447 [Side Story] Becoming One
[WARNING! Mature Content! Skip if you’re uncomfortable and feel that it would destroy the story!]
“Do it.”
Ren rubbed the head of his penis against Evie’s wet silken folds before he guided his cock inside her opening.
It hurts like hell! This was the first thing Evie thought when Ren pushed the head of his penis into her vagina. It was like someone sprinkled paprika around her pussy and set it on fire. It burned! And burn it did!
When the rest of his penis was pushed inside her, the burning sensation combined with the intense pain of her hymen breaking grew exponentially, and she screamed as she never did in her entire life.
Aaaarrgghh!!
Ren paused. He withdrew his cock, and his finger took over. Pressing the nub of her clit, rubbing tiny circles to relax and soothe her, stimulating her vagina to produce more lube.
He then repositioned himself at her entrance and slowly pressed forward. Stopping every few seconds, he readjusted his angle while his finger never stopped rubbing and flicking her clit. As he did so, he pushed further inside.
It was a slow progress.
But it was worth it. As Ren entered her slowly, he felt everything. Her breathing increased, periodically taking in a short gasp. She was so tight that he squinted as he tried to get his penis in little by little. And when her warm, wet sensation enveloped his cock, his primal instincts awakened, empowering him.
His arousal increased from his groin, slowly moving upwards to his spine and brain. The sensation of penetration was something indescribable! The incredible sensation it brings. The feeling of their naked bodies pressing together. Her erect nipple was kissing his chest. Her steamy panting breathes against his skin.
Pleasure radiated from his pelvis to all parts of his body . . . It was fulfillment, unlike what he ever had experienced before.
Panting, Evie took long and deep breaths. Her arms tightened around Ren’s neck.
Ren leaned in closer, allowing her to do so. He didn’t move even with all the pressure and overwhelming sensation of his cock. He didn’t move. Allowing her to take her time to adjust to him.
Instead, he sought her lips and kissed her gently, passionately. Her hand made its way to his chest and rested on his head. Her little fingers interlaced with his hair, pulling him to her, which earned a groan from him. His finger locked with hers, pressing them against the bed.
Continuing to kiss her deeply, he only changed the angle of his face when both of them wanted to catch their breaths, but he never once retracted his lips from hers. He restrained a muffled groan when her insides clenched every time he sucked her tongue. Her vagina was responding to him, sucking him deeper and deeper the more he kissed her deeper. And he thought he might actually pass out from the pressure and mind-blowing pleasure of her wet, warm, tight pussy.
Any more seconds and he would really go crazy! He needed to move inside her –– fast!
Without thinking, he went ahead and started to thrust. But he couldn’t do much considering her tight hole and the incredible suction force which almost sapped his strength. All he could manage at the moment was rocking his body back and forth against hers.
When Ren started thrusting, Evie felt like a warm rusty iron rod was being scraped against her insides, earning a sharp cry from her, and Ren automatically stopped.
“Are you okay?” he asked in a strangled tone.
Evie panted beneath him. Was she okay? No, definitely not. It was excruciating. Not pleasurable at all! Words couldn’t describe what she was feeling at the moment.
“You’re. . . very big . . .” She laughed a bit at her own words. Wincing when Ren’s cock throbbed inside her.
“Sorry . . . ,” Ren said, a bit helpless. “I can feel your heart beating through your pussy.” He didn’t know why he said that.
“. . .”
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At that moment, her body wanted him. Needing him. Desiring him. Desiring every part of his body to touch hers. His mouth. His tongue. His fingers. His strong arms and thighs. Like he was the only air, she wanted to breathe.
She sensed a powerful presence filling the void inside her when his penis thrust into her. The feeling of his penis inside her lit a million fire in her body, robbing her senses, leaving only pure euphoria of the moment. And the only things that existed at that moment were the two of them and the connection of their bodies.
At that moment, she would do anything for him, so he wouldn’t stop until he dominated her completely. Receiving everything he gave. Accepting everything he offered . . . All of him.
Liberating her from all her shackles, she mewled, “Ren . . . I . . . I need you . . .”
Hearing her words, Ren gritted his teeth and adjusted his angle before he put more force into his hips. The sensation brought about by his movement caused his eyes to close shut, groaning a gruff tone he could no longer repress.
He would withdraw slightly and thrust into her with a few short, gentle strokes. She was not perfectly stretched yet. Her vagina was still getting used to him, and he would not force it. Taking his time, he continued to work his way in and out of her slowly.
The first few strokes were unbelievable. The gentle wet suction of her pussy is what his cock desperately craved. And a few more strokes, her vagina gradually conformed to his size and shape. Gently tugging when he pulled back and squeezing when he pushed forward. It was perfect!
The feeling of her warm tight pussy and the view of her flush, panting, teary face and jiggling breasts were too much for him! It was the greatest physical sensation he had ever felt in his life! No wonder his fellow males wanted to engage in it every time.
By this time, his cock was entirely inside her, hitting her cervix, which sent a jolt along Evie’s spine, and her head snapped backward, eyes open wide as they could stretch, and a sharp cry echoed from her lips.
“Agh––!”
Her cries were swallowed by Ren’s mouth, latched to hers. Her eyes closed tight. Her weakened fingers interlaced with his when he thrust deeper and harder. Her vagina was like a million pleasure nerves, radiating shockwaves throughout her body.
When Ren felt Evie was running out of breath, he released her lips and hovered inched above her.
Opening her eyes, Evie saw Ren’s rare flustered face, brows knitting, lips parting, eyes half-closed. Sweat coated his skin, muscles constricting and releasing as his hips snapped forward again and again. She even saw his cock going in and out from the gap of her bouncing breasts, and this caused another pleasured moan from her lips.
He was relentless by the second, pounding her fast and hard while his voice ignited her imagination in a wild torrent of perversion.
“Evie . . . Evie . . .”
“Agh . . . Ren . . .” Evie gasped when Ren kneeled and grabbed her thighs, raising it before he piston with even more force, which ripped the air from her lungs and sent her head back, spine buckling.
“Evie . . . Evie . . . I love you . . .”