The Harem of Juicy MILFs

Chapter 28: An Exciting Night (+18) [3]

The silence of the living room was disturbed only by the erratic breathing of Hae-neul, whose lips still glistened with Gerhman’s seed. He watched her, his eyes scrutinizing every inch of Hae-neul’s body. Without giving her time to fully regain her senses, he seized her again under the arms, feeling her burning and moist skin against his hands. He lifted her with no apparent effort.

Gerhman took Hae-neul and laid her once more on the couch, whose surface was already marked by the stigmata of their previous lovemaking. The young woman sank into the backrest, her hair spreading over the dark leather. She was completely at his mercy, her limbs still twitching with fine tremors. Gerhman positioned himself over her, his knees sliding between her thighs which he easily spread apart.

He took his cock in a firm hand, feeling the veins pulsing under his palm. Gerhman guided the head of his cock to the entrance of her pussy. Hae-neul’s vulva was a vivid pink, swollen and glistening with natural wetness.

He tried to penetrate her with a direct thrust, but he stopped short after only a few millimeters. The resistance was absolute, a barrier of flesh that refused to yield to the first assault. The tightening sensation was such that Gerhman frowned, his abdominal muscles contracting under the effort of restraint.

"Why are you so tight... ?" murmured Gerhman, his voice a low growl.

Hae-neul did not answer. She let out a small stifled sound, her hands clenching on the leather of the couch to the point that her knuckles whitened. Gerhman pulled back slightly to observe her face. The vice-mistress’s cheeks were a crimson red, her red eyes desperately avoiding the adolescent’s gray gaze.

"Wait... don’t tell me you’re a virgin ?" asked Gerhman, a little troubled by her earlier reaction.

However, she did not answer. Instead she turned her head in shame, hiding her face behind a lock of her flaming hair. This simple gesture of submission and modesty was for Gerhman a revelation clearer than any words. He instantly understood the situation and a gleam of gentleness appeared on his face. He placed his free hand on Hae-neul’s cheek, gently forcing her to turn her face toward him.

"I see... So that’s how it is..." said Gerhman. "I’ll be careful, so that it’s gentle."

He repositioned himself, his muscles tensing for millimeter-precise control. Then he penetrated her gently, pressing with unwavering constancy. The tip of his glans began to force the passage, spreading Hae-neul’s virgin walls. The young woman arched her back, her flat stomach hollowing while her abdominal muscles became defined under the effect of the tension.

"Haaann... G-Gerhman..." it was a moan from Hae-neul, a sound filled with pain and an electric surprise.

He felt the thin membrane yield under the pressure, a slight tearing that was immediately followed by the sensation of an even more intense heat. Gerhman continued his slow progression, feeling every fold of her wet cave clench around him as if to crush him. He sank in centimeter by centimeter, savoring the resistance of her flesh that seemed to want to keep him prisoner forever.

When he was finally deepest inside her, his shaft touching the bottom of her secret garden, he stopped. He remained motionless, his arms supporting the weight of his torso above the young woman. After a pause of a few minutes, necessary for Hae-neul’s body to get used to this intrusion, he felt her muscles relax slightly.

"Her body is already adapting to my presence..." thought Gerhman as he took a deep breath.

He began to make back-and-forth movements, short and slow at first. The sound of their skins rubbing against each other produced a wet and regular noise, a rhythmic schlick schlick that quickly saturated the sound space. Hae-neul let her head fall back against the couch, her eyes veiled by a mist of emerging pleasure. Her lips remained slightly open, letting short and jerky breaths pass through.

"Does... it feel better ?" asked Gerhman, whose own pleasure was beginning to rise in a burning tide.

"Yes... it’s... it’s so... hnnng... hot..." replied Hae-neul in a breath.

Hearing this, Gerhman gradually increased the pace. His thrusts became more confident, deeper. He withdrew almost completely, letting the cool air brush against Hae-neul’s gaping entrance, before plunging back in with increasing force. The impact of his pelvis against hers produced sharp slapping sounds that echoed in the silent room.

· Clap. Clap. Clap. *

Hae-neul began to move her hips in rhythm, seeking to maximize contact with Gerhman’s member. Her body, stimulated by excitement, began to fluctuate, releasing sticky fluid, a sign that her body was physically reacting to the intensity of the act.

"More... please..." she begged, her usual aggressiveness having completely disappeared to give way to raw honesty.

Gerhman obeyed, his movements becoming faster, almost wild. He grabbed Hae-neul’s hips, his fingers sinking into the firm flesh to hold her firmly against him. Each thrust made Hae-neul’s body tremble with spasms.

"Look at me, Hae-neul !" he ordered in a hoarse voice.

She opened her tear-filled eyes, plunging them into Gerhman’s. At that moment, there was no limit between them. There was only a man devouring a woman, and a woman giving herself completely to sexual desire. Hae-neul’s moans rose in volume, turning into small high-pitched cries each time Gerhman hit her cervix.

"Aah ! Ah ! Gerhman ! I’m going... I’m going... !"

The pleasure became unbearable, an unsustainable tension that knotted in her lower belly. The walls of her vagina began to pulse, contracting violently around Gerhman’s shaft. The young woman was shaken by a series of uncontrollable spasms, her body tensing one last time before collapsing into the delights of her first complete orgasm.

· Sploussh. *

A gush of hot fluid spurted from Hae-neul, soaking their junction and flowing down Gerhman’s thighs. The latter, carried by the wave of his partner’s pleasure, gave a few last frenzied thrusts. His abs contracted and, with a growl, he poured his seed deep inside her.

They remained like that for long minutes, fused together, listening to the tumult of their breaths which gradually slowed down. Gerhman finally withdrew with a wet sucking sound, plop, leaving Hae-neul dazed, a white and pearly trail already beginning to flow from her intimacy now marked forever by Gerhman’s seed.