Chapter 39: Camelia(4)** (1/2)
After releasing his seed, and calming himself, Sol decided to finally go to the final stages. He could spank her all he wanted later.
Feeling the emotions from Sol, Camelia couldn't help but shiver a little in excitement.
She also put the mention of those spankings for later.
”Let's go.”
Saying so, he rose from the sofa and took Camelia's body in a princess carry. As he did so, he also stopped manipulating his mana, and the mana collar around her neck vanished.
Sol didn't mind SM play. He also quite enjoyed them, to be honest. But, he didn't want their first time together to be a play. He wished for it to be a sweet moment between the two of them.
Camelia understood his wish and shared his sentiments. After all, she was still a maiden at heart. She also had many expectations for her first time with the man she loved.
Once they reached the bed, Sol carefully put her on it before slowly taking off his clothes.
This time it was the turn of Camelia to gulp as she watched his body. While it was true that she didn't particularly care about physical appearance, she also had to admit that seeing a handsome boy with a body full of carefully chiseled muscles was a wet dream for any woman.
Once he finally took off his underwear, Sol's nude body stood in all his glory, while his raging large cock stood to attention, as if affirming that simply releasing once couldn't calm it.
Crouching down a little, he began to nibble on her neck as he took a more comfortable position on the bed.
Camelia released hot sighs as she felt her temperature rise differently from the usual one. It was a slower and more calming build-up.
Sol traced his lips from her neck down to the vicinity of her breasts.
”Ah!”
A jolting pleasure from her breasts forced Camelia to let out a short moan. He took a mouthful and sucked on it. As if milk was coming out of her breasts, he licked her nipples meticulously.
”Nn!”
He could not resist, so he began sucking at that delicious-looking flesh. Camelia got breathless as he licked around the areola before sucking on it once more.
”Mm!”
She put up no resistance and let him do it.
He squeezed and massaged them while sucking at the large nipples.
They were bigger and softer than Setsuna's, making them highly gropable. They pushed back at his hand like they were packed full of something.
He continued licking and sucking at the nipples as they grew erect.
”Your body feels really good to hold. And it's kind of tasty.”
”Mhh.”
Her breasts were soft and tender while being incredibly large. It felt like he was holding pudding in his hands. Meanwhile, she was quietly laying down in bed while grasping onto the sheets, but her body would tremble while her hips jolted up from time to time. Gradually, he felt his lower half starting to grow even hotter.
He let go of her breast, which was now wet with his saliva, and moved to caress the other one. He licked, sometimes lightly bit, swallowed, and from time to time sucked with great force. Whenever his tongue moved, a tingling sensation would travel up her spine, and she couldn't help but moan in pleasure.
After that, he progressively went downwards. He kissed from her nipple to her navel and from her navel to her calves.
He took her breast in his hand and brought his other hand to her abdomen. He slowly let his hand brush down her abdomen and naturally slid it down to her inner thigh, pressing his fingers toward her inner thigh.
At that moment, her gaze locked with his. Camelia was surprised to see that his usual gentle blue eyes had changed into menacing golden ones.
”Ah!”
His long and firm finger slowly entered her. She yelped, not from pain but surprise. When his finger slid out, she sighed in relief. But the next moment, he inserted his finger deeper into her.
As he already knew she was sopping wet. So much that it was impossible to make her any wetter than this.
He hesitated briefly before steeling his resolve. Asking if it was okay with her at this level would be too lame. He had to take care and he wished to make it into a beautiful memory she would never forget.
Pulling down the vestige of her panties, Camelia flushed, even more, when Sol separated her thighs so boldly. She tried to close her thighs in embarrassment, but he spread them even more instead.
”You're plenty wet, so I should be able to put it in now.”
”Okay.”
”Put your legs like this.”
He said in a low voice. Her long slender legs clumsily wrapped around his hips, bumping here and there through the process.
She nodded and he placed his erect cock against her vulva.
He placed her tired arms around his shoulders.
”Hold onto me. Don't be nervous and relax your body.”
Camelia hesitantly wrapped her arms around his shoulders, being careful as if she was touching something she shouldn't be. His muscles felt firm but flexible. He chuckled and smiled to compliment a job well done, making her heart start thumping loudly.
The contact between their sensitive flesh felt good. It felt like they were melting together. He pushed his dick in as if it were being sucked in.
”Nn!”
Her vagina was spread wide as it took the penis head inside.
”Probably, it will hurt a little bit.”
He fiercely raised his upper body and centered himself against her, gradually adding his weight onto her. An aching pain shot from between Camelia's legs, and she furrowed her brows.
'If it's this much pain, it will be bearable.'
”Relax. I haven't even started.”
Even half of half of his thing had not entered her yet. He had only slightly pushed the crown in, but her body was too tight and it didn't seem it would be able to stretch out further. The pleasure felt more like pain and it was very hard stopping himself from just thoughtlessly pushing himself into her.
He lowered himself onto her and locked lips. He sucked on her small soft lips, taunting her with his tongue. He squeezed and massaged her breasts with his hand. Once he soothed her a little, her tense muscles relaxed. When he could feel some room to move again, he pushed himself forward a bit more. A sharp pain shot through her body and Camelia gripped onto his shoulders with greater strength, to the point her fingertips paled.