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-Creak creak creak creak!

The wooden bed that Sophia placed in the room was far from being decent, quality wise.

Even though Siwoo moved his hips at an agonizingly slow pace, waiting for Amelia to adjust, the bed still groaned noisily beneath them.

“Ahhh... Ahh...”

Their fingers interlocked tightly, as if neither of them would ever let go.

Contrary to her seemingly cold appearance, Amelia’s body was incredibly hot.

Her inside was like searing hot, gripping him tightly with a heat that could only be compared to a furnace.

“Siwoo...”

At first, Amelia’s expression was filled with nothing but discomfort.

The pain that she felt wasn’t entirely physical. Part of it came from the nervousness and fear that accompanied her first time.

But, now that the pain had completely melted away...

She began to feel every teasing movement of Siwoo’s member, however faint it was.

Of course, that wasn’t a strange thing. After all, his manhood was so large that it could only be compared to that of a beast’s, filling her narrow insides.

A soft groan mixed with a murmured complaint slipped from her lips.

“Ugg... I-It’s...too big...”

“Does it hurt?”

Hearing her mutter, Siwoo immediately stopped moving and threw her a worried expression.

His gentle gaze scanned her face, attentively watching for any sign of discomfort, ready to stop at the first hint of pain.

Seeing this gesture made her so happy.

Her heart swelled with so much happiness that it felt as if it might just burst. She genuinely felt that she could die right there and then without regret.

Wiping away the tears spilling from her eyes, she shook her head lightly.

“It feels...good...”

The pain of the penetration lessened as her flesh gradually regained its sensitivity.

-Squish, squish, squish

The sound of her vaginal fluid, which had been increasing in viscosity following Siwoo’s hip movements, now changed to almost a watery sound, and her lips, slightly parted, released a series of husky moans she couldn’t suppress.

She realized that the pleasure she felt from her vagina was different from the one that she felt from her clitoris.

Experiencing the joy of penetration for the first time, she gasped and trembled as her pretty eyelashes fluttered.

Like a slow, creeping drug, euphoria began to fill her lower belly, spreading around as the pleasure intensified.

“Hoooo...”

Siwoo wiped the sweat from his brow, his eyes savoring the sight before him.

Though she looked delicate at a glance, she had the curves of a true woman.

From her labia—thoroughly wet to the point it glistened—the line connecting her waist and hips, and her breasts bouncing up and down lovingly; everything about her was a masterpiece, transitioning from artistic beauty to erotic allure in his eyes.

Moreover, Siwoo had already fully inhaled Amelia’s scent.

Yet he held back the overwhelming urge to ravage her with his sheer willpower and strong desire to be considerate of her.

Her vagina, which had begun to fully adapt to his member, softened its once-tight grip, becoming more welcoming to his desire, a complete contrast to the initially dry and tight feeling of the first penetration.

Although slow sex like this wasn’t bad, it’d be a lie to say that he didn’t want to see Amelia moaning in pleasure even more.

He gently spread her legs wider.

Rather than just fucking her roughly, he planned to find her sweet spot and launch his attack on her carefully, yet persistently.

-Squish...!

“Ah...”

Feeling the sudden, new sensation hitting her, Amelia’s eyes were opened wide as she stared up at him.

She noticed that his eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was rougher than usual.

Just when she, who was immersed in the joy of her first penetration, a moment of pure bliss, tilted her head in confusion...

-Squeak!

“Ow...!”

Her body instinctively flinched, her hips jerking upward in response.

From the beginning, her entire body had been alight with a subtle, sweet lust.

The way his cock fit her insides so perfectly, filling every inch without any gaps, allowed her to feel everything—the veins, the ridges, the sheer size of his dick—and each slow movement brought a pleasure that made her feel like she was about to cum, drawing her deeper into the moment...

-Squeak!

“Haaang...!”

Siwoo moved his hips slowly once more.

A sensual moan escaped her throat, startling her, making her hurriedly cover her mouth.

She wasn’t just embarrassed by the sound. The thing that threw her off was that her moan slipped out without her intention.

Even though he penetrated her in the same way...

She felt an entirely different sensation, and her sensitivity spiked, making her feel as if she was on fire.

It was a vivid sensation, like drops of oil sizzling on a searing grill, the heat rushing through her mind and body.

“W-What’s going on...? Ahh...! Hhnggh—!”

While Amelia floundered around, overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensations, Siwoo knew exactly what he was doing.

Erogenous zones weren’t equally distributed, regardless of gender.

Unlike men, whose most sensitive areas are concentrated around the glans, each woman had different weak points, like a lock needing a specific key.

For Amelia, her soft cervix or any deeper parts of it had been viable targets.

However, if he relentlessly attacked those deep places, it’d definitely hurt her since she was just getting used to his massive member.

And so, he targeted her G-spot, located one or two finger-lengths deep near the ceiling of her vaginal entrance.

He just needed to adjust his angle, pulled back slightly, and tilted her hips upwards.

But, the effect of those simple movements was massive.

He probed the slightly swollen, indented G-spot.

Each press against it made her tremble uncontrollably, jerking like a fish caught on a spear.

-Thud!

As he kept on thrusting, rubbing his glans against her G-spot, her slick vaginal walls clung to his cock, gripping it tightly.

He pretended not to know and asked Amelia.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ahh...! Haah...! T-This...! F-Feels...so weird...!”

Her confusion was clear as she gripped him tighter, her fingers trembling in uncertainty.

Meanwhile, Siwoo just took her hand as he saw him flustered by what was happening in her body.

Of course, he didn’t do it just to give her a sense of security.

It was also a kind of restraint to prevent her from covering her face or running away.

