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The thunder roared.
It was loud. Perfect. She can’t be heard. Having Pleng all over her today was too much to bear. Pleng still doesn’t seem to realize her effect on Wan. Every touch is electric. A look from her, even annoyed, especially annoyed, sends shivers down her spine. It was torture having to act calm around that much beauty, that sweet shape of her body, her smooth fair skin, her angry voice, her fragrant scent. Wan couldn’t take it anymore. She pulled down her boxers and started imagining Pleng’s face from earlier. Too close to her own, angry voice, complaining, “I don’t have to wear modestly for your sake. If you can’t handle it, pluck your eyes out!”
In this version, in Wan’s mind, hand wrapping around her bulge, Pleng was straddling her, humping on her, still with that angry look on her face. Pleng was choking her, gently, her hands around her neck. Her thumb tracing her addam’s apple. It was so incredibly sexy she could almost come.
A knock.
“FUCK FUCK FUCK. SHIT SHIT SHIT. FUCK. THIS CANNOT BE FUCKING HAPPENING” She whispered in panic as she pulled her pants up putting a pillow over her painfully hard dick.
“I’m going to cry,” She said to herself as the knob started moving and the door slowly opened revealing Pleng on the other side.
Her heart was loud against her chest she could barely make out what Pleng was saying. Pleng, now completely inside her bedroom, closed the door behind her.
“So can I sleep here tonight?” Pleng said softly in a slightly embarrassed tone.
Wan choked and coughed.
“W-what?” She asked trying to catch some air, trying to catch her sanity.
“The thunderstorm. I’m scared” Pleng said, moving closer.
“O-oh.” Wan said in panic as Pleng went to lie down beside her.
It was not a huge bed. It was a double bed that was the perfectly normal size for a single person. Pleng was was only a few inches away from her. She could feel her warmth. She could hear her breathing. She could smell her shampoo. She is still torturously hard, even harder than before. She stood abruptly, with a pillow on her crotch.
“I have to go to the bathroom,” She said as she awkwardly ran towards the door.
“What!?” Pleng said angrily.
“I just told you I was afraid and you’re leaving me alone!?” She said sitting up, eyes wide, 50% in anger, 50% terrified.
Before Wan could say anything, the room suddenly lit up. Pleng ran towards her, hands covering her ears bracing for the thunder and she flushed herself close to Wan when it finally roared.
Wan’s mind was having the worst time of her life but her body was having the best of it. She was uncontrollably leaning in to Pleng, smelling her hair, penis growing impossibly harder. She was trying so hard to hold back her moan. She exhaled hard, almost choking.
“Please don’t leave me alone. Just pee in a cup or something.” Pleng said holding on to her shirt. Just a pillow between them and Wan swears she was gonna faint anytime soon.
“Pleng..” She said, already making up her mind that she has no choice but to surrender to honesty. Her brain isn’t working and the only thing she can think to say is the truth.
“Before you walked in.. I was doing something.” She said, voice low and shaking.
Pleng looked at her clueless. Like how she has been looking at her their entire lives.
“Something.. private. I got interrupted and now it’s painful. I need to take care of it so you can be comfortable being in the same room as me.” Wan said looking down, still awkwardly holding the pillow against her. Her hand tight around it like it was the heaviest thing on earth.
Pleng looked at the pillow between them. Realization hit her face and then…indifference. She looked like they just had another normal conversation that Wan started to question if Pleng understood her at all.
“I’m already comfortable. You can do it here.” She said it so casually that Wan doesn’t know if she heard it right.
Pleng dragged her by the end of her shirt towards the bed. At that point Wan has lost all her strength and brain power, she had no choice but to follow. Pleng sat her down to her side of the bed and then walked over to the other side to lie down, so casually, so unbothered, so… unbelievable.
Wan stared at her like she has grown two heads.
“Pleng!” She said, voice raised, finally taking in the absurdity of the situation.
“I was masturbating! My hand was on my dick. Then you walked in and asked if you could sleep beside me. I am still painfully hard and you’re telling me to do it here? With you in the room? In this bed? With you beside me?” She said lifting the pillow off her crotch showing Pleng how serious the problem is.
And Pleng, still unbothered, still calm, sat up and looked at her crotch closely.
“Your bigger than I imagined”
And her dick twitched.
