Warrior Training System

"I'm sorry... I beg you, please make me cum," Katherine pleaded, her voice breathless as Cassian finally let go of her arm. She pressed herself back, rubbing his length between her cheeks, trying to persuade him with her body.

Cassian only smirked, his hand landing on one of her buttocks with a sharp slap that made her moan. "Ask for it," he said, voice low and teasing. "But in the filthiest way you can. Then maybe..."

He ground his hips against her smooth skin, slowly, deliberately. He had already come once—earlier that morning—thanks to her. She was the one who woke first, and woke him up with her mouth.

He wasn't exactly desperate for another release—after all, he'd already had his—but he still hadn't given her even a single one in nearly an hour. Yet he didn't stop teasing her, making her crave it more with every passing second.

She bit her lip, rubbing herself against him again, mind racing to think of the dirtiest way to beg. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment, but the desire overpowered her shame as she finally spoke: "Please... put your cock back inside this bitch in heat's pussy and make it cum on it over and over."

Cassian smirked at her words, guiding himself between her folds. "Not bad," he murmured, "though you could've phrased it a little better…" With both hands, he grabbed her soft cheeks and pulled her back onto him in one firm motion. She gasped, moaning loudly as he filled her.

"So," he added with a sly grin, "you'll have to earn that orgasm yourself."

He didn't move—just stayed buried deep inside her, hands firmly squeezing her soft cheeks. Katherine shuddered, the stretch of his thick head pressing against her deepest spot still making her breath hitch. But she understood his game. Still trembling from the last wave of pleasure, she slowly pushed her hips forward, then rolled them back, trying to find the rhythm she craved.

Cassian held her wide open, watching every motion with amused satisfaction as she worked to pleasure herself on him.

Her wet, soft folds clung tightly around his thick length, the sensation made more intense by the light brush of her trimmed, dark red hair. At the top, nestled between her plush cheeks, was a beautifully flushed rim of skin—slightly darker and incredibly sensitive. Cassian ran his thumbs over it, drawing a deep moan from her lips as she began to move with purpose, rocking her hips forward until only his tip remained inside, then slamming back down to take him in fully once more.

Ravess didn't have as clear a view as Cassian, but watching Katherine desperately rock her hips left her with a strange, unsettled feeling. 'Why? Why is she doing that?' she wondered, even though she had overheard their conversation just minutes earlier. Still, it was hard for her to believe—a woman could actually reach an orgasm too?

If only she had noticed the damp heat gathering between her own thighs, Ravess might have realized the truth sooner. But that revelation was coming—fast—as she watched Katherine grind her hips back and forth, slamming down onto Cassian with growing urgency. He barely moved, just enough to meet her thrusts and make sure his length reached her deepest parts each time she pushed back.

Then came a sharp smack to her rear, making it jiggle as he said with a teasing edge, "Harder. It's not just about you, my lady. If you want me to finish, you better work for it—unless you're fine waiting another hour…"

That sent Katherine into a mild panic—she was so close to her climax, and she knew Cassian would make her wait even longer if she finished before him. Desperate, she panted out, "No... ngh... don't— I'll do it... I promise…" Her voice trembled as she tried to hold back the wave crashing inside her.

She clenched down, forcing herself to resist the orgasm bubbling up, knowing that losing control now would cost her double the wait. But it wasn't easy. Her hips moved faster on their own, the pressure mounting, the slick heat between her legs spilling freely now—so much that it soaked her thighs and the sheets below like someone had poured a glass of water in between her legs.

The wet squelching sounds had grown so loud that even Ravess could hear them clearly, mixing with the sharp slaps of skin and Katherine's uninhibited moans. She wasn't holding back at all—clearly not concerned about waking Ravess up. But then again, if they were worried about that, they wouldn't have started in the first place.

That thought made Ravess a little annoyed. So much for consideration. Still… her irritation took a backseat to curiosity. She found herself watching intently, eyes drifting to where the real action was—Cassian's thick length sliding in and out of Katherine's folds. That's what she really wanted to see… the moment when it all tipped over. When Katherine finally came.

She couldn't help it—they were doing it at just the right angle, giving her a clear enough view of what was happening. Not perfect, but enough to see Katherine's folds stretched wide around Cassian's thick shaft, stuffed so completely it almost looked painful… and yet, clearly wasn't.

What Ravess didn't realize was how much it was affecting her—not just in her thoughts, but deeper. At first, she thought she was simply curious about what an orgasm felt like. But the longer she watched, the more her mind kept drifting—not to the climax, but to the sensation of that same thick length inside her instead.

"I'm coming!" Katherine cried out loudly, her voice trembling with raw intensity. Cassian let out a deep grunt in response, and then Ravess saw something she had never imagined actually happening—Katherine's body jerked, and a sudden gush of fluid sprayed from between her folds, splashing out with surprising force.

She didn't stop. Katherine kept moving her hips, moaning through her release as more of that liquid followed. Cassian, clearly caught off guard or overwhelmed, gripped her bucking hips tightly, trying to hold her in place as she rode out every wave of her climax.

"I'm cummming..." she heard Katherine shout, while Cassian grunted like a confused bear. What unfolded next was something straight out of a wild dream—liquid gushing from Katherine's depths, splattering everywhere as she wiggled her backside and moaned top of her lung. Cassian, looking like he was wrestling with a particularly feisty octopus, grabbed her moving buttocks and started to grind against her, making Katherine moan even louder. "Don't move... I'm about to burst... no... no... ahh..." After that, it was just a symphony of moans as Cassian, with a look of sheer determination, kept the rhythm going, hands working their magic while the liquid kept flowing. Katherine's body jerked in waves, her breasts bouncing and glistening from the splashes.

Ravess, wide-eyed, could only ask, 'Was that... an orgasm?'