His dick, glistening with her juices, withdrew almost completely before slamming back in, striking her weak point like a battering ram breaching a fortress.

-Thud!

“Hnnngh...!”

If this was a game, this would be a precise strike that would’ve become a critical hit.

At that, her inner thighs tightened up, and for a moment, her walls gripped his cock so hard it nearly made him wince.

He was quite shocked how tight she became, especially considering that she was soaking wet down there.

“I see, so you’re sensitive around here.”

“Hahh...! Hngg...!”

Even his slightest movement made Amelia shudder, her body responding dramatically to his every touch.

Her gaze—a mixture of anticipation and fear—and her trembling body only fueled Siwoo’s rising dominance.

It felt like he was drawing whatever he wanted on a blank canvas.

As if he was teaching her naive body how to feel pleasure.

A fresh wave of satisfaction hit him as he realized that he was claiming all of her firsts.

Another thing that got him going was the fact that he had stripped her down, spreading her legs to show off her secret garden like a wide-open flower, and then messing with her pubes, yanking on the hairs however he wanted.

Then, he awakened her sensitive spots, one by one, with his cock.

He reveled in watching her prim and proper facade crumble, her face contorting in a messy mix of pleasure and pain.

Soon, he’d be plastering the inside of her never-before-fucked pussy with his milky white cum.

It was a privilege granted only to him.

He wanted to know more, he wanted to see more.

A dark desire burned within him to see what sweet sounds she would let out, to see her cling to him while begging.

Letting go of her hand, now free of any signs of pain, he placed his grip firmly on the curve of her hips.

“S-Siwoo, why your hand...?”

Before she could finish her sentence, her voice faltered as an unfamiliar, intoxicating sensation overwhelmed her, and the true rhythm of his thrusts began.

-Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

“Ah...! Ngg...! Ah...! Haah...!”

Because he was worried about hurting her, he had been taking it slow, barely letting her experience the full intensity of sex.

Now, he started going at it for real.

With his years of experience and honed skill, he was now skillfully slamming his hips into her most vulnerable spots.

Amelia’s eyes rolled back, completely revealing the whites.

This time, it wasn’t due to pain.

It was due to the pleasure that was unlike anything she felt before.

The soft, pastel waves of pleasure that had spread through her body after the first insertion now surged forward, burning in vivid, venomous pink.

Her breath hitched sharply, as sweet sensations overwhelmed her senses, like syrup running through her veins, leaving her body trembling.

Amelia grabbed his wrist by reflex, as if bracing herself against the torrent of sensations.

“Haaaahng...! S-Siwoo...! W-Wait...just a moment...! Haaahng...!”

Of course, it wasn’t that she wanted to stop.

It was just the unfamiliar sensations she felt were too overwhelming, and she needed a moment to adjust.

However...

-Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

“Nggh...! Haaah...! Haaang...!”

Siwoo, who had been kindly worrying about Amelia when she showed just a little discomfort earlier, didn’t even answer her and instead spurred on his hips movements.

Because he knew all too well.

That Amelia’s reluctance didn’t stem from her being uncomfortable.

Her tiny, delicate toes curled like talons clutching prey, and her hips writhed as if trying to escape, telling him everything he needed to know.

With each of his thrust, her pussy spasmed, tightened its grip before releasing it, almost convulsively.

Her firm, perky ass clenched with every wave of pleasure, and he could feel it pressing against his thighs as he propped her up.

“Haaah...! Haaang...! Siwoo...!”

A dizzying sensation, as if she was falling, gripped her, making her feel as though she might slip off the bed at any moment.

Her arms flailed, clawing, scratching and tearing the sheets, sometimes, she’d grip Siwoo’s wrist before going limp again.

Amelia had lived a life of near-celibate restraint like that of a nun.

Like when she cried after eating kimchi stew, this tingling stimulation was far too intense for her brain to process.

Every time his dick rammed into her especially sensitive spot, the pleasure she felt intensified.

Whenever she thought, ‘Can it be more than this?’, he’d deliver another wave of pleasure as if mocking her, making it absolutely impossible for her to bear.

The relentless pistoning of his cock was so intense it made her juices froth, as she felt nothing but pure pleasure.

Amelia’s slender body was curling up tighter and tighter.

Sweat and cum soaked the white sheets as her moans, shamelessly begging for more, echoed dully in his ears, blurring his senses.

-Squelch!

Her pussy, which had been obediently accepting his cock, as if molding itself to its shape, suddenly put up fierce resistance.

It narrowed as if closing its entrance, desperately trying to push his dick out.

Ignoring that, he rubbed his dick against her G-spot, the same spot he’d been tormenting her with until now.

“Ah...”

Amelia, who had been crying out in loud, sensual moans, now let out a quiet, dazed sigh.

Like that brief moment of suspension in mid-air when you’re pushed off a cliff.

Suddenly, all her senses sharpened.

And then...

That sensation came, the sensation of free-falling.

If the pleasure she had felt until now was like fresh fruit, this one was like jam, made by simmering fruit and sugar in a pot until its flavor became thick and rich.

The wave of ecstasy, starting from her womb, washed over her vision in a blinding white light, delivering her an ultimate orgasm.

“Haaahng...! Haa...! Haa...! Aaaang...!”

Amelia let out a loud, ecstatic cry—loud enough to be heard next door.

Not caring that her hair was completely disheveled, she threw her head back, her legs, which had been obediently spread, squirmed as if they would spring up any moment if he didn’t hold down her thighs.

Her ragged, heavy breathing sounded like bellows fueling an even greater pleasure.

What really proved that she had just a mind-blowing orgasm was the rhythmic throbbing of her pussy, squeezing and releasing his dick in a way that no fake orgasm could ever compare to.