Captured by Lust

With obscene wet sounds—chupa, chu—strands of saliva stretched between their lips.

Yoal gazed steadily at Almaeira, gently combing his fingers through her platinum-blond hair. At the same time he twisted his hips, lightly withdrawing the rigid rod that had filled her all the way to the depths of her vagina.

The thick, engorged shaft gouged at her soft folds of flesh, and Almaeira let out an entranced, wet sigh.

"I'm going to move now, Alma."

"… U, ngh…💕"

Almaeira had reached a magnificent climax moments ago, but there was no changing the fact that she had been a virgin until only minutes before.

As if mindful of that small vaginal opening, Yoal slowly began to move his hips.

Since he reached her depths almost immediately, his strokes stayed shallow and small.

"Ah, no, ahnn… your cock…💕 don't pull it ouuut…💕"

"… It's alright. I'll fill your belly up soon enough."

"Ah, nguuh…💕 unn, unn…💕 fill me, fill me uuup…💕"

As he drew his hips back, Almaeira pleaded plaintively.

Her vaginal flesh clenched as if refusing to let him go for even an instant. As though to soothe her, Yoal ruffled her hair and slowly thrust his hips all the way to her depths.

That alone made Almaeira heave a sweet, entranced sigh, tears of feminine pleasure spilling over.

"Nn… nn, nn…💕 nn, fuh… ku, fuunn…💕"

Each time her depths were struck, Almaeira arched her neck and curled her toes tight. Her voice trembled sweet and high, and her gently sloping lower belly quivered with a tingling, throbbing tremor.

Watching her reactions, Yoal patiently cultivated the erogenous zones inside her. As he slowly drew his hips back he raked and gouged at her soft flesh, and when he pushed in he leaned his weight into it, thrusting powerfully.

When he slammed into her deepest point with a zupun, her cervix caught him with a pleasant elasticity, and when he pulled out, her fresh, moist vaginal walls clung and coiled around him, slick and slippery, as if to wring out his seed. The pleasure from that desperate, clinging grip was immense, but Yoal tensed his lower body and held it back—for the childish reason that he found it rather unamusing to be branded with the disgrace of a "premature ejaculator" a second time.

"… Alma's pussy feels good. The walls squeeze down tight, and inside it undulates and coils around me… and every time I touch that spot deep in the back, it sucks at me with these little tsup, tsup pulls."

"… Nguh💕 ahnn, ehehe…💕 nn, geez… p-please, don't say it out loud…💕"

Almaeira let her brows droop bashfully, yet at the same time a smile broke across her face, unable to hide her delight—her legs spread wide open, her pussy still receiving his rigid rod.

Even then he slowly drew his hips back, scraping up along the firm, knotty ceiling of her vagina with the flared ridge of his glans. Grinding as he withdrew, he raked and gouged at her pussy flesh, which still held some of its tightness.

"Ah… nn, ukuh💕 nn💕 ahnn💕 haaah…💕"

With a longer stroke he pulled out until only his glans remained inside her, then immediately drove back in. He buried himself deep enough that their hips pressed flush together, striking her cervix with a nuton.

The moment he thrust up a little harder, Almaeira's voice pitched faintly higher as she mewled sweetly. Her hips trembled in tiny quivers, and her small bottom lifted lightly.

Using her every subtle reaction as a clue, he unhurriedly rubbed their reproductive membranes together, leaving no spot untouched. He carefully worked the back wall of her vagina and its sides as well, learning her favorite places.

"So Alma… likes being kissed deep inside too, huh. Having it put in all the way like this, and getting zun, zun'd."

"… Ah, yahnn…💕 ah, nn, ah…💕 saying I l-like it…💕 nguuh…💕"

He thrust vigorously into her depths with a nupun, pressing his urethral slit flush against her cervix with no gap between them. Buried to the hilt, he twisted his hips, grinding and crushing her cervix. Drawing back just slightly, he immediately struck deep again—delivering small, rapid piston thrusts to her depths, shaking her womb through its wall, zun, zun.

At the relentless assault on her womb, Almaeira unconsciously bucked her hips to meet him, her whole body going limp with sweet pleasure and euphoria.

