The sight was so lewd that Ruhir stared for a moment, his mind blank. If anyone other than himself had seen her like this, he thought he might have been furious.

He bit the inside of his cheek to collect himself, then took out the contraceptive with trembling hands. He fitted it onto his c*ck, already dripping with pre-c*m, and pressed it against her entrance, which was steadily leaking arousal fl*id.

“Mm, mmng.”

No rushing, slow and steady. It was her first time, so he wouldn’t just shove himself in. He steadied his breathing and pushed the tip inside her entrance.

……D*mn it, the sensation of her inner walls wrapping around the tip made him want to thr*st all the way in at once.

He reached down and gripped both her hips tightly. The moment his c*ck filled her to the hilt inside those hot, clenching walls, neither of them could even let out a m*an.

“Hhh……”

The sensation of her inner walls stretched wide around him muddled his thoughts. Only shallow breaths came out, and the large bedroom was thick with the scent of s*x.

Even without his c*ck moving at all, Jeanne felt a small peak wash over her. It felt almost like a dream that a c*ck that large had filled her inner walls. How had something so big made it all the way inside?

Her entrance, stuffed full of him, released arousal fl*id on its own. She had been licked and sucked and worked with his fingers until she was burning, and now she found herself wanting him to thr*st into her already.

“Ah, hh.”

Even lying still, the sensation was dizzying enough to make her head swim. Soon the hands gripping her hips tightened further, and slow thr*sts began. The sound of her slick inner walls was obscenely wet, and it reached her ears like something that could drive a person mad.

Suppressed m*ans tangled together, and slow, deliberate thr*sts continued as he savored every inch of her inner walls.

Ruhir had always thought people who became addicted to s*x were foolish. But the moment he experienced it for the first time, he felt he understood why.

“Ngh, hh, haaah.”

With every thr*st, a wet, slick sound rang out. Her entrance, loosened by his mouth and hands, welcomed his c*ck eagerly, her inner walls clenching around him without mercy. Jeanne had been clutching and twisting the bedding in her fists, but she lifted her hands and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Hhng!”

Her n*pples, stiff with arousal, rubbed against his chest. He had yet to properly attend to her br*asts, and the sudden sensation nearly made Ruhir lose his grip on her hips. He steadied his breathing in the effort not to let a curse slip out.

The two of them held each other like that for a moment, and then Ruhir picked up the pace of his thr*sts.

“It’s, strange, ah, mmng!”

Jeanne felt good, but it was all so unfamiliar. What would she do when they parted, now that she knew what this felt like? She had never been particularly interested in anything s*xual, but if she had an experience like this, would she turn into some kind of pervert?

What if, after they broke up, she became a shameless creature who couldn’t forget this feeling? The hands gripping her hips lifted her body up and brought it back down, driving his c*ck into her. With every thr*st, a wet, lewd sound came from her entrance and white foam gathered there.

The sensation was the kind that could make a person lose their mind, and she had to work to keep hold of her reason. Ruhir moved the hands that had been gripping her hips and pulled Jeanne into his arms. Every time their chests pressed and rubbed together, her vision flashed white.

Just as touching herself had never given her much feeling, it had been the same with her br*asts. But had her entire body become a place that could feel? Her toes curled on their own as Jeanne reached cl*max.

“Hhng, mm……”

She wanted to flee from the electric sensation that coursed through her even when she held still. Jeanne bit down hard on his neck and shoulder, leaving the marks of her teeth behind.

She thought the cl*max had barely faded when Ruhir pulled her hands away from where they had been wrapped around his neck. He turned her face-down, and only her lower half was lifted up.

Her face rested against a pillow so it wasn’t uncomfortable, but in this position his c*ck drove deeper inside her. Unable to let out a proper m*an, she was met with hard, relentless thr*sts.

“-Ah! Hh, ugh, wait, a, moment, ah, mmng! It’s, good!”

