I entered Tris.
The very instant my tip pushed past her entrance, I felt a subtle yet sharp pop, like sothing delicate had just been torn.
A barrier that once kept her untouched now gave way, and I knew then that I had just taken her virginity.
The reaction was imdiate.
Tris’s hands shot toward the sheets, gripping them with a force that made the tendons in her arms tremble.
Her knuckles turned stark white from the pressure, clenching tightly as her entire body tensed up beneath .
"Nghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...~!"
A raw, pained moan tore its way out of her throat, dragged through clenched teeth.
Her voice was trembling, cracked from the sheer intensity of the new sensation surging through her.
"Does it hurt?" I asked softly, my voice laced with concern, holding myself still inside her.
I wanted to make sure she wasn’t suffering more than she had to.
I knew that for won, the pain of defloration wasn’t sothing easily ignored—and I didn’t want to make it worse.
I had to be careful. Gentle. Thoughtful.
"I-I’m fine... The pain of deflowering is there, but... with you being the one inside , I can manage... So you don’t have to hold back and feel pleasure inside ..." Tris replied, her voice a mix of strain and softness.
Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes and slipped down her cheeks, falling onto the sheets below.
And yet, within that watery gaze, I caught sothing else—sothing unmistakable.
There was pleasure behind those tears.
It wasn’t just pain she was feeling... her body was beginning to respond.
I swallowed hard, my throat dry as I felt the weight of the mont press down on .
Then, slowly, I tightened my grip on her slender hips, grounding myself, and began to move.
My hips rolled forward, gently but firmly, as I started a slow, steady rhythm.
"Nghh... hnnn, ahh... ah, ahh, ahh..."
Tris’s moans changed in tone. It was still tender, but the pain now seed to mix with waves of unfamiliar delight.
Her pussy was unbelievably tight, clenching down on as if it didn’t want to let go. The more I moved, the more it squeezed, as if adjusting to my size with every passing second.
It felt incredible.
Her inner walls gripped with wet, heated tension.
I could feel the soft, slick flesh inside her molding around my cock, welcoming it, parting for it. Each thrust created a pressure so intense it made my teeth grit in restraint.
From the side, Johanne watched over her shoulder, still on all fours, her long hair draped across her back. Her eyes glead with heat as she wiggled her ass toward in invitation.
I didn’t ignore it.
I reached a hand out to her and brushed it gently over her warm skin before lowering it down between her legs.
"Ah...~"
The soft gasp she gave sent a thrill down my spine.
I slipped one finger into her soaked pussy... then another. Her entrance welcod greedily, her walls parting with zero resistance. She was already dripping wet.
The mont my fingers entered her, she arched her back with a sharp inhale, her hips jerking from the jolt of pleasure that ran through her spine.
"Ah...~ Ah, ah, ah, ahh, ah, ahh...~!"
"Ngh, nnnnh, ah, ah, ahn, ahnn, ahh...~!"
Their moans—Tris’s and Johanne’s—echoed together, overlapping, wrapping around each other like a carnal lody. They were beautiful, sinful sounds that filled the room, each pitch and tone dancing in the air like a chorus of lust.
The contrast between the two of them was breathtaking.
Johanne’s pussy was slick and inviting, her walls sucking at my fingers, as if they didn’t want to let go.
Tris’s was tighter—more gripping—and each ti I thrust into her, I felt the resistance fading and being replaced by wetness.
Her body was finally beginning to crave the intrusion.
They were so different... but both felt unbelievably good in their own ways.
"Ah... ah, ah, ah, ahhhn, ah, ahhh, ahhn, ahnnn, ah, ah, ahhhhn~...!"
Tris’s moans had shifted completely.
There was no more pain in her voice now.
No more tension.
The raw sting of defloration had lted away, replaced fully by throaty gasps of rising pleasure.
"Does it starting to feel good, Tris?" I asked between breaths, my voice husky from arousal.
"Y-Yesh...~" she moaned out, her voice trembling.
"Good...!" I growled lowly. "Then, feel good even more!"
"Hnnnghhhh~!!!"
My thrusts intensified.
Now that the pain was gone, I allowed myself to move with more force and more rhythm. Her body welcod every motion, her ass rippling from the sheer impact of each thrust.
I held her hips tightly, pushing deeper and faster, watching the jiggle of her flesh as my cock slamd into her over and over again.
"Ah, ah, ahhh...~ I-It feels so good~... ahnnn!"
Her voice grew shaless—dripping with lust, pleasure, and surrender.
"Ah, ah, ahhh, ahh, ahh, ahnn~ Ah, yannnn~ Ahh, ah, It feels good...~ L-Leon... Ahnnn~!!!"
Johanne was no different. Her words were slurred with desire, her body writhing under my touch as I fingered her.
I focused back on Tris, my hips crashing into her as her walls squeezed around .
Then it happened.
Her pussy clenched tighter—much tighter. It was as if her insides were trying to milk dry.
"Guh...!"
A guttural growl escaped from deep within . The tightness hit hard, and I struggled not to cum right then.
"Ah, ahhh, ah, ahhh,,,~ I-I’m feeling sothing... Ahhh, I...I-I’m going to fly...~! Ahh, ah, ahhh, ahh... ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Her voice was frantic now, as if she was being swept away.
She was on the edge.
I drove into her with everything I had, determined to reach my climax with hers.
And then—
"Ah, ah... ah.. ahh~... I’m... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!!!"
Her scream was pure ecstasy.
Her body shook violently as her orgasm hit.
Her pussy tightened like a vice and a sudden gush of warm fluid burst from her—it was a squirt.
She squirted hard, soaking my lower abdon and the sheets beneath her.
The feeling of her orgasm triggered mine.
And I exploded inside her.
"Ahhhh... S-So hottt~... ahnnnnn~!!!"
I groaned as I shot rope after rope of hot cum deep into her, filling her womb completely, not stopping until I felt emptied.
I gripped her ass tightly in both hands, her soft flesh spilling between my fingers, trembling from the aftershocks of what we both just experienced.
We stayed like that for a while—panting, sweating, trembling from the intensity of it all.
"Ah..."
Slowly, I pulled my cock out of her soaked pussy.
A stream of sperm spilled out imdiately, flowing from her red, twitching entrance and pooling onto the now-wet sheets below.
Because it was her first ti, there was also a sar of blood mixed in with the cum—turning the white into a light pink.
"Haa...~"
Tris let out a long, shaky breath before collapsing down fully onto the bed, her body still twitching.
I wiped my cock with the edge of the sheet and turned to Johanne.
She was already on all fours, looking back at with flushed cheeks and glistening eyes.
"P-Please, too, Leon..." she said, her voice adorably soft, filled with need.
I placed both hands on her hips, feeling the heat of her skin, and slowly aid my cock at her wet, dripping entrance.
Then, with a slow thrust, I pushed into her.
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