"You like it, don't you?"

"… I-I don't know…! My head goes all fuzzy… my body floats up on its own, like I'm about to fly off somewhere… and it's hot, like something inside my belly is bursting, pachi, pachi…💕"

"… Looks like you've completely learned how to cum from your womb."

She blinked in momentary confusion, but the instant her cervix was crushed down hard, Almaeira let loose a beast-like sweet cry—"Nnaooh…💕💕"

Yoal promptly seized her lips, lasciviously lapping and swirling his tongue around hers. He poured his saliva into her thickly, linking the deep kiss to pleasure in her mind.

"… M-my… womb…? uh, huh…?"

"That's right. A deeper way of cumming than cumming from your pussy. You'd have to be seriously lewd to learn it this fast, though."

"Ngh…💕 I-I don't know anything about that…! When you go zun, all that happens is this warm, happy feeling spreads through the depths of my belly, jiwaa…💕"

"… Seriously lewd, alright."

"Th-that's mean…!"

That she had learned womb-pleasure this easily was surely due, above all, to how overwhelming the shock of their earlier coupling had been. Purely physical factors weren't out of the question either, but those alone couldn't explain it.

The moment she consummated her feelings with the one she'd yearned for over so many long years—the experience of both of them climaxing from insertion alone must have been carved deeply into her heart and body.

And so Almaeira, just from having her cervix struck and shaken zun, zun, climbed with the greatest ease to a deep ecstasy. A heavy, bearing-down pleasure soaked into her womb, spreading through her entire body in the blink of an eye.

"… Then you'll have to cum over and over again to really get used to it. I made you wait a full twenty years, so I'll make you feel good enough to make up for all of it."

"Ahh, ahnn, ah, hah…💕 how… h-how many times are you planning to do it…?💕"

"Two hundred times… wouldn't be nearly enough. It wouldn't even amount to a single year's worth."

"Y-you're planning to do it every day…?"

"No. Three times a day."

"I-idiot, you idiot, are you stupid, you idiooot…💕"

"Your vocabulary's gone haywire."

Well, that was only natural, given how rarely she ever uttered any insult.

Yoal worked his hips in a circling motion again, gouging around inside her hole with his thick, rearing shaft. He crushed her soft, elastic cervix deep, leaning his weight in to thrust up over and over, zun, zun.

Gradually the undulations of her pussy flesh grew fiercer, and its clinging grip narrowed tighter still. Her cervix descended of its own accord, latching over him with a jupu as if to cover him.

"Ah, nn, no, that…💕 the way you grind it, guri, guri…💕 I don't want it…💕"

"You don't like this?"

Yoal smoothly stroked her hair down and peered into her wet blue eyes.

Without hesitation Almaeira shook her head, yet earnestly parted her saliva-slick lips.

"It goes all jiwaa… and it just won't stop… my belly, it g-goes all funny…💕"

"… Alright, alright. In that case, how about like this…"

Parting her vaginal flesh with wet nuchu, nuchu sounds, Yoal drew his hips back and firmly gripped her slender waist.

Holding Almaeira's body firmly in place, he struck her depths with a nuton—and the instant he touched, he pulled back at once, as if bounced away by her elasticity.

The moment he withdrew, he immediately struck again with a nuton, then drew out slickly once more, folding her vaginal pleats around the crown of his glans.

Drawing back and thrusting in small increments. He repeated it countless times. Keeping a steady, unbroken pace, he persistently tormented her cervix.

"Ah, ah, ahh…💕 ah, ahnn, ahh…💕 ah, fuuuh…💕"

"How's that, Alma. Think you can savor it slowly like this?"

"Ah, u, unn…💕 feels, goood…💕 it feels so good…💕 nguh… ahaaah…💕"

Almaeira licked her lips with a wet, bewitching motion, savoring the pleasure of having her womb tapped, ton, ton. She stiffened her whole body tight, bracing for the pleasant womb-orgasm closing in on her.

Nuton, nuton, nuton—each time he touched her cervix he smeared precum against it, his glans in turn growing thickly slick with her love juices. The more his swollen, elastic head battered her cervix, the more the girl's body flushed with heat, her cervix writhing and twitching, brimming with a needy ache.

