Hilda /ss/ dream smut part 1

Success! Frida had snuck up on the Marra while she was distracted giving David a nightmare. The nightmare spirit went from a silhouetted black figure - a green glow around her outline and blazing from her eyes and hissing angrily at Frida - to her normal self. Her arms in the oversized jumper she always wore were crossed and she rolled her eyes, deliberately looking away as she recognised the girl who had trapped her and her blue-haired friend, who was approaching.

     ÔHa! Looks like youÕre not as slippery as you thought,Õ Hilda said, looking much more smug than a girl of her age should have even known how to look.

     The Marra just made that disgusted clicking noise teenage girls like to make.

     By this point the commotion had woken David up, and he was groggy and disorientated after his dream had ended too suddenly.

     ÔWhy are you giving David nightmares?Õ Hilda pressed on.

     ÔBecause itÕs fun,Õ said the Marra. ÔDuh. And, itÕs so easy.Õ She let herself smirk to match Hilda, looking down into the younger girlÕs eyes. ÔHeÕs scared of everything. ItÕs hilarious!Õ

     Hilda wasnÕt rising to the bait though, she was reaching into a backpack sheÕd stashed in DavidÕs room along with all the other equipment for their stakeout. Internally, the Marra kicked herself for not noticing any of it. Hilda pulled a book out.

     ÔNot because you need to eat dreams?Õ

     ÔUh, no way.Õ The Marra rolled her eyes again.

     Hilda kept going. ÔWhy canÕt you eat DavidÕs nice dreams?Õ

     ÔBecause thatÕs not the way it works, ugh! Look.Õ She reached down, still able to move around. The belt around her ankles acted more like a leash than a cage, and Frida made a quick panicked movement to hold her in place. It was ineffective, and the Marra snatched the book from Hilda. ÔSee? Marra. As in, mare. As in, nightmare.Õ

     Hilda snatched the book back. ÔIt also says youÕre a form of witch, and you syÉ SifÉ?Õ

     ÔSyphon,Õ Frida hissed.

     ÔSyphon the spirit energy from men!Õ

     The Marra made her noise again, but meaning it as a laugh this time. ÔTrust me little girl, you donÕt want to know about all that stuff until youÕre older.Õ

     ÔAnyway, I think,Õ Hilda put special emphasis on the ÒIÓ, something sheÕd picked up from Frida, Ôthat you could get just as much energy from giving David nice dreams as nightmares.Õ

     ÔNo I couldnÕt, nightmares give you the most for the least effort.Õ

     ÔSo you admit you can give other kinds of dreams!Õ

     The Marra stopped for a moment. Shoot, she reprimanded herself, I gave something away. This kid is talking circles around me. How can I get back at her?

     The Marra allowed a smug grin to grow, looking from Hilda to David and holding his gaze as he rubbed his eyes and shuffled nervously. Then he looked back at the boyÕs two girl friends. Emphasis, she decided, on the space between girl and friend. Oh yeah, thisÕd teach Ôem.

     ÔYeah. Yeah, I can give other kinds of dreams.Õ

     ÔDo it then!Õ Hilda folded her arms defiantly.

     ÔYeah, what she said!Õ Frida did too.

     The Marra smirked some more, then turned, and cocked an eyebrow at David. He didnÕt seem wholly convinced.

     ÔAnything is better than those constant nightmares,Õ he said.

     She was cackling now. ÔAlright kids, but you asked for it. Now let me go, IÕll come back tomorrow night.Õ

     ÔWhy canÕt you do it now?Õ Hilda asked.

     The Marra cocked her head towards the window. Sunlight was beginning to stream over the roofs of the houses across the street.

 
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     Groggy and hopped up on warm tea and cool cucumber sandwiches, Hilda brought Frida and David to the library.

     ÔI donÕt get it,Õ David said on the way there. ÔSheÕs going to be giving me a nice dream, isnÕt she? So why do we need to do all this preparing? I just want to go home, and have a nice lie in.Õ

     ÔYou always have to be prepared, David,Õ Frida said. She mentioned some Sparrow Scouts badge that neither Hilda nor David had a hope of earning to justify the statement. Then she skipped a few paces forwards to be even with Hilda and asked what they had to be prepared for.

