Erna twisted her body at the sensation, which felt even more vivid than before. Callion's fingers carefully parted the highly sensitive mucous membrane and entered.
Up until now, he had always come in hastily and roughly. Erna had never blamed Callion for such haste. She had understood and let it slide because she was just as agitated herself. Of course, that did not mean there was no pain.
Still, she thought it was better to reach a climax quickly, immerse herself in pleasure, and forget everything, rather than suffer for a long time.
To Erna, slowness was nothing more than a prolonged period of pain. However, Callion's fingers, leisurely moving in and out of her now, were not tormented.
It gradually increased in size so that it could get used to it. The body, accepting another person for the first time in a long while, did not feel pain but steadily climbed the stairs of pleasure.
“Callion, th-this... wait...”
She couldn't bring herself to ask him to stop. Even Erna herself could feel that the inside of her was gripping Callion's fingers tightly.
Callion rubbed his lips against her rounded shoulders soothingly, and gently rubbed Erna's swollen clitoris with his finger that had not yet entered.
“Haaah!”
At that, Erna's body fluttered like a bird caught in a trap. At the same time, her insides tightened strongly around his fingers that had entered.
Callion did not back down; he carefully inserted his finger a little deeper and rubbed inside. It wrapped around his hand as if a hot and soft place had been waiting.
Even though he moved slowly, the room was filled with lewd squelching sounds because Erna's insides were already leaking a lot of fluid.
“H-h-h...”
Erna did not push him away, but held firmly in his arm, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure Callion gave her.
The finger that had entered to the limit bent slightly inside her.
“Hmph!”
Erna opened her eyes in surprise at the sudden sensation of her tight insides being torn open from deep inside.
“Callion, don't, don't... It's too big... inside...!”
Erna turned her body to look at him and shook her head. To Callion, her eyes, reddened by the sensations he gave her, simply looked beautiful.
Strangely enough, he should have comforted her, but perhaps there is a wicked side to his nature, because seeing those reddened eyes, he felt a strong urge to make her cry no matter what.
Callion bent his fingers even wider. He could see her pretty green eyes trembling in surprise.
Callion knew exactly when Erna's eyes would get wet. He bit Erna's earlobe as she turned to look at him.
“Ugh!”
Although Erna was sensitive all over her body, her ears were one of the most sensitive parts. Her body, which had been helpless with his fingers biting down below, trembled violently and tightened strongly.
Callion was restless. He hadn't wanted to taste this sensation with his fingers. He could already feel the penis rising above him, throbbing painfully.
“Callion, stop... please...”
The liquid flowing along his hand soaked the sheets with a splatter. Noticing this, Erna's eyes became wet and blurred.
Callion shook his head.
"No."
“Whyyyy... Callion, please....”
He flinched briefly at Erna's voice, which sounded like she was pleading while holding his arm. He bit his lip. Where on earth had she learned such things to shake his soul?
The sight of her clinging to him made him want to cast aside all talk of letting her go and just walk right inside without hesitation.
“...No. Today, you.”
The words he spat out kept getting cut off by his rough breathing.
"Because you have to hold onto the bigger one for longer."
At those words, Erna flinched. Surprised by a mixture of fear and anticipation, Callion caressed her inside even more carefully.
“It's come in again...”
Before she knew it, three fingers were digging around below. Feeling her lower body opening up even wider, Erna teared up.
His fingers moved little by little, quickly. The moans escaping from Erna's mouth in his arms also grew shorter and shorter.
“Ah! Ugh, ugh!”
Her slender white body swayed, and the dazzling blonde hair cascading over her shoulders also shook. Each time, Erna's breasts jiggled, and a prominent red peak would appear and disappear from between her hair.
Callion lowered his gaze below Erna's shoulders and admired the sight. To think of a scene where she was naked, biting his fingers, and dripping fluid. It was a beautiful and lewd sight that no one else in the world could ever see.
Callion focused on the action again.
His hot lips branded Erna's flushed skin as his own. The hand that had been gripping her waist had moved up before he knew it, caressing her swaying breasts and satisfying its lewd desire.
Erna was already unable to think of anything. It felt as if her entire mind had melted away.
There was much to talk about with Callion. The state affairs that had piled up in the meantime, and the matters concerning the ancient ruins. But when she saw him, all the things she had done and had to do vanished in an instant, and she could see only him.
When on earth did it become like this?
It wasn't like this even when they tried to get used to each other by slowly touching one another before they mingled. No, actually, back then, she was even more reluctant to look at Callion.