"Ah… ahnn, ahh…💕 yours, Yoal, it got bigger again…💕"

"… So you can tell, huh, Alma."

"U, nn…💕 the rugged, bumpy part of your cock…💕 goes gori…💕 rubbing against the back side of my belly…💕 it's good, so goood…💕"

"Alma's pussy is squeezing me tighter than before too, feels good. It coils around me all zowa, zowa, like it's trying to pull my cock in deeper… can you tell my crown's flared wide open?"

"Ah, ahn, no, stop…💕 don't rub it there…💕 y-you can, anytime…💕 j-just let it out, nn, nfuh…💕 it's okay, so…💕"

Almaeira smiled with entranced, moistened eyes, coaxing Yoal toward release. Sweat trickled damply down her flushed red cheeks, making her white nape glisten alluringly.

It was true the urge was already welling up, but he clenched it down and kept knocking steadily at her depths, kotsu, kotsu. He thrust with a nuton as if to smear precum against her, and as he pulled out he scraped up along the ceiling of her deepest point.

Nuton, nupo, nuko, nuto, nuchu—her depths grew steadily drenched with love juices, and each time his urethral slit pressed against her, bubbles of lewd fluid burst with a jupun.

"Ah, ahnn, ah, ahih…💕 Yo, Yo-al…💕 h-hurry, let it out, pleashe…💕 I-I can't, anymore…💕"

"Mm. If you're about to cum, go ahead and cum first… think you can climb up just like this?"

"Eah, w-wait, wait a second…💕 I-I'm…💕 ahnn…💕 ah, ah, ahh…💕 this, no good, ah, nooo…💕"

Unlike being forced to climax by intense stimulation, when she was tormented this slowly, holding back wasn't so hard. Because of that, the ceiling of her pleasure rose without limit, and before she knew it she stood one step short of a deep orgasm. Almaeira realized it only now, but it was already too late.

Contrary to the way she twisted her body in refusal, she clenched down on his shaft with her hole, her lower belly quivering, kyun, kyun. Her whole body trembled as if in pleasure, the spasms of her cervix growing more violent.

All the while, Yoal thoroughly maintained a steady pace. He battered her depths with his wickedly hard erection. Ton, ton, ton, ton—driving in his pistoning thrusts with a satisfying rhythm. With almost machine-like precision, he cornered Almaeira's feminine flesh as it swelled hotter by the second.

"Ahaaahn💕 no, ah, this, no…💕 yahnn💕 the ton, ton, nooo…💕 no good, my belly's melting…💕"

"… Then how about this."

"Hih💕 th-this, no, no good, I said noooo💕 the guri, guri, no, ah, ahaaahn…💕"

Yoal promptly crushed down on her cervix and slowly rolled his hips. Grinding guri, guri against her cervix, he bore his weight down and kneaded it around.

Her cervix, melted utterly soft by his meticulous assault, could not withstand being roughly toyed with. Almaeira suddenly sobbed as if losing her sanity, her inner thighs twitching and convulsing. Her frail hips had nowhere to flee, and her small hole, pierced to the hilt, was left as nothing but prey to the man's working hips.

"It's all 'no good' with you, Alma… So what would you like done to you, then?"

"… B-because…! it'll be just me… cumming again…"

"I told you, you can cum… I'm gonna cum in a little while too, so it's fine."

"… R-really…? —Ah, ah, no, nooo💕 please don't go ton, ton like thaaat…💕💕"

The moment Yoal began working his hips again, Almaeira wailed in pleasure, her belly trembling plaintively. She squirmed her small bottom restlessly, writhing as sprays of love juice spurted bushu, bushu from her hole.

Listening to her sweet, whimpering cries of pleasure, Yoal sent his wicked rod deep into her. This was more intense for her than grinding around in her depths—if he set his mind to it, making her alone climax over and over wouldn't be difficult at all.

"You really don't have to hold back. Show me your face when you cum and it feels good, Alma."

