Brimful Depravation
Chapter 60: Making Love Versus Having Sex. (Part 2)

Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Making Love Versus Having Sex. (Part 2)

"*Ngh Ahh*"; A whimpering moan is the response of the Lady after receiving a double spank followed by a good groping over her ass cheeks.

* "First (Slap) Grab": +125 Proficiency *

* "This Is Mine": +450 Proficiency *

Etzchielle opens her eyes, locking her sight with Khallyon’s, nodding submissively as if he were the responsible for the notification.

Without interrupting their kissing session; The Young Man moves the Damsel to be near his body; Etzchielle’s panties are already damped with her natural lubrication, and sensing the heat of Khallyon’s body, the Damsel instinctively starts grinding her pelvis, sliding slowly against the flaccid manhood of the Rouge Cadet.

The stimulation sends a shiver across the Lady’s back, making her dizzy for a moment, using both hands to hold the virility of Khallyon, recovering momentarily her stability, and wrapping more adequately her dainty fingers on the Young Man’s flesh, so the former can start stroking the growing phallus of her Awaited Lover.

* "Erection": +100 Proficiency *

A muffled moan resounds in the mouths of the kissing couple; Something about the notifications give Etzchielle the confidence to be more proactive, speeding up the swirling motion of her hands.

Khallyon grasp over the buttocks of the Lady is enough to maintain the ongoing grinding; Slowly stripping to the side the fabric of the pinkish panties, until the bare skin of both sexes is touching one another.

As Naíndra has mentioned, there is no need for words, talking at this point is more than superfluous, and Etzchielle aligning the entrance of her vagina to receive the bulbous head of Khallyon’s cock, is all the permission and agreement they need from each other.

Nevertheless, Khallyon feels the eerie sensation cursing through his spine, making pretty clear for him, that his actions are extremely hasty.

The primitive instincts of adaptability that work so well for the Rouge Cadet, come out like a cascade, hitting him with full force; Moving his hands to hold Etzchielle’s torso, the Young Man prevents the Damsel from impaling herself on the former’s manhood.

The Lady is flabbergasted by this change of pace, as she was extremely close to become one with her Awaited Lover; The Young Man doesn’t give any explanation, instead, he throws back Etzchielle.

The Damsel and her two companions witnessing the event have opposite expressions; Kryannette is surprised by this apparent rejection, while Naíndra looks even more excited than ever before.

Etzchielle bounce in the soft bed, she is still stupefied by what is happening, and this incomprehension increases as she feels the strong hands of Khallyon grabbing her by the shins and pulling her towards him.

The Young Man swiftly lowers the panties of Etzchielle up to the knees; Rising the Lady’s legs and passing the hanging panties to be at Etzchielle’s nape.

With just those simple moves of Khallyon; The Damsel ends up completely immobilized, defenseless against the passionate, hungry and thirsty Young Man, who sees a wonderful dish; The shaved pussy of Etzchielle.

"Do you always take care of yourself like this Ryenelle?"; Khallyon asks playfully, making the Damsel more embarrassed than before as she shakes her head in negation.

"No?, Curious... , Then you did this for me?"; Etzchielle is overwhelmed, blushing profusely and nodding with astonishment.

The Young Man grins and the Lady bites her lips as she observes her moisten vagina, looking no different than a glassed bread; And if she has such thought, is evident that Khallyon has to have it too, especially as he comes closer.

* "Climax": +365 Proficiency *

* "First Squirting": +975 Proficiency *

The tension is too much for Etzchielle to withstand for longer, releasing a stream of Dark Purple Liquid with a sweet grape flavor over Khallyon’s mouth; The Young Man forgets the playful teasing, swallowing the fluid with too much interest to be a simple coincidence.

*"First (Sucking) Touch": +350 Proficiency*

*"First R-Nourishment":+3,125 Proficiency*

* Level Up *

* "R-Nourishment": +2,163 Proficiency *

{So "Touch" and "Grasp" are not intrinsically attached to the Breasts or Buttocks of the women I touch, and somehow my own dick doesn’t count either; Then, How is this taken into considered?}

It takes a moment for Khallyon to regain his senses, for a brief moment he managed to perceive something similar to being drunk, the dizziness and disorientation of not having enough control over one’s actions.

"You taste delicious Ryenelle..."; Khallyon has never been one to shy away from his thoughts, and blurting out this fact, is sufficient incentive for Naíndra to approach and steal a kiss from the Young Man.

The Vixen Bombshell rise an eyebrow with obvious surprise; When she only got scraps for the little amount of liquid she managed to lick from Khallyon’s mouth; It is undeniable how delicious Etzchielle’s nectar is.

"Wow, I have some chains, sedatives and a vibrator too Khallyon, Let’s tie Tzelle to your bed so she remains here, producing more of this sweet drink"...

For a moment the Young Man can really foresee such a future, and even ponders for a second in the possibility; However, he has another way of "Tying" Etzchielle to him.

"Thanks for the offer, but I don’t need ropes to have Ryenelle by my side, as we eventually would get married"...

* "Climax": +365 Proficiency *

* "Squirting": +415 Proficiency *

Khallyon’s words produce and unleash another orgasm in Etzchielle, followed by a new discharge of her sweet vaginal fluid, which is devoured by the Young Man without leaving a single drop to fall on the bed sheets.

* "R-Nourishment": +2,478 Proficiency *

"You shouldn’t be so obvious Tzelle"; Playfully scolds Naíndra as she rubs the temples of Etzchielle, and licks the little sweat of the Lady’s forehead "If you are that easy, How will you say, NO, to Khallyon when he wants to do something crazy?".

"I will never be against him; Reveals Etzchielle, somehow speaking coherently enough and without stuttering from the pleasure she is feeling "I will support any decision Khallyon takes, until my last breath"...

"Well said Tzelle, that is exactly like, LOVE, should always be..."; The Vixen Bombshell pauses for a moment observing the beautiful face of Etzchielle before kissing the Lady on the forehead, repeating the motion without stopping the rubbing over the Lady’s temples...