     ÔThere are all kinds of dreams.Õ Hilda walked up the stone steps and held the great big door to the library open for her friends. They ducked in. ÔThe Marra might have been playing word games, so weÕll need to make sure David is prepared for any type.Õ

     They found their usual table, and Hilda produced the book theyÕd first learned Marra lore from. The actual page about the Marra was slim, the book was a jack of all trades, master of none about evil spirits. There was more about poltergeists than Marra, despite the book claiming to be classical in content.

     The librarian passed the trio, clutching a book from her private, her really private, collection to her chest. The Ways and Practices of Incubi and Succubi, by C. O. Cuomur. She glanced at them, and decided they didnÕt need her help today. She was busy with a long overdue self-help session, and she glided by unnoticed. Hilda, Frida and David were left with the kind of books normal people read about dreams. Jung, Freud, and other such pseudoscience that wouldnÕt even help normal people, let along a situation like this.

     They went back to DavidÕs house, empty-handed, and sat around for the rest of the day not doing much of anything. That night they once again set up camp in DavidÕs room, but without the effort to hide themselves from the Marra, trusting her to meet them like sheÕd said she would.

     The Marra did come that night, like sheÕd said she would. The night before, though, had left the three so tired they were asleep long before their bedtimes, and the Marra just floated there after passing through the keyhole. She rolled her eyes, then smirked. Whatever, those girls didnÕt need to see this.

     She sat weightlessly on DavidÕs chest and whispered, ÔSweet dreams.Õ

 
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     David had woken up late, later than usual. He was much later than usual getting to HildaÕs house thanks to the nightmares and when Mrs HildaÕs Mum answered the door she greeted him in an outfit that was familiar, except that the shapeless red jumper had gained definition. A whole lot of definition.

     ÔDavid!Õ Johanna had been surprised when the boy eventually reached the house. ÔHilda and Frida have already left. They just headed to your house to see what was wrong.Õ

     ÔI didnÕt see them on the way here,Õ he said.

     ÔWell, I imagine that when they see youÕre not there theyÕll check here.Õ She stood aside, and beckoned him in. Were her eyes usually half-lidded like that when she looked at him? ÔCome in,Õ she said, with what sounded like an emphasis.

     He took two or three steps past her, before she closed the door and stopped him.

     ÔOh, David, youÕve got a bug on you.Õ

     He stopped for her to remove it for him, assuming it was on his back or head, somewhere where it would be easier for the person who had seen it to take care of it. Not looking at her, he was taken by surprise when he felt her hand against his butt.

     ÔGot it,Õ she said, and seemed to giggle.

     He was glad he had his back to her, so that she couldnÕt see him blushing. He dashed on into the apartment, to have time to adjust his shorts before she saw.

     ÔWhile we wait,Õ she was saying as he did this, Ôwould you like something to eat?Õ

     ÔOh, yes please Mrs HildaÕs Mum!Õ He gave himself a mental slap on the wrist for anything strange he might have been thinking. Everything was normal.

     ÔPlease David,Õ Johanna said, Ôcall me Johanna.Õ

     He gulped at the way he said it, losing the momentum heÕd picked up as he passed into the kitchen. She sat at the table, turning her torso to watch him enter with a smile. The position pulled the jumper taught, and he had to make an effort to look past her chest to the glowing mountain of cucumber sandwiches it was trying to eclipse.

     He took the other seat, to her right hand, and began to eat. They were delicious, and he couldnÕt hold back a groan of satisfaction.

     Johanna seemed pleased about that, leaning forward to touch his hand when he rested it against the plastic tablecloth.

     ÔIf thereÕs anything else you want,Õ she said, and trailed off.

     He gulped. ÔUmÉ Maybe some juice?Õ

     Her face seemed to telegraph to him, in a playful, teasing way, that that wasnÕt what she had meant. He squeezed his thighs together and willed himself not to think that way about his friendÕs mum.

