Hidden Desires - Family Secrets

Chapter 103 Only pleasure, stimulation, and ecstasy Part 1 R18

Michael's position was a precursor to a more intense engagement, and Betty, still basking in the afterglow of passion, seemed not yet fully recovered from her previous surrender.

When Michael lifted her legs, she was momentarily unresponsive.

As she came to her senses, Michael had already hoisted her legs onto his shoulders.

"Ah... no, don't..." Betty quickly tried to protest, realizing Michael's intentions.

Her legs were now on his shoulders, her buttocks lifted off the bed, her lower body elevated above her upper body, giving her the sensation of being upended.

But before Betty could fully articulate her protest, Michael's next move interrupted her.

Instead of penetrating her, Michael lifted her legs, then reached under to grasp her buttocks.

He lifted her hips and pressed them towards her head, positioning Betty on her back, but with her buttocks and legs raised high, her head and upper back against the bed, her waist down lifted by Michael, folding her at the waist.

Betty's flexibility was commendable, but the extreme angle at which Michael had folded her caused her to groan involuntarily, the bend in her abdomen catching her off guard.

"Ah..." Before Betty could adjust her breathing, a moan more intense than the first escaped her lips.

Michael, having folded Betty, bent down and fervently kissed her anus, sucking with more intensity than he had her vagina.

The direct stimulation of her most private and shy area made Betty moan, her cheeks flushing even redder.

Although Michael had previously played with her anus, it had been a covert desecration; this blatant sucking was a first.

"Don't... no... don't... it's dirty... stop... ah..." Betty moaned and protested simultaneously, unable to struggle as she was folded by Michael, her body completely restrained by him.

Her protests went unheeded as Michael continued to fervently suck on her anus, treating it as another mouth to kiss.

While sucking and licking Betty's anus, Michael occasionally spread her buttocks to their fullest extent, then deeply tongued her, performing a deep "rimming" that left Betty completely controlled by bodily desire, her moans continuous and unstoppable.

Meanwhile, Betty's vagina began secreting fluids again, even more than before, dripping from her entrance.

With her buttocks raised by Michael, the fluids dripped right onto her face.

Michael, pushing on Betty's buttocks and sucking vigorously, caused Betty's feet to finally rest on the headboard of the bed.

Betty's legs were stretched out beside her head, the fluids from her vagina continuously dripping onto her face.

She tried to dodge, but her face was trapped by her legs; she could only turn her head, unable to escape, as the fluids dripped onto her nose, lips, ears, and cheeks.

Simultaneously, Michael's penis, sheathed in a condom, also began to secrete fluids, visible at the tip of the condom as a buildup of clear pre-ejaculate...

Sitting on the hotel bed, I watched the video of the mother and son, both seemingly on the brink of losing control.

In fact, they had already lost it.

Both Michael and Betty were engulfed in madness.

Did they even remember the rules they had set for each other at this point?

The meal delivered by the hotel remained untouched beside me, probably cold by now, but I had no desire to look away from the screen, fixated on the escalating frenzy between the two.

"Ah..." As Michael alternated his attention between Betty's vagina and anus, she let out long, piercing moans, more screams than anything else.

It wasn't that she lacked restraint, but the dual stimulation was simply too much to bear, a sensation that could only be described as a mix of ice and fire.

Michael continued his oral ministrations for a while before freeing one hand to stroke his fully erect penis, the tip of the condom filled with his pre-ejaculate.

Despite losing the support of one hand, Betty's legs and buttocks didn't fall; one hand still supported her, and Betty herself was actively maintaining the position, whether intentionally or subconsciously driven by her desires.

It was truly a first time.

Betty's first man was me, and our marital relations had always been conservative, rarely engaging in foreplay and usually going straight to intercourse.

I seldom performed oral sex on her, which she was reluctant to receive, calling it dirty.

Her shyness prevented her from enjoying it, so after a few attempts, we gave up.

Honestly, I wasn't keen on performing oral sex on her either, as I was put off by the taste of her vaginal fluids.

As for her performing oral sex on me, it had never happened.

Now, what Michael was doing for Betty, though it made her incredibly shy, the intense physical stimulation overshadowed any embarrassment she felt.

For the first time, Betty experienced this wild sensation, her rapid breathing, unrestrained moaning, flushed skin, and the continuous secretion of fluids from her vagina all highlighted the intense stimulation she was undergoing.

As time ticked by, Michael, who had been fervently focused with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, a hint of smugness mixed with a trace of scheming in his gaze.

He continued to lick Betty's vagina and anus while stroking his penis.

Seeing this, I felt somewhat relieved.

Michael was masturbating while tasting Betty, a method that would allow him to climax quickly, a decent choice without breaking his promises to Betty.

But just as I was about to relax, the situation changed.

Michael suddenly stopped and shifted the only hand supporting Betty, changing her position.

Caught off guard, Betty's buttocks fell back down.

When she realized Michael's intentions, she cooperated, perhaps because the position pressed on her abdomen, making it hard for her to breathe.

What none of us expected was that as Betty's buttocks fell, before her thighs and buttocks touched the bed, her vagina aligned perfectly with Michael's penis.

Suddenly, everything took on a new meaning.

With a sound of air being expelled, "Pfft... Ah... Ha..." Betty let out a loud moan.

Yes, it was loud, but there was no pain, only pleasure, stimulation, and ecstasy.

The unexpected penetration sent waves of intense pleasure through her body, her moans echoing in the room, a testament to the overwhelming ecstasy she felt.