"I'd rather jerk off than hurt you.
I'd never hurt you. Don't be scared.
Okay?"
Kiss, he said, kissing the surface of my lips. Nodding, I wrapped my arms around his neck. His heavy body pressed down on my chest as he slid a hand between my back and the mattress to grab my buttocks.
"I've held back as much as I can."
Muttering almost to himself, he pulled at the flesh of my buttocks to widen the hole further.
Simultaneously, his hot, hard penis-like a thick iron rod heated in fire-forced its large body one more notch into me.
"Hah... hmm, hmm, hu, hup."
As my breath was drawn inward, my stomach tightened tautly. The expression on his face inside me twisted at the crushing pressure on his member. Seeing my movements directly connected to his reactions made the reality that we were joined vividly real.
"If we did this in the same house as the kids, it would've been uneasy, right?"
"
..."At first, he didn't try to push in deeper. In the awkwardly inserted state, he just circled his hips to widen the entrance. He seemed more focused on kissing, caressing, stroking my back, waist, buttocks, and playful light pinches.
But soon, the playfulness became more than play, and wherever he rubbed and ground, a deep fragrance bloomed. In a state of clinging tightly to each other, he began repeating the motion of lifting his hips and lowering them again.
Scraping against my inner walls as if dragging out everything inside me as he withdrew, then twisting his hips side to side as he slowly pushed back in. Not just pushing in, but the repeated piston-like motion of pulling out and filling back in made my trembling breath sound like sobbing.
Still, I didn't close my eyes.
Without looking away from each other, we watched every trace of penetration rising on the other's face. As if missing this moment would be foolish.
His hips drew large circles rubbing the entrance, or created wave-like undulations from shoulders to His hips drew large circles rubbing the entrance, or created wave-like undulations from shoulders to buttocks that swayed, or shook finely without pushing deeper or pulling back, moving with astonishing flexibility.
Each time, strange pleasures squirmed inside me. Convulsions that flared up sharply as they surged and then receded, elusive yet close enough to twist my hips.
Moaning as if pleading, I pulled his body closer, hugging him tighter. I massaged his stiff nape and shoulders, traced the contours of his bulging arm muscles with my hand.
Locking my gaze on his eyes, I curled my tongue and hooked it onto his, grinding.
His hips pulled back until only the glans penis remained, then plunged back in. My inner walls, which had momentarily contracted, convulsed and then opened wide again. The sensation of rubbing over that tingling spot felt like it was grabbing my throat and toying with it.
"Hmm, hm... hah. Ugh."
Clutching his neck tightly, burying my lips in the nape of his neck, Clutching his neck tightly, burying my lips in the nape of his neck, forgetting all shame, I inhaled his scent through my nose and lips.
"You like my smell?"
His breath was ragged
as he asked
that. I nodded vigorously. He too bowed his head deeply, biting my ear and neck.
"Your smell too... drives me crazy."
While keeping his upper body pressed tightly against mine, only his lower half moved rapidly, he bit my lip.
"Where's it coming from? Here?" Sucking on my lips, swollen as if about to burst, panting heavily, he was, like me, in a state of
completely lost reason. Only a fierce light flickered in his eyes where the blue had faded to a faint hue.
"Or maybe... here?"
"Haah, huk."
Grabbing my shoulders and pulling me down while simultaneously thrusting his hips upward made my eyes widen momentarily. It felt like his glans penis was pressing against my heart.
His pubic hair touched my groin. He was fully swallowed inside. Grabbing my shoulders and pulling me down while simultaneously thrusting his hips upward made my eyes widen momentarily. It felt like his glans penis was pressing against my heart.
His pubic hair touched my groin. He was fully swallowed inside.
Without giving me time to feel the pressure filling my insides, he immediately pulled back out. The clearly defined glans penis swept over that tingling spot. And then, accelerating, he entered again with a forceful rub.
"Ha, ugh... th-there..."
Continuing to readjust my grip on his neck, I repeatedly bit and released his lips. A pleasure that felt like setting my entire body on fire from the inside, making me curt inward, contracted my limbs.