     She got up anyway, swaying her hips as she stepped across the kitchen tiles to the fridge. She opened it, and bent at the waist to pick the glass bottle of fresh orange juice from the bottom shelf on the inside of the door. David wasnÕt sure if heÕd actually moaned when he saw that, or if it was just in his mind. Either way, the smirk on JohannaÕs face as she returned to the table told him she knew exactly what he thought of her bum.

     She put the juice down. ÔItÕs a long walk, the round trip between your house and mine,Õ she said.

     ÔNo it isnÕtÉÕ David protested. Weakly.

     ÔOh, I should think itÕs plenty long,Õ she said, Ôand hard, and-Õ

     ÔItÕs just around the cornerÉÕ

     Somewhere, the Marra clicked her tongue. How denseÉ?

     ÔKiss me, David,Õ she made Johanna say, and had her lean across the table. The pile of cucumber sandwiches and the orange juice miraculously dodged away.

     ÔBut-Õ

     And then JohannaÕs lips, a little plumper than heÕd thought, soft and warm, met his own. Any hang-ups he had about the situation melted away, and he let the older woman hold him by the shoulders, then the forearms, and pull him in close. The table wasnÕt there any more. She held him against her chest, her breasts bigger than heÕd seen them as in the sweater, warmer too. The strength was sapped from his legs, but that was okay because Johanna was taking charge.

     She held the boy up, using her lips to guide his mouth into opening and then probing at the gap between his lips with her tongue, tasting his lips from all sides, sampling his saliva and spooning him plenty of her own. The sounds of the kiss, when she broke it to let him gasp for air, were wet and undeniably lewd. He let out a hushed moan, and she gave him what he wanted, going back for more.

     And then some. Her left arm hooked around his back, while her right hand glided gently but purposefully down his lithe body, searching first for the waistband of his shorts. He wore no belt, and she tugged them down in one smooth movement, revealing his cute little briefs.

     They were bulging in the front, though not very much. Johanna let the tips of her fingers caress the tip of the bulge, then rubbed her palm against it. A little strength returned to his hips, or maybe it was just instinct, an animal reflex, that made them roll forwards to grind against this new stimulation.

     She let him, let him moan into her mouth, let him fall deeper into her, handing his innocent mind and body over.

     Suddenly, Johanna pulled back to admire her work. The young boy was gasping heavily for air, his shorts loose around his ankles and tears of pleasure prickling his eyes. Johanna approached him slowly, bringing her mouth to his ear.

     'Did you like that, David?' She whispered before licking his earlobe, making the boy shiver and whimper. 'Y-Yes... M-Ms. Johanna.' He weakly answered, gasping as Johanna puts her hand over his bulging briefs.

     'Do you want to feel *more*?' She asked, now looking straight into his eyes.

     All David could do was clench his eyes and nod.

 
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     'Hilda! Hilda, wake up!' Frida hurriedly whispered as she shook her friend's sleeping bag, Hilda waking up groggily and rubbing her eyes. 'I'm up, I'm up. Is something wrong?' The blue-haired girl asked before Frida gestures toward David.

     'He started making noises in his sleep. Should we wake him up?' 

      Hilda watched David in his bed. He was gripping his covers, making weird sounds, turning his head and gasping like he was out of breath , but, it didn't look like he was scared... But enjoying it?

     'I... Don't think he's having a nightmare.' Hilda concluded, putting an emphasising the word "think". 'Well, then what should we do?' Frida asks, still worried about her friend.

     'Well, the Marra told us she would give him nice dreams, but if we wake him up she might go back on the deal. For all we know, she could start giving him worse nightmares if we interrupt her again.' Frida nodded as Hilda explained, looking once again at David's sleeping figure, who was now breathing a bit more calmly. 'What kind of dreams *is* she giving him, though?'

 
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     To say David was nervous was an incredible understatement. After the sudden make-out session with Hilda's mum, he was taken to her bedroom in the promise of something that would feel even better.

