“You’re mine now, Helen,” I growled, my voice rough with desire as I began to move, my hips thrusting into her with a rhythm that left her gasping for breath.
“Haagghnn! Haghnn! Ugnnn!! Hmghnnn!” Helen’s initial groans were filled with pain, her body tensing as I pushed deeper, tearing through the delicate walls that had guarded her virginity. Her pussy was impossibly tight, gripping my cock like a vice, and the sensation was almost overwhelming. She was still adjusting, her body trembling as it struggled to accommodate my size. My dick was thick and long, stretching her to her limits, and I could feel every inch of her resistance as I buried myself inside her.
“You’re fucking tight, Helen,” I growled, my voice rough with desire as I gripped her breasts, my fingers sinking into her soft, plump flesh. Her nipples were stiff and sensitive, and I couldn’t resist teasing them as I thrust into her, my hips moving in hard, deliberate strokes. Her body jolted with each movement, her moans shifting from pained groans to cries of pleasure.
“HAAAN❤️! HMNNN! HAAAN❤️! S…Slow! Haaan❤️!” she begged, her voice trembling as her head rocked back against the bed, her golden eyes hazy with a mix of pain and ecstasy.
“Slow? You want faster?” I grinned, my tone teasing as I picked up the pace, my thrusts becoming harder, deeper. Her pussy clenched around me, her body responding to the increased intensity as her moans grew louder, more desperate. “HAAAAN❤️! Y…Yesss…hmnnnaa…haaaa❤️…Haaa❤️!!” she cried out, her voice breaking as her big breasts bounced with each thrust, her entire body shivering with pleasure.
I leaned down, capturing her left nipple in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the stiff bud as I continued to fuck her. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as she arched her back, her body writhing beneath me.
“Haaaan❤️!! Yeeesss! Haaan❤️! L…Lick me!!” she moaned, her voice filled with raw need. I smirked against her skin, my tongue flicking over her areola before sucking her nipple into my mouth, my lips moving up and down in a rhythm that matched the thrusts of my hips. I bit down gently, tugging at her nipple with my teeth, and her reaction was immediate.
“SPURT!!”
Her climax hit her like a tidal wave, her pussy gushing around me as she let out a loud, keening cry. “HYAAAAA❤️❤️❤️!” Her legs trembled, her body going limp as she surrendered to the pleasure, her golden eyes glazed over and her lips parted in a silent scream. Her release soaked the sheets beneath her, her body shuddering as she came undone.
“M…Moooree…Haaan❤️…” Helen’s voice was barely a whisper, her lips trembling as she begged for more. Her body was still trembling, her pussy clenching around me as if trying to pull me deeper, and I couldn’t help but smirk at her desperation.
“I told you I’d make you forget all your guilt,” I said, my voice low and husky as I grasped her legs, lifting them over my shoulders. Her feet were delicate, her skin soft and smooth, and I couldn’t resist kissing them, my lips trailing up her calves as I positioned her even closer to me. With her legs spread wide and her body pulled tight against mine, I thrust into her again, burying myself even deeper than before.
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At this angle, my dick reached the deepest part of her, stretching her to the point where I could feel the walls of her womb. Her pussy was so tight, so warm, and the sensation was almost too much to bear. “HAA…HAAAN!!” Helen’s mouth opened in shock, her golden eyes widening as she felt me hit a spot she hadn’t even known existed. Her hands clawed at the sheets, her body arching as she tried to process the overwhelming sensation. She could feel me—every inch of me—stretching her, filling her completely.
Her stomach bulged slightly with each thrust, the outline of my cock visible as I pushed deeper, hitting the very end of her. Her pussy was drenched, her arousal soaking us both as I continued to move, my thrusts becoming harder, more desperate. Her moans were constant now, a mix of pleasure and disbelief as her body struggled to keep up with the intensity of what I was doing to her.
“You feel that, Helen?” I growled, my voice rough with desire as I gripped her hips, holding her in place as I thrust into her. “That’s me. All of me. You’re mine now—every inch of you.”
