Kouhei lay down beside Saonji, his pulse quickening with every passing second.
When she asked if he wanted her on top, his mind stalled, but his body betrayed him—his cock twitched in eager response, standing tall before he could even speak.
"It seems like you do." Saonji's lips curved into a faint smile, and for the first time, Kouhei saw just how cute she could be when she let her guard down. That tiny smile made his cock throb again, more insistent this time. "You're really impatient, huh?" She glanced at him with those sharp eyes. "Well, go ahead and lie down then."
Kouhei did as she said, feeling the bed shift beneath him as she moved. Saonji climbed over him, straddling his waist, her thighs brushing against him as she settled into a kneeling position, kneeling right above his hips. She paused for a moment, staring down at him intensely.
"Just so you know," she started, her voice softer than usual, "I don't have any experience either. So if I do something wrong, or if it hurts, let me know. But..." Her eyes narrowed slightly, studying his face. "Are you really sure this is your first time? The way you acted earlier… it didn't seem like it."
"O-Of course, I'm a virgin!"
Saonji raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything more. Instead, she reached down, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft, her grip firm as she positioned the tip against her entrance.
"Nh..."
With a slow, deliberate motion, she began to lower her hips, his cock pushing past her tight entrance, stretching her inch by inch.
"Haaa... nnnn..."
A soft moan slipped from her lips, and for a fleeting moment, the cold mask she always wore cracked. Her face relaxed, her eyes half-lidded as a wave of pleasure washed over her. But she quickly pulled herself back, trying to regain her usual composure.
"Fuh... Kuuh... ah, a, yahhh..."
But the pleasure was too much. Her control faltered as her eyes fluttered shut, and her mouth fell open, small gasps and whimpers escaping with every inch he sank deeper inside her. Kouhei could feel her walls gripping him tighter, pulling him in further, her body trembling slightly as she took him in.
The more he filled her, the more her expression twisted in pleasure. She tried to keep it together, but her half-open mouth and the soft, sweet sounds slipping from her couldn't be hidden.
Seeing her like this, completely undone, aroused Kouhei even more. Right now, in this moment, he was the only one who had ever seen her like this. And he was the one making her feel this way.
Saonji-san... I'm really having sex with her.
Kouhei had thought that same thing over and over again, but it still didn't feel real.
"Ku... a bit... more..." Saonji moaned as she sank her hips lower, trying to take more of him inside.
Kouhei's cock was thick, far thicker than her wrist. She had been a virgin earlier, but back then, she wasn't the one in control. Now, though, with her on top, she could feel every inch of his thick cock stretching her because she was the one doing the work. It sent shivers up her spine, her body trembling as her insides rippled with pleasure, each thrust making her brain foggier.
It feels like I'm being pierced all the way to my chest, she thought.
Though it wasn't quite that deep, she couldn't help but wonder if her heart was being pushed up by his cock.
"Uh... ah..."
Saonji suddenly stopped moving. Kouhei could feel it too—his tip was pressing hard against something deep inside her.
"It's already... so deep..." Saonji's voice came out in ragged pants, but even so, she didn't stop. Despite how much she was already taking, she sank even lower, her body quivering as she finally dropped all the way down onto him, fully seated.
"Uaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"
Her hands pressed against his chest as she gasped, her shoulders heaving with heavy breaths.
"It's... It's so long... Good grief..." Saonji muttered, her voice husky, her expression both sexy and lewd.
Seeing that look on her face made Kouhei's excitement surge even more. He felt his cock swell, pulsing larger inside her.
"—! Y-You...! Okumura Kouhei! D-Don't... get any bigger... a, nnnn—!"
"E-Even if you say that, I can't help it!" Kouhei groaned, the pleasure making it hard to speak. "Besides, it's your fault for being so erotic, Saonji-san!"
"I-Is that so? Well, it can't be helped then."
Saonji knew she was beautiful—she was a succubus, after all. It wasn't just her looks; her very presence exuded erotic energy, drawing people in, men and women alike, like moths to a flame. Compliments about her appearance were nothing new, and she was used to it.
But hearing Kouhei say it like that...
"Ugh, S-Saonji-san, you're tightening up!" Kouhei suddenly blurted, his voice strained.
Saonji looked down at him, a sly grin playing on her lips, and began swaying her hips back and forth.
"Nnnn... haaaan~"
Her voice was sultry, dripping with lust, as she gazed at Kouhei with half-lidded eyes. The soft, erotic moans escaped her lips, each sound sending a jolt of pleasure through him.
"Uh, uh... nnnnu... haaaaah~"
Her motions weren't just a simple back-and-forth grind. She twisted her waist sensually, rotating her hips as she ground down on him, her pussy tightening around his cock in rhythmic pulses. Her body worked him expertly, turning his dick from the root, making it slide in and out with maddening slowness. The friction was unbearable for Kouhei, his body tensing as he fought the urge to cum too soon, his fists clenched tightly in the sheets beneath him.
Saonji, too, could feel the overwhelming pleasure building inside her. Her face flushed, her breathing heavier as her desire mounted. She lifted her waist, seeking a more intense sensation.
"Ahhhhn!"
The moment she slammed her hips back down, impaling herself fully on his cock, her head fell back, her long hair spilling down her back in a wild mess. The impact sent a shockwave of pleasure through her body, and she moaned louder, the sensation too much to contain. The rush of it made her bounce faster, her hips moving with desperation as she rode him with increasing speed.
"Nh, ah, aaah, haaaa, an! Yahn!"
Kouhei's eyes were locked on her, mesmerized by the sight of her full breasts bouncing in perfect rhythm with her frantic motions. Each time her hips came crashing down, her tits jiggled wildly, their movements in sync with the intoxicating sounds of her sweet moans and the wet slaps of their bodies colliding.