Chapter 142 – Interruption

Once the pleasure abated, her vision came back and she was finally allowed to understand the situation. Benjamin's head was still in between her legs and licking her pussy diligently, currently focusing on her labia minora. This was the only reason the pleasure went down enough to allow her to realize what happened. The person who squealed was her and it was due to him directly aiming for her clitoris and sucking strongly on it. That had taken her by surprise and provoked her strong orgasm. She, who had been a virgin for as long as her age, now understood why all women wanted a partner for sex. The fact that the stimulation was given and not under control made things so much better than masturbation.

Seeing the boy still trying hard to work on her cunt, she felt her heart warm up, a large feeling of appreciation swelling up. Could this be love? She put her hands on his head - his hair was so smooth and enjoyable to the touch - and tried to transmit these emotions.

"I love it! You are the best! Please, don't stop!"

I came out a bit differently from what she had wanted to express but she didn't dwell on the matter. As if encouraged by her words, he was now plunging his warm and soft tongue inside her vagina. Oh my goodness, this felt amazing. This guy was so good. His tongue explored her insides until she felt a burst of pleasure coming from a specific spot. He had found one of her sensitive bits, a part she often titillated when playing with herself. As if he knew he had found it, he pinpointed the location and the tip of his tongue focused on it, attacking it endlessly. Darn, it felt nothing like when she did it herself. She was already going to come again.

"Yes! Right there! It's so good! Right there, right there, right there! I'm cumming!"

She tensed up, her legs opening up as far as possible, her fingers gripping his hair. The climax took her, deep and gratifying, simply amazing. Her toes curled up, her back fell on the bed, and her twat released yet another spurt of juices while contracting around his tongue. Her body trembled in bliss and she barely could register him swallowing all of her fluids. The thought of him gulping her cum made her so hot; this guy was so unrestrained. What's more, he was so good at kissing and eating pussy. How come he was so good at everything? Was he a god who descended from heaven to console her in her sorrow? There wasn't any other possible explanation.

When she went down from her high, she realized what she had yelled before her orgasm and felt a bit embarrassed. She never thought she would blurt out something like this. The pleasure had been so great that she had just said anything that had gone through her head, without caring about any consequences. So this was real sex, so good that she couldn't pay mind to her image anymore.

What's more, the boy was unstoppable. She had sort of expected him to take a break at some point, even though that would have been disappointing, but that wasn't the case. On the contrary, he upped his game. After a few more minutes of him exploring her cunt with his tongue and her getting a few good orgasms from it, he began to use his fingers on her clitoris. Right after one climax, he put a finger on her bean and made some small circles around it. She shivered at the additional feeling and after she got used to it, he switched his finger to directly flicker it. She instantly cummed, her sensitive clit being directly stimulated sending her to heaven. On top of that, he was relentless and continued to flicker it faster and faster, stronger and stronger, all the while still tonguing her. The pleasure went directly to her brain and her climaxes only went crescendo. She had never felt so good before in her life.

"Aaahhh! Aaahhh! Cumming! Oh gosh! Oh Gosh! It's sooo gooood! I'm coming again, coming, coming, coming! Ooooohhhhh!"

She exploded in a great orgasm, her back arching as much as was humanly possible, her body twitching crazily, and her pussy releasing another wave of juices. Her whole being contracted in the pleasure of the climax, trying its best to savor it as much as possible.

As usual, Benjamin clung to her the best he could to stimulate her until the end and give her the most perfect climax possible. At that exact moment, the door of the room opened up with a bang and he heard a voice shouting.

"Can't you be quiet when you masturbate? We can hear you from all over the house!"

Surprised, he quickly exited the sweet pussy, released Alena, and turned toward the intruder. It was a girl that looked like she was a little younger than Nova. She had brown short hair and rectangular grey glasses. She was wearing a yellow dress with blue city shoes and looked like an older variant of Alena. After witnessing the scene in front of her, she had an expression of total incomprehension, as if she was seeing something impossible. After a few seconds, the best she could do was to open her mouth to declare.

"...What the hell?"

Although he had been taken by surprise by the situation, Benjamin still managed to get a hold of himself. It wasn't like he hadn't expected something like this to happen someday. He immediately overclocked his brain and went into deep thinking in the hope of finding a good way to handle the current situation.

There was Alena, who was currently recuperating from her last great orgasm, lying on the bed. There was this girl, who was looking over the scene in the bedroom with her eyes wide open, her expression slowly switching from stupefaction to a mix of anger and jealousy. And then there was him, his face and fingers still smeared by Alena's juices, examining the girl who probably was Alena's sister.

After overheating his gray matter for a few seconds, it eventually came to him, the best way to resolve this situation.