“Haa❤️…aaan❤️~~!!” Her response was a broken, breathless moan, her body trembling as she surrendered completely to the pleasure.
Ten minutes had passed, and our bodies remained locked in a rhythm that felt both primal and eternal. The intensity of our union showed no signs of waning; if anything, it had reached a crescendo that left us both breathless and trembling. The room was alive with the sounds of our passion—a symphony of flesh meeting flesh, punctuated by the sharp, rhythmic slaps of our bodies colliding.
PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!
The sound echoed like a drumbeat, each thrust driving us deeper into the abyss of pleasure. Helen’s voice, once soft and melodic, had transformed into a raw, unrestrained chorus of ecstasy. Her moans spilled from her lips in a continuous stream, each one a testament to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her.
“Haaan❤️! Yeeesss…haaaan❤️…haaaaa❤️! Haamn….❤️”
Her words were fragmented, her thoughts scattered by the sheer force of her pleasure. She had surrendered completely, her body pliant and yielding beneath mine, yet her responses were anything but passive. Every thrust I delivered was met with a shuddering moan or a breathless hum, her hips rising to meet mine in a desperate, instinctual dance. She had already climaxed multiple times, her body writhing and convulsing beneath me, but now she was teetering on the edge of yet another orgasm—one that promised to be even more earth-shattering than the last.
The bed beneath us was a testament to our fervor, soaked with the evidence of her pleasure—her fluids mingling with mine, creating a heady, intoxicating scent that filled the room. The air was thick with the musk of sex, a primal aroma that only heightened the intensity of the moment. The sound of our bodies meeting, the wet slap of skin against skin, was the dominant melody in the room, underscored by Helen’s gasps and cries.
And then, I felt it—the familiar, undeniable build of pressure deep within me, a coiled tension that demanded release. My movements became more urgent, my thrusts deeper and more deliberate. I leaned closer to Helen, my chest brushing against hers as I adjusted our position. Her legs were now draped over my shoulders, her feet resting near my head, while her upper body lay splayed beneath me. Her breasts, full and heaving, begged for attention, but I was too consumed by the need to finish what we had started.
PAH! PAH! PAH!
“HAAN! HAAAN! H…HEIROOOON! I…I FEEL HAAAAN❤️❤️!” Helen’s voice broke as she tried to form words, but the intensity of our coupling made it impossible for her to speak coherently. Her eyes were glazed, her lips parted in a silent scream as her body trembled beneath me.
“Uhn!” I groaned, the sensation building to a peak that I could no longer resist. My thrusts became faster, more frantic, each one driving us closer to the edge. And then, with one final, powerful thrust, I pushed us both over.
PAH!!!
“HYAAAAAAA❤️❤️❤️!!!” Helen’s scream tore through the room, a raw, unfiltered cry of ecstasy that I was certain could be heard far beyond the walls of our chamber. Her body arched violently, her back lifting off the bed as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream, her eyes wide and unseeing as pleasure consumed her entirely. For a moment, she seemed to hover in that state of pure, unadulterated bliss, her mind and body utterly overwhelmed.
“Haaan❤️…moore…so good…do it…haaa❤️….” Her voice was barely a whisper now, her words fragmented and breathless as she floated back to reality. Her body was limp, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to catch her breath. But even in her exhaustion, there was a soft, satisfied smile on her lips, a silent acknowledgment of the pleasure she had experienced.
I smirked as I leaned back, my own body spent but satisfied. Helen lay there, a beautiful, disheveled mess, her skin glistening with sweat and her hair splayed out around her like a halo. She was utterly spent, her mind and body pushed to their limits, and I knew without a doubt that this moment would linger in her thoughts for a long time to come.
Perhaps, just perhaps, the memory of this pleasure would overshadow the guilt that had haunted her. After all, how could she think of anything else when her body still trembled with the echoes of what we had shared?
Her first sex will definitely be the only thing in her mind after she woke up and for a long time.