Chapter 80: Doggy Style
She looked at the rock for a second, then moved to face it, placing both hands flat on the sloped surface.
The position brought her ass up and out at exactly the right angle, her back curved, her massive breasts hanging down.
Cain stepped behind her.
He pushed inside immediately.
"AHHHH."
The angle was different, making his dick reach deeper.
She immediately grabbed the rock harder as her knuckles went pale.
He started moving right away, none of the slow build from before. Fast and hard from the first stroke, each thrust slapping loudly against her ass.
"AHHH~"
"Yes."
"Right there."
The sound was obscene with their slapping skin and the waterfall behind them, her moan increasingly loud as the second passed by.
She stopped trying to keep her voice down after the third thrust and just let it come out however it wanted to.
Cain brought his palm down on her left ass cheek and gave a slap.
Slap!
"Ahhh~"
She screamed and then laughed, then moaned all at once.
"Again."
He slapped the other side.
"AHHH, yesss~"
He kept the pace and alternated between the two, leaving pink handprints across the pale skin of her ass while she pushed back to meet him thrust for thrust.
He slapped her again and again.
"More, more, don’t stop!"
He grabbed a handful of her silver-white hair and pulled.
Her head tilted back sharply. A long moan poured out of her throat. The new angle changed the depth and she felt it immediately.
"AHHHH~"
He held her hair like a rein and pounded into her, her head pulled back so her throat was exposed and her back arched, making her breasts sway heavily with each collision.
"Your cock," she gasped. "It’s so fucking GOOD!"
He did not answer as he let go of her hair and grabbed both of her wrists instead, pulling them back toward his hips.
She lost her grip on the rock entirely. The only thing keeping her stable was him holding her wrists and his dick buried inside her.
She was completely at his mercy with it and she clearly loved every second of it.
"Cain, I’m going to cum."
"Not yet."
She whimpered.
He kept pounding her with the same pace.
"Please."
"Almost there, wait!"
"Cain... Please, I can’t hold it anymore."
He released her wrists and wrapped both arms around her from behind. His hands found her breasts and grabbed them hard, squeezing them against his palms.
He felt the massive breasts and with the softness giving way under his fingers, he kneaded while his hips kept working.
She was making sounds that were barely words anymore.
He rolled her nipples between his fingers and stretched them slightly.
"AHHHHH~"
He turned her head sideways and kissed her over her shoulder, their tongues meeting at an awkward and desperate angle.
She kissed back with everything she had.
His hips went faster while keeping his hands on her breasts, squeezing and pulling at the nipples while the pace built.
When he felt it reaching its end he kissed her harder and drove into her three final times as deep as he could go.
Then, both of them cummed at the same time.
She came first by half a second, her whole body locking up around him, and then he came inside her again, filling her up while she clenched and shook.
He held the kiss through all of it.
When he finally released her lips she dropped forward onto the rock, barely catching herself on her forearms. He stayed inside her for a few seconds longer before slowly pulling out.
His cum spilled immediately and hit the grass in drops.
Sonya’s knees gave out and she sat back onto her heels. Her face was completely flushed. Her hair was wrecked and her ass had several clear pink handprints on it.
She looked genuinely satisfied in a way that made rational thought difficult for a full five seconds.
Cain reached down and she took his dick in her mouth again without being asked, looking up at him while she did it. She cleaned him slowly and thoroughly.
He looked down at her.
"You’re thorough."
She let go with a soft sound.
"I want more later."
A cute pouting face formed as she said that.
"Okay, okay... Get up first."
He helped pull her to her feet.
She was unsteady and leaned against him without shame. Her breasts pressed against his arm.
Cain looked toward the artificial waterfall pond.
The water was clear and calm away from the falling section, deep enough to stand in comfortably. The enclosure had kept it relatively clean.
He stepped toward it and jumped in without ceremony.
The water was cold enough to be genuinely refreshing and he stood chest deep near the edge, then ran both hands through his wet hair.
Sonya followed shortly after, though she entered far more carefully. The moment the cold water reached her skin, she sucked in a sharp breath.
"It’s cold."
"It’ll warm up eventually."
She sank down until the water reached her shoulders and her silver-white hair spread out across the surface around her.
They sat side by side on a submerged ledge built into the edge of the pond.
Sonya eventually straightened up and began rinsing her face and neck.
Her hands moved to her chest.
Cain watched her wiping her breasts through the water, the heavy flesh shifting beneath her palms.
"Let me help you." Cain smiled.
Sonya stopped and looked at him.
He reached over and placed his hands on her breasts beneath the water.
He kneaded them slowly. The water made everything slicker. Her nipples hardened against his palms within seconds despite the cold.
"Nngh~"
Sonya made a low sound in her throat when she felt that something pressed against her lower body as he shifted his grip.
She glanced over her shoulder.
"Right now?"
"Blame your gorgeous breasts, they are hard to be left alone."
She laughed, but the laugh turned into a moan when his thumbs moved across her nipples.
"Cain."
"Hmm?"
"If you keep doing that I am going to drown."
He pulled her onto his lap in the water, facing away from him. The position pressed his chest against her back and her ass settled directly over him.