"Hnghhh... Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!"
The sound tore out of her throat the instant my cock finally managed to inch its way inside her vagina. Her teeth clenched hard enough that I could see the tension ripple through her jaw, her entire body reacting like it had been struck by a sudden jolt of electricity. Almost instinctively, she wrapped her arms around , clinging to with a strength that surprised . At the sa ti, her tails tightened around my leg, curling there like they were afraid I might disappear if they loosened even a little.
I paused for half a heartbeat, registering what I didn’t feel just as much as what I did. There was no resistance stopping from going deeper. No sharp reaction. No sign of pain written across her face. If anything, her expression was twisted with sothing closer to confusion mixed with pleasure. That alone told enough. Her hyn had already been broken long before this mont, and she wasn’t suffering from that first penetration at all. The realization settled in quickly.
That ant I didn’t have to hold back.
I shifted my grip, holding her closer to my side, anchoring her there before I began to move. Slowly at first, deliberately, I started moving in and out inside her. Each motion felt heavier than the last, not because of resistance, but because of how intensely aware I was of everything happening at once.
For a brief stretch of ti, my thoughts completely scattered. Pleasure drowned them out, pushing everything else aside. The heat inside her was different from what I expected—thicker, deeper, almost enveloping. It felt less like entering a body and more like sinking into sothing that refused to let go. The closest thing I could compare it to was pushing my cock into lted butter, the heat wrapping around instantly, swallowing every inch without protest.
Her vagina wasn’t smooth the way I anticipated, either. There was texture there—rough edges lining the inside, subtle but impossible to ignore. The beads within her felt smaller, packed tightly together. There were so many of them that the roughness didn’t co in sharp jolts, but in a continuous, rolling sensation. It felt like the inside of her was actively working against , massaging the full length of my cock with every movent.
The sensation built far too fast.
It felt good—too good. My jaw tightened as I realized how close I already was. My body reacted on instinct, muscles tensing as I fought to keep myself from cumming imdiately. I clenched my teeth hard, focusing on that discomfort just to keep my control from slipping completely.
"Ahhh, aahhnghh, ahh...! Ah, ah, ahngh, ah, ah, ahhh...!"
Her voice spilled out freely now, broken moans escaping her lips without restraint. She wasn’t trying to hide it, and she wasn’t holding back the sound. Her body trembled against mine, and the way her breathing hitched made it obvious she was close too. Still, sohow, she managed to cling to the edge, holding herself together through sheer will.
"Nghh, ahhhngh, aaahhh...! Nnghh, ahh...! W-What is this...?! It feels good...~!"
Her words ca out fractured, barely forming coherent thoughts.
"Nghhh, ahhh... O-Ohhh... Nnn...~ Ahhh, a, ahhhh...! Ahhh, aaahhhnghhh, ahhhh...! Aaah...!"
The sloppiness of her pussy only made everything worse—in the best possible way. There was no friction left to slow down. Each thrust slid in effortlessly, like my body knew exactly where to go without needing direction. It reached a point where I felt disconnected from the motion itself, like I was no longer consciously moving. It felt as though I was being pulled forward instead, drawn deeper by sothing I couldn’t see or fight against.
For a mont, I genuinely couldn’t tell where I ended and where she began.
Then her body reacted again.
She tightened around suddenly, deliberately, like she wanted to remind —no, tell —just how deep I was inside her. That squeeze alone sent a sharp shiver straight up my spine. Her arms locked around even harder, her body pressing close as though she was afraid I might pull away. It felt constricting, almost overwhelming, like she was trying to trap there with her.
Face to face, bodies pressed together, I continued fucking her, my hands holding her firmly from behind as I drove my cock deeper with each thrust. I could feel it clearly now—her cervix yielding, responding with every deep movent. There was no mistaking it. I was hitting as deep as I possibly could, over and over, pushing myself into that limit without hesitation.
In this position, she gave up control entirely. Everything was left to —pace, depth, rhythm. I could move freely inside her, and it made the sensation even more intoxicating. My hips moved faster, rougher, the motion turning aggressive without even realizing it. Each thrust landed harder than the last, and I kept going like that relentlessly.
Then, without warning, her body snapped.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!!"
The reaction was imdiate. Hot splashes hit my stomach as liquid sprayed out, catching off guard. There was no doubt about it—she orgasd hard.
"Haaa... haaa...~"
Her breathing turned shallow and unsteady as she looked up at . Her eyes were unfocused, glazed with lingering pleasure. It was obvious she didn’t fully understand what had just hit her, only that it was overwhelming in a way she hadn’t experienced before. Her entire body trembled, the aftershocks of her orgasm still rippling through her.
I couldn’t help it—I chuckled softly.
Seeing her like that, knowing she had orgasd on my dick so intensely she squirted, stirred a sense of raw satisfaction in . It wasn’t just arousal—it was amusent, pride, sothing darker beneath it.
"I’m going to be rough now," I said.
The words weren’t a question. They were a statent.
Much rougher than before. More direct. More force behind every movent.
She stared at , her expression empty and dazed, like the words didn’t even reach her ears.
I pulled her close again, repositioning her carefully but firmly. I set her up in a way that let use my hips with full strength. Once everything was in place, I didn’t hesitate. I moved fiercely, slamming into the deepest part of her, driving in as if I wanted it to cave under the pressure. I fixed her in place tightly, making sure she couldn’t pull away even if she wanted to.
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