     Now, sitting on her bed, he didn't know if he should be excited or scared.

     'Everything alright, David?' He was suddenly brought back from his thoughts as Johanna approached him, placing her hands on his shoulders and rubbing them as if to calm him down.

     'Y-Yes, Ms. Johanna. I'm just a bit... N-Nervous is all.'

     'Why is that? I thought you agreed on doing more?' Johanna asked in a sultry voice, now gently cupping David's face in her hands. 'I-I know, it's just... Isn't this... Wrong?' He replied before Johanna pulled him into another kiss.

     This one, however, was much more focused on comforting than arousing. 

     A thin line of saliva connected the two as they pulled back. 'David, I need you to understand...' Johanna began as she stood back up, bringing her hands to the base of her jumper and stripping it off, her hidden curves now on full display, but her chest still confined inside her black lacy bra.

     'Me and Hilda have lived alone for the longest time.' She continued as she started taking off her leggings. 'All this time I've only had myself to pleasure my body.' Her defined thighs and matching panties were on display.

     'It's been so long since I've felt a touch...' Johanna grabbed David's hand. 'A need...' She places it on her chest, her heartbeat so strong he could feel it through her breast. '... some *love*.' She finishes, pulling David into a hug, his head hot and red against her shoulder and his manhood throbbing against her belly. 'Will you please remind me what it's like, David?' Johanna whispered into his ear.

     Still processing the view he just witnessed, the body he's pressed up against, and with only whimpers escaping his mouth, David stood silent before slowly nodding his head.

     Noticing his approval, Johanna sits him back on her bed. 'Thank you, David...' She speaks as she kneels and caresses his bulging member, reaching for the waistband of his underwear. 'Now just relax, and let me take care of you.' She finishes before pulling David's briefs down, a quiet gasp escaping her as his penis springs out.

     'O-oh my... I didn't expect you to be so... Big.' David's voice quivers as his organ is finally freed. 'S-Sorry, Ms. Johanna... Y-You just look so pretty a-and I... Can't help it.' He admits, his face flushing in embarrassment. Johanna giggles at the compliment. 

     'Please David, don't apologise. I'm quite flattered you consider me so attractive.' Johanna reassures him, a sultry grin forming on her face as she gently rubs his member, making David gasp. 'Let me give you a reward, sweetie.' And with one fluid motion, David's cock disappears into Johanna's mouth.

     David moans loudly as his member is suddenly captured in her mouth's warm embrace. Slowly, Johanna pulls back, licking his rod's underside before circling her tongue around its flared head, already tasting drops of pre-cum. 

     Instinctively, David reaches a hand over Johanna's head, his speech reduced completely to moans, gasps and whimpers of pleasure. As Johanna opens an eye to look at him, he hopes his silent plea is understood. His response comes as Johanna moves back down his shaft, making David gasp and grasp her hair with both of his hands, moreso to keep him grounded than to pull her head. Slowly, Johanna begins to bob her head, trailing a hand to her crotch and rubbing her already wet nethers over her underwear.

     As she continued her ministrations, David felt something steadily build within him. With every movement Johanna's head did, with every lick she delivered to his cock's head, with every moan that echoed in her mouth, it grew stronger. 'M-Ms. Johanna! S-Something's gonna come out!' David warned amidst his moans. 

     Hearing this, Johanna pulls back and wraps her free hand around David's member, jerking it rapidly. 'Shh, it's ok David. Let it out.' Johanna says as she brings her mouth back to his member, circling her tongue around its head while still maintaining her hand movements. It was all too much for the poor boy.

     David almost screams in pleasure as his whole body shakes, dropping back on the bed as his cock shoots spurt after spurt of semen into Johanna's mouth. As she swallows his load and licks his member clean, David lays almost motionless in her bed, breathing heavily with small tears of pleasure on the corners of his eyes.

