SIDE STORY 1.5 (Part 2)

After several rounds of scraping, the inside was somewhat clean. Dian continued to stimulate Rienn’s n*pples and core, performing a back-and-forth motion with his inserted finger. He withdrew his finger and then inserted it again, stroking the v*ginal walls.

“Hmm, good…….”

Rienn pulled her knees toward her chest, lifting both legs. Her petite body was flexible, and she couldn’t hide her pl*asure. He inserted his middle finger and swirled it around, feeling the v*ginal wall with every surface. Releasing the cramped, clinging v*gina, he flexed his fingers and pressed against her weak spot.

“Aaahhh! There…….”

“Do you want me to do it here?”

“Yes, yes.”

A place with a bumpy texture.

As the fingers pressed on the same spot repeatedly, Rienn moaned softly. His left hand, touching her br*asts, wrapped around her left arm. The v*gina where he inserted his middle finger was damp with her juices. It was slick and lubricated, and Dian slid his index finger between them.

With two fingers inserted, he moved dynamically. He rubbed the vaginal walls back and forth, focusing on Rienn’s pleasure points. The pair of inserted fingers rubbed hot and wet along the interlocking vaginal walls.

“Ha.”

He lifted his torso from her core, detaching his lips from her cl*t. One hand remained connected inside her, while he knelt down and caressed Rienn. Her face, previously lost in sleep, now blushed with pleasure. Their eyes met, and Rienn looked a little embarrassed, then rubbed her eyes with both hands.

“Don’t rub your eyes.”

Since it’s not good for her eyes, he gently held her arms to prevent it. Rienn obediently opened her arms and stretched them out to him.

“Let’s do it, Dian.”

He smiled and nodded at the words he’d been waiting for.

“Okay.”

He withdrew the two fingers that had inside her. Rienn let out a small moan, instinctively relaxing her body, ready to accept him.

It had been a long time since his core felt tense and his lower abdomen pulled. Dian positioned himself at a suitable distance and gently held Rienn’s thighs. Though her legs were already spread and lifted, he spread them a little further apart and guided his c*ck to her entrance. With transparent and slippery fl*ids coating the surface, he inserted himself from the front of her core, widening her folds.

“Mm, hm…”

“Sorry, are you okay?”

With each insertion, he whispered as if apologizing for causing Rienn discomfort.

They’d had s*x countless times since the three months before they’d gotten married, and countless times during their two years of married life, and it was still like this. It was definitely better than the first time, but…….

“…….”

Finally pushing in, Dian slowly thrust inside. The sensation of piercing through a very warm body made his mind go blank. The lining of her open v*gina, insanely warm and alive, clung to his flesh. Slowly but steadily, he penetrated deeper, gliding smoothly without obstruction.

“Mm…”

He moaned as he heard Rienn moan. Her inner warmth, heightened by a short nap, seemed even hotter as if it could melt his vigor and mind entirely. His throbbing core was tightly squeezed by her vaginal walls, pulsating with vitality, clinging and pulling him deeper inside.

Feeling an irresistible force, Dian pushed further in. Leaning his upper body towards Rienn, who was bobbing his head from side to side, he whispered her name.

“Rienn.”

With his c*ck buried deep, he leaned down to trap Rienn, finding her hand and grasping it. Their soft hands intertwined as they briefly locked eyes at a close distance. Her golden hair resembling sunlight was tousled, her cheeks flushed, and her irises contrasted with a deep blue.

Rienn gazed up at him wordlessly and then parted her pale red lips.

“Yes.”

Dian immediately kissed her, pressing his lips against hers, and then licking with his tongue. Slowly thrusting his pelvis as their tongues entwined. His p*nis and v*gina rubbed against each other, dripping with sticky juices.

He grimaced slightly at the stimulation and pleasure that traveled through his gl*ns and sh*ft. When he had withdrawn enough, he thrust forward, spreading and filling her v*gina, reaching a perfect fit.

“Hmmmm…….”

Rienn’s moans escaped through their locked lips and he felt himself groaning at the sensation of penetration. The vaginal walls tightening around his c*ck were not only warm but also infinitely soft. Instead of blaming the stretched muscles, they gently embraced him.

Every day, he wanted to be inside her, 24/7.

The sensation of penetration was profoundly ecstatic and addictive. Dian reciprocated with deep, intense kisses, carefully avoiding putting too much weight on her as he pressed his body against hers. Every part of their bodies touching resonated with a tender softness that stirred his heart. He couldn’t help but wonder how she wielded such skill and finesse with her body, a curiosity that remained unsolved. Sometimes, when holding her, he couldn’t help but feel like Rienn, who seemed strong, was incredibly fragile in moments like this.