"No, ah, nooo…💕 … that's such an embarrassing thing to…"

"It's because it's an embarrassing face that I want to see it—no one else is watching, after all."

Nuton, nuton—he struck her soft cervix. Flesh slapped against flesh as he pressed his hips flush against her. Pulling away at once, he thrust again as if spanking her rear, and at the same time ruffled her head with one hand.

As if that alone was more than she could bear, Almaeira showed a limp, melted smile. The look on her face was that of a woman drowning in pleasure, no longer resisting. Her well-worked soft flesh clung so stickily it slipped into the groove behind his glans, striving to wring out his seed.

Her wet eyes gazed up at Yoal, and she told him plaintively:

"… T-together… I want to cum… together with you…💕"

A voice as sweet and doting as if she were pining with love.

Something hot swirled zowa, zowa deep in Yoal's loins, and driven by it, he worked his hips.

The pistoning that had kept a steady rhythm abruptly quickened. Ton, ton, ton—he struck her depths without pause, mercilessly working her heated cervix through and through.

His heavily bearing-down glans swelled taut to the point of bursting, his urethral slit oozing thick, gooey precum.

"Ah, ahh, ahnn💕 hih💕 hiiihn💕 wh, why, why, whyyy💕 s-so rough, sto, shtop pleashe…💕"

"I'm about to let it out soon too, so… if we're cumming together, hold it in."

"U, unn💕 uh, ku💕 th-that's mean, hiihn💕 no, no more, cumming💕 cumming, gonna cum, I'm cumm…💕"

Though he sped up his hips to heighten his own sensation, Almaeira too was driven to swell all the more with pleasure. Her already flushed body suddenly went crimson in a rush, her sweat-damp skin twitching and convulsing. Desperately stiffening her body, she stored up the pleasure, squirming and writhing her hips restlessly.

It was much like holding back the urge to urinate. With tremendous willpower it wasn't impossible to endure past the bladder's limit, but eventually the strain would give. Flushing all over, she writhed her hips, her shameful parts quivering, puru, puru—and yet there was no holding it back. The more she endured, the greater the release that accompanied it, and everything she'd stored up would come pouring out.

Almaeira was in exactly that state now—her innocent reproductive organs tormented by an immense surge of pleasure, with fresh pleasure poured in moment by moment. Driven by the climactic sensation welling up from deep in her belly, the thread of her tension was about to snap at any second. With every passing second her vaginal pleats undulated violently and coiled tight. Her cervix suckled at him, chuu, chuu, trying to draw the seed up from his urethral slit.

"… Ahaahn…💕 no more, I-I'm cumming…💕 for real, I'm cumming, cumming, no, I can't, I caaan't💕 Yoal, Yoaaal…💕"

"Alma…! just a little more, okay…! I'll shoot my sperm into your belly with everything I've got…!"

"No, ah💕 ahaaahn…💕 I can't, I said I caaan't…💕 it's coming, my belly's going numb… it's melting💕 it's melting💕 I-I'm cumming, cumming, I'm gonna cuuum…💕"

When Yoal deliberately spoke as if forcing her to endure, Almaeira instead trembled her lower belly all the more plaintively. Her spine shuddered with a sweet, prickling numbness, and she writhed at the first signs of climax.

Perhaps because of her repressed nature, being forbidden seemed to arouse her more than being urged on—and so, thrusting into her depths in a steady rhythm, nuton, nuton, he whispered to her.

"I want to cum together with you too, Alma, so… okay? You can hold out just a little longer, right? You're not allowed to cum until then…!!"

"… Uuh💕 no, really, reallyyy…💕 I c-can't hold it…💕 I-I'm cumming, cumming, cumming… I'm gonna cu, uh…💕"

In truth Yoal himself was in a state where he'd finish at once if he let his guard down, but he deliberately kept it hidden as he tormented her cervix. His shaft throbbed and twitched, scattering thick precum into her depths.

There was no way Almaeira failed to notice that reaction. Her vaginal walls had grown so sensitive she could feel even the ridges of his swollen, standing veins. Her soft folds clenched desperately around his rod, but that only made her devour the pleasure herself all the more. Bucking her hips to meet him, kui, kui, and swaying her bottom, she gave herself over to the sweet carnal delight on the very brink of climax.

