To My First Love, With Regret - 27

—……Uh-huh, ah! Hnnngh, that feels good, hup….

At some point, Eve stopped being able to make a sound, let alone say it felt good, and squeezed her eyes shut. Simultaneously, her thighs trembled violently.

Now.

Sensing with his gut that she was right on the verge of climax, Ethan didn’t pause his tongue work, pushing her erogenous zone to its limit.

—……Aaah!

Finally, Eve surrendered to his assault and reached her peak. Her cry was like a gasp, and she lifted her hips as if being shot up to heaven.

The woman, whose eyes had opened to a new horizon of pleasure, panted, looking down at him with unfocused, melting eyes.

—Haa, I suddenly feel sorry for the me of a moment ago, who didn’t know this.

—Just wait a little longer. You’ll feel sorry for the ‘you’ of right now, too.

Ethan confidently proclaimed he would give her an even greater pleasure, and once again buried his face in the fountain of delight.

His tongue parted the lips between her legs and descended. Below, it met the fold of flesh. The gateway to becoming one with his long-cherished love was felt at the tip of his tongue. When he pressed gently, the flesh obediently parted. The taste of his lover spread across his tongue. Ethan elicited a groan deep within Eve’s belly.

His greedy tongue plunged even deeper, burrowing into the flesh.

—Ah, that’s not for your tongue, hnnngh….

The refined lady was horrified by the vulgar way his tongue kept darting in and out of her belly, and she tried to push his head away, but….

—Ah… this is good, too….

She was ultimately overcome, actively receiving his tongue and even spreading the legs she had clamped shut herself. Ethan only lifted his head after Eve had awakened to another new pleasure.

At this point, it was impossible to tell if the fluid running from her entrance was Eve’s love juice or his own saliva. Ethan, too, had awakened to a new flavor.

I can’t wait any longer.

He tore off his shirt. His hands, so desperate, kept slipping as he undid his belt. He pulled his trousers down as if ripping them off, then pushed his hand into his underwear.

—Ugh….

He couldn’t stifle a groan as he pulled out the erection that was already painfully hard. Having kept it caged while thoroughly grinding his tongue against her body, his cock was absolutely furious. Just gripping it with his own hand made him almost come.

—Hoo….

I can’t come before I even put it in.

Ethan took a deep breath to settle down, but when he placed the tip of his cock against her entrance, he felt awkward.

Will… this… fit… in here?

The only reason Eve was just waiting, anticipating the next dimension of pleasure, was because she couldn’t see the difference in their girth.

Is it usually like this?

He tentatively allowed just the very tip to be accepted by her entrance. The flesh parted obediently, just as it had for his tongue, but it was too narrow to take him in. He had only inserted the head, and only half of it at that, yet the ring of flesh was already constricting him.

—Ugh, relax a little.

—Relax, ah, how do I, do that?

How was he supposed to know? Despite acting confident and knowledgeable, he was a clueless novice in the face of this unfamiliar experience. To overcome the woman who kept trying to spit out what he’d barely inserted, he had no choice but to keep pushing. That was when he gently applied pressure.

—Ah!

—Does it hurt?

—Don’t stop.

Ethan was about to give up, but the lady, who seemed unable to endure the pain, instead bravely pushed back. She even wrapped both legs around his waist, tightening her grip.

As their pubic bones drew closer, the egg-sized mass of flesh gradually, slowly, began to creep inside her belly, tightly stretching the narrow opening of the pink fleshy pocket.

Am I going to tear her?

Since this was the thickest part, the more he hesitated, the more it might hurt Eve.

—Uck.

—Haaangh!

Ethan pushed with force and was fully inserted in one go. It was a success; the ridge of his glans was fully inside—yet he felt like a failure. The inner flesh that enveloped him was so hot and slick. He had never imagined such pleasure. As his vision blurred, a long groan burst from his wet lips.

—Uuugh….

My God. A blast erupted from below his waist, too. It was as fragile as he’d feared: he’d come. With only the head inserted. Like an idiot.

Ejaculation, unlike urination, couldn’t be stopped. He could only feel the semen streaming into Eve’s belly as he helplessly chewed on a curse.

—Ha, damn it.

—Why?

Ethan pulled out what he had struggled to cram in. The milky white fluid dripped onto the mound, getting caught in her sparse pubic hair. Eve watched it with a stunned look and let out a dry laugh.

