By Zephyria 
I glared at the guy who casually uttered the terrifying statement that he would do it all night.
“I have to return to the main house tomorrow evening.”
Otherwise, the family would clamor about when they would come down. So it was a way of saying, ‘Do it moderately.’ In response, instead of answering, Ardian grinned, came back down on top of me, kissed my lips, and took off my clothes.
As he carelessly shed his own disheveled top and let it drop to the floor by the bed, he looked exactly like a moving painting. His indifferently lowered eyelashes were so long that I found myself staring at them without realizing it.
But seeing that body—with its firm, densely packed muscles contrasting with its fairy-like appearance—and the enormous monstrosity attached to it, brought me back to reality. The thing belonging to the guy who had violated me countless times was already fully aroused even before we began today.
After pulling off my pants and underwear in one go, Ardian, who had lifted me up by holding the inside of my thighs, stroked my still-dormant penis. His thumb, which had been gently circling along the skin of the shaft, applied slight pressure and pressed down on the glans.
I flinched at the stimulation, which wasn’t painful. Ardian, who had lowered his head deeply, took my penis into his mouth. The hot, moist mucous membrane inside his mouth clung tightly, constricting strongly.
“Ha….”
I clutched the bedsheet, then relaxed the tension in my stiffening neck and lay my head back. His saliva-slicked, soft tongue pressed down broadly and slowly slid up the shaft. Then, at the tip, the sensation of him sucking in the glans with a slurp.
Goosebumps rose along my spine.
The red lust, now almost familiar, flooded my mind.
Letting out a heated breath, I grabbed the back of his small head. It was a silent warning: don’t tease, do it properly. Since this had happened more than once or twice before, Ardian, who would have understood perfectly, laughed as if air were escaping while still holding my penis in his mouth. When damp air flowed out whoosh-whoosh through his teeth, it returned as another strange stimulation.
Ardian, who had momentarily detached his mouth from my penis, held the shaft with his hand, shook it, and licked his own lips once.
“You’re too impatient, Ray.”
“You’re too persistent, you know.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
He, who had twisted my words to his liking again, smiled prettily. Since I didn’t really care, I just exhaled through my nose, and Ardian took my penis back into his mouth. With a much more skillful tongue movement than before, he explored every nook and cranny, and persistently sucked the glans, which had turned red from stimulation.
It wasn’t mere play; it was an act to perfectly induce ejaculation.
“Ugh, uhn….”
Slurp, slurp…. Lewd sounds touched my eardrums. My heart pounded heavily, and my face grew hot. The sensation of being fiercely sucked up made my breath hitch once, and my chest heaved. Only when the shape of climax was about to spill out did I bite down hard on my lower lip and then release it.
“Huh… haa….”
After catching my panting breath for a while, I glanced down. My penis, smeared with love fluid, semen, and saliva, was half-limp. Ardian spat out some of the semen he had poured into his mouth and used it to rub between the cleft of my buttocks.
Ardian’s finger, which had been lightly brushing against the tightly closed secret entrance, soon pressed firmly against the wrinkled mucous membrane, and the longest middle finger pierced the hole. The inner walls flinched at the cool intrusion from outside, but the temperature quickly equalized. Ardian prodded inside with one finger, then soon pushed in his index and ring fingers as well.
“Ugh… uhn, ha.”
The squelch-squelch friction sounds filled the room. Each time his bent finger touched a peculiar stimulation point inside, pleasure spread like rippling waves, and my body writhed on its own. It was a different pleasure from being held, sucked, and shaken at the front. My half-wilted penis also began to stand up straight again in an erect shape.
Ardian, who had been rotating his finger inside and spreading it left and right to flexibly widen the elastic mucous membrane, withdrew his finger after heating up my body to some extent.
“I’m putting it in.”
The thick glans met the hole, glistening with semen and gaping open. The large penis, which would be difficult to accept easily even with the inner softening from his fingers, was inserted tightly.
Ardian pressed down as if forcing it open and pushing in, then brushed upward and tapped against my testicles. He pulled back again to touch the hole, and repeated brushing upward. His playful behavior—seeming to push in but not entering—made my body flinch repeatedly on its own.