     Noticing the state the boy was in, Johanna softly caresses his cheek, hoping to get his attention. 'Are you alright David?' She asks in a hushed tone. David whimpers as he's brought back down from his high, nuzzling against her soft palm. 'Y-Yeah. It just felt... Incredible, Ms. Johanna.' Johanna giggles at his response, gently doting his chest with kisses, making him shiver at the contact. 'D-Did I do good?'

     'Oh, David' She pecks his lips at the question. 'You did amazing sweetie.' David blushes at the nickname and compliment, looking away bashfully. 'But...' His head bolts in fear. Did he do something wrong? Was he too forceful when he grabbed her hair? 'Watching you moan and shiver as I pleasured you... Tasting you as you came into my mouth... Made me get a touch aroused myself.' As she spoke, David could hear her bra clip snapping open and her panties sliding down her legs. 

     Mustering all his courage, David turns his head back at Johanna, propping himself with his arms as his eyes widen at the gorgeous figure before him. On of her hands was idly rubbing one of her breasts, her nipples hardening at the stimulation, while the other one was rubbing at her exposed clitoris, before Johanna approaches the bedside and opens her folds with tho fingers for David to see how wet she was.

     'Would you kindly help me with it, dear~?'

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'Nnhh... H-haah... Ngh...' Now that David started making noises in his sleep again, it's gotten harder for Hilda to fall back asleep. After he had seemed to calm down earlier, she had told Frida to go back to sleep, offering to keep watch on David to make sure he was alright. At first, everything was ok, no weird noises, no fidgeting, even his hard breathing went down. 

     Only for him to suddenly gasp in his sleep, breaking Hilda out of her tired trance. 

     Hilda was now sitting on her sleeping bag, her head resting against the side of David's bed, small but noticeable bags forming under her eyes as she watched over her sleeping friend. Her first and best friendÉ

     'Come on Hilda.' She rubbed her eyes, desperately trying to stay awake. 'You have to make sure David's not having a nightmare.' She said firmly to herself, breathing deeply and refocusing her attention on her friend. She wasn't going to fall asleep until she was sure he was ok.

     'N-Ngaah!' David suddenly moaned, his whole body stiffening and his hands grabbing forcefully grabbing his sheets. Seeing this, Hilda quickly propped herself up, adrenaline rushing through her at the thought of her friend getting hurt, even if not physically. 

     However, just as she stood ready to wake him up, David relaxed again, his waist dropping back into the bed and his breathing returning to a heavy but calm rhythm. 

     Hilda watched him for a few seconds before sighing deeply. Whatever it was, it was over now. At least she hoped it was. As she came down from the rush of adrenaline, Hilda slowly approached David's sleeping body, bringing a hand to his forehead and caressing gently as not to wake him up. '... Whatever happened in there... I hope you're ok, David.' She whispered calmly, giving his cheek a light peck, then going back to her sleeping bag.

     As soon as she laid down, Hilda fell asleep, the exhaustion finally overcoming her. However, she was sure she heard David's voice say something.

     'Jo... hanna...'

 
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     'Oh... Yes... David!' Johanna moaned at the boy's ministrations, one hand gripping the sheets while the other rubbed her breast, adding to the pleasure.

     After asking David for further help with her needs, Johanna took the position of laying on the bed, spreading her legs and lower lips wide open to give David a better view of her glistening folds. Despite the initial nervousness, he was quick to comply, taking his place between her legs and lapping at her juices.

     The first thing David noticed was how she tasted down there. It was unlike anything else his taste buds ever felt, but not bad by any means. He found himself wanting more of it, but due to his inexperience, he nervously asked Johana for help.

     At first Johanna was relatively quiet, giggling at David's messy licks, running her fingers through his hair as she guided him through the process. Step by step, Johanna taught him how to properly pleasure a woman. Opening the labia for better access, changing the focus from her pussy to her clitoris and how to properly use his fingers. 

     With every step, David gained more confidence, and with more confidence, he increased his efforts, aiming to make Johanna feel as pleasured as possible. Said efforts did not go unnoticed, as Johanna encouraged him further into eating her out, moaning and gasping louder and more frequently as he did.

