Her small, trembling body was overwhelmed, unable to handle the situation. Her muscles clenched, her breathing quickened, and I felt the tremors running through her as sweat dripped from both our bodies.
“Haaaa…”
I couldn’t help but notice the way her other entrance, her pink little anus, began to twitch above her tight womanhood, almost in sync with the rest of her body. It relaxed even as her core clung to me tighter.
I let out a small laugh. She resisted me when I told her to relax, her pink bud opening just slightly while the rest of her squeezed me even harder.
“Hick…!”
In response, I pressed my thumbs against her pink entrance, teasing her even further. Her reaction was immediate—her entire body tensed again, trying to close herself off, but it only made things worse. Her inner muscles clamped down on me even more, making it impossible to move further.
“Ha… Keuk!”
She was struggling, fighting against the inevitable. I could feel her tears, her exhaustion, her frustration. But despite everything, her body reacted to me. The scent of her sweat mixed with her arousal filled the air, and as I leaned down, my tongue traced a line down her back, tasting the saltiness of her skin.
“A… Ah…”
Her voice, faint and broken, barely reached my ears as I held her firmly in place, her body still trembling beneath me. I could feel Olivia’s body beneath mine, her every inch responding to my touch. My tongue traced her skin, tasting her, exploring her. Every caress, every violation, seemed to send waves of conflicting emotions through her—confusion, desire, pain. She trembled beneath me, lost in the sensations I was forcing upon her.
“Huh…”
Her soft voice reached me as I paused, no longer pushing deeper into her. I saw the question in her eyes when she turned her head towards me. Without needing her to speak, I knew what she wanted to ask.
“Olivia…” I murmured, moving my hand from her back to her stomach, feeling the soft skin under my fingers. I grabbed a small fold of her belly near her navel, pressing down gently.
“I will reach the deepest part till here,” I said, a wicked satisfaction stirring inside me as her eyes widened in desire.
The distance between where I was inside her and where my hand pointed was still vast. Her breath hitched at my words, which sounded to her like a cruel promise of what was yet to come.
“Ca-can’t you take it out first… And take some rest?” she stammered, tears welling up in her eyes as she sobbed. Her voice was shaky, filled with desperation, knowing what would happen when I get full control.
I watched her, amused by the unreasonable suggestion. Her body had already been adjusting to my size, the tightness of her core loosening with each thrust, her insides forced to open wider.
“Like that… I’ll be fine—”
I didn’t let her finish. With a sharp movement, I thrust deeper, ignoring her protest, feeling her body tighten around me once again.
“Hup…! Ugh! Ah… Ahhhh!” Her moans, strained and breathless, filled the air as I moved inside her. Her entire body shook, and I could see the pain mixed with pleasure on her face. I wanted to comfort her, to hold her close, but I pushed that instinct aside. There was still more to take, and I wasn’t done, my size was increasing within her.
Thrusting again, I pushed myself further, feeling her clenching around me as though her body was begging me to stop. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. The urge to claim her, to conquer her completely, was too overpowering.
Smack~
Our hips met, my hips slamming against her white, delicate skin. The lewd sound echoed in the room, and I felt her entire body tremble beneath me. At that moment, I knew I had reached the deepest part of her. The tip of my length brushed against her cervix, and a primal satisfaction washed over me. I had taken all of her—there was nothing left to resist.
I didn’t pause. I rubbed the tip of my length against her, teasing her cervix, and making her body tremble uncontrollably.
“Aaaaaaa~”
Olivia’s voice cracked as she cried out, tears streaming down her face like a child in pain. The tightness inside her told me she was still suffering, her body struggling to adjust to the sudden intrusion and change in size. But I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop.
“Take it out, take it out…!” Her frantic pleas broke through the haze, but I barely registered them.
“Olivia…” I whispered, my voice calm as I held her waist firmly, resisting her weak attempts to push me away. She struggled more, tears mixing with her breath as she begged.