Careful not to hurt her, Dian embraced her gently, moving his hips diagonally while keeping her close in his arms. It was a sensitive column of flesh, sliding in and out of the gap in the middle of her spread thighs.

In and out it slid, rubbing raw against flesh and flesh with no membrane in between. A squeaky, erotic sound rang in his ears, and Rienn’s juices splashed at the junction.

“Argh!”

She turned her head away, avoiding his lips, and buried her cheek in the pillow, breathing heavily and moaning. Dian listened to her gasps and moans like music, adjusting his movements accordingly. He engaged deeply, then spread her vaginal opening relatively shallowly, stroking back and forth against the inner wall. As far as Rienn would allow, he buried his gl*ns deeply.

“Mm…”

Her delicate face contorted in pleasure.

“Sorry for waking you up.”

He apologized again, uncertain if his own loneliness had prompted him to disturb her precious sleep. But with her awake, his loneliness vanished without a trace.

“Ahhh, it’s okay.”

Rienn loosened her grip on his hand and hugged him around the neck. Her legs wrapped around his waist to hang on. Dian, feeling satisfied, rested his arms on the sheets and held her shoulders as if supporting her.

“I love you.”

He wanted to say it as often as possible. Even if he said it thousands or millions of times, it wouldn’t be enough.

“I love you too, Dian.”

Whispering his love in her ear, he gradually picked up his pace. He made long, regular, back-and-forth motions. He explored the narrow path that he could reach, and with each deep thrust, he was amazed by the tightness. The repetitive stimulation on the tip and shaft heightened the sensation, causing him to ej*culate.

“Aaah, there, Dian, aaah……!”

He quickly teased the spot on Riann that he knew she liked with his gl*ns. The friction was mutual, as her sensitive spots, including his gl*ns, were continuously stimulated. The surroundings heated up, and Riann’s gentle breaths were felt. Sweat trickled between their closely pressed skins, mixing with ar*usal fl*ids below.

Rienn had a lot of arousal fluid, and he was glad for it. In the past, during the healing ritual, she had a lot of milk too, but fortunately, not a drop came out after taking a different magical potion. He hoped the arousal fluid would continue to be abundant.

With vigorous thrusts, he reached deep into her innermost depths. She clung to him, looking like she might cry. Their bodies pressed tightly together, rubbing deeply back and forth, with most parts touching.

With each successive friction, Riann seemed to adapt to the pleasure, and Dian indulged in his insatiable desire. He stimulated the walls, feeling the resistance, and teased the tip.

He intensified his movements. The surfaces between them, along with the l*quid that thinly spread, grew warmer. The friction generated heat and pleasure, and he had Rienn with a vague but clear mind.

“……!”

As Riann tensed her body, she stretched out her legs. Dian, who had been leaning his head against her ear, raised his upper body slightly and examined her face. She closed her eyes tightly, her expression contorted in pleasure.

Did she feel it?

As he continued his thrusts, inwardly contemplating, her inner muscles contracted strongly.

“……Ha.”

He drew a sharp breath. Already feeling as though he might snap, the irregular contractions started one after another. Rienn’s pleasure peaked because of him, and the intense tightening brought excessive pleasure. It felt good yet awkwardly constraining. He could push through with force, but it wasn’t easy.

“Hmmmm…….”

“Mmm.”

He urged Rienn, who was moaning in pleasure. With his arms around her shoulders, he continued thrusting rapidly. Wanting to synchronize their cl*max and quickly bring her to climax, he kept increasing the pace. Their bodies intermittently trembled, and her insides seemed to suck him in temptingly.

Inching closer and closer to climax, Dian felt the timing and deeply penetrated. The muscles of her perineum contracted, shooting out liquid with strong pressure.

“…….”

His mind went blank. Rienn’s insides were contracting, squeezing his c*ck, making him eject a large amount of c*m. The sensation of spilling his fluid inside her was indescribable, overwhelming, and numbing, every time, every moment. He filled her hot insides with hot liquid as he cl*maxed, hoping to occupy a deeper place.

After several spurts, he lightly kissed Rean’s cheeks and forehead. Seeing her smiling but somewhat tired expression, he suppressed his regret and withdrew his c*ck.

“Mm…”

Moaning, Rienn rolled onto her back. Dian lay beside her and looked at her closed eyes.

“Come on, Dian…….”

“Yeah.”

They wrapped their legs around each other. He reached out for the blanket and covered both her and himself. Despite having cleaned up thoroughly, various fluids were once again smeared between her legs. The same was true for him. Still, he didn’t mind sleeping like this. They curled up together, covered in each other’s spills.

“Good night, Rienn.”

He whispered softly, almost inaudibly. Rienn nodded her head, already drifting off to sleep. Watching her sleeping peacefully, this time he also sought rest.