It made Pleng look even more closer.
“Did it just move? On its own? I didn’t know they could do that.” Pleng said, excitement and curiosity in her voice and Wan swore she was gonna cry. She’ll cry right there. Nothing will surpass this level of embarrassment she feels.
“Well?” Pleng looked at her as if she’s the one doing questionable things in this situation.
“Are you not gonna do it yet? It does look painful. You better take care of it.” Pleng said as she leaned back on the headboard sitting in a way that made her have a better view of Wan’s body.
“With you watching?” Wan’s voice is lower now. Surrendering to Pleng. At this point she will just do whatever Pleng tells her to.
“Yes. I’m curious. I need to see why my mother told me to wear more modestly around you. What your hormones do to you. Were you thinking of me?” Pleng said in the same casual tone. At this point, Wan stopped questioning it. She honestly just wanted her dick relieved. She put her hand on it through her pajama pants and didn’t even hold back her moan.
“I was thinking about you. I was imagining you straddling me, your hips against me. Grinding. Moaning for me.” Wan said unashamed but refused to look in Pleng’s direction.
Wan felt the bed shift. Pleng moved, one leg over to her side, hovering between her thighs. Wan looked up, eyes wide in shock.
“Like this?” Pleng lowered herself, sitting on her thighs.
Wan was about to pass out. She really was. Her hand pushed down her bulge as if to try to hide it but the pressure made it even more unbearable. Her hips bucked. She closed her eyes and let out a groan.
“Pleng, what are you doing” She managed to say breathlessly.
“Your imagination is very doable. I can make it real right now.” Pleng said.
Her hand wrapped around Wan’s and pulled it away from her pants so she could straddle her properly.
“We’ve done everything together. It’s only natural we do this too.” She added as she put her hands on Wan’s shoulders to steady herself.
Wan’s hands instinctively wrapped around Pleng’s waist and pulled her close. Both moaned at the friction. Wan was utterly speechless. She was afraid if she said anything, it would all disappear and turn out to be just another wet dream.
Pleng rolled her hips.
“Oh my God!” Wan spoke out loud. She was bracing herself to wake up from this dream.
Another roll.
It wasn’t a dream. Wan’s hips bucked to meet Pleng.
“This is happening” Wan said pulling Pleng impossibly closer.
She looked up at Pleng’s face and saw her eyes closed, mouth slightly open, seemingly enjoying herself.
Gaining confidence, Wan kissed the valley between Pleng’s breast over her shirt and started kissing upwards until she meets Pleng’s neck. Pleng gasped and pulled Wan at the back of her head, encouraging her to keep going.
“Can I kiss you?” Wan asked, her breath against Pleng’s pulse.
“You already are.” Pleng said followed by a moan when Wan pulled her hips hard against her.
“I mean your mouth.” Wan said, kissing the line of her jaw towards her chin.
Pleng moved her face to find Wan’s mouth and Wan gasped into her. Her tongue immediately devoured Pleng’s and the sound Pleng made almost made her come. She had to move Pleng slightly to the side to have her grind on her thigh instead.
“Why?” Pleng said when she came up for air.
“I was about to come.” Wan answered, her mouth finding Pleng’s again.
“Isn’t that the point?” Pleng said against her lips, chuckling and moved her center back against Wan’s hard dick.
“I want this to last longer” Wan growled, trying to pull Pleng away.
“Then let’s just do it again” Pleng said, rolling her hips harder against her and Wan surrendered, letting the woman on top ride her and accepted her approaching orgasm.
When she was close, Wan’s hand on Pleng’s ass squeezed as she took control and sped up the pace. Wan kept gasping Pleng’s name as she reached for her high. Pleng’s moan got louder and higher in pitch when Wan took charge. She guided Wan’s mouth to her breast and Wan happily obliged sucking her nipple through the fabric.
“Yes, Wan!” Pleng said in the sexiest way possible and with a few more humps, Wan came inside her pajamas, growling and groaning, squeezing Pleng tight against her.
Pleng kissed her forehead waiting for her to calm down. Wan’s hands relaxed and found their way around Pleng’s waist again.
“How was it?” Pleng asked lifting Wan’s chin.
“Better than I imagined.” Wan said, eyes dazed.
