[Book of Eros] Chapter 55 - Exploring Angela’s body. (Patreon)

Angela was a staving wild animal. A lioness whose claws and teeth had finally grown back and who pounced immediately on the prey she’d been eyeing for so long. She kissed Leonardo fiercely, devouring his mouth as a new feeling rose inside her, gently scratching that previously unreachable itch. But when her prey fought back, the fierce lioness became a meek, frightened cat. When Leo, just as hungry as his girlfriend, thrust his hips to desperately grind the tent in his pants between Angela’s legs, her whole body shook. She yelped and pulled away, sitting on her knees and looking down at herself with surprise and confusion as she gingerly placed a hand on top of her purple panties.

She looked at Leo, begging for an explanation of what she’d just felt, and that triggered his own memories. The first time he’d felt pleasure like that had been intense. Even the lightest touch was overwhelming. He’d had to become accustomed to his own body, get to know himself and his new sensations. It was the same for Angela, apparently. Their bodies were technically mature, but supernatural forces kept them numb to natural feelings.

Leo shot Angela a reassuring smile as he sat down on the bed. “We better not rush,” he told her. “You don’t even know your own body, and the new sensations are too overwhelming, right? I’d rather give you time to explore yourself on your own, but… I think I need to be here for this to work.”

To confirm this, Angela backed away even further and started playing with her nipples under her white camisole. She frowned. “Yeah, I don’t feel anything when I do it myself,” she groaned.

“Come here,” he told her. “Sit on my lap.” She looked at him questioningly, but trusted him regardless. Angela sat on his lap with her back to him. The contact now made her shiver, but her hands were trembling even more. He put his own hands over hers and kissed the top of her head. “Use my hands however you want. Don’t rush. Touch any place you feel like. Before we do anything, you should know your own body.”

“I really just want to fuck,” she said with a wry smile. “But I guess… doing this wouldn’t be so bad. It’s embarrassing as shit, though.”

“I’m not gonna laugh,” he told her.

“I know,” she smiled genuinely at him and kissed him once before she took his hands. She took a deep breath and guided them.

First, he moved his hands along her strong, smooth legs. His touch made her shiver and suck in a breath. At her request, he gently caressed her thighs before moving his hands along her curves. She let out a cute, unintentional laugh when his fingers brushed the sides of her waist. Seems she was a little ticklish there. She guided his hand through the less sensitive parts of the human body. Her back, her shoulders, her arms. Then, when she was ready, she had him cup her breasts through her camisole again. The delightful mix of softness and firmness made his heart pound, and he wondered if she could feel it against her back. It might have been his own imagination that he thought he could feel her heartbeat against his chest.

“Fuck…” she gasped. “This feels way too good.” She made his hands grope her chest in circles, and Leo had to try very hard not to lose himself in the sensation. Her chest was larger than Reiko’s, though slightly firmer. Since that day at the beach, he’d avoided touching her again so as not to cause her discomfort. But now she was enjoying it, which let him enjoy doing it with her in return.

She moved his hands under her white camisole to feel his fingers directly on her skin. “Shit,” she breathed again. “Can you rub my nipples a little?”

“Gladly,” he said. And so, as she moved his hands to feel her breasts, Leo’s thumbs carefully rubbed her hardening nipples. He could feel her body growing hotter and hotter. Her eyes were closed, choosing to focus solely on the new sensations. Her deep nasal breaths and her pursed lips were a sign that she had found a good spot. It made Leo wonder if it was the heightened sensitivity that made her like having her breasts played with so much or if this was how she’d normally be. He was silently hoping for the latter, as he wouldn’t mind spending hours doing just this.

With another deep breath, Angela moved his hands down and set them on her firm stomach. The biggest reaction she got from that spot was a few laughs from being ticklish. Leo would be taking advantage of that at some point, but not now. Definitely later, though. Then, Angela guided his hand even further down. Her body stiffened even before his fingers reached the edge of her panties. Leo kissed her head again, and her body slowly started to relax. His fingers touched the moist fabric of her purple panties and brushed over her covered slit. She moved them up and down along it, breath shaking and uneven. Her moans were becoming more pronounced, and ever so slowly, she was pressing his finger more firmly against her crotch to allow herself to feel more.

“Shit, can you do the rest?” Angela asked him tiredly, her body loosing strength as she leaned comfortably against his chest. “I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore. I’m just desperate to get off.”

“Okay,” he told her and kissed her cheek. With her permission, he slid his fingers under her panties and touched her directly. Angela squirmed, but didn’t make any moves to stop him. His fingers brushed her drenched pussy, and Leo made a conscious effort not to find her clit. He was worried it might be too much for her in her current state. Instead of an explosion of sensations, he brought her over the edge with a steady wave of pleasure as he touched her pussy.

Angela bit her lip and grunted loudly as he body became stiff as a board, trembling violently. She breathed hard and loudly through her nose alone while her brain was rocked by an intense ecstasy for the very first time in her life. Faint tears started forming in the corner of her eyes as she fainted right then and there. Remembering that something similar had happened to him, Leo told himself to stay calm. He set Angela down on the bed, covered her, and watched over her as she slept like a log.