Takashi barely registered her words. The feel of her heat and wetness wrapped around him, her tightness squeezing him as her inner muscles massaged his length, it was a sensory overload, making it hard to focus on anything else. He had enough sense to not instantly start moving like his body wanted him to, but he held still to give her time to adjust. Her hymen may have already been gone, just as she had said, since he hadn't met any resistance, but he had still felt her stretch around him.
Saeko held onto him as her body adjusted to the invasion. Hymen or not, it had still hurt, but she didn't care. He was inside her. Takashi was inside her. The two of them had become one. That alone brought on a whole new kind of joy to her that had nothing to do with physical pleasure, the thought nearly bringing tears to her eyes. Something like this with someone she cared so deeply for had always felt out of reach for her thanks to her inner darkness. And yet here he was, accepting her, embracing her, making love to her. It made the whole experience even more special.
Her hold on him loosened as the pain started to dissipate, and she buried her face into his neck, nuzzling him. "Takashi… I can feel you. I can feel you inside me…"
"Saeko…" he breathed out, his voice ragged, and he lifted his head to look down at her. "You feel incredible."
His words made her smile up at him. "So do you. I wanted this so much."
"Saeko…"
He leaned down and kissed her. She opened for him, and their lips and tongues began moving against each other. Takashi shifted on top of her, the movement making Saeko shiver and moan, which, in turn, sent a wave of pleasure through him, and he tore his mouth from hers. If he didn't start moving, he was going to lose his mind.
"Saeko, I can't…" he grunted, trying to hold himself back. "I need to…"
The way he was struggling to keep his desires in check for her made her smile, and she stroked his face. "It's ok, Takashi. You can start moving now. I'm good to contin– Ah!"
As soon as she had given him permission, he had pulled back and slammed back in. She had been unprepared for the feeling of pleasure she would feel at the movement, and her eyes practically bulged out. He didn't immediately start thrusting though and simply held himself inside her again for a few seconds before repeating the motion. Another pleasured cry escaped Saeko as he slammed into her, then held himself there once more, albeit for a shorter time. Then he did it again, getting the same response.
Each time he pulled back to slam into her, the waiting period was shorter before he pulled back again. And soon, there was no longer any pauses, and he began to repeatedly thrust into her. Every thrust was accompanied by a grunt from him and a moan from her as they slowly began to build up a rhythm. As he brought his hips down, Saeko brought hers up to meet his thrusts, the two of them extracting sounds of pleasure from each other.
Saeko's eyes eye shut as she relished in the feel of Takashi moving inside her. The pain was long gone, having faded quickly, and she was only greeted with pleasure each time their hips met. Every cell in her body felt alive and on fire. She had already been close to the edge when Takshi had used his mouth on her before she had stopped him, and now she was rapidly reaching that precipice again. She hugged Takashi to her tightly, her nails digging into his damp skin as her bent legs hung in the air on either side of him. Takashi had his head buried in the crook of her neck as she panted and moaned in his ear, her cries becoming louder and more frequent the closer she got to her release.
It hit her fast and suddenly. The knot in her stomach came undone, and waves of pleasure shot through her body. She cried out loudly, her arms somehow tightening around him even more as her nails dug into his back deeply. She locked her legs around him, her toes curling in ecstasy as her whole body shook in utter rapture.
Takashi hadn't thought there was anything more pleasurable than being inside Saeko. He realized how wrong he was when he felt her cum around him. He felt her grow impossibly wetter as her inner muscles seemed to be milking his cock, and her whole body shuddered in his arms as she desperately clung to him. Her nails bit into his back and her loud voice rang in his ear, but none of that mattered. Her reaction was nothing less than beautiful, and the feel of her was as close to Heaven as one could get without actually dying. He hadn't even realized that he had stopped moving in light of feeling Saeko achieve orgasm, needing to feel her cumming around his full length.
Saeko saw stars behind her eyes as white-hot pleasure coursed through her. She held onto Takashi as tightly as she could, needing to anchor herself to something. Her mind had completely gone blank as she was carried away by the waves of pleasure. She didn't know if sex was meant to be this good in general or if it was because it was with Takashi, but if she were capable of thought right now, she wouldn't have cared; she was just glad that it was with him.
She wasn't sure how long her orgasm lasted, but it felt like forever before she began to come down. Her head fell back, but her arms and legs remained wrapped around him. She panted heavily, each breath pushing her breasts into Takashi's chest. This time a few tears did manage to creep into her eyes from the intensity of her orgasm.
Looking down at her face, Takashi took note of her tears, and they caused him to worry once more, afraid that he had hurt her. "Saeko, I'm sorry. Was I being too rough?"
Still panting, she opened her eyes and reached up, grasping the back of his head and pulling him down into a heated kiss. And when they broke apart, she gave him a hungry look. "More. I want more. Keep making love to me, Takashi. Don't hold back. I'm not going to break. Be as rough as you want. I can take it. I want it."
His eyebrows rose in surprise. It seemed she wasn't hurt at all. In fact, she was asking him to be rougher, to not hold back. And he had been holding back, wanting to be more careful for her first time, despite her lack of hymen. But not only did she want him to not hold back, she had already achieved orgasm. So soon? They had barely started. Was her cumming so quickly a result of how close their foreplay had brought her, or was it an indication of his skill as a lover? Both options caused him to fill with pride, and he smirked down at her.
"Yes, ma'am," he said, letting his cockiness slip into his tone.