He had been holding back before, and now he drove into her without mercy, her face grinding repeatedly into the pillow. It was strange, she felt like she might die, like her insides might burst, yet there was no pain. Only pleasure that felt like it would melt her entire body, swirling through every part of her.

“Hk, hh, mmng! There, that place!”

She had been taking thr*st after thr*st when something deep inside her was pressed hard, and stars burst across her vision. Arousal fl*id poured out of her in an instant, and Ruhir drove his c*ck against that spot again and again. Every time he hit it, she couldn’t even manage a proper m*an. Ngh, ah, hh, she felt like she might be sick, yet she was smiling because it felt so good.

“Hh, ngh!”

Lying face-down, the flush spreading across the back of her neck was plain to see. Not only that, but her ears had gone red as well. Perhaps because he was seeing this side of Jeanne for the first time, Ruhir found himself wanting to watch her sink even deeper into pleasure.

He had been driving hard against her inner walls when she clenched tightly around him again and arousal fl*id spilled down in a rush. Her face was hidden from him, but he could picture exactly how it must look.

He reached up and squeezed her rear, then let go……I think I might be turning into a pervert. Jeanne had already reached cl*max several times, but he had not yet.

Ruhir lifted one of her legs, then drew her limp, exhausted body into his arms.

“-Hh.”

As Jeanne’s body turned to the side, they came together so closely that their lower halves were pressed deep against each other. He hadn’t thought about a position like this before, but now her wrecked expression was fully visible to him. Her eyes were glassy and unfocused, and saliva she hadn’t noticed herself spilling was wet at the corner of her mouth.

The sight of her so thoroughly soaked in pleasure made him bite down hard on his own lip. The s*xual education materials had said that women enjoyed doing it in all kinds of positions, and it seemed that was true.

He bent his knee and began to thr*st again, and m*ans filled the air once more. His c*ck drove into her even more easily along her already drenched inner walls.

Jeanne wanted somehow to cover her face, but she had no strength to lift her hand through the pleasure. And so, before her fake lover, she sank deeper and deeper into it.

“Hh, hhh, ugh!”

The moment Ruhir reached up and pressed firmly against her swollen cl*toris, her head fell back. The sensation was so overwhelming she couldn’t even let out a m*an. Her legs, wrapped around him, trembled violently as her inner walls clenched tight. Ruhir too released the cl*max he had been holding back, filling the contraceptive completely.

Their m*ans mingled together, and the bedroom filled with the heat of their lovemaking. Ruhir lowered Jeanne’s leg from his shoulder, laid her down properly, and only then pulled out.

“Ngh!”

The sensation of him withdrawing must have hit her just as sharply, because Jeanne couldn’t hold back the m*an. Her face, drenched in pleasure, was obscene just to look at. Ruhir removed the contraceptive full of his release and put on another one.

……It wasn’t over? Jeanne looked at him with mild surprise, and he smiled.

“I figured we’d need to make good use of the two days.”

He lifted her limp hand and pressed his lips to the back of it. Ruhir seemed to have become addicted to her body in that short span of time. There was no way he was ending something that felt this good after just once.

The night was still deep, and two full days of the weekend remained. He wanted to feel that electric sensation more, until nothing else could even cross his mind.

It was the same for Jeanne. She was a little worn out, but her insides clenched again, wanting to feel that thrill once more. If she had known s*x felt this good, maybe she should have done it on the very first day they started seeing each other. She regretted that it had taken two months for them to come together like this.

Only a little over ten months remained until graduation, and already she felt a pang of loss. After they parted, would she ever meet someone again who could make her feel this way? She was turning that foolish thought over in her mind when she met Ruhir’s eyes, low and heavy above her.

Neither of them waited for the other to move first. They kissed and pressed their tongues together. Outside, where fireworks had been bursting in great numbers, it was quiet now, giving them the illusion that only the two of them existed in the world.

It was the first night of two people who had become lovers with entirely different intentions.