It was just when I was about to tell him to stop playing and put it in quickly.
I felt the soft glans suddenly pierce through my constricted inner walls.
“Uhn, ugh….”
I threw my head back and panted. He inserted just the tip, then pulled it all out and pushed back in, digging in bit by bit. By the time my inner walls had loosened enough to accept his monstrous size without pain, Ardian, who had pushed in halfway, pulled his body tightly against mine.
“Ha, ah.”
The moment my lower part was compressed, I let out a hot breath. Ardian, who had layered his body over mine, bit and sucked my lips, then drew a smile at the corner of his mouth as if finding something amusing.
“You don’t have to hold back your sounds.”
And I shot a sharp glare at the smug bastard. Whenever I floundered in uncontrollable pleasure or lost self-control and groaned, Ardian would often look at me as if admiring me, and looking back on it later was sometimes embarrassing, so I didn’t want to lose composure.
“Per… vert.”
“You’re pretty, Ray.”
Ardian, pretending not to hear and spouting nonsense, planted a lip print on my forehead. Even though he himself was the pretty one, hearing him call me pretty, pretty, always felt strange.
“Hhuuh….”
His pubic bone touched near my buttocks. He had pushed in all the way to the root of the penis shaft. The sensation of being stabbed so deeply that it felt distant made my vision dizzy.
While tension filled my tightly clenched jaw, Ardian stopped moving further and instead caressed my chest, kissed my lips, and showed affection. Sex with him was rough, yet always this affectionate.
I embraced the beast before me, who had made me understand and awakened desire in me. Ardian, who had been helplessly drawn in, cupped the back of my head and kissed me. Shortly after, Ardian, who had slowly pulled out the penis buried deep inside, began to move his hips little by little.
“Kuh… ha, ugh.”
Each time the large, hard penis withdrew and then thrust deeply, the thwack-thwack lewd noises muddled my mind. The strange sense of threat, as if I might be crushed to death, and the tingling sensations made me hot.
“Haa, ah… huh.”
“Ray….”
The voice whispering by my ear tickled. His voice, wrapping around me softly like melting honey, intoxicated me. But unlike the voice that sounded precious and at a loss, his lower half, faithful to possessiveness and conquest, moved roughly.
“Uhn, ha, aah… hh.”
Thwack, thwack, squelch, squelch…. The continuous obscene friction sounds mixed with moans and heated the air. Each time the huge, thick penis relentlessly opened the way and pressed in, my waist creaked, and Ardian pulled my highly raised thighs close and kissed my calves.
Then, leaning his body forward and pressing against me, Ardian trapped me in his embrace and persistently ravaged the hole.
“Ah…!”
As the contact point meshed a little closer, my breath burst out on its own. The tongue that had slipped through my parted teeth touched and swept over the tender inside of my mouth. Hot breaths intertwined, and my heart pounded thump-thump.
Like the mating of beasts, we expelled desire without thinking of anything else. Chasing the end of pleasure, I panted for a while, and not long after, the fading urge to ejaculate surged back.
“Uuuhn…!”
A suppressed moan leaked out. My thighs trembled paru-paru, and my toes curled. The spilled seed splattered onto my stomach. Ardian, who had thrust his penis deep into my inner walls and stopped at the strong constriction, also furrowed his brow and let out a low, heated breath.
I relaxed and let out a long exhale. As Ardian slowly pulled out his glistening penis, milky fluid gushed out from the gaping hole. Instead of putting away his still-not-dead penis, Ardian gently rubbed it against the hole again.
His flushed, shiny face was shadowed with excitement.
“Ray… let’s do it just once more.”
“…….”
I swept back my disheveled bangs.
His ‘just once more’ here is a lie.
If he thrusts like that, it was clear he would chatter like a parrot about doing it just once more again. It had always been like that until now, and knowing that, I always pretended I couldn’t resist and accepted.
“Put it in.”
Maybe because he knows that, this guy might act even more spoiled.
Ardian, who smiled faintly, gently pushed the tip in again.