A Degenerate's Tale

At Saryll's consent, Earl moved his hands up her body. She had him pinned to the ground, leaving his arms to be the only moving appendages left.

The moon was high above and the sky was clear of clouds. With such backlit, Earl was left mesmerized by the Queen's appearance which was further complemented by her erotic expression.

"Let's kiss," Earl said.

A teasing smile appeared on her face. "That's off-limits," She shook her head.

"What about this?" His hands reached for her voluminous breasts.

"Clear."

A heavenly sensation filled the palms of Earl's hand. He felt like he was carrying the weight of the world in his hands as the excess spilt over his hands and through the gaps of his fingers. His mouth felt parched as he imagined what it would feel like without this thin fabric separating his hands and her breasts.

"Take it off." He told her.

She hesitated and then nodded. "I'm going to turn around."

The buttons to her dress were located at the back. As she shifted the weight of her body, her lower buns continuously ground against Earl's abs, further fueling the flames to his desires.

Her back was exposed to him as he unbuttoned her royal garment.

Click. Click. Click.

The sound of the buttons becoming undone accompanied their soft breathing and the soft sound of the moving river.

Once all the buttons were undone, Earl sat up and hugged Saryll from behind, preventing her dress from falling off completely.

"..!?"

Their reflection was shown in the river once again. Earl watched Saryll's expression change as he began to blow softly into her ear. Her soft body fidgetted in his arms with every blow. Once he finally bit down on her ear, he let go of his arms and let her dress fall onto the floor.

"Haah..." She let out a hot breath as droplets of sweat accumulated on her forehead.

"Are you enjoying this?" He whispered.

In the river, her bare body was shown before him. The delicate line of her collarbone. The elegant curves of her body. The whiteness and delicateness of her skin.

Whish.

Her bra fell off with a swift movement of his hand, spilling her curves forth. They were shapely and stacked. Without a second thought, his hands had already moved to ravish them.

"Mhmm..."

Every movement of his hand would change its shape in unimaginable ways and once he took his hands off, they would return to their original shape.

Finally, his fingers moved to pinch the cherries at the top.

"Mhmm..!!?"

Saryll's eyes widened at the sudden sensation. Endless pleasure filled her boobs and into her brain. Her mind turned blank and her thighs involuntarily squeezed together to prevent the fluids from spilling out.

What was this sensation?

She has never felt this level of pleasure before. Just as she was about to grasp this sensation, it came to a halt-

"Haah... Ha... Why did you stop..?"

"Would you like more?" Earl's whispers came like a devil's.

"Give me more. Don't stop." She begged. Their eyes meeting for real. Earl's eyes were calm and filled with endless love. On the other hand, Saryll could not imagine what kind of face she was making right now.

Before her eyes, a small smile crept up on Earl's face as his hands resumed to their previous post. Seconds felt like minutes as her body waited in anticipation for the touch to come. This wait was not without reward as the instant she was touched, her bodily fluids gushed out like a tide from her lower body.

"Yessss....!!"

"You are my dream, Teacher. Whatever I am capable of is up to you." Earl whispered.

He kept one hand on her breast and slowly crawled the other one down to her thighs. The lingering fluids on her thighs were enough to let him know what he should do next.

Her white panties- stained with her love juice waited before his hands like a locket waiting to be opened. A line of drool dripped down from the corner of Saryll's lips as she waited for this touch to come.

Unable to wait any further, she looked up to meet Earl in the eyes, as if telling him to proceed. The look in Saryll's eyes was exceedingly dreamy- trapping Earl in his world before he could break out.

This magnificent woman in his arms was the object of his dreams. They had gone through many emotional bondings, many smiles, many laughs, many touches.

And at long last, she was almost his.

He gently placed his finger at the most sensitive spot of her honey pot. As if a button was pushed, more fluids gushed out while she trembled like a broken doll in his arms.

Her gorgeous green eyes momentarily rolled back, her breasts jiggled nonstop and a silly smile was worn on her face.

Earl held her face and admired her fine features while he waited for her to come back from the other side.

All things must be done in moderation. What he had done today was the most he could've pushed without severe relapse from Saryll.

It took a few minutes for Saryll to come back to herself. Earl held her warmly in his embrace with no further advances.

"..." Saryll was speechless as the reality of what she had done just struck her. Regret, fear, excitement. All these conflicting emotions came forth.

"Teacher. This is our little secret."

"What are you getting at?"

"Just like you, it would be disastrous for me if Alea found out. We will keep our normal relationship separate and no one will ever know of this." Earl earnestly told her. "You are my dream, an important person in my life. I am unable to give you up."

"You've thought about this," Saryll sighed and came to a decision. A bright smile emerged on her face. "Since we've come this far, there is no point in turning back. It's embarrassing for me to say, but you are also important to me. As long as this doesn't affect my other relationships, we can make this work."

Earl smiled and leaned in to kiss her forehead. A lip to lip contact may be forbidden right now but a kiss to the forehead was enough to convey his care and adoration for her.