"Kah… I see, that's a shame… I wanted to cum with you too, but you're gonna cum all by yourself, huh, Alma?"

"… Don't… say things like that…💕 u, nn, uuuh…💕 you're being mean, don't be so mean💕 y-your cock's already twitching, and yet…💕"

"You wouldn't want a 'premature ejaculator,' right? I'm holding it back properly for you too."

"Uuuh, y-you were bothered by that…? I-I'll apologize, so please, your hips, stop, stop it, stooop…💕💕"

A sadistic tint naturally rose to Yoal's expression as well. It meshed perfectly with Almaeira, who let glimpses of masochistic delight show, driving each other's lust to swell without limit.

Yoal softly stroked her head, then hooked a finger under her slender chin and tipped it up. He made her expose her face, stained through with lust—so that he could behold the shameless expression of her climax. In contradiction to his order not to cum yet.

His intent was plain without needing to be put into words.

Straining with all her might to endure and yet unable to, forced to climax shamelessly against her will—he was grinding the delight of that utterly humiliating submission into her body.

"You held out so much for me too, Alma… so if you cum now, it'll surely feel better than ever before. Not thinking about anything, your head and body brimming with bliss… you could cum and feel so good right this instant, and yet."

"… Ah, ah, … stop, don't shay it…💕 Yo, Yo… Yoaaal…💕 aah, no more…💕 I-I'm cumming, cumming cumming cumming cumming…💕"

At his sweet temptation her feminine flesh clenched, and Almaeira's body jerked and bucked. Her whole body stiffened as if to receive her climax, convulsing zowa, zowa with a sweet current of pleasure.

—As if he'd been waiting for precisely this moment, Yoal made his hips move violently, striking her cervix as powerful mating sounds rang out, pan, pan. He raked and gouged at her undulating vaginal flesh that seemed to wring out his seed, driving hard, wild thrusts into her suckling cervix, zuppu, zuppu.

In that instant, Almaeira clung to Yoal with all four limbs. Wrapping both legs firmly around his hips, she gazed at the man with eyes on the verge of tears, and let the climax welling up from deep in her belly burst free.

"… I'm so, rry…💕 cumming, no more, I'm cumming, cumming, cumming cumming cumming cummiiing～～～～💕💕"

Bikun—biku, biku, biku.

Her small body bucked as violently as if it would break, arching backward all over as she shuddered with the joy of climax. The pleasure she'd stored and stored up raced through her entire body, surging up through her hole with a release like wetting herself.

A pussy orgasm of the utmost wickedness, made to be savored after being drawn out at length and forced to endure. A womb-climax was ground into her at the very same time, and Almaeira convulsed her lower belly in tiny quivers, puru, puru. Her deepest chamber shook so hard it could be felt through her belly, and the sweet numbness spread from the pit of her stomach to her whole body in the blink of an eye.

Murmuring "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" like a delirious refrain, Almaeira drowned in a long, long climax. Turning even her false sense of guilt into an immoral delight, she greedily devoured the pleasure to her heart's content. Her expression was shameless, slackened lewdly.

"I told you, you could cum anytime… Watching Alma's cute cumming face, I'm gonna… kuh…!"

When Yoal whispered in her ear, the inside of Almaeira's vagina writhed and undulated violently, trembling with joy. Love juice spurted out in sprays, pyu, pyu, and her grip clamped down tighter and tighter.

Kneaded by that bewitching welcome and grip, Yoal shot up to the peak all at once. He bore his full weight down and crushed her cervix in the very midst of its climax—twisting his hips and kneading it around, gurin, gurin.

"Ah, uh…💕 Yo-al, that, that's no goood…💕 I'm cumming, again, cumming, cumming, I'm gonna cum—I'm cummiiing…💕💕"

"I'm… gonna shoot it too, Alma…!! Gu—uh…!!"

Pressing his urethral slit flush against her cervix, he spat out his seed as he ground and kneaded, guri, guri.

In no way inferior to before—if anything, all the thicker and more copious for the time he'd taken, a second wave was unleashed with a battering force, dopyu, dopyu.

