saying she didn’t care about being seen by the others.

Flora lets out a few raspy words, telling you that you are hitting all the right spots in her tunnel, and she does work these compliments out; she shivers and lets out a pitched yelp again– likely cumming a second time while your cock is driven into her depths a countless time. In the meantime, you are also in an ocean of sexual emotions; your cock feels overly sensitive and near its point of no returns. Your senses of touch and sound fuel the desire to let loose and fill her to the brim.

All other humans and spiritual entities are suddenly forgotten in the moment of lust. You warn Flora that you are about to cum, but all this conjures her to do is bite lightly down on your shoulder. Taking that as the “OK” to cum inside of her, you start pumping an ample amount of spunk into her tightness, painting them in a clear and milky substance too. You want to groan with Flora, but you have to hold your breath just so you aren’t blowing your own cover, either. You can feel Flora’s saliva drain from her mouth and over your shoulder as she feels the hot load invade her most private space. There’s no regret from either member of the party.

You grab Flora’s ass and gently motion her up and down on your rod while you are still hard but now softening. Eventually, you slip out after a dozen or show passes, and she grunts. Cool air fills the gaping hole as your mixed cocktail of sex spills out on top of you.

“I…fucking can’t…” Flora laughs a little and kisses you passionately. Her tongue rolls around yours and slithers around your teeth like a playground before returning. “That was so hot.”