     'Oh, dear... Haaah... You've learned... So well... Ah!' Johanna gasped as David once again leads his tongue inside her, trying to taste every wall of her tunnel. 'Mmpwah... I had an amazing teacher.' David pulls back to say before diving back into Johanna's privates, now focusing his lips at her clit and bringing a hand to finger her. 

     'A-Ah... Oh, yes... Yes... Yes!' Johanna cries out as David curls his fingers inside her, squeezing both of her nipples as her waist spasms in pleasure. 'Haanh... Darling, k-keep going... Faster!' 

     David complied, pulling his mouth back and adding another finger inside Johanna, still stimulating her clit with his other hand. Then, he pumped his arm as fast as he could, making more of Johanna's juices dribble onto the sheets. 'Oh, yes! Just... Like that... David!' Johanna yelled in ecstasy, her hands hands and feet gripping forcefully into the sheets in an attempt to stabilise herself.

     Finally, Johanna reached her limit, quickly grabbing David's hair and pulling him back to her aching pussy. With a pleasured yell, Johanna came, her whole body spasming with sparks of bliss and bursts of liquid escaping her nethers. Despite the initial surprise, David did his best to drink it all up, revelling in the taste of her orgasm.

     As Johanna fell down from her high, her body relaxed back into her bed, breathing heavily at the pleasure she hasn't given herself in so long. David then sat back, licking his fingers and mouth clean before timidly looking back at Johanna.

     'U-Uhm... Did I do good, Ms. Johanna?' Johanna quietly giggled at the question. As a response, she sat up and pulled David into another kiss, not minding about tasting herself through his mouth. After breaking the kiss, she laid back down, bringing the boy along with her and resting his head between her breasts. 

     'Oh sweetie, you did incredible.' Johanna said, adding a kiss to the boy's forehead, intensifying his blush. 'Haah... It's been a long time since I've felt this cared for.' She added with a sigh, laying her head down on the pillow and closing her eyes, basking in the afterglow. However, as comfortable as her body was, David squirmed and whimpered quietly, making Johanna look back at him. 'Is something wrong, David?'

     Embarrassed, David sat back, uncrossing his legs and exposing his re-hardened manhood, already spasming due to lack of attention. 'While I was, uh, 'helping' you... I-It got like that again.' David explained as Johanna propped herself up with her elbows. After examining his member Johanna smiled sweetly. 'Well, I guess it's only natural.' She said as she slid her legs from under him and opening them to showcase her body again. 'Come on now, dear. It's time you turned into a man.'

     David gulped, his manhood twitching at the beautiful sight. Slowly he got close to her, bringing his member and lining it up to Johanna's glistening folds. He made a few testing rubs against them with the head, inhaled deeply, then pushed.

     Only for his penis to slide upward, grazing against the clit and earning a gasp from Johanna. 'It's not nice to tease, David~.' She said in a sing-song tone. David chuckled nervously, trying to play along. 'Y-Yeah, I uh, meant to do that, hehe. Sorry.' He said before trying again, only for the same thing to happen.

'Oh, come on now!' He hurriedly whispered at himself.

     Somewhere in the dream, the marra rolled her eyes. She guessed she should have expected it, he was just a kid after all. Getting back into character, she made Johanna give him a playful giggle, reaching a hand and cupping his chin to make him look at her.

     'Shhh, it's alright David, no need to rush it either.' Johanna said, caressing the boy's face. David blushed heavily and looked away, embarrassed that even in a situation like this, he still managed to screw things up. Feeling his distress, Johanna reaches over to kiss his cheek, before whispering in his ear. 'Let me help you, dear~.'

     Whimpering at the sudden action, David looks back at Johanna, now laying back down and reaching a hand to his member. Scooting himself a bit closer, he bites his lower lip as Johanna grasps his manhood again, pointing it at her pussy. 'You just need to aim it lower, see?' She said as David's penis comes across a part of her lower lips that seemed to give in. 'Right there. Ready, David?'

     David nods furiously, reaching for his penis as Johanna lets go of him. Readying himself, he breathed in deeply. And slowly, pushed it in.

