The Omnistore System

Chapter 469: Regret leaving (R-18)



Keyara stood just beyond the slightly ajar door, her hand pressed against the cool wood. Her face was a mix of longing and regret, her eyes wide as she peeked through the narrow opening. She hadn't left as completely as the others thought. Instead, she had retreated to the hallway, only to find herself unable to tear away from the scene unfolding within.

Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling quickly as her mind warred with itself. One hand had slipped down the waistband of her pants, fingers teasing the slick warmth between her thighs as she watched in secret. The sight of Viana taking her place, holding Keith so intimately, sent a pang of jealousy coursing through her.

"Why did I leave?" she whispered to herself, her voice tinged with frustration and desire. Her hand moved more urgently now, her fingers sliding against her wetness as she bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan. She watched Viana with envy, the way she cradled Keith's head to her chest, how Keith moaned and writhed against her as Kevin's thrusts pushed them all deeper into the haze of lust.

The regret gnawed at Keyara, twisting inside her as she stood frozen in place. Her body betrayed her emotions, however, her hips rocking softly against her own hand, desperate for some form of release. She could hear Keith's muffled moans, could see the pleasure etched on Viana's face as she pressed Keith's face even more firmly into her breasts, her body trembling in response to the subtle jolts traveling through them.

The scene before her only heightened Keyara's need, each passing moment a cruel reminder of the pleasure she had walked away from. Her breath hitched as she watched Kevin's hands slide from Keith's waist to Viana's body, one hand teasing her breast while the other trailed down to caress her thigh. Viana arched slightly into his touch, her face flush with a mix of shame and desire, caught in the web of sensations.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Keyara's jealousy flared again, but so did her arousal. She couldn't stop watching as Viana let out a soft moan, her body responding eagerly to Kevin's touch. Each sound, each movement of their bodies, made Keyara's pulse quicken. Her fingers moved faster now, pressing deeper, her breath coming out in shallow pants as she struggled to control herself.

Inside the room, the tension between the three was reaching its peak. Keith, though still trapped in her own pleasure, began to move with more purpose, her hips rising and falling to meet Kevin's thrusts with renewed energy. Her moans grew louder, more urgent, as she buried her face deeper into Viana's chest, her lips brushing over Viana's sensitive nipples. Viana shuddered in response, her hands gripping Keith's shoulders tightly as she tried to maintain her composure, her own pleasure building rapidly.

Kevin, ever the predator, detected the change in the atmosphere. His thrusts grew more deliberate―slower yet deeper as he savored the way Keith's body tightened around him. His hand slid up Viana's body, gripping her breast with a possessive strength while his fingers teased her nipple through the fabric. He pressed them to Keith's face, squeezing it between them, his body and Viana's creating a cocoon around her, holding her firmly in place.

Keith's hand wandered across her grandmother's body, squeezing her soft curves at the waist, tracing the lines of her form with an almost desperate need. Her touch was shaky yet filled with intent as she felt the familiar rush of an approaching orgasm building in her core. "I... I'm cumming..." she whimpered, her breath catching in her throat as she prepared to give in to the pleasure that was just moments away. But then, without warning, Kevin groaned deeply, his voice thick with lust, as he announced his release too, "I am cumming..."

His penis pulsed inside Keith, hot spurts of his semen flooding her already hypersensitive walls. The sensation made her body tremble as his penis seemed to grow even larger within her, stretching her tightness even more as it filled her completely. Each slow, deliberate thrust drove him deeper, his swollen head slamming against her most sensitive spot, causing a cascade of tingles to shoot through her body. The pressure, combined with the feeling of being utterly full, pushed her over the edge much faster than she had anticipated.

Keith's moans grew louder, muffled as she buried her face into Viana's breasts, her orgasm hitting her much sooner than she expected. The pleasure rushed in all at once, overwhelming her mind and body as the intense waves of bliss drugged her senses, leaving her completely lost in the euphoria of the moment.

While both Keith and Kevin were lost in the overwhelming throes of their orgasms, Viana watched them, a deep wave of jealousy twisting in her stomach. She wasn't anywhere near the pleasure they were lost in now, and the need for release gnawed at her insides. She could feel Keith's trembling body pressed against hers, riding through the intense waves of her climax. Keith's hands gripped Viana's waist tightly, her fingers digging into her flesh. Every shudder, every tremble of Keith's orgasm sent small jolts through Viana's own body, teasing her with the pleasure she craved but couldn't quite reach.

Meanwhile, Kevin's powerful hands wrapped around Viana's waist, pulling her closer to him as he squeezed Keith between their bodies. His hips slowed with the final, deep thrusts that sent hot pulses of his release into Keith's quivering core. Viana could feel the heat radiating off them, the sensation of Kevin's powerful movements pushing Keith against her, as if they were all connected in a moment of raw, shared desire. But despite being drawn into their pleasure, her own body still throbbed with an unfulfilled need that kept her on edge.

As Viana stood there, caught between the intense pull of pleasure and the simmering frustration of her unfulfilled desire, she remained completely unaware of Keyara's presence just beyond the slightly ajar door. Keyara, too, wore a similar expression of frustration, her eyes locked on the scene before her as she watched the others reach their peak, yearning for the same release that eluded her.