—Already?

—I’m not usually like this.

A mistake on his first time. How embarrassing.

Ethan roughly ran a hand over his face, which had instantly flushed red.

—You’re the problem.

Why is it my fault?

Eve narrowed her eyes and glared at him, and Ethan avoided her gaze, muttering.

—Who could hold back with you? You’d turn a eunuch into a premature ejaculator.

His words were terrible, but since they meant he enjoyed it immensely, she decided to let it slide.

—So, is this it?

Ethan scoffed and held up the heavy column of flesh in his hand right in front of Eve’s eyes.

—You’ve got big dreams, haven’t you? And this guy’s big, too.

To get hard again immediately after coming. The incredibly quick reaction made Eve’s eyes widen, and he felt his pride was vindicated. This, too, was actually because of Eve.

It was infuriating that planting his seed for the first time was a mistake, but the sight of his own semen dripping out of Eve’s belly, crudely speaking, turned him on so much that he was immediately hard again.

Though the fact that Eve’s blood was mixed with his bodily fluids also made his reason rear its head.

—You’re bleeding. Are you hurting?

—I was hurting before, but I won’t be now.

Eve smiled. He felt bad for constantly thinking vulgar things in front of a lady, but he was turned on again by her look of satisfaction, despite having lost her virginity to him.

I don’t know if I feel this desire because I’m a pervert after all, or if it’s natural when you fall in love.

A lady of refined taste would be horrified, but for this coarse man, ‘Evelyn Fairchild’s pink vulva smeared with Ethan Fairchild’s cloudy semen’ was the greatest masterpiece of his life.

He started by spreading it over her clitoris, then used two fingers to sweep down, feeding his seed in thick clumps into her gasping entrance. When she tried to spit it out, he fed it to her again….

—Uh-huh……..

Her inner flesh tightened around his fingers, as if telling him to stop. The head of the cock in his other hand was slick with drool, as if begging to be squeezed, too.

—Ha, damn it….

If he came again immediately after insertion, he might have to go to the clinic at age nineteen and sit side-by-side with old men. Ethan took a deep breath, gritting his teeth, and positioned the tip of his dick at Eve’s entrance once more.

This time, insertion was much smoother. It wasn’t just because he hadn’t made a mistake yet, even after going past the glans.

Whether it was because her entrance had been properly loosened from the sudden thrust moments ago, or thanks to the accidentally shot semen acting as lubrication, the long column of flesh glided smoothly over the slick skin, surging and sinking deep into Eve’s body.

When he pushed all the way in, her inner flesh gripped him as if it had been waiting. Eve’s body fit perfectly, like a keyhole made for the key that was him. Just this morning, he would have scoffed at the very thought.

But who would scoff now? Eve was Ethan’s wife.

—I love you, Evelyn Fairchild.

—I love you, too.

Their lips, wet with love fluid, met. Eve did not recoil in disgust. It was purely Ethan’s fault that their passionate kissing was cut short.

—Ah, haa, hnnngh….

Every time he thrust into her belly, Eve’s labored breathing burst out, mixed with erotic cries.

Even though his hip thrusts were slow, Eve clung to him, unsure what to do, because the sensation surging inside her was so unfamiliar.

—Ah, this is driving me crazy….

Ethan was just as unfamiliar with these sensations. Moans of pain and coarse words kept slipping out.

The two slowly began to learn about themselves and each other’s bodies. He could only describe it as feeling something awaken inside him that he hadn’t known existed.

The sexual pleasure they had known until now was merely the cover of a book containing a far more fantastic story. Just as one gets drawn deeper into a story with every page turned, the two plunged deep into a world of passion.

The strange stimulation of exposing their most vulnerable weaknesses to each other no longer felt scary, but eagerly anticipated.

A little more, just a little more, let me feel it.

Ethan had to clench his teeth to suppress the feeling of impending climax that kept trying to end this ecstasy. It was useless, however, because he could never stop the hip thrusts that were driving him toward the dazzling end.

Instead, he grew increasingly violent as he charged into his lover. The woman, whose round breasts swayed and who let out lusty groans with every full thrust, was no different from him. Ethan embraced Eve fiercely, crushing her into his chest as he crushed a part of himself into her.

—Evelyn Fairchild, you’re mine now.