In the darkness of Mikhil and Leda's house at night, the little moonlight that came past the curtains shone on particles of dust that danced in suspension in the air.
I laid there, reflecting on what I was about to do. The deep breaths of Leda came to me as the adorable purrs of a kitten taking a nap. This highlighted the contrasting silence coming from the pile to the other side of the room.
No moonlight reaching there to unveil what menacing presence might hide in the silhouette of the pile of clothes placed there for Mikhil to sleep. No movement. No sound. But an overwhelming sensation of being watched.
From under the covers, I turned to Leda. I ran my fingers on her back and for the first time, I noticed how firm her muscles were.
Mikhil had just come back from who-knows-where and all this time, Leda took care of the house. It looked like a third world habitation and it was slightly dusty but there was still order to how things were laid. She did her best, alone, to take care of this dump. She cooked and she cleaned whilst her brute of a husband made war.
I shall make love to her.
I crawled closer to her and caressed her on the whole length of her body. She shivered and shifted slightly, still asleep.
I inched closer to her until our bodies were touching. I let myself to be embraced by the warmth of her physique. My hand was on her hip and I drew her to my crotch. As started to slowly grind my cock on her bottom, I could finally hear Mikhil's breaths.
He was indeed watching us and from the deep and rapid breaths, I could tell he was raging from the inside.
He can't leave his pile as I ordered him to remain there but I wondered if I would be able to keep on ordering him around come the morning.
Does the power have enough charge for that?
As I was reflecting, my grinding became rougher and my hands more aggressive. I lifted Leda's gown and exposed her bare flesh.
I explored the contours of her ass cheeks and followed their curves to where they went underneath her legs.
Heat radiated from her pussy.
I caressed it unhurriedly and Leda responded with little delicate gasps she let out from her slumber.
The warmth between her legs began to leak from the excitement and encouraged me to go further. I paused my caresses and put the tips of my fingers in my mouth to moisten them. I put my hand back to her bottom and-
"You think I don't see you," came a rasp whisper from behind me. I paid it no mind and went on.
"You will pay for this," it added and I could not help but smile to myself. I peaked at Mikhil and I was actually able to see him this time. His silhouette huffing and puffing in utter silence save for the few sobs he failed to suppress.
I turned back to Leda and found that her nightgown had been lowered to cover the warmth I so lustered for. When I moved my hand to the rim of the gown, it was being tightly held by her legs which she was clenching against each other.
Her deep kitten purrs were gone and instead, her breath had become frantic and rapid. She was awake and very aware of what I was doing.
I could have taken her right then but she may not be as cooperative for what I needed her the next day so I resolved myself to be more tactful.
I hugged her from behind and pressed her body tightly against mine. I nuzzled her neck and caught the subtle scents of hair oil and feminine sweat. I brought my mouth to her ear and grazed my lips against it. She shivered and her breath got deeper. Thinking about the wetness that I discovered between her legs earlier and how much wetter it must have been by then pushed me forward.
"I want you to pray to my god," I whispered in her ears.
This seemed to take her aback and she turned around to look at me.
Even in the darkness, her eyes were alight with fear. Her breath was less frantic but it was more due to the confusion.
"You want me to pray to Manusha?" she whispered almost incredulous.
She said his name and I felt an upsurge of energy. I rose on an elbow and turned her on her back. I yanked the hem of her dress from between her legs and she immediately clenched them back before turning away from me, unintentionally exposing her behind to me.
I wasted no instant, this time, and explore the outer lips of her vagina with my fingers.
It felt like exploring the insides of a ripe fruit.
Leda was wet like dew on green grass.
Her pussy had been salivating and had been expecting. She wanted me.
My fingers slid inside with absolutely zero difficulty and inside, it was warm like mid-day Sun.
My cock raged in my pants and I pushed my hand further into her crotch. Her body contorted with pleasure as she made the sweetest sounds a man could hear. Her moans were my go signals.
With the other hand, I held her in place before I began to gently thrust my fingers into her vagina. Her wetness was loud but she moaned louder. And interspaced between her gasps for air and her sighs of pleasure, she pleaded.
"Please," her voice almost imperceptible from the sounds she made from the sexual delight, "you have to stop," she said before she repeated again, "you have to stop."
I felt the flesh tensing around my fingers and I sped up fingerfucking her. She tried to resist by holding my arm but I was too strong for her. That feeling of complete control over her body made my cock swell with envy.
As her moans crescendoed in pitch, so did I also increase the speed and when she began to lose control of her movements, as she flayed arms and legs, trying to combat an orgasm manifested by her darkest desires, at the moment when it was supposed to happen, amidst cries and pleas, I stopped.
Her limbs stopped thrashing about and, instead, she simply laid there. Her breaths were a continuous frantic rhythm and her eyes were fixed on me as if... she was waiting.
I climbed on top of her and planted a kiss on her lip. It shocked her a little and she initially jerked back but then, to my great surprise, she was kissing back.
I laced my fingers in her hair and tugged her head back to expose her neck and as my lips was exploring her the base of her neck and shoulders, unconsciously, I was rocking my crotch against hers.
There was nothing between my cock and her pussy, save for my own pants, so I lowered them. My cock sprouted erect, pre-cum all over the tip already.
Before I entered in her, I pressed my forehead against hers and whispered in her ears, "Repeat after me."
She looked at me expectantly as I positioned my cock at the entrance of her lips.
"Praise Manusha," I whispered in her ear before I started to thrust my member into her.
I could feel the hesitation in her evaporate as my dick inched into her vagina.
"Praise Manusha," she finally moaned, as her back arched from the ecstasy of my cock inside of her.