Chapter 43: Night With Layla (Part-2) (1/2)

This is the third time I am experiencing the side effects of the beast’s awakening in my life.

Unlike when the poison itself activates; I keep control of my body in case the side effects. It’s just that I grow really horny and lose all diffidence.

I empty my hands by throwing the can of whipped cream and a bottle of chocolate syrup on the bed and close the distance between me and Layla.

First, I enclose her into a tight hug and then move my right hand to grab her meaty ass and my left to grope her huge tits.

From my sudden proactiveness, Layla freezes for an instant.

“You wanted to know if I like this new underwear, right?” I ask Layla in a confident voice while kissing her long and smooth neck and the area around it passionately.

“Y-Yes,” she answers.

“Obviously, I do. You look so juicy in it…”

“J-J-J-Juicy?”

“Yes… so fucking juicy,” I say, now sucking on her neck and even squeezing her bountiful tits and ass.

I can literally feel Layla’s raging heartbeats with my hand on her boobs now. Her blushing skin is also getting heated, showing her excitement.

She also moves up her hands to wrap around my back and wordlessly urge me to stop kissing her neck. Well, I know she wants me to kiss somewhere else now… and I oblige.

Instantly, I move up my face and crush my lips against Layla’s soft and plump ones… taking her first kiss.

Layla also desperately kisses me back as if she was waiting her entire life for this moment and after a few minutes of moving our lips against each other passionately, I daringly open my mouth to take out my tongue out as well.

Layla also does not hesitate now and takes her own tongue out to intertwine with mine, also giving me a taste of her sweet saliva.

Though I want to keep kissing her like this for a little longer but before I noticed, my cock has already become fully erect and it is also poking on Layla’s smooth stomach.

Fuck! I need to put it inside Layla’s wet meat-hole…

I separate my body from her making her hands fall from my back.

“So, which one do you like better? Chocolate or whipped cream?” I ask while moving to the bed before lowering myself on it.

“C-Chocolate… or whipped cream?” Layla breathlessly asks, looking at me with lust-filled eyes.

“Yes, which one?”

I again ask while simultaneously starting to strip out of my clothes till only my underwear trunks remain.

“C-Chocolate…” Layla answers.

Her golden eyes are stuck on my body, especially on my cock which is making a tent with my trunks.

Well, I am no different. I cannot help but feast my eyes on her amazingly sexy look. I too keep looking at her crotch, trying to get a glimpse of her pussy.

“Good, now come here,” I tell Layla while patting the bed.

Shyly, she too moves to the bed and stands next to me without doing anything. She is clearly depending upon me to lead her as this is her first time having sex.

And well, with these side effects, my feeling of hesitating is already gone so…

“Sit on my face,” I say.

“S-Sit?” Layla asks while turning into the color of a tomato.

“Yes, we both will be giving oral to each other,” I say.

Yes, I am asking for the 69 position.

Layla does not move but keeps looking at me. I can tell that something is going inside her mind though I am not sure what it is.

After a few more seconds of standing like this, suddenly, a determined sort of look comes on her face and she moves forward.

I thought she will sit on the bed first but surprising me, she just places her right knee beside my head and stretches the other one across my face to rest it on the other side.

And finally, through the slit in the lacy underwear, I get a clear view of Layla’s pussy for the first time in my life.

It is shaved (I can tell she did it today), light pink in color and rather small in size. The skin around it is tinged red and I can also trace wetness around it which is the result of our hot make-out session before.

I want to lick and suck on it right now but Layla hasn’t stopped moving yet…

She bends her upper body forward till her face comes directly beside my crotch and instantly grabs the sides of my underwear to lower it… revealing my cock.

Woah…

“Y-You want me to pour c-chocolate syrup on it, right?” She asks stutteringly.

“Yes. And I want you to lick it off my penis as well,” I answer.

Even though I cannot see her face, I can tell that it has just turned, if possible, redder right now.

Fufufu… I guess I was wrong. Layla is determined to be proactive in this as well.