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Chapter 43: Knowing preferences... I guess
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Chapter 43: Knowing preferences... I guess

Kissing noises echoed softly in the living room.

They were hugging and kissing each other on the couch as the faint glow of the TV cast warm shadows across them.

Cynthia’s arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, with her body straddling his lap as she kissed him with all the pent-up longing she had carried for years.

Klein’s hands rested on her hips as he kissed her back, his lips moving against her lips gently.

He pulled back slightly after a long moment, breathing a little heavier as he looked at her flushed face.

"You’re kissing me for a while now."

Cynthia’s cheeks flushed as she looked at him with a small, breathless smile.

"I waited so long for this... so."

She leaned in again, pressing her lips against his in a more desperate kiss.

Klein responded and pulled her tighter against him.

He gently pushed his tongue past her lips, teaching her how to kiss properly.

Cynthia’s eyes widened slightly at first, surprised by the new sensation, but she quickly followed his lead.

Her tongue tentatively met his tongue, clumsy at first but growing more confident as she learned from him.

The kiss became more passionate as their tongues entwined.

Cynthia let out a soft, muffled moan against his mouth and hands gripped his shoulders tightly, her nails digging into his t-shirt as she lost herself in the kiss.

When they finally parted, both of them were breathing heavily with a trail of saliva connecting their lips.

Cynthia’s lips were slightly swollen as she looked at him with flushed cheeks.

Klein smiled gently and his hand came up to cup her cheek as he brushed his thumb across her lower lip.

"You’re a quick learner," he murmured.

"Well, this is my first time kissing." She let out a soft laugh and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his neck.

"Let’s go and sleep, you are drunk."

"Mhm."

She carefully stood up from his lap, taking his hand and helping him to his feet.

Klein swayed slightly, the strong beer clearly affecting him more than he had expected.

Cynthia wrapped an arm around his waist, supporting him as they walked toward the bedroom.

She helped him lie down on the bed, pulling the blanket over him as she climbed into the bed beside him.

Klein immediately turned toward her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close.

She let out a soft sigh and her body relaxed against him as she wrapped her arms around him.

"Sleep well, Kay," she whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of his head.

Klein hummed in response, his hold on her tightening slightly as he drifted off.

Cynthia stayed awake for a while longer, listening to his steady breathing as she held him close.

’Even this is better, Klein... love me... please.’

She closed her eyes, savoring the warmth of his body against hers as the night stretched on.

For tonight, at least, she had him all to herself.

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Next Morning

Klein woke up with a pounding headache, making the room spin slightly when he tried to sit up.

The strong beer from last night had done its job well and he groaned softly, rubbing his temples as he swung his legs off the bed.

After a quick trip to the bathroom to relieve himself and splash some cold water on his face, he felt a little more awake.

He walked downstairs, his bare feet padding softly on the floor as he headed toward the kitchen for some water.

But as he passed Cynthia’s room, he heard the sound of running water in the shower.

He paused, then pushed the door open slightly, intending to ask if she wanted breakfast or something.

Seeing that the bathroom door was half open, he walked in.

And the sight that greeted him made him stop in his tracks.

Cynthia was standing under the shower, completely naked.

The water cascaded down her body, glistening on her dark-caramel skin as it traced every curve.

Her long white hair was wet and plastered against her back, and her eyes were closed as she tilted her head back, letting the water run over her face and shoulders.

Her full breasts rose and fell during each breath, with water droplets running down her stomach and thighs.

Klein stood there for a moment watching the smooth curves and the way the water highlighted her figure and the feminine shape of her hips and legs.

Cynthia was humming softly to herself, completely relaxed under the warm spray.

"Cyn..."

Huh? She turned her head toward the door and her eyes widened in ’surprise’ as if she hadn’t just left the door open deliberately for him.

Then, instead of panicking or covering herself, a small smile appeared on her lips.

"Kay... you’re up early."

Klein smiled dryly, leaning against the doorframe as he looked at her "You left the door open. I was coming to ask if you wanted breakfast."

Cynthia laughed softly, turning off the shower and reaching for a towel.