     Immediately, the head of his member goes through her outer lips and into Johanna, earning a sharp gasp from both of them. Despite this, David pushed on, not wanting to disappoint her. The more he pushed in, the more incredible he felt. David had felt the warmth of Johanna's mouth around his penis earlier, but this? This was pure bliss. 

     Burrowing his brows, David gives one last thrust, fully hilting himself inside Johanna's chasm and earning a deep moan from her as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Finally giving in to the pleasure, he drops over Johanna, breathing hard and fast as he tried to get used to the feeling on his loins.

     'Are, haah, are you okay, David?' Johanna pushed out, despite still trying to get used to the feeling of him inside her. 'I-I'm fine... Ms. johanna.' David mumbled a response. 'It just... Feels... So good.' He continued, feeling himself twitch inside her.

     'Oh David, it feels incredible to me too.' Johanna comforted him, hugging his head against her chest. 'You can keep going now, dear. Just take it slowly.' Hearing her reassurance, David sat back again, grasping Johanna's hips and pulling his member out until only the top of it remained inside her. 'O-Okay. Here goes.' He grunted as he pushed back in both of them moaning at the movement.

     Steadily, David worked himself into a rhythm, pistoning his lower half into Johanna's and drawing dirty sounds from both her lower and upper lips. Both were completely taken by the pleasure, gasping and moaning heavily and deeply.

     Every few seconds Johanna would whisper words of encouragement to the boy, saying how well he was doing, how good he was making her feel, before pulling David into her chest once more, crossing her legs behind him.

     Despite the initial surprise, David adapted to the new position placing his arm on either side of her torso and keeping his thrusts as bast as he could, burrowing his brow and closing his eyes in concentration. 

     'Ooohhh, yes... David!' Johanna moaned at his efforts, grasping his hair with a hand. 'Oh, sweety, you are doing so good. Aaah, tell me... tell me how it feels.' Johanna asked, earning a grunt from him as he looked at her with half open eyes.

     'It's... Gah! Warm.' David answered, trying to form a sentence as he kept on pistoning into her. 'T-Tight... And snug all around, ghh... It's like it's... Pulling me back in!' He finished with a hard thrust, both of then jerking their heads back and moaning at the motion. 

     'Ah! Yes! Please... David... Fuck me harder!' Johanna screamed in pleasure, hugging his head to one of her breasts and uncrossing her legs to curl her toes in the covers. Despite the initial shock (both at the pull and at hearing Johanna curse), David complied, sucking her nipple into his mouth and doubling his waist movements.

     The sounds that echoed through the house were only those of pleasure and bliss. Loud moans from Johanna, sucking noises from David, and slaps of wet skin where they joined together. Neither cared if someone else heard, as their minds and bodies only could only focus on eachother. 

     'J-Johanna!' David yelled as he pulled his mouth back from her pillowy breasts. 'I-I, ahh! I think I'm gonna... B-Burst again!' He warned, still not stopping his movements.

     Bringing her hands to his face, Johanna turned his head towards her. 'Oh god, David! I'm, ghh, close too!' Johanna replied, the strange echo in ber voice going unnoticed by David. 'Do it! Give it to me! DAVID!' Johanna screamed as her back arched, moaning deeply as her tunnel tightened around David's rod.

     Gasping at the sudden tightness, David grunted and forced his eyes closed, desperately trying to achieve the release that grew inside him. 'So... Tight..! JOHANNA!' 

     With one final thrust, the barrier inside him broke, his penis twitching wildly as it shot burst after burst of semen into Johanna's womb.

     As the overwhelming sensation took him over Johanna pulled David into a kiss, more forceful than the other they had shared. David was so tired he barely could keep his eyes open, paying barely any mind to the green glow Johanna's eyes had or the feeling of smoke being sucked from his mouth.

     As the kiss finished, David fell onto Johanna. As he dove into a deep slumber, he could have sworn he heard a giggled that didn't belong to either of them, but he paid it no mind. He felt too good and too tired to care.

 
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