She hated herself for being unable to withstand physical stimulation, and she thought that Callion would laugh at her. She wondered how much Callion would laugh if she were the only one to collapse while Callion remained unaffected.
However, the moment Callion said that they should do everything together, Erna was no longer afraid of showing her breaking down.
So she was able to be honest. Just like now.
“Callion... S-stop... Not your fingers...”
She wondered if she had gone crazy, even to herself. To think she was sitting naked on his thighs, thrusting her hips, and begging for something else.
Erna's face burned with embarrassment. She was ashamed of how she looked. But she wanted Callion more than that.
Still catching her hiccuping breaths, Erna turned her head. There he stood, staring at her with a blank expression.
“You, really...”
Along with the sound of teeth grinding, a rough, low voice flowed from his mouth.
He was desperately holding back from doing whatever he wanted, but he didn't expect Erna to pester him first.
Callion hurriedly pulled out the finger that had been rummaging inside. A silver, sticky thread formed on the soaking wet finger.
Callion threw the towel covering his lower body.
His thing, which had been concealed by a thick cloth, revealed a menacing aura. He turned Erna around to face him, grabbed his hardened member, and pressed it against her lower body.
Squeak.
The sound of wet flesh meshing together embarrassed Erna. Callion held his and shook it slowly. The blunt tip gently dug into the split.
“Ugh!”
Erna sat up in surprise when he actually thrust his hand at her, even though she had asked him to do it herself. She looked down in disbelief and muttered tearfully.
“You... why... did you get bigger?”
At those words, Callion did not know whether to be happy or sad. He had barely managed to restrain his body, which was trembling with excitement, to loosen it with his fingers, only to be told that it was still too difficult to accept.
“No... I, this... I’m not going to go in...”
"Didn't you tell me to stop with the fingers?"
“That may be true, but...”
This time, pure fear was reflected in Erna's eyes. She couldn't believe that she had truly harbored such feelings.
Callion raised one hand and put his arm around Erna's shoulder to prevent her from backing away. Then, Erna's face came into view, drawing even closer.
It is a face that makes him think it is pretty no matter when he looks at it. Even though he used to call her a pumpkin, he knew better than anyone that the word didn't suit Erna.
'Damn it, where in the world is there a pumpkin that looks like this?'
Straight eyebrows, big, round eyes, a prominent nose, and above all, those red, plump lips.
Callion stared at Erna's lips like a man possessed. He was the one who had bitten and sucked every part of her body. Yet, those lips were the only place he had yet to taste.
He wanted to lick it. He also wanted to bite it a little. He was insanely curious about what that place would taste like.
Meanwhile, Erna felt the strength draining from her body. Callion thing, which looked like it would thrust in at any moment, was tapping against her genitals.
Whenever that happened, a tingling sensation rising from her lower abdomen struck her body like lightning.
“Uh, yeah!”
Unable to withstand the intense sensation, she thrust her hips. However, the more she did so, the fiercer Callion's thrust became. His hair, held high, glistened, soaked in a bodily fluid whose origin was unknown.
Erna, who had been paying attention only to the area below, realized that Callion had suddenly gone quiet.
“Callion?”
Erna, who raised her head, wondering why, met the gaze staring intently at her.
Callion seemed to be deep in thought. Just as Erna wondered why on earth he was acting this way, he opened his mouth.
"Your mouth."
"Huh?"
“So... I...”
Uncharacteristically, Callion hesitated and spoke with difficulty.
“...Can I kiss you?”
At those words, Erna had to stare at him, frozen in place.
A kiss. To Erna, it was something she had experienced only once in her life. It was the one she shared with Callion at her wedding.
At that time, she did it while sobbing uncontrollably out of a sense of injustice, anger, shame, and sorrow.
As it was the most terrible moment of her life, Erna tried her best to erase the events of that day from her memory. However, the feeling from that time remained deep within her heart.
Erna hesitated. That day had left such a strong impression on her that the thought of a kiss still felt like a source of fear. But...
Erna stretched out her arms and hugged Callion's neck.
Erna suddenly remembered the food she used to hate. It was something she had tasted once as a child and refused to touch again until she became an adult because of its bitterness. It was by chance that she came to eat it again.
She ate it again without knowing it was that. The moment she realized it tasted completely different from her childhood memories, the memory of that taste she hated vanished like a lie.
Kissing is like that; if you try it again with the same person.
So, if it feels good, wouldn't it be possible to erase all that unpleasant feeling that has been stuck in her memory for a long time?