“Good.” Pleng said as she pulled herself off her and went to lie down beside her.
Wan lied down too, not minding the mess inside her boxers. Not yet.
“So you normally just wrap your hand around it and pump until you come?” Pleng asked, in her usual casual tone.
“Yeah. Pretty much.” Wan answered staring at her, admiring the slight sweat on Pleng’s forehead and the visible blush from her neck to her cheeks.
“Wanna see how I do it?”
Wan choked again for the nth time that night.
“I feel so turned on from what we did earlier, I won’t be able to sleep unless I relieve myself.” Pleng said, her voice almost innocent, hand already reaching inside her shorts.
Her fingers already found wetness under her underwear. She moaned, loudly, sexily. And Wan already felt her dick alive again.
“What if I get hard again?” Wan asked, already leaning against her forearm trying to get a better view of Pleng’s hand between her legs.
“You already are” Pleng smirked pointing out the bulge in Wan’s pants.
“Oh,” Wan looked down, hand moving to try to cover it again.
Pleng continued to draw circles on her clit and she gasped and moaned in the most beautiful way Wan has ever seen.
Wan moved closer, facing Pleng’s center.
“Can I smell it?” She asked nervously, looking at Pleng.
Pleng pulled her fingers covered with arousal and pointed it towards Wan’s face.
Wan sniffed, like a dog, and moaned, grabbing her penis hard through her pants. And without permission, she licked Pleng’s fingers and moaned even louder. She took them in her mouth and sucked it clean.
“You taste even better than I imagined,” Wan said, now settling between Pleng’s legs, her hands finding the waistband of her shorts. She looked at Pleng for approval and the girl was already nodding for her to continue.
She pulled down both her shorts and underwear together, revealing Pleng’s glistening center. She can see the line of wetness being dragged by her underwear and Wan’s mouth watered. As soon as Pleng’s legs were free of the garments, Wan gave her one last look and when Pleng nodded again, she devoured.
Wan growled when she felt the amount of wetness she gathered in her tongue. Pleng’s back arched as she let out a high pitch cry.
“Wan…”
The way Pleng said her name made her growl again. The vibrations from her mouth made Pleng’s hand tangle in her hair to slightly push her towards herself more.
Wan anchored herself, hands around Pleng’s thighs, as she sped up the pace, her tongue switching from circling her clit, to sucking it, to entering her tight and smooth entrance.
Pleng was thrashing and arching and loud. The thunderstorm drowned out their noise and Pleng could almost laugh at how easily she forgot about the storm. Another lightning lit them up and she only moaned harder when it gave her flashes of Wan’s mouth between her legs. Focused. Hungry. Hers.
She felt one of Wan’s fingers enter her and she screamed in sync with the thunder. She pushed herself up closer to Wan’s mouth, to her finger. Wan added another one and curled her fingers inside and Pleng swore she saw stars.
“Oh— Wan…” Pleng moaned, loud, raspy, voice high, hips shaking, matching Wan’s pace. Wan tightened her hold on her left thigh as she tried to keep her pace when Pleng started clenching even more around her fingers.
“Don’t stop, please-“ Pleng begged, hips bucking even more, one hand pulling Wan’s face closer, the other cupping her own breast.
Pleng was close. She could feel it. She moaned at the thought, her mouth and nose buried in wetness, she could almost drown. She could die happy here, in this moment. Her tongue moved incredibly fast as she pushed her fingers deeper, curling, faster, harder.
And not long after, Pleng came, screaming her name. The lightning lit up the room again and Pleng couldn’t even open her eyes as her hips bucked slowly, riding her orgasm in waves, Wan guiding her through it. When the thunder came, she wasn’t even scared anymore. She just moaned through the sound, whispering Wan’s name.
When it got too much, she pulled Wan with both hands on her jaw, guiding her to her face. Wan’s chin and nose are wet with her cum and she licked herself from Wan’s lips. Wan opened her mouth to welcome the tongue inside her.
Wan was hovering Pleng’s naked cunt. She was careful not to let her bulge get in contact with her. Pleng might not be ready for that yet, or at all. Wan was already content getting to taste Pleng, getting to make Pleng come with her mouth. This night is her dream come true. She smiled into Pleng’s mouth. Pleng felt it.
“Put it inside me”