Melissa was thoroughly enjoying the situation — riding the bound and restrained boy as if she were violating him, perfectly matching her sexual preference.
In that state, the boy was relentlessly attacking her left breast, her clear sexual weakness. Melissa’s arousal surged rapidly.
Sweet, desperate moans kept spilling from her lips.
While basking in intense pleasure, she could feel her climax rapidly approaching.
"You’re about to cum soon, aren’t you?"
Noticing her sister nearing orgasm, Nerissa asked with clear enjoyment. Having occasionally had sex with Melissa herself, Nerissa could easily tell from her sister’s expression that she was close.
Melissa had no room to answer. A massive wave of pleasure was already crashing over her.
"Ah... so good... yes... I’m... ah... aaahhh!!"
Her broken words melted into lewd cries.
Melissa reached climax almost too easily. She clung tightly to the boy, her body trembling with orgasmic bliss as she continued slamming her hips down fiercely.
The sudden intensity also pushed the boy to the edge.
(Is it because of that long blowjob earlier? I’m... getting close too.)
Before they started having sex in the cowgirl position, Melissa had given him a long, thorough blowjob. As a result, his sensitivity was already very high when they began riding.
(Plus, she’s pressing these huge tits right into my face... and she’s so tight down there.)
The boy was a huge fan of women’s breasts — especially large ones. Having his face buried in Melissa’s ample chest while sucking and licking them was an incredibly arousing situation for him.
On top of that, Melissa’s trained, powerful body had an exceptionally tight grip. Being squeezed and ridden so vigorously made it inevitable that the boy would be overwhelmed with pleasure.
(Well... Melissa already came, so I guess it’s fine if I finish too.)
Even while dazed with pleasure, the boy thought calmly.
(I should be able to copy the skill...)
The boy’s rule was to hold back his own orgasm until the woman climaxed first. But once she had cum, he was free to finish — his objective would be fulfilled.
Since there was no need to endure any longer, he stopped resisting the oncoming wave of pleasure.
(Ah... I’m... cumming!)
Letting out a pathetic moan, the boy reached his climax. He ejaculated hard, pumping warm semen deep inside Melissa’s vagina.
"It’s... coming out inside me... so warm..."
Feeling the boy release inside her, Melissa muttered dreamily. Still riding the aftershocks of her orgasm, she leaned down and greedily kissed him again.
The boy melted in ecstasy as he finished ejaculating. Once it was over, his arousal quickly faded and his erection began to soften.
Sensing the boy’s member shrinking inside her, Melissa realized the act was ending. She lifted her hips, pulling him out of her, then collapsed on top of him and gently stroked his body.
The two shifted into afterplay. For a while, they stayed like that, calming their ragged breathing and cooling their heated bodies.
Nerissa, who had been watching them from the same bed, spoke up once they had calmed down a little.
"...It’s about time you let me have a turn."
As she spoke, Nerissa placed a box of tissues near Melissa.
"I’m still not satisfied yet."
While watching the two have sex, Nerissa had thoughtfully prepared the tissues for cleanup. The box had been sitting on the small table between the two beds.
"What are you saying? We should let him rest a little," Melissa replied. She sluggishly sat up and looked down at the boy.
"Unlike us, this boy just serviced both you and me back-to-back."
"That’s... true," Nerissa agreed.
She realized that while she had been resting, the boy had been continuously satisfying both sisters.
"You’re right. We should let him rest."
"The night is still long anyway. There’s no need to rush."
Saying that, Nerissa got off the bed.
"I’ll go get us some drinks."
She headed toward the simple kitchen near the room’s entrance. Since many guests cooked for themselves, the hotel rooms came with a basic kitchenette and a small refrigerator.
"Even if we’re taking a break, we should clean up first..."
Muttering to herself, Melissa reached for the tissue box and pulled out several sheets. She then gently wiped the boy’s crotch.
"U-um... I can clean myself! Please undo the belts!" the boy said shyly.
"Don’t be shy. It’ll be quick, and I enjoy doing it," Melissa replied.
True to her words, she quickly finished cleaning him. Then she wiped away the mixture of semen and her own love juices from between her legs.
Afterward, Melissa balled up the used tissues and skillfully tossed them into the trash can near the table. She then began unfastening the belts restraining the boy.
"I kept them pretty loose, but did they hurt?"
"I’m fine," the boy answered immediately.
"Good then."
Melissa looked relieved. With practiced hands, she quickly removed all the belts from his wrists and ankles.
Now free, the boy sat up on the bed. He stretched his arms and legs, moving them around while still seated. They weren’t painful, but after being restrained for so long, he simply wanted to loosen up his limbs.