Ravees' bed, barely bigger than a single, felt cramped with Katherine and Cassian on it, but neither cared. Ravees, for the first time, climaxed from her own fingers, yet kept pleasuring herself, now lying exposed without bedsheets.
Her pajamas were pulled down, baring her plump ass, and her shirt was hiked up, revealing her breasts, which she squeezed hard to push her pleasure further.
Most of her arousal stemmed from the two before her. The sun was up, still early in its rise, but over half an hour had passed since Cassian started his relentless push to make Katherine admit she loved being watched.
Cassian had started with a mating press, driving Katherine out of her senses, her body shuddering from constant orgasms timed with his. He shifted, now taking her from behind, but not with relentless force. With a pillow propped under her stomach, only her ass was raised high, letting Cassian thrust his cock into her folds at a perfect angle.
His hands wrapped around her head and chest, holding her tight as he kissed her hungrily, barely giving her space to breathe or recover from the intense pleasure. Katherine's hands clutched Cassian tightly, not to push him away but to grip through the overwhelming sensation. She didn't resist, even if it meant breaking under the intensity—she welcomed every orgasm. Ravees' eyes, locked on their kiss and his thrusts, soaked in every detail.
New to carnal pleasure, Ravees couldn't get enough of watching them.
Cassian leaned close to Katherine's ear, his voice a low, vulgar growl. "Tell me, my lady, has my cock burned itself into your mind yet? Molded your tight pussy to its shape?" He punctuated his words with a slow, forceful thrust, his thick member pressing deep, making her moan sharply as her body arched against him. Her hands dug into his arms, clinging to the intensity, while Ravees' eyes widened, her breath hitching at the raw question and Katherine's shuddering reaction.
"Tell me its shape, tell Miss Ravees every damn detail…" Cassian growled, pounding Katherine's ass, her cheeks rippling and reddening from his relentless thrusts. Her body glistened with sweat, as did Cassian's, their slick skin slipping against each other but sticking when pressed together too long.
Ravees noticed every detail, her eyes glued to the scene. She'd lost track of what this was all about—it felt more like a raw pleasure session than Cassian proving Katherine's indifference to him being with her. That point, though, hadn't even come up yet.
Katherine moaned, her voice shaky but eager, words spilling out between gasps. "It's… thick, so fucking thick, Ravees… stretches me wide every time it slides in. The veins—God, I feel every ridge scraping my walls, pulsing inside. It's long, hits so deep it's like it's carving me out, molding my pussy to fit it." Her hips bucked slightly as Cassian drove in harder, her words slurring. "The head's so broad, it… it catches every spot, makes me shake when it grinds in."
Ravees, still fingering herself, stared wide-eyed, her breath hitching at Katherine's raw description. Cassian smirked, sucking her ear harder, his thrusts steady, letting Katherine's words paint the vivid picture for Ravees' rapt attention.
Katherine didn't stop, her ear tingling from Cassian's warm, wet sucking and the rush of his breath. She went on, voice rough with pleasure, "It's heavy, stretches me till my mind's blank. My folds… they're molded to it, gripping every fucking inch." She gasped as Cassian angled his thrust deeper, hitting harder.
Cassian smirked, turning to Ravees, who was intently listening to Katherine's description of his pounding. "Can you feel her words, Miss Ravees? Can you picture it yet?" he asked, breathing heavily but not slowing his thrusts, nearing his own release. Katherine, trembling, could barely hold back orgasms with every second of it—why else would she take such relentless pounding for so long?
Ravees' thoughts burned with arousal at Katherine's words, but she couldn't fully imagine it. Her fingers couldn't match what Cassian's cock could do. She relied on the memory of his head accidentally sliping inside her folds earlier, shaking her head no.
Cassian's smirk widened at Ravees' shaking head. "If words aren't enough, then watch it up close," he said, his voice thick with mischief. He pulled back slightly from Katherine, letting her slip out from under him. Grabbing her arms, he tugged her forward until her lower stomach was inches from Ravees' face. Stretching Katherine's arms back, he positioned himself behind her and started thrusting into her folds again, his cock sliding in deep with a wet squelch.
Ravees froze, her eyes wide as Katherine's lower stomach and Cassian's thrusting cock hovered inches from her face. The musky, raw stench of their mingled sweat and fluids hit her, a pungent mix that turned her stomach yet made her mouth water, her arousal spiking. Every detail was vivid: Katherine's dense, wet red pubes, slick with sweat and glistening with droplets of their combined fluids, clung to her skin, framing her swollen, flushed folds.
The folds themselves, pink and slick, stretched wide as Cassian's thick, veiny penis plunged in, its dark red shaft coated in a sheen of saliva and cum, the veins bulging under the taut skin. Each thrust spread her pubes further, some strands sticking to his cock as it slid in and out, the wet squelching loud in the cramped space. Ravees could see the glistening head catch on Katherine's folds with each pull back, the fluids dripping down to her thighs, pooling on the bed. Her own fingers slowed, overwhelmed by the raw, unfiltered sight so close she could almost taste it.
'I want it…' Ravees thought, her eyes burning with raw need as she watched Cassian's thick penis slide in and out of Katherine's glistening folds, the wet lips practically pulsing with each thrust. She didn't need to see Katherine's face—her trembling body said it all, quivering with every deep plunge.
Ravees edged closer, the sharp, musky stench of their arousal flooding her nose, so potent she could almost taste it as she swallowed hard, her saliva mingling with the scent. She let out a soft moan, squeezing her nipple tightly and rubbing her clit faster, her fingers slippery with her own wetness.