Naga Boyfriend Yaruth 2 (special preview)

“That sounds like a young man’s problem.” I stretch my legs out again, slightly hoping he seeks out heat again.

Yaruth shrugs and sighs. “I have simply reached my sexual maturity. I am two hundred after all.”

“Two hundred?” I blurt.

Yaruth sits up. “How old did you think I was?” He inches closer to me. “My kind tends to live a very long time.”

“Oh wow,” I lean back again. 

Yaruth lays his head on my thigh and places his arm around me. He snuggles in close and rubs his cheek to my leg. “Do not worry. I am not so old by our standards. And like I said, my sexual peak has just hit. I am more apt to pleasure you than any human boy you’ve been with.”

“Not all of them were boys,” I scoff.

Yaruth raises his head in curiosity. “Oh? That sounds like a story.”

“It isn’t,” I grumblr, crossing my arms against my chest. “Just a stupid fling.”

Yaruth sits up. “I’d like to hear about it.”

I frown at him then sigh. “Couple of years ago,” I grumble. “He was traveling through town, selling his wares and whatever. He was quite older,” I huff. “Big and grizzled and just-” I comb my fingers through my hair. “I thought he was so damn sexy, all because he wasn’t from the village or was anyone I knew my whole life. I rode him like a wild bull. Whenever we were alone together that’s all we did.” I bite my lip at the memory, remembering how good it felt to behave so badly and so unabashed. 

“We did it everywhere we could.” I look up at Yaruth. “Anywhere.”

A big grin has spread across Yaruth’s face. “It sounds like a good time.”

“It was,” I chuckle. “I often- no.” I stop myself and laugh. “That’s too much.”

“I doubt it.” Yaruth replies. “We’re trying to get to know one another better. Tell me and I’ll tell you something that’s just as much.”

I feel hot and tingly all over. I smirk and bite my lip. “I often touch myself remembering those stolen moments. Nothing turn me on more than remembering how good it felt when he first slid his cock inside me. I would-” Yaruth places his hand gently over my mouth. I look up at him, seeing the lidded expression he holds on his face.

“You need to stop.” His snarling voice is dark and desperate. “A man can only take so much.”

I smirk as he takes his hand away. “You wanted it.”

“I did,” he laughs nervously. 

I nod at him. “Now you tell me something.” I spread my legs a little, just enough it gave him a peek of what was under my robe.

Yaruth keeps his eyes up and meeting mine. “If I don’t masturbate right this second I may pass out and die.”

I snort and throw my head back laughing. As I calm down I grin at him and wave out my hand. “Then do it.”

“Not here,” he snarls. He motions to the door leading back out to the hot pool.

We leave the pillow room and go back into the pool. It’s empty now, all his sisters are gone. It must be dark out, I can hear crickets and the sounds of the night just beyond the windows. I turn, looking at Yaruth as he sinks into the water. He leans back against the edge and I see two sharp points jutting from the water at his hip.

I try not to stare but I can’t help it. He has two of them?

“You want a closer look?” Yaruth rolls his hips out of the water, letting me get a better view of his double dick.