Hersion lay quietly on Meriel’s bed. The moment she saw him settle onto her bed, Meriel climbed on top of him and slowly bit his earlobe. 

Then she gradually moved down to his supraclavicular fossa, leaving lip marks on the erogenous zones along the way.

The tingling pleasure that rose up felt good. Hersion fully savored the sensations Meriel offered, secretly hoping she would do even more.

Meriel precisely targeted and stimulated the pleasure points she’d learned about in theory. She also made sure to keep an eye on Hersion’s reactions throughout.

The sight of Hersion moaning at her lips was terribly seductive. She yearned for his p*nis to enter her and ravage the tight space inside. How intense would the pleasure be then?

Her lip marks were imprinted all over that broad, firm body. Feeling a strange sense of conquest, Meriel slowly descended toward his lower body.

“Miss…”

Hersion’s body trembled slightly in anticipation of what would come next. He seemed excited at the thought of her kneeling before him and touching his most sensitive part.

Hersion’s mind filled with subjective fantasies. His reason clouded, and even his thought process seemed to turn chaotic and lewd.

Meriel slowly brought her lips close to Hersion’s member. Perhaps because she’d done this once before, she rolled her tongue more skillfully than last time, moving it all over his shaft. His body shook like an aspen leaf, unable to contain the pleasure, and he gently tried to stop her.

“Miss, ngh, please, gently…”

“No. The mood is perfect right now.”

Seeing Hersion losing his patience was strangely appealing, making her want to tease him even more mischievously, like a contrary child. 

Meriel grasped Hersion’s angry pillar, opened her mouth, and attempted to slowly swallow it. Though it remained difficult, she was seized by a desire to conquer and her curiosity kicked in.

Meriel took Hersion’s c*ck deeper than before, and only when it became too much did she release it with gasping breaths. His member glistened with a thick mixture of her saliva and Hersion’s pr*c*m, looking both sensual and incredibly beautiful.

Meriel circled Hersion’s gl*ns with her fingertips. When he couldn’t hold back and let out a rough m*an, she actually laughed.

Satisfaction surged through her at the sight of his c*ck swelling further from her stimulation.

“Would you lie on your side?”

“Pardon?”

Hersion was bewildered by Meriel’s sudden request. His dazed expression made him seem like a child who’d only grown physically but remained innocent, and Meriel smiled.

Hersion felt embarrassed by his ignorance but couldn’t contain his curiosity and asked.

“Miss, in that position… is *ntercourse possible?”

“What’s impossible? It’s perfectly possible. The p*nis just needs to go inside.”

Meriel laughed again. How much s*x should she teach this pure man?

“Which direction should I face?”

“Either side is fine.”

Hersion lay on his side as Meriel instructed, though puzzled. She’d said either side was fine, but he turned to face the nightstand where he could feel Meriel’s traces more fully.

Meriel moved to position herself in front of Hersion. Though this position wouldn’t let her do it while facing him, the pleasure would likely be different.

They could always try other positions later.

With that thought, Meriel lay down parallel to him, her back turned in the same direction he was lying. When Hersion moved back a bit, it created more space.

“Good. We’ll proceed like this.”

But it seemed too much to insert directly like this. No matter how well she’d been stretched last time, he was so enormous that immediate penetration would be reckless.

After pondering, Meriel asked Hersion.

“Knight Commander. Could you hold your member yourself and stimulate the split opening from behind me?”

“L-like this?”

Hersion carefully grasped himself and touched his gl*ns to the direction of Meriel’s vaginal opening beneath her buttocks. 

The moment flesh met flesh, an obscene squelching sound from their fl*ids and pr*c*m made Hersion feel embarrassed.

Far from being ashamed, Meriel actually enjoyed this moment.

“That sound is normal. You experienced it last time. Hurry up.”

At Meriel’s urging, Hersion pushed his member further toward the front of her v*lva. 

Though Hersion couldn’t see what was happening below either, the lewd wet sounds made him understand the situation. It remained a face-burning sound, but the rushing pleasure gradually made him forget his embarrassment.

The p*nis pushing in from behind brought a different sensation. The soft touch, different from when she inserted it herself, stirred her l*st. Meriel moaned comfortably, falling into pleasure each time Hersion’s manhood traveled back and forth along her slit.

“Ahh, mmh.”