Erna slowly brought her lips to Callion's. Just as she felt a hot breath, soft lips touched hers.
Up until now, he had always come in hastily and roughly. Erna had never blamed Callion for such haste. She had understood and let it slide because she was just as agitated herself. Of course, that did not mean there was no pain.
Still, she thought it was better to reach a climax quickly, immerse herself in pleasure, and forget everything, rather than suffer for a long time.
To Erna, slowness was nothing more than a prolonged period of pain. However, Callion's fingers, leisurely moving in and out of her now, were not tormented.
It gradually increased in size so that it could get used to it. The body, accepting another person for the first time in a long while, did not feel pain but steadily climbed the stairs of pleasure.
“Callion, th-this... wait...”
She couldn't bring herself to ask him to stop. Even Erna herself could feel that the inside of her was gripping Callion's fingers tightly.
Callion rubbed his lips against her rounded shoulders soothingly, and gently rubbed Erna's swollen clitoris with his finger that had not yet entered.
“Haaah!”
At that, Erna's body fluttered like a bird caught in a trap. At the same time, her insides tightened strongly around his fingers that had entered.
Callion did not back down; he carefully inserted his finger a little deeper and rubbed inside. It wrapped around his hand as if a hot and soft place had been waiting.
Even though he moved slowly, the room was filled with lewd squelching sounds because Erna's insides were already leaking a lot of fluid.
“H-h-h...”
Erna did not push him away, but held firmly in his arm, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure Callion gave her.
The finger that had entered to the limit bent slightly inside her.
“Hmph!”
Erna opened her eyes in surprise at the sudden sensation of her tight insides being torn open from deep inside.
“Callion, don't, don't... It's too big... inside...!”
Erna turned her body to look at him and shook her head. To Callion, her eyes, reddened by the sensations he gave her, simply looked beautiful.
Strangely enough, he should have comforted her, but perhaps there is a wicked side to his nature, because seeing those reddened eyes, he felt a strong urge to make her cry no matter what.
Callion bent his fingers even wider. He could see her pretty green eyes trembling in surprise.
Callion knew exactly when Erna's eyes would get wet. He bit Erna's earlobe as she turned to look at him.
“Ugh!”
Although Erna was sensitive all over her body, her ears were one of the most sensitive parts. Her body, which had been helpless with his fingers biting down below, trembled violently and tightened strongly.
Callion was restless. He hadn't wanted to taste this sensation with his fingers. He could already feel the penis rising above him, throbbing painfully.
“Callion, stop... please...”
The liquid flowing along his hand soaked the sheets with a splatter. Noticing this, Erna's eyes became wet and blurred.
Callion shook his head.
"No."
“Whyyyy... Callion, please....”
He flinched briefly at Erna's voice, which sounded like she was pleading while holding his arm. He bit his lip. Where on earth had she learned such things to shake his soul?
The sight of her clinging to him made him want to cast aside all talk of letting her go and just walk right inside without hesitation.
“...No. Today, you.”
The words he spat out kept getting cut off by his rough breathing.
"Because you have to hold onto the bigger one for longer."
At those words, Erna flinched. Surprised by a mixture of fear and anticipation, Callion caressed her inside even more carefully.
“It's come in again...”
Before she knew it, three fingers were digging around below. Feeling her lower body opening up even wider, Erna teared up.
His fingers moved little by little, quickly. The moans escaping from Erna's mouth in his arms also grew shorter and shorter.
“Ah! Ugh, ugh!”
Her slender white body swayed, and the dazzling blonde hair cascading over her shoulders also shook. Each time, Erna's breasts jiggled, and a prominent red peak would appear and disappear from between her hair.
Callion lowered his gaze below Erna's shoulders and admired the sight. To think of a scene where she was naked, biting his fingers, and dripping fluid. It was a beautiful and lewd sight that no one else in the world could ever see.
Callion focused on the action again.
His hot lips branded Erna's flushed skin as his own. The hand that had been gripping her waist had moved up before he knew it, caressing her swaying breasts and satisfying its lewd desire.
Erna was already unable to think of anything. It felt as if her entire mind had melted away.
There was much to talk about with Callion. The state affairs that had piled up in the meantime, and the matters concerning the ancient ruins. But when she saw him, all the things she had done and had to do vanished in an instant, and she could see only him.
When on earth did it become like this?
It wasn't like this even when they tried to get used to each other by slowly touching one another before they mingled. No, actually, back then, she was even more reluctant to look at Callion.