The sound of the sticky fluid-a mixture of the lubricant that had been filling me earlier and the pre-ejaculate he must have released inside-squelching and leaking out painted a vivid picture of the repeated thrusting happening below, even without looking. Every circuit in my head was on fire, thought processes halting. The sound of the sticky fluid-a mixture of the lubricant that had been filling me earlier and the pre-ejaculate he must have released inside-squelching and leaking out painted a vivid picture of the repeated thrusting happening below, even without looking. Every circuit in my head was on fire, thought processes halting.
"You said your thighs go numb when you see my dick. That thing... because sex with it feels so good...
So that's why you're giving off that scent here? Fuck, it's here... isn't it?"
Each time he emphasized 'here,' thrusting all the way in and grinding, he drove into me as if to break me with his final words. If I had felt pain, the penetration would have been ruthless enough to be called violence.
But I wrapped my arms around his neck, spread my legs, and shook my hips.
Sex feels good. The sex with him, which I've just discovered, feels so good it's driving me crazy... That just his scent makes my body ache, that just seeing his member makes me
frantic.
Then, quickly changing position, he thrust his knee between my thighs. My legs were forced apart again by the outward push, and kneeling between them, he settled in.
Pushing his spread thighs under mine, he took his own penis in hand.
Considering the weight one could roughly imagine from its girth and length, the stiff angle his penis was maintaining seemed impossible. Rising from the dense, sweat-dampened pubic hair, it looked like it could never possibly fit inside me.
Grasping the middle of his shaft and aiming the glans penis at the entrance, he rubbed the shimmering pre-ejaculate from the thick glans around the opening several times. As if it were some magic potion that would make this seemingly impossible penetration possible.
All the while, he licked his lower lip with his tongue several times.
And grabbing my limp, exhausted hand from the prolonged foreplay, he pulled. As I raised my body, I naturally ended up sitting astride his thigh.
Pulling my shirt, half-off and half-on, from the back of the neck to……..(different section) "See? It's still open."
The lewd sensation of his finger overlapping mine as we teased the entrance was indescribable. My eyelids twitched, and my chest swelled. He rubbed his lips against my swollen chest, then lifted his chin to lick my lower lip, whispering...
"The inside is even softer. I'm going crazy with anticipation."
Sucking and chewing on my lower lip as he looked up at me, his eyes were damp as if in a dream.
Barely propped up on my knees, holding onto his shoulders, I slowly Lowered my body. He held the shaft firmly from below to prevent it from being pushed out. The sensation of the slick glans penis gradually widening the entrance and entering was smoother than I'd thought.
The vivid reality of a part of me that had never experienced this before being forcibly pried open and filled by an external force was intense, but it wasn't accompanied by pain, agony, or discomfort.
To keep my consciousness from focusing solely below, he kept guiding me into kisses.
Exchanging saliva, rubbing tongues, savoring the ticklish sensation of his tongue-tip exploring the delicate inner lining of my cheek... It felt like I was becoming a wad of cotton soaked in his scent. His naked body, glistening with sweat in the dim darkness, was the scent itself, and I, being licked, spread, and filled by it, was now becoming a complete part of that scent.
As the layers of scent enveloping us grew thicker, the density of excitement also intensified. I didn't know if this unprecedented level of high-intensity sexual arousal was temporarily numbing all pain.
"Hoo... hoo, ugh."
My grimace, the short gasps as I bit and released my lip, the momentary collapse as I bowed my head and gripped his shoulder in a plea of pleasure...
He was scrutinizing every single one of my reactions as I accepted him, as if monitoring and recording them.
I didn't want to hide anything either. On the contrary, my chest seethed with a desire to lay myself completely bare before him-down to the very bottom, whether it was the bottom of my body or the bottom of my mind.
Every time his penis was swallowed deeper inside me, as I watched his face, eyes gently lowered, letting out an... ah, sweet moan, an impulse would rise to just impale him, to shove him deep inside in one go, instead of this torturously slow entry.
"Harder... suck harder."
To resist the impulse, I demanded pain from him. He, who had been licking my lower lip, immediately complied by painfully biting the inner lining of my lip.
"How long... do you think I've been waiting for this?"
His hand, which had occasionally come up to caress the area around my anal and help widen the entrance for insertion while holding the shaft, traced the joined area deliberately
Lewdly as he asked.
I think he held back for a long time.