Chapter 2.2

Ignoring Cherilian’s limp hand, Tina bravely freed her husband’s manhood from his trousers.

“…Oh my…”

She couldn’t deny being startled by the impressive size that popped out.

Seeing a man’s p*nis in broad daylight…

‘Sorry, Cherry, but honestly, it looks a bit intimidating…’

With her face blazing, Tina looked back and forth between Cherilian’s handsome face and his lower half.

His face and body were pale, but only there was flushed dark red. The thick veins running along the pillar looked rugged and firm.

If she measured its length leaning toward his body, it might reach his navel.

‘No matter how I look at it, I can’t imagine it fitting inside me…’

After a deep breath, Tina courageously grasped his p*nis. She figured she should get familiar with it by touching it—a very sociable idea.

It felt… like a firm core wrapped in a thin layer of skin?

“Haa…!”

Just gripping it lightly made Cherilian’s face contort as if in pain, though it didn’t seem to actually hurt.

When she moved her hand up and down, the skin shifted. The sensitive sensation made his p*nis twitch in her palm.

“Tina…”

Ignoring Cherilian’s pleading, Tina slowly traced her thumb over the urethral opening.

Clear fluid was already seeping out. She’d learned that while a woman’s body should be well-lubricated to accept a man, the male organ also needed to produce its own lubricant.

When she touched the wet tip, Cherilian groaned.

“Ah… hng.”

He grimaced. Tina enjoyed the thrill of seeing his handsome face react.

There wasn’t direct pleasure, but the visual effect alone was enough to excite her.

Tina realized her own underwear was getting wet. She remembered they’d need to go up a floor from the office to the bedroom.

“Should we… go up?”

“You just got me hard and took it out. Want to go to the bedroom like this?”

“Can’t you just put it away and get it back up later?”

“…….”

At Tina’s innocent suggestion (as if it would be easy), Cherilian was silent for a moment.

“I can’t wait even a moment.”

Cherilian tossed his glasses onto the desk and lifted Tina up. In one corner of the office was a backless bench that doubled as a daybed.

Cherilian set Tina down there and looked at her with a fierce gaze.

His impatient hands managed to remove Tina’s dress. She was left in only her underwear, and she coolly commanded,

“Take it off. But use your mouth, Cherry, not your hands.”

His gray eyes, clouded with desire, blankly stared at Tina.

He nodded, grabbing her plump thighs. Soon, his lips touched her pelvis.

Every time his breath and hair brushed against her groin, it tickled. He tried to pull down the edge of her underwear with his teeth, but it didn’t work well.

Whenever Cherilian furrowed his brow and exhaled softly, Tina giggled between the ticklishness and pleasure.

Thinking he might fail this way, he moved his lips from her pelvis to her lower belly.

Then he lowered his head a bit more.

When his beautiful, perfect nose brushed somewhere, Cherilian suddenly shuddered. Then, without permission, he stuck his tongue out. The thick, wet muscle teased her over the underwear.

“Uh, ah, Che, Cherry!”

Startled, Tina called his name, but Cherilian didn’t miss his chance for a little revenge.

He pushed her underwear aside and held her groin so she couldn’t escape, then began to lick persistently with his hot, wet tongue at the parted folds and the half-hidden cl*toris.

“Hng, hoo, ha.”

For Tina, who still didn’t know exactly where her sensitive spots were, it was overwhelming from the start. Tears welled up at the corners of her eyes from the physical stimulation.

“Tina, it’s so red here…”

Slurp, lick. Cherilian licked and sucked her like a juicy fruit. He’d never done this before either, but Tina’s sweet moans moved him.

“Ah, ah! Hng, ha! Ah.”

When he rubbed and sucked the little nub above her opening with his tongue, her moans grew sharper and higher.

“This… this is a bit…”

Just like her soaked lower half, Tina’s eyes and voice grew moist.

“Why? You gave such strong orders just a moment ago.”

While Tina was embarrassed, Cherilian quickly removed her underwear. Tina blushed at the sight of her underwear, soaked on both sides.

Cherilian touched himself again. Still standing firm, it was dripping transparent fluid, searching for where to go.

Tina murmured,

“Ah, I should keep going…”

Even without the subject, he understood what she meant.

“Tina. You don’t have to do that.”

Cherilian replied firmly, grasping his shaft and gently rubbing it against her wet entrance. Tina’s body trembled.

Cherilian placed his thumb on her swollen cl*toris, tracing circles and making Tina let out soft, pleasurable moans. His touch grew bolder.

“Tina, does it feel good?”

“Y-yeah, I think so.”

Holding himself, Cherilian rubbed his tip strongly against her opening, coating it with her fluids. The wet head pressed between her l*bia and started to enter.

“Ah, ah.”

A little scared, Tina grabbed her husband’s shoulder. Her heart pounded.

The thickest part of him pressed insistently at her entrance. The tight opening barely swallowed the tip, and he gasped. Tina did too.

“Cherry.”

She whimpered at the strange sensation and pain. He hadn’t even fully entered, but the pressure was intense. His thick shaft began pushing past her wrinkled inner walls.

“Ugh…”

Cherilian bit his lower lip, trying to be patient. Tina’s insides were wet and soft, but so narrow, having never been stretched before.

“Ah, ah, it hurts.”

Cherilian leaned down and licked Tina’s lips. When she opened her mouth, he eagerly slipped his tongue inside. His tongue was as hot as his body, heated by excitement.

He gently stroked Tina’s waist to help her relax. Tina wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed her eyes shut.

He kissed her as he slowly and deeply entered. Her opening stretched to its limit, swallowing the intruder.

He stopped moving to let Tina get used to the feeling. When her breathing eased, Cherilian thrust his hips.

“Hng, hng, ah.”

As her inner walls softened and grew wetter, he moved back and forth a few times until he was buried to the base.

“Aah!”

As his hard shaft moved in and out, feverish sounds escaped Tina’s lips.

Tina clung to Cherilian’s head, moaning. Unintentionally, her moans brushed his ear, making Cherilian even more excited.

“Aah, ah, ha…”

He started thrusting with a force he’d never used before. His scrotum slapped against her perineum.

“Mmph, oo, ugh!”

“Hoo, ha, ah, Tina…”

Sticky, wet sounds came from their joining. Tina let out cries that sounded almost like screams. The strange, tingling sensations built up below before exploding.

“Hng, ugh! Ugh, ah!”

Suddenly, her walls convulsed strongly. Instinctively, Tina wrapped her legs tightly around her husband’s waist. Only after she took him to the base did he reach his deepest point and climax. The veins in his shaft throbbed powerfully.

“Aah…”

Tina took a deep breath. Her thighs trembled. She felt the thick fluid pouring inside and a wave of exhaustion washed over her.