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Chapter 117: Chapter 117 – The Night of the White Orchid 4 (R-18)

The white-haired lady sat astride Sohen, fully impaled on his cock.

Her large, heavy breasts rose and fell heavily; her nipples were dark pink and erect.

The girl’s face was bright red, and beads of sweat glistened on her forehead and between her breasts.

She closed her eyes tightly, bit her lower lip, and breathed heavily and raggedly.

- (???). "I... myself... I can handle this... I have to..."

A few seconds after speaking those words, she began to move.

Slowly... very slowly and with great effort.

- (???). "Ahh... Uhh..."

She lifted herself up a few centimeters.

Her tight, hot vagina clamped down on him tightly, reluctant to let go.

A pained grimace immediately appeared on her face... her eyebrows knitted together, her mouth barely open, she exhaled a long, quiet moan through clenched teeth:

- (???). "Ooh... too big... Haah..."

She stopped halfway down, her thighs trembling violently.

The muscles in her abdomen were strained to the limit.

The unknown girl was breathing heavily, trying to get used to the sensation, then, gathering her strength, she slowly lowered herself back down.

- (???). "Hah... God!..."

Every descent took an enormous effort.

She would stop to catch her breath, then continue lowering herself, whimpering quietly.

Her nails dug into his chest, leaving red marks.

- (Me). "Ouch!..."

(Fucking idiot!... This hurts like hell!... By the way, her nails... I’ve seen them somewhere before, and this scent is pretty familiar... does it smell like vanilla?)

A long, agonized moan escaped her as she sank down especially deep.

- (???). "Haah... Ahh... So... deep... too deep..."

She tried to pick up the pace.

Her hips began to move faster, but her movements remained clumsy and uneven.

Sometimes she sank down too abruptly, and then her body would jolt violently, and a quiet, muffled whimpering sound would escape her mouth.

Sometimes she would rise almost completely, and then her legs would tremble so violently that Sohen could see the muscles in her thighs tensing.

Gradually, her moans grew hoarser, and her voice began to tremble.

- (???). "Hahh... You... You... You’re filling me up completely..."

A few minutes passed.

Her thighs were already trembling violently from exhaustion, but she didn’t stop.

Sweat glistened on her skin; her platinum hair clung to her face and neck.

She would close her eyes, then open them sharply and look at him with that same confident gaze, which grew softer each time, taking on a form that Sohen couldn’t understand.

- (???). "You’re mine... mine... Only mine... no one else’s..."

- (Me). "..."

(As a real man, I’m really happy that you like me, my... lady, but I still don’t get this... how should I put it... um... obsessive desire to have me. I’m sure this is the first time we’ve met... Well, technically the second time, but face-to-face, without any masks and all that, but... Some sixth sense is telling me that maybe I’m wrong and we’ve met before... I don’t get it, damn it! What the hell is going on in my head?!...)

...

Sohen lay there and watched her in silence.

It was incredibly arousing to see this beautiful girl stubbornly trying to control the situation, even if it was clearly making her uncomfortable.

Her moans, her body trembling, the way those big breasts swayed with every movement... all of it had a powerful effect on him, but at the same time he felt a strange mix of emotions: arousal, irritation, and even... a touch of pity.

She had tied him up herself, blackmailed him, and now she was suffering because of her own plan, yet she still wouldn’t ask for help.

The beauty leaned forward, resting her hands on his chest.

Now her large breasts were right in front of his face, swaying just a few centimeters away.

She continued to move, moaning right into Sohen’s ear.

- (???). "Ahh... Uh..."

Her moans grew louder and more desperate.

She tried to speed up, but she wasn’t doing well.

Her movements were chaotic, sometimes fast and sharp, sometimes slow and cautious.

Every time she went down especially deep, her body would shudder, and a pained, hoarse moan would escape her lips.

- (???). "Ahh... Hahh... No... Don’t stop..."

(Don’t stop?... Well, this young man could, but there’s one small problem... I’m not moving at all, for fuck’s sake!)

She kept going.

Fifteen minutes.

Twenty.

Her thighs were already burning with tension, her breathing was heavy and ragged.

She was drenched in sweat, her large breasts glistened, her nipples were extremely sensitive, but... the white-haired beauty didn’t stop.

This goth girl kept moving on top of Sohen... slowly, laboriously, painfully, but with a clear desire to see it through to the end.

Her moans, her stubbornness, her trembling — all of it created a very intense, tense, and arousing spectacle.

(She... is trying.)

Sohen was somewhat impressed by her desire to prove to both him and herself that she could handle a young man’s large cock.

Not even its size, his experience, or the cock itself, in the end... would be an obstacle for her.

She was trying not only for herself but also for him; she wanted to show that she could be better than Karin, Runo, Phoebe... than everyone.

Sohen genuinely wanted to know the reasons behind this girl’s unhealthy love for him and knew that he definitely wouldn’t find out today, but if their odds were even, that would be a different story.

He decided that he would let her get what she wanted so badly, but... he wouldn’t help her.

(This time I’m going to cosplay as a tree and just do nothing...)

Sohen considered himself a victim of blackmail and violence, so he had no intention of playing along with her.

Let her suffer and try.

Let her feel just how hard it is... to control what cannot be controlled.

He just lay there, his arms spread out, his body relaxed.

Sohen didn’t lift his hips, didn’t adjust to her, or hold her by the waist.

He just watched as she clumsily and painfully tried to "tame" him. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

(Ha-ha...)

Sohen also knew that tonight he most likely... wouldn’t cum, and so she might be disappointed, but he didn’t care.

(I read somewhere that women can get pretty annoyed if their partner doesn’t ejaculate. They start doubting themselves and all that... That’s karma, bitch!)

Although he was sexually aroused, Sohen could control his level of lust.

She couldn’t compare to what he’d experienced with Karin.

Sohen had gained a ton of "experience" since the day he first felt a woman’s lips on his cock.

(Thanks, Karin, Runo, Phoebe, and... Nanako. God, Nanako, how am I supposed to look her in the eye now after I...)

Since then, there had been "practice" almost every day, and the last few days with Karin had been so intense that he’d gained enough experience to last him years.

(Mom... hornier than any succubus.)

Besides, he had principles.

Sohen hated people who would stoop to real "filth" for the sake of their goals.

He had pride, a sense of justice, and even something resembling heroism.

He wouldn’t let such a crude term as "lust" completely take over his mind in such a terrible situation.

(I won’t break, I’ll never give up...)

...

Fifteen minutes later.

- (???). "Ahh... Harder♡... It feels so good... It feels so good right there♡... Fuck me♡... Fuck me♡♡..."

The white-haired beauty was now on all fours, taking powerful thrusts into her wet pussy from Sohen, which grew faster and more intense with every stroke.

Her big ass jiggled with every thrust, and she clung to the sheets with her hands, her back arched, and her head thrown back.

(Damn!... Damn!!... You’re such a pathetic loser, Sohen. You lost control again and let your dick run the show. What a lecherous bastard you are. I’m so ashamed of you that there aren’t enough swear words to properly describe what you’ve done. You lecherous, shameless animal...)

Right now, Sohen hated himself more than ever for letting this happen, but... he kept fucking her fast, deep, and harder with every passing minute.