She wrapped it around her body, though it did little to hide her curves as she stepped out of the shower.

She walked closer to him, her wet hair dripping water onto the floor as she looked up at him with bright, affectionate eyes.

Klein’s gaze softened as he looked at her "Sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude."

Cynthia shook her head, stepping closer until she was right in front of him.

She reached up and gently touched his cheek, "It’s okay. I don’t mind if it’s you."

She leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, "Give me a minute to get dressed. I’ll make breakfast for us."

Klein nodded, watching as she walked toward her closet with the towel wrapped around her body.

As she was drying herself with the towel, he walked back to her and hugged her from behind.

"Ah..." Cynthia let out a soft, surprised sound and leaned back into his embrace, her damp body pressing against him as she continued drying her arms.

"How does my body look since the last time you saw it in high school?"

Klein’s hands rested on her hips, his fingers gently tracing the curves of her waist as he looked at her reflection in the mirror.

Her dark-caramel skin was still slightly damp, glistening under the room’s light.

"You’ve gotten even more beautiful. You were always pretty, but now... you’re stunning."

Cynthia’s cheeks flushed, but she smiled, "You’re just saying that because you’re still a little drunk," she teased, though her voice was warm with affection.

Klein slowly raised her left thigh, sliding his hand under her knee as he lifted it gently.

Her breath hitched as he held her leg up, exposing her pussy in the mirror.

He looked at her reflection as he used his other hand to gently spread her pussy folds, revealing the soft, pink inner lips.

Her cheeks burned with a deep blush, but she didn’t stop him.

He didn’t say anything, simply looking at her exposed pussy in the mirror as his fingers gently spread her folds a little more and traced the soft, warm flesh with his fingertips.

Cynthia’s legs trembled slightly, but she kept her thigh raised for him, "W-What do you think... I shaved just this morning."

Kissing her cheek, he whispered "You’re beautiful here too, Cyn."

Turning her head, she asked "Do you like it shaved like this? Or do you prefer it with a little hair?"

Eh? Klein was dumbfounded for a moment upon hearing this question. His fingers paused briefly on her folds as he processed her words.

"...I like it shaved, I guess."

Cynthia mentally noted her preferences as his fingers continued to touch her.

"Do you... do you like how it looks? My pussy, I mean... is it... nice?"

With a soft chuckle, he replied "It’s beautiful, Cyn."

She kept her thigh raised for him and asked another question "What about... inside? Do you think it feels good? Would you want to... put your fingers inside?"

"I think it would feel amazing inside. I’d love to feel it."

Cynthia nodded her head seriously, happy in her heart that he likes her body "Do you want to taste it someday? My pussy, I mean..."

He couldn’t help but laugh in his heart, hearing her questions "Yes. I’d like that very much."

"What about... my breasts?" she whispered. "Do you like them? Are they... big enough? Do you like my nipples?"

Klein’s gaze shifted upward in the mirror as he looked at her soft breasts.

They were round with dark-caramel skin and pink nipples that were already slightly hardened.

"They look great. I bet they will feel good."

Resting his chin on her shoulder, he asked "So what’s up with these questions?"

Turning her head, she replied with a shy smile "I... I just wanted to know what you think and your preferences."

"I’ve always wondered if you liked my body and if you find me attractive... and stuff like that."

Kissing her cheek, he replied "I love all of you, Cynthia. Your body is also very stunning..."

His hand came down and he squeezed her ass, his fingers digging into the soft, round flesh "If it wasn’t for the beer yesterday, I would have tasted this body yesterday night itself."

She giggled, her body shaking slightly in his arms as she felt his hand on her ass.

The squeeze made her bite her lip and she turned to look at him "Do you like anal? Have you ever done it with Arwen?"

"What about handjobs, boobjobs and blowjobs? Does Arwen do that?"

"Also... like do you have those fetishes? Like armpits or feet or something."

"What about spanking? Do you like spanking girls?"

"What about choking? Or hair pulling? Do you like being rough?"

"Do you like... creampies? Or pulling out? What about facials?"

"How about that BDSM stuff?"

"What sex positions do you like the most?"

"What about roleplaying?"

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