The Mask Of The Monster - Chapter 100

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(From Ella’s Perspective)

I knew what he wanted to do to me. But I did not want to be the one to feel good first. I could not tell him why.

In the books and internet, I read that after reaching orgasm, a woman usually felt very sleepy and I had a suspicion that if I somehow reached an orgasm, I would fall asleep very quickly. That was why I wanted to make him feel good first. And besides, I wanted to touch him as well.

“El…”

“Let me,” I said. I got inside his parted legs and touched the bulge over his pants with slightly shaky hands. It was my first time touching a man’s genitals, so I could not help but get nervous.

The moment my hand touched it, he shook slightly. Even from over the fabric, he got this kind of effect. I could not help but get excited.

“So, it’s the famous thing that men use… It’s really hot,” I muttered.

“Can you please… not talk like that?”

“Are you embarrassed?” I laughed.

“No,” he said in a deep tone. “It makes me want to ravage you right now.”

My laughter stopped abruptly. Even by his words, my body felt hotter. I slowly unzipped his pants. My heart seemed to be beating wildly.

“Your hands are trembling,” he said. “You know, you don’t have to do it right now if you’re not ready.”

“You don’t want me to?”

“No, it’s not like that. I just… I am afraid that it will be even hard for me to control myself,” he said.

“But I want to…”

He sighed and nodded. His dark eyes were filled with desire. Every time, I looked into them, I could not help but get lost. It was as if his eyes were calling me, binding me to him.

I took a deep breath and pulled the pant down, only to find myself eye to eye with the real thing. It took me by surprise. I had seen them before, but only in computers. It was my first time seeing one, a real one.

“Is it supposed to be…?”

“Huh?”

“I mean, doesn’t it look more like a rod?”

“…”

“It looks like it can kill someone. Very dangerous…,” I mumbled. “Wow, the veins look really cool down here. I read that the average size of it when erect is 5.1 and 5.5 inches. But I think your one is abnormal. Like, how long will it be? 9? No, it’s more than 9… I don’t know… But either way, it’s not normal. Are you sure you don’t have to see a doctor?”

Just the mere thought of it going into someone frightened me. I knew that a vagina could stretch, but everything had a limit. I had no idea if it could stretch that much. And besides, it was not just too long, it was thick as well. Too dangerous… Now I was seriously worried about the women’s health with who he did it.

“Listen, little El,” he said, taking a deep breath. “Perhaps because you have never seen a real one, you don’t know what it really looks like. But it can be this long.”

“Are you sure? So, it can’t kill anyone? Not like I heard anyone dying during sex because the penis was too big…”

“Right? It won’t kill you.”

“Me?”

“Weren’t you thinking about yourself?”

“Well, I was… Anyway, can I touch it?”

He nodded. I knew how to touch it. But now that it was my turn, I was nervous. I shook my head as if to make me understand that it was no big deal and I could do it.

I suddenly grabbed it. It was hotter than I expected. It did not fit in my hands. He was breathing deeply every time my fingers moved even slightly.

“Ella, are you in there?” I heard Dad’s voice from outside the door.

‘Eh, what a timing!’

“Yes, I am tired, so I’m lying down. Leandro is in the restroom,” I said. “Do you need something?”

“No, it’s fine. I wanted to ask if you want something to drink.”

“No, nothing. I will just sleep for a while and Leandro wanted to take a shower before leaving if that’s okay.”

“It’s fine. Rest then.”

I sighed in relief as he left. Thankfully, Leandro was not doing anything to me. If he had started touching, I was sure that he would surely tease me even at that time. Since I was the one in hold in him now, he could not do anything.

“Should I move my hand up and down?” I asked and he nodded. “I have never done it before, so if I do wrong, remind me.”

I started stroking it slowly. I did not know it would be this fun. Especially, every time he breathed heavily in my touch, I could not help but want to do more.

“Hnn…”

Hearing him groan, I quickly looked at him. His face said that he was having a hard time. It definitely meant I was doing a good job.

“Don’t grab it too tightly,” he said throatily.

“Then is it okay… like this?” I asked, loosening my grip slightly.

“Yeah, it’s fine…”

He touched my hands and led me to stroke him in a different way. I could feel his gaze on mine as I kept moving my hands up and down. I touched the tip with my thumb and rubbed it there. It seemed to have better effect than I thought.

“The way you’re touching me,” he groaned, “… it drives me crazy.”

There were a bit of liquid on the tip. It helped me stroking it. His breathing became heavier and he suddenly bent and kissed me deeply. His tongue moved crazily in my mouth, ravaging as it pleased.

I did not stop moving my hands. I pulled back, running out of air. “Can you use your mouth?” he asked and I looked at him in shock. I thought of using my hands, but I never thought of using my mouth.

“Um…”

“I took a shower in the morning.”

“That’s not what I meant! I mean, I am not sure if I can…”

“If you don’t want to, it’s alright.”

“No, I will do it,” I mumbled. I took another deep breath before touching the tip with my tongue. His thighs shook bit and he looked very impatient.

I took as much as I could in my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed it inside my mouth.

“Mm…,” I almost gagged, but managed to control myself. I was the one touching him, but my body got hotter as well. I almost felt the need to be touched.

Suddenly something hot filled my mouth and because he was grabbing my head from the back, I could not even move away. It was not like I did not want to, but because I was too surprised.

“Huh… It went into my throat,” I said, touching my throat.

He chuckled and cleaned my lips with his thumb. “You did well,” he said. “I didn’t know you were this good at it.”

“Really? I only had theoretical knowledge, so I didn’t think I would be good. But I am glad I did okay,” I said.

He suddenly kissed me again and before I could understand, pulled my panty down in a single pull.

“Leandro…”

He pulled back from the kiss and parted my legs quite forcefully. My hands quickly went to hide my private part.

“Don’t hide yourself. Move your hands,” he said in a commanding tone that I could not help but obey.

‘What the… Am I a masochist? Nah, I don’t think so. I protest as well. But really?’

“You’re beautiful,” he muttered, looking down there. “Really beautiful.”

“You’re staring too much… unnecessarily.”

He smirked at me and touched the moist part gently. I flinched in his touch and felt a rush of electricity run through me.

“Relax,” he said. “I didn’t even touch you fully.”

“Your hand is cold…”

“Not really. It’s because that place is too hot,” he said. “Don’t move your knees so much. Just relax.”

‘How the hell am I even supposed to relax?’

He rubbed his hand there. The touch was very light. And that was the problem. Because it was too shallow, it was making me more sensitive.

“I am the first person touching you like this, huh?”

“Eh? Yeah… Mm…”

“That’s good. Or I would be really jealous,” he muttered and pushed a finger in. “You’re really tight.”

“Isn’t it because… it’s my first time… being touched… ah… like this?”

“But you’re really wet. I think one more finger will fit,” he said. It did not seem like he had any plan on delaying as he pushed another finger inside. I felt really full.. I had no idea how the hell was I even going to be able to take his thing in if that time ever came.