Eileen stopped crying and, with a stunned expression, asked:
Three times...?
She tried to remember clearly. On that occasion, she had asked a naive question about how other people had sex, whether it happened once, twice, or perhaps three times. Cesare, however, did not give a clear answer.
But a promise? For her, already so overwhelmed, that was a bombshell. Even so, she couldn't find the courage to ask him to explain.
Cesare gently adjusted Eileen's posture, straightening her slightly crooked body. The movement triggered a wave of sensations, causing her to immediately shrink back and let out a moan.
— Ugh, I don't like it like this, I want to go to bed!
Can you hold out until we get to bed?
Cesare immediately pointed out the problem with Eileen's statement. The moment he took a step forward, her insides were mercilessly crushed again by his member. Eileen groaned and quickly changed her words.
Anywhere nearby, aaah, okay, hmm…
Any place would do, as long as there was somewhere she could rest her bottom. Cesare followed her words and walked. She closed her eyes tightly at the sensation of her deepest part being crushed with each of his steps.
It was difficult to describe. First, a slight pain and subtle discomfort. When the pressure intensified on her cervix, the pain became so intense that it surprised her.
But soon after, pleasure began to emerge. It wasn't the kind that makes your heart race or elicits screams, yet it grew steadily and irrevocably.
As he continued pressing and rubbing her depths with his glans, the pleasure that flooded her from within made the inner walls throb in response. Her heart beat faster, and her vagina tightened and sucked in a steady rhythm around the penis that now filled her completely.
'This is so strange.'
She felt like she couldn't take it anymore. She feared that if it continued, she might really get sick.
'Just a little more, just a tiny bit more…'
Eileen endured the overwhelming sensations with all her might, her mouth dry from trying to contain herself. The small, cozy brick house seemed exceptionally large today.
Finally, Cesare stopped pacing. He had chosen the living room sofa. Eileen felt a wave of relief, hoping he would let her lie down. Instead, the man sat up, still holding her arms.
Her cervix, which had been tormented and rubbed, was struck forcefully. Clinging tightly to Cesare, she let out a sharp moan and tilted her head back. A wave ran through her body, trembling as the sensation persisted endlessly.
— That, uh… that's strange…
It was a different kind of pleasure than she was used to. So unusual and overwhelming that she could barely stand it.
A large hand gently traced her trembling spine, the other grasped her breast as she gasped, struggling to catch her breath, her body reacting intensely to the man's touch.
— I haven't done anything yet, Eileen.
He kissed her intensely while she cried. He swept the roof of her mouth with his tongue and encouraged her.
We should do something nice together.
Cesare held her firmly by the waist. A premonition of danger washed over her; he lifted her small body, his hard, burning penis slid swiftly out, then in one swift movement he penetrated her.
For an instant, everything around her disappeared. Before Eileen, who had barely regained consciousness, could groan, the thick, imposing member parted her inner walls, mercilessly striking her cervix.
The pleasure that had tormented her until now transformed into a tsunami. Her whole body trembled, unable to contain itself, she pleaded urgently.
— Oh… no… stop… please…
His speech came out slurred, making it difficult to express himself clearly. Cesare gasped, frowning as her vagina tightened as if it wanted to devour his penis.
"You don't like it? Haa, as your husband, I wanted to make you feel good, Eileen. Hmm! " A slight smile played on his lips as he moaned those words.
The veins in his hands stood out. He took a deep breath, licked his lips, then gripped Eileen's waist so tightly that his mark was left on her, and moved his hips violently.
Eileen's hair fluttered and her breasts swayed with the abrupt movement. Her face flushed, she pleaded desperately as he crushed her insides.
— Oh, Cesare, I-I was wrong! Stop, oh, oh, stop…
Eileen didn't understand what she had done wrong. She simply let out the words that came to mind, overwhelmed by the fear of this overwhelming pleasure. However, the man who had always been attentive now seemed incapable of listening to her.
He penetrated her even faster. A wet sound echoed from the soaked junction. An intense urge to climax swept through her erect clitoris, as if she were about to have an orgasm, but Eileen didn't even notice. She was too busy being swept away by the sensation inside her.
— Aaah… no, humm!
A desperate cry escaped his lips. Ecstatic pleasure, akin to pain, shattered his mind. Shivers ran through his entire body, and animalistic moans continuously leaked from his throat.
The fluid gushed from her vagina, followed by a liquid that erupted from her small clitoris, soaking them both, and even the sofa.
However, Cesare didn't stop. He moved his hips, rubbing his glans intensely.
After being overtaken by the terrifying orgasm, weak spasms still coursed through her body. Eileen cried and trembled, closing her eyes tightly as tears streamed down her cheeks.
HICCUP
She felt ridiculous, but she couldn't move a single finger as she wished. She simply struggled, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure that seemed to consume her completely.
With each thrust, an intense wave coursed through her body, and more liquid gushed out. Her body was on the verge of complete collapse. Eileen cried and pleaded, overcome by fear and the overwhelming sensation that gripped her.
— Th-Yes, it keeps coming out…
She felt the urine leaking again. Eileen burst into tears and sobbed to him.
— Please… oh my God, I was wrong, please…
Cesare kissed her intensely as if he were going to devour her. While his tongue devoured her from above, the glans of his penis penetrated furiously below. The man pressed his penis as if he wanted to open her cervix, and finally, he began to ejaculate.
— Haaah…!
Eileen shook her body violently. The moment he reached orgasm, she came again. At the same time that the semen covered her cervix, Eileen also soaked Cesare's groin.
Haa, ha…
He moved his hips slowly while breathing heavily. He rubbed his still-ejaculating penis against the inner wall. Eileen, who had been trembling until then, finally collapsed onto Cesare's body.
As her consciousness, previously overwhelmed by the orgasm, slowly returned, she belatedly recognized her appearance, and the tears that had barely ceased began to flow again at the sight of the urine splattered everywhere.
She had made a mistake on her wedding night, but at the time she fainted immediately and retained no memory of it. When she awoke, her body had already been carefully cleaned.
But, seeing clearly the mess she had made, she felt a wave of frustration and wanted to cry again. She curled up, trying to hide, her delicate body trembling intermittently, and, unable to contain the sudden wave of resentment, she muttered:
That's too much…
"Why? " Cesare whispered, his red irises filled with lust.
— To me, it was very affectionate.
END OF VOLUME 02
To be continued…