“W-why are you eating that!”

“I’m curious.”

Michael said this as he licked his wet fingers again.

Catherine’s eyes widened. She was too shocked to speak. Michael smiled with his eyes as he watched her opening and closing her mouth.

“It’s quite edible? Kind of sweet.”

Liar!

She was so shocked that her tears dried up instantly. Michael glanced at her dumbfounded expression and released her hands that he had been holding. Then he lifted her chin and kissed her.

“…Ha, mmph!”

The very tongue that had just licked up her juices now explored inside her mouth. That sinful tongue moved like a snake, sucking in all of Catherine’s panting breaths.

Catherine’s weak resistance, disgusted at the thought of tasting her own juices, soon turned into moans.

Fortunately, she couldn’t taste anything. If she were to say something crazy, it might have actually tasted a bit sweet. Though that was probably just Michael’s saliva.

“See, it’s not dirty.”

He said after breaking the kiss. Catherine stared at him, dumbfounded.

Michael’s hand went back under her skirt.

“I never thought it was dirty in the first place, Catherine. It came from you, after all.”

“Hnn!”

“…It came from here.”

At that moment, Michael’s finger parted Catherine’s wet p*ssy and entered.

It was just one knuckle of his finger, but Catherine held her breath and tensed her entire body.

Squish—

Her tightly contracted opening gripped Michael’s finger and made lewd sounds. The inside was just as slippery and wet as the outside.

“Ha, uh……”

When Catherine could only moan without answering, Michael pushed his finger in deeper and whispered.

“It seems like fluid is flowing from inside……”

“Haak!”

“Does it hurt?”

“…I don’t know, I don’t know.”

Her insides throbbed with a different kind of heat than before. As Michael said, it might hurt or it might not. She couldn’t think straight.

“Really? Then… how about now? Does it hurt?”

One finger went all the way in. Catherine gasped and quickly grabbed Michael’s shoulder.

Her hand trembled as she gripped his shoulder, trying to endure the foreign sensation of his finger pushing into her wet flesh.

“Whew… It’s really hot in here.”

Michael’s voice had become deeply heated.

“Ah, ahh… Don’t move.”

“Does it hurt when I move?”

“I don’t know. It kind of… hnn, hurts… and kind of… doesn’t.”

“Then, I’ll try adding another one.”

He’s going to add another one here?

She was already feeling sore from Michael’s finger pushing in tightly, and now he wanted to add another one…

“Ah, no, uh, uhhh…!”

Catherine tried to struggle but stopped when her movement caused the finger inside her to push in deeper.

“Don’t struggle, Catherine… If you do that, I might not be able to hold back.”

“Wh-what can’t you hold back?”

Michael grabbed Catherine’s frightened hand and guided it to his c*ck, which looked ready to burst.

That hot, hard thing seemed like it might tear through his pants at any moment. Michael smiled slightly as he looked at the frozen Catherine. Looking closely, beads of sweat had formed around his temples.

“This is my first time too, so I feel like I’m going crazy right now…? So, Catherine, don’t stimulate me more. I really might make you cry a lot.”

Gulp.

Michael’s quietly gleaming eyes were too wet and dark.

As he said, she felt threatened that if she stimulated him, he might do something to her.

She was a little scared, but also strangely excited.

Deep in her belly, somewhere in her womb, she felt an electrifying sensation.

Catherine unconsciously tightened her wet entrance. She clenched tightly around Michael’s finger deep inside her wet flesh.

“You……”

Michael let out a suppressed groan and clenched his teeth. At the same time, his lips attacked hers as if launching an ass*ult. It was a rough kiss that felt like it might tear her lips. Her tongue tingled from being sucked, and her neck complained of pain again from his clumsy biting.

“Ah, uh…!”

Rip! The thin dress finally tore. What had only exposed her br*asts now slipped off, suddenly revealing her completely white body.

Michael’s narrowed eyes scanned Catherine’s pure white body, which now wore only panties.

Just that was enough to make his lower region tingle and his breathing quicken. As Catherine breathed roughly, her br*asts rose and fell, and Michael immediately took one in his mouth.

“Uh! Ha! Ahnn…!”

Slurp, slurp, the sound of him greedily sucking her br*asts, along with his clumsy hand parting her p*ssy.

Catherine felt like her head might explode from the unfamiliar excitement rushing through her.

The hand exploring her split p*ssy also removed the thin, annoying underwear. The torn underwear hung precariously between her thighs and knees. Michael quickly took off his shirt like a beast that couldn’t contain its hunger.