She hated herself for being unable to withstand physical stimulation, and she thought that Callion would laugh at her. She wondered how much Callion would laugh if she were the only one to collapse while Callion remained unaffected.
However, the moment Callion said that they should do everything together, Erna was no longer afraid of showing her breaking down.
So she was able to be honest. Just like now.
“Callion... S-stop... Not your fingers...”
She wondered if she had gone crazy, even to herself. To think she was sitting naked on his thighs, thrusting her hips, and begging for something else.
Erna's face burned with embarrassment. She was ashamed of how she looked. But she wanted Callion more than that.
Still catching her hiccuping breaths, Erna turned her head. There he stood, staring at her with a blank expression.
“You, really...”
Along with the sound of teeth grinding, a rough, low voice flowed from his mouth.
He was desperately holding back from doing whatever he wanted, but he didn't expect Erna to pester him first.
Callion hurriedly pulled out the finger that had been rummaging inside. A silver, sticky thread formed on the soaking wet finger.
Callion threw the towel covering his lower body.
His thing, which had been concealed by a thick cloth, revealed a menacing aura. He turned Erna around to face him, grabbed his hardened member, and pressed it against her lower body.
Squeak.
The sound of wet flesh meshing together embarrassed Erna. Callion held his and shook it slowly. The blunt tip gently dug into the split.
“Ugh!”
Erna sat up in surprise when he actually thrust his hand at her, even though she had asked him to do it herself. She looked down in disbelief and muttered tearfully.
“You... why... did you get bigger?”
At those words, Callion did not know whether to be happy or sad. He had barely managed to restrain his body, which was trembling with excitement, to loosen it with his fingers, only to be told that it was still too difficult to accept.
“No... I, this... I’m not going to go in...”
"Didn't you tell me to stop with the fingers?"
“That may be true, but...”
This time, pure fear was reflected in Erna's eyes. She couldn't believe that she had truly harbored such feelings.
Callion raised one hand and put his arm around Erna's shoulder to prevent her from backing away. Then, Erna's face came into view, drawing even closer.
It is a face that makes him think it is pretty no matter when he looks at it. Even though he used to call her a pumpkin, he knew better than anyone that the word didn't suit Erna.
'Damn it, where in the world is there a pumpkin that looks like this?'
Straight eyebrows, big, round eyes, a prominent nose, and above all, those red, plump lips.
Callion stared at Erna's lips like a man possessed. He was the one who had bitten and sucked every part of her body. Yet, those lips were the only place he had yet to taste.
He wanted to lick it. He also wanted to bite it a little. He was insanely curious about what that place would taste like.
Meanwhile, Erna felt the strength draining from her body. Callion thing, which looked like it would thrust in at any moment, was tapping against her genitals.
Whenever that happened, a tingling sensation rising from her lower abdomen struck her body like lightning.
“Uh, yeah!”
Unable to withstand the intense sensation, she thrust her hips. However, the more she did so, the fiercer Callion's thrust became. His hair, held high, glistened, soaked in a bodily fluid whose origin was unknown.
Erna, who had been paying attention only to the area below, realized that Callion had suddenly gone quiet.
“Callion?”
Erna, who raised her head, wondering why, met the gaze staring intently at her.
Callion seemed to be deep in thought. Just as Erna wondered why on earth he was acting this way, he opened his mouth.
"Your mouth."
"Huh?"
“So... I...”
Uncharacteristically, Callion hesitated and spoke with difficulty.
“...Can I kiss you?”
At those words, Erna had to stare at him, frozen in place.
A kiss. To Erna, it was something she had experienced only once in her life. It was the one she shared with Callion at her wedding.
At that time, she did it while sobbing uncontrollably out of a sense of injustice, anger, shame, and sorrow.
As it was the most terrible moment of her life, Erna tried her best to erase the events of that day from her memory. However, the feeling from that time remained deep within her heart.
Erna hesitated. That day had left such a strong impression on her that the thought of a kiss still felt like a source of fear. But...
Erna stretched out her arms and hugged Callion's neck.
Erna suddenly remembered the food she used to hate. It was something she had tasted once as a child and refused to touch again until she became an adult because of its bitterness. It was by chance that she came to eat it again.
She ate it again without knowing it was that. The moment she realized it tasted completely different from her childhood memories, the memory of that taste she hated vanished like a lie.
Kissing is like that; if you try it again with the same person.
So, if it feels good, wouldn't it be possible to erase all that unpleasant feeling that has been stuck in her memory for a long time?
Erna slowly brought her lips to Callion's. Just as she felt a hot breath, soft lips touched hers.
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