The Show Before Dinner

The Stairway leads up to a dimly lit long corridor dividing the hunter’s living quarters. Two doors were in the dead center, situated opposite to one another. At the end of the corridor, you saw another smaller room, probably the washroom. The staircase still went upstairs, meaning more floors or an attic.

A faint moaning could be heard from the left room, your interest was piqued. You tiptoed along the corridor and put your head to the door.

“Uhhmm.....Yeahhhhh...Mmmmm......Maaaxxx....” you could hear Kal moaning with a voice full of depravity

“Huh, it seems a parent and their children, do think alike?” you gave the door a slight push, the door was not locked. “Woah the audacity!! Did she masturbate without locking the door? She is one depraved pervert”

You got on all fours and slightly opened the door to take a peak. There was no lanterns in the room, but there was plenty of moonlight coming through a large gap cut into the wooden walls, behind the bedframe, possibly a window. Also, Plenty of light escaped through the gaps in the wooden walls giving the room brilliant lightning. There were a few furniture all around the room but the one which caught your attention was the huge bed, where a woman laid.

The silhouette of Kal was mesmerizing. She sprawled on the bed, with white sheets half-covering her bare form. Her auburn hair blazed in the moonlight, breasts heaving, the bottom half covered by the sheets. One of her nipples was exposed, which stood proud and erect, rosy pink in the moonlight.

She lay still and quiet. The room was silent, for a moment you thought you got caught, but Kal was in a world of her own.

In her hands, she held a towel, your towel, the one which you used to clean her and then yourself, one in which both your sweats and scents were mixed.

“That was the one thing she took...Oh, thank god! She is just a colossal pervert” you thought in relief.

She looked at it like it was a precious family heirloom, dreamy look in her eyes. She nuzzled her face into the towel and took a good whiff

“Ohhhh...Maxxxxx........Ye smell soooo good” Kal moaned in a dreamy voice

She took another whiff, with a free hand she squeezed her breasts, kneading them with her rough hands. This wasn’t enough, she began to pinch her nipple, pulling it all the while she inhaled your manly smell.

“nooooo....not enoughhhhh” Kal whined in desperation

She put the towel to her face, covering it entirely. With both free hands, she began to **** her boobs, thoroughly. Massaging her puppies, kneading them, pulling the nipples, pushing them together, and rubbing it on one another. Her moans were that of desperation, of depravity

You could see whatever satisfaction she was hoping for, she wasn’t getting it. She wanted to recreate the feeling she got when she was with you. Her breasts never had felt that good before. And it wasn’t feeling that good now. Her **** attempts lacked in comparison.

Then she did something which amazed you, bringing a sense of pride and arousal with it.

Kal, with both her hands, she pulled a nipple into her mouth. Recreating the act you both performed earlier. She tried to suck it first, soon gave a small nibble, licking all around her areola.

You were still amazed at the size of her jugs that made this insane erotic act possible.

Then she swallowed her entire areola into her mouth, sucking her nipple like a hungry infant, trying to drink her own milk, soon the next nipple joined the fray.

Both her nipples were now enjoying the full attention of her mouth, while each hand milked their respective udders desperately clawing to get milk into her mouth.

“Hmm...what a perfect perpetual engine," you thought

The sweet smell of her sex overflowed the room. Her attention soon turned downstairs.

A hand went under the sheets while the free arm pushed her tits from the base, not letting it fall from her mouth

“Mmmmmmmm...mmmmmmm” you knew her hand had found her pussy. She convulsed and turned, getting lost in the action. The sheets were getting pushed off revealing her giant body.

You saw her long creamy legs, sweaty and shining in the moonlight, the huge bubble butt that was on par with her daughter’s and the hand the fingered her wet pink folds.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm” Her muffled moans still had a hint of desperation. She wasn’t getting enough...

She took the hands that supported her breasts, nipples fell with a loud ‘plop’, grabbed the towel from one end to another, measuring it with her hand, gave it one good final whiff and brought the towel between her inner thighs, grinding it into her clit with her hands moving in sync. The long towel was used to gyrate into her pussy as she pulled consecutively with her hands.

The show was something mesmerizing, A giant goddess playing with her pussy by grinding against your smelly towel. Her body arched, her breasts standing proud, nipples leaky and erect, the gyrating only intensified. One arm behind her butt and the other in front of her pussy, both tirelessly pulled towards their direction. Her figure, now a giant arch with her head and legs supporting her form, a moaning almost similar to screaming resounded in the wood cabin.

“Ahhhhhh...Maaaaaaaxxx......Make me yourssss.....Gimmeeee yarrrr dickk” she screamed as the towel was drenched with her juices. After the intense climax, she fell back, breast bouncing. Her body was a mess, the whole bed was drenched in her juices, milk, and sweat. Her inner thighs were red due to heavy friction with the towel. Breasts were raw and looked pretty roughed up, nipples looking sore and sensitive. The towel stuck to her snatch, arms on either side, glazed expression in her face, her vibrant hair stuck to her face due to intense sweat. She laid there like a sleeping goddess the moonbeam lightning her body made her look divine.

You couldn’t take it anymore, your dick felt like it was on fire. You didn’t want to be part of the audience anymore, you wanted to be part of the show.