Though his movements seemed clumsy even to himself, Hersion eagerly moved back and forth along Meriel’s v*lva, wanting to give her greater satisfaction. 

As Meriel increasingly desired stronger stimulation, his hand began to pick up speed.

“Ah, ahh, g-good.”

The constant squelching sounds every time he pressed against her cl*toris. Simultaneously, with flashes sparking before her eyes, Meriel experienced a small cl*max filled with swelling pleasure. 

She never imagined the feeling of her tender, sensitive flesh being endlessly crushed by the tip of the massive thing invading from behind would bring such intense ecstasy.

Even while continuing to rub his c*ck along her slit, Hersion worried. Wouldn’t it still be too tight to enter like this? 

Though Meriel hadn’t yet asked him to thr*st in, he knew what her insides were like and felt somewhat concerned.

It would be difficult to insert even a finger like this. Unless he deliberately moved down to attempt it.

As Hersion lined up worries in his head, his movements unintentionally slowed, and Meriel expressed her disappointment.

“Haa, why, suddenly, mmh, did you slow down? Do it like before.”

At her small pleading voice, Hersion unconsciously lost his reason. Had that delicate voice always been this seductive?

Hersion found himself hastily moving back and forth along Meriel’s split opening. Her whimpering grew urgent in rhythm with the speed of his p*nis.

While reflexively letting out rapidly flowing m*ans, Meriel witnessed lightning strike before her eyes several times. 

Though he hadn’t even inserted yet, intense pleasure crashed over her. As she was consumed by ecstasy, her v*lva suddenly gushed with fl*id.

Hersion’s c*ck now explored her v*lva more smoothly, seemingly coated with lubricant. Obscene wet sounds continued to leak out. Along with the lewd sounds, both of them craved cl*max.

“Miss, you feel it well.”

Having forgotten shame, Hersion whispered explicitly. He’d tried to speak as lewdly as possible, but Meriel’s desire flared intensely at Hersion’s unexpected words. 

Strangely, she felt aroused even though he hadn’t used shame-inducing terms like common male protagonists in *rotic novels.

“You know, haa, those words, from your mouth. That side of you is really, adorable, right?”

Meriel answered with a m*an. Her sobbing-like whimper pulled Hersion’s desire up another step.

“I only spoke the truth.”

Hersion replied honestly while moving his now more swollen member back and forth along Meriel’s v*lva. 

The feeling of rubbing past her cl*toris to her vaginal opening, and then to the perineum behind it, was terribly satisfying. 

The thought that it was difficult to adapt to and embarrassing had long been forgotten.

“Ahhh, mmh, ngh, ha, more, more.”

When Meriel begged for him to go harder, Hersion increased his speed more, roughly ravaging her v*lva. The squelching sounds and m*ans mixed together, and the bedroom atmosphere heated up fully even in broad daylight.

Hersion also gradually gasped and made moaning sounds. This current process of reaching cl*max was extremely satisfying. 

If he was this excited before even inserting, what would it be like when he entered her?

Having similar thoughts to Meriel, Hersion fiercely teased between her legs. Even while passion surged, he briefly pondered whether to proceed with inserting fingers inside Meriel. 

But today he intended to purely follow Meriel’s requests, so he maintained silence until she made another proposal.

Meriel wanted Hersion’s member to enter her like this without any more f*replay. But she couldn’t properly voice it because of the m*ans that kept bursting out. Only after experiencing the current pleasure a bit longer did she finally manage to request.

“N-now, mmh, put it… in.”

“Will you be alright?”

Hersion asked carefully, worried whether it would be okay to skip the finger insertion process.

“I’ll be fine.”

“I think it will hurt.”

At those words, Meriel chuckled and reached her arm back to smack Hersion’s body.

“We’ll only know if we try. Hurry, Knight Commander.”

“Then…”

Hersion caught his breath and grasped his c*ck, slowly attempting to enter the tight opening. 

The massive thing forcibly pushed through her l*bia, and even though only the tip of his gl*ns had invaded, she already felt a heavy foreign sensation.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes.”

Meriel could endure the pain he gave her. The pleasure she could only experience when he was fully inside was unimaginably delightful, so this process seemed like nothing. 

Since a part of Hersion’s body was invading her, how could she not be satisfied with any of it?

“Ngh.”

When Meriel made a pained sound, Hersion paused for a moment.

“Should I go more slowly?”

“No, hurry. You can go quickly.”