After Nemuri's first blowjob, she felt extremely weak. Maki had no choice but to lift her into his arms and carry her to her room so she could rest.
While she lay there recovering, he quietly cleaned up the place. Guilt weighed on him. He knew he had lost control in the heat of pleasure.
Inside Nemuri's room, she was still breathing heavily, though it was more stable now.
One arm rested above her head as she stared at the ceiling, replaying everything.
She couldn't believe it.
It wasn't just his size. It was the intensity. The way he handled her. The way he lost control.
Nemuri had studied everything about sex. Every variation. Every fetish. That was partly why she had the nickname "R-Rated Hero." Her knowledge was extensive. Clinical, even.
But his body was something she had never encountered before.
Her gaze drifted toward one of her drawers.
Inside was her collection. Dildos ranging from three inches to seven. Different shapes. Different textures.
None of them compared.
His size felt almost unnatural. Like something closer to a young stallion than a man.
And her performance had been sloppy.
She had practiced countless times using her toys. But when it came to him, it wasn't as simple as taking it in and moving her mouth.
It felt like a battle between endurance and pleasure.
Still, a slow smile formed on her lips as she remembered what happened.
If she wanted to adjust to him… she would need practice.
Real practice.
The thought made her cheeks warm.
Then she heard the door open.
Maki stepped inside, now wearing a black robe that fell to his knees. He offered her a soft smile.
"Are you alright, Nem-Nem?"
She smirked faintly. "Who do you think I am?"
He sat beside her and gently stroked her hair.
"So… how did it taste?" he asked.
She met his eyes. "Like cherry."
They shared a quiet chuckle.
From that day on, Nemuri insisted on practicing.
She claimed it was to improve her endurance. But Maki could tell she genuinely enjoyed it.
She would kneel before him on the bed, maintaining eye contact as she worked. There was focus in her expression now. Determination. Control.
And whenever he reached his limit, he would tense slightly before releasing into her mouth.
She would swallow some deliberately, then open her mouth to show him the rest, her tongue moving slowly before she swallowed it fully.
Her gaze never left his.
Not once.
After she did that, she used her E-cup boobs to do some paizuri.
Her boobs were soft and milky. Every time she pressed his dick between them, it was so satisfying that he grew even harder. She maneuvered her round, white breasts with her hands, stroking his massive dick up and down while her mouth continued sucking him.
While she massaged his dick with her boobs, he grabbed her other pinkish nipples, twisting and pulling them hard, making her moan in pleasure. Her boobs slapped against his waist, producing a wet, slapping sound while sleek sounds escaped her mouth as she sucked him. The heat between them built, and Nemuri climaxed onto her shorts, even wetting the bed.
Just yesterday, Nemuri had decided to give him everything: her body, her mind, her heart, and her virginity, which Maki claimed. He first removed the shorts and her white clothes. The sight of her completely naked made him even harder. Her face blushed as he gazed at her body.
He kissed her lips, trailing down to her neck, across her collarbone, and over her shoulder, biting lightly. Then he moved to her boobs, licking every corner and biting her nipples, which made her moan loudly. He cleaned her belly with his tongue while she rested on the bed like prey. Then he moved down to her pussy, which was wet and still leaking cum. He didn't care; she noticed it was clean, pinkish, and shaved.
He kissed her labia twice, then used his tongue to stroke her pussy, making her body writhe and clutch the back of his head. He pressed closer, licking her juices and cum, sending shivers through her body. He opened his mouth wide enough to take in all of her flesh, biting from the top of her slit downward, making her moan and beg for more.
She could no longer hold back. Using his fingers, he touched her clit, pulling and stroking it, driving her further into pleasure.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh~ More… more… give it to me… more… I can't take it…"
He obeyed, putting his tongue on the entire length of her pussy. She felt something warm invade her, and she screamed as she climaxed on his face, weak once again. But it didn't end there—the true course was about to begin.
Her pussy dripped with wetness as he slid the tip of his dick inside, making her scream in agony and pleasure. He took his time, fucking her and filling her with sensations and memories they would never forget. After three hours of relentless sex, they changed positions in an aerial dance. He pushed deeper inside her, driving her wild and out of her mind. When he finally came, he realized Nemuri had lost consciousness after climaxing eight times.
She was limping, and he could tell. That's when he stopped, placing her on the bed and cuddling her tightly while still inside her. He didn't want to withdraw; his dick remained hard, wanting to feel her completely—the first woman in his life, his step-mom , now fully his.
He planted a kiss on her forehead, then her lips, playing with her tongue while still pressing her ass down onto him. His dick continued pulsating inside her and They finally became one.
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Flash back ends....
Fuck...that was hard to write!...(／ロ゜)／