The man’s body she saw for the first time under the dim light was beautiful.

His delicate muscles moved like polished marble sculptures. His blue eyes looking down at her were beautiful like jewels and lustful.

Though she had seen Michael for almost her entire life, she had never seen this face before. Had he ever exuded such a dangerous aura?

Just as Catherine couldn’t take her eyes off Michael, Michael couldn’t take his eyes off Catherine’s white body.

His gaze was hot as it swept over her. While their gazes remained locked, Michael unbuckled his pants.

Gulp.

Catherine unconsciously swallowed. Michael glanced at her eyes and deliberately took off his pants.

‘Oh my God…’

Catherine’s eyes widened at the tip protruding from his underwear. She had to forcefully suppress a hiccup that almost escaped.

‘Wh-what is that thing poking its head up there?’

As she looked back and forth between that unidentified club and Michael’s face in surprise, Michael stroked his hardness that stood firmly under his underwear. His tone seemed slightly embarrassed.

“…This is also my first time showing it to someone else.”

“Is that, possibly… that thing?”

Michael nodded with a slight smile as he looked at her, who couldn’t even dare to speak.

“Yes, it’s going inside you.”

“Hik…!”

That thing is going in?

She couldn’t believe it.

The length stretching up over his underwear was already longer than her palm with room to spare. The thickness visible at the tip alone seemed as big as her fist…

Catherine suddenly felt fear washing over her. From her amateur knowledge, she had heard that bigger was better, but something so brutally large couldn’t possibly be good.

“Ah, I don’t think it will fit?”

“Really? I think it will be enough?”

“…Why, do you, th-think, so?”

“There’s no reason, it wouldn’t fit?”

Michael suddenly raised one eyebrow and said.

“You’re not trying to back out now, are you?”

She couldn’t say no, but she couldn’t say yes either.

Catherine, who had been nervously swallowing, gathered her courage. The spark had already been thrown, and they had come too far to turn back.

And if they stopped here, there would definitely come a moment when she would regret it. She knew herself very well.

“No, I want to do it.”

After saying this firmly, she lay back down, having partially raised her upper body on her elbows. Then she spread her arms toward Michael and said in a trembling voice.

“Don’t try to make me cry, you have to be gentle.”

Michael, who had been quietly looking at her, let out a languid sigh. He ran his hand through his hair and murmured as he overlapped his body with Catherine’s.

“I’ll try, but it might not be up to me. …This is my first time too.”

Catherine smiled slightly at his last words as their lips met.

Both being first-timers made it a little less tense.

Thinking that she had made the right choice wanting her first time to be with him, Catherine willingly surrendered her body to Michael’s touch.

And, her naive thinking…

“Hic hic… Waaah! It hurts. It huuurts. It huuuurts!”

…completely fell apart in tears exactly one hour later.

⁕⁕⁕

Sniff.

Catherine glared at Michael as she wiped her reddened eyes. Above the blanket pulled up to her neck, her wet green eyes peeking out were full of resentment toward Michael.

“I… I asked you to stop, just for a moment, just a moment……”

Michael, who had been staring at Catherine’s resentful, tear-filled eyes, apologized slowly.

“Sorry.”

That single word mixed with a sigh wasn’t enough to dissolve her resentment. Catherine made a prim expression she had never made before, with her eyes full of moisture.

At that sight, Michael smiled slightly, then reached out to smooth Catherine’s disheveled hair and apologized again.

“I’m sorry for hurting you.”

His second apology seemed somewhat sincere. So he’s sorry for hurting me, is he?

Catherine puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, but Michael didn’t say anything more and just held her tightly. She struggled with anger, grinding her teeth, but his firmly embracing arms didn’t budge.

She hadn’t seen it before, but Michael was no ordinary b*stard.

Just before his c*ck, no, his weapon, pushed into Catherine, Catherine grabbed his shoulder and earnestly begged. Since they were both inexperienced, she asked him to be gentle, to take it slow.

Since Michael was the type to make more fuss than her whenever she felt even a little pain, she naturally thought her plea and request would be granted.

But, Michael betrayed her with shocking nonchalance.

When that huge, dark red thing, unlike his beautiful appearance and with bulging veins, forcefully pushed through her closed flesh and completely filled her, she could barely breathe.

Her mouth fell open involuntarily, and from her gaping mouth came only intermittent sounds of desperate inhalation. It was such a shock that the back of her head felt numb, and she could only pant, unable to cry properly from the pain.

The c*ck that tightly filled her womb felt like it had pushed all the way up to her lungs. That tightness, that enormity that made her pelvis ring…