“Take it out…! Take your length out…!”
“You…” I started, leaning down to press her body against the bed with mine, my weight pinning her completely beneath me.
“I don’t know, I don’t know…! I want you to take it out… I am the one that should be in control!…”
“Do you think I will be able to stop now at all? I have already made you mine and I ain’t letting go at all, this struggle is useless, in the end don’t you belong to me?”
Her words meant nothing to me. I pressed harder, keeping her pinned as her struggles grew weaker. Her chest heaved beneath me, her breath coming in ragged gasps, but I didn’t stop moving. Her body was mine now—there was no turning back.
“Ah…..” Her cries turned into pitiful whimpers as she realized there was no escape. Her body contorted beneath mine, the feeling of her tightness gripping me, refusing to let go.
I felt her helplessness, the way her slender frame was trapped under my weight, just like a mare held down during mating.
Squeak~
Her resistance faded slowly, and I finally moved my hips again, savoring the way her body reacted to me.
“Don’t cry…” I whispered, leaning down to lick away the tears that stained her face. Her eyes were filled with a mixture of pain and fear, but I didn’t apologize. I didn’t want to stop. My movements continued, unrelenting, even as she whimpered beneath me.
“Heuk…”
Each time I pulled away, her body clung to me, her inner flesh wrapping around me like it didn’t want to let go.
Smack!~
“Keugh!”
I felt the wetness splashing against me as I drove into Olivia again, the slick sound filling the air as I struck her cervix. Her body lay beneath me, trembling, yet compliant. I glanced down at her, her pitiful expression contrasting with the force of my movements. She looked fragile, but this wasn’t about cruelty—it was something different. I cupped her waist, feeling the slight protrusion of her lower belly.
‘This…’
I could see how deeply I was inside her, her body straining to accommodate me. The sight stirred something within me. Pity, maybe. But it wasn’t enough to make me stop. Not yet.
Thrust.
“Ugh…”
Another thrust.
“Mph… Umph~…”
Her moans, stifled, irritated me. “Olivia, don’t hold it in,” I said, prying her lips open with my fingers, forcing her to release the sounds she was suppressing. At the same moment, I pushed harder, ramming my length deeper into her. Her pale skin flushed red where our bodies met.
Thrust.
“Anggg~”
Her moans changed, becoming softer, more inviting. Coquettish. It was a sound that urged me to push further, to press her harder. Her body responded, tightening around me, as though it had finally surrendered to the intrusion.
“Oh!~ Ahh~… Aaaahhhh…~”
She clung to me now, her cervix wrapping around my length, and her insides tightening. The change was subtle, but it was as if her body was apologizing for resisting me before. She was opening up to me, accepting me.
I felt her shift beneath me, trying to move. For a moment, I thought she was resisting again. I grabbed her arms, pulling her toward me like I was holding reins, controlling her movements.
Poke. My length pushed deeper, and her belly swelled slightly with the pressure.
“I-I~… Ahhhh…~ Ahhh..~.”
Her voice cracked, tears mixing with her breath as she tried to speak, but I didn’t let her. She wasn’t resisting. She was submitting, and that realization only fueled my desire. I thrust again, punishing her with each movement, filling her until she cried out.
Her tears didn’t stop me. Instead, I grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing as I felt the tightening sensation in my core, the imminent release building. My other hand pressed against the swollen spot on her belly.
Splurt~
I buried myself deep inside her, and with a shudder, I released. The heat of my seed filled her womb, and I let out a heavy breath against the back of her neck.
“Ha…”
Biting down gently on her neck, I savored the primal pleasure, the raw satisfaction of claiming her in the most intimate way possible. As I filled her with my seed, Olivia’s body shook, her sobs continuing as she quivered beneath me.
Smooch.
I kissed her neck, softer now, as the last of me emptied inside her. Slowly, I released her, my hands slipping from her chest and stomach.
Creak.
With my length still inside her, Olivia collapsed onto the bed, utterly spent.