"Hihg💕 … ahaaaah…💕💕 ahh💕 ahh💕 ahaahn…💕 ah, ahh…💕 Yo… al, uh…💕"

"Ugh… kuoh, oh… Alma…!!"

Byugun, byuru, dobupu—byuguru, dopyu, byupu, bubyu!!

Coaxed out by the sweet undulations of her fresh, moist vaginal flesh, thick seed gushed out each time his shaft pulsed.

Her pussy flesh, trembling in climax, was not satisfied even with that, coiling around his rod as if begging for still more mating. The torrent of sperm was ceaseless, showing no sign of subsiding after ten or twenty pulses. His ejaculation went on for dozens of seconds on end, and each time Almaeira received it, her honeypot clenched down pleasantly, kyun, kyun.

"… Ah, ah, fuh… u, nn…💕"

"… Ku, hah…"

Steeped in the sweet, sweet afterglow of climax, the two remained joined together as if all their strength had run out.

Their intimate reproductive membranes coiled together on their own, nuchu, nuchu. Though they'd only just climaxed, they exchanged their lewd fluids, her vaginal pleats licking and sucking at his shaft. Her cervix kissed his urethral slit, chuu, chuu, slurping up every last drop of the fluid that remained.

Haah, haah—both of them let out sweet breaths. Close enough that even their sighs overlapped. Neither leading the other, they offered their lips and at once exchanged a kiss as if devouring each other. They lapped tongues wetly, entwining them while their flushed skin had yet to cool. Their lips pressed together, muchu, muchu, sucking before slowly parting.

As a thread of saliva stretched between them, Yoal took his time savoring the shameless expression on Almaeira's face, melted by the afterglow of climax.

"… If you learn to cum like this on your very first time, you might really turn into a pervert."

"… It's… it's your… fault, Yoal…"

When he spoke with a teasing laugh, Almaeira sulkily turned her face away—utterly failing to hide the sweetness in her voice.

Wet blue eyes, cheeks flushed red, sweet ragged breathing. Still steeped in the afterglow of lust, she stared reproachfully at Yoal.

"… A-are you planning… to only ever be this mean to me…?"

"If that's what you wish. I do have to take responsibility, after all."

He kissed her lips with a chu and gently stroked her sweat-damp hair.

That alone made Almaeira's honeypot clench especially tight with a kyun, love juice seeping thickly from her depths with a topuri.

"… Y-you're mean…"

"Yeah."

"… I l-like it when you're mean… being bullied, I like this…💕"

"Guess you were plenty of a pervert already, huh…?"

"I-I was being honest with you…! Ngh, fuh… ahaahn…💕"

Letting Almaeira's protest wash over him, Yoal pulled his shaft out, zupu, zupu. Her soft vaginal flesh clung after him as if reluctant to part, but Yoal withdrew, rubbing his way free as if peeling himself away from it.

The instant it came out, his shaft turned upward and arched back violently. He thrust that thing—which hardly seemed like it could ever have fit inside Almaeira—right up to her lips.

"Then how about you clean this up for me."

"… Ngh… ah, it, it smells…💕"

The enormously thick penis was drenched in lewd fluids, still standing stout and erect even after ejaculating twice.

Almaeira twitched her white nose, sniffing sun, sun, her eyes growing damp and hazy. Gazing raptly at the manhood before her, she gently brought her plump lips closer.

Yoal laid his palm softly against Almaeira's head—not letting her look away from his erection.

"… Such a…💕 smelly, big, thick, obscenely shaped… cock…💕"

"This is the cock that made Alma feel good and cum, after all. It's all covered in Alma's lewd juices, so consider it punishment."

"… Ah, ahh…💕 ah, nn…💕"

Almaeira's hot breath brushed against his sensitive glans. His shaft jerked with a bikun, a bubble of precum welling up at the tip.

She kissed the ridge of his glans with a chu, timidly bringing her tongue closer as if to lap up her own pussy juices, and looked up at Yoal with upturned eyes.

"… Something like this… is a reward…💕"

"Too late to save you now."

"Whyyy…!?"