SOTBW - 9

The first kiss was unexpectedly gentle and light.

“Come closer. I’ll help you undress.”

Najane didn’t refuse Maximón’s offer. Gathering her long hair up and showing him her back, Maximón untied the strings around her neck one by one. The soft fabric gradually slipped down from her chest. The clothes slowly descended along her waist and hips, soon pooling like a snake’s shed skin at her feet.

Maximón slowly stroked her white back. As he wrapped his hands around her slender waist, the firm skin felt against his palms. Najane’s body was excellent. It wasn’t just naturally slender but smoothly toned, as if she had trained consistently.

Seeing her perfectly sculpted back, Maximón, who had been emotionless until now, was deeply moved. Before losing his reason, Maximón quickly lifted Najane and gently sat her on the bed.

Najane embraced Maximón’s shoulders and leaned back against the hard headboard. Her long, beautiful hair cascaded down like a curtain, covering her chest. Lifting her hair revealed her round shoulders and full, firm breasts.

His cock was already hard like a thick wooden rod. He hadn’t even started anything yet, but what had caused such a fierce reaction? The nape of her neck with its fine hairs, her small white back, her slender shoulders, her round and seemingly full hips…

Maximón coldly spread Najane’s knees apart. Najane instinctively tightened her thighs. But her legs spread apart so easily that she felt ashamed of her futile effort.

Najane quietly became agitated. The darkly red, swollen, and throbbing cock in front of her was overly threatening. She could easily imagine the pain when it would be thrust inside her.

As she worried more about the pain than the pleasure, Najane covered her vulva with both hands as if in distress. Fear took precedence over the anticipation of pleasure, and her breathing became shallow and trembling. Najane’s heart was filled with fear.

Then, noticing this, Maximón pulled her nape as if snatching it and kissed her.

Najane was greatly flustered by the kiss, which was different from their first kiss, but she obeyed the situation and closed her eyes. It was her first kiss. A sweet first kiss she had once romantically imagined.

But she couldn’t breathe under his forceful pressure. Maximón’s kiss was rough and crude. It felt as if a boulder was crushing her entire body. She didn’t know what to do.

As she remained frozen with her mouth tightly closed, Maximón endlessly licked and bit her soft lips. It was as if he was urging her to stick out her tongue immediately. The quietly pressing force was fierce, and her mouth was forcibly opened.

Just as her suppressed exhalation was about to burst out, Maximón sucked on her tongue, which had been hesitating in his mouth. The slippery flesh tangled messily. Startled, Najane swallowed a small cry and grabbed Maximón’s hand. Maximón didn’t shake off Najane’s touch. Rather, as if he had been waiting for it, he tightly grasped Najane’s fingers.

Maximón embraced her waist tightly so that Najane couldn’t avoid him. As their chests came closer, his cock touched her smooth, hairless vulva. It was just a touch, but Najane was startled as if they had already joined in one stroke.

The cock pressed between her labia was heavy and hot. Her attention was inevitably drawn downwards. Noticing this, Maximón licked Najane’s swollen lips at length, as if licking a wound. He seemed dissatisfied that Najane wasn’t focusing on him.

Maximón’s narrowed eyes momentarily shone grayish-white before returning to dark green. But Najane, her mind blank from the brutally one-sided kiss, didn’t notice it.

Both had long forgotten about the fighting outside. Najane, startled by his attempt to press their lower bodies together, impulsively pushed Maximón’s chest away. It was an action born of overwhelming discomfort.

Then, Maximón grabbed both of Najane’s hands and pulled them down as if he would break them.

Her wrists felt like they were about to be crushed. Najane’s chest swelled with shock from the unexpected pain. Just as she was about to cry out to let go and resent him, Maximón bit down on her breasts, which had become full between his forearms, like a beast. It felt like being bitten by a rabid dog. The pain was so intense that she felt her skin tearing.

Najane cried out softly at the throbbing pain. As she struggled and thrashed her legs to somehow escape, Maximón soothed her by putting her firmly hardened nipple in his mouth and rolling it around. A chilling sensation ran up her spine. A pleasant heat made her legs tighten. It was a sudden rush of pleasure.

Najane tightly closed her mouth, which was soaked with Maximón’s saliva. She was ashamed, but she couldn’t hide the fact that she felt pleasure. Maximón also seemed to sense this, licking her small, dark areola with his wet tongue before noisily sucking on the plump peak. It was like a hungry child sucking on its mother’s breast.

Trapped in Maximón’s arms, she swallowed a series of excited sounds. Clear, thick fluid was already dripping from between her labia. Needless to say, his cock, clinging to her like a leech, was sticky with Najane’s fluids.

Maximón scraped her intensely heated nipple with his teeth and looked up at Najane. Najane, her head thrown back, weakly struggled. Her snow-white neck was flushed with excitement. Maximón repeated the process of biting and then carefully licking her other breast. As her nipples became stiff, even a light breath on them made Najane cry out.

“Lift your head.”

“…I can’t. I really can’t.”

Najane panted and whined softly. Instead of repeating the same words, Maximón bit down hard on Najane’s nipple, where her nerves were concentrated.

Startled, she screamed and grabbed Maximón’s hair. It hurt far more intensely than when he had bitten her breast. Najane swallowed her tears and barely lifted her head. She met his darkly gleaming dark green eyes. Maximón grinned. It was a sneer. Without hesitation, she slapped Maximón’s cheek.

Unconsciously, Maximón’s face turned sharply to the left. Maximón glanced at the curtains faintly swaying in the wind and then looked up at Najane. He stared straight at Najane and spat out onto the floor outside the bed. A madness settled in his mossy eyes. A dark blue-purple blood appeared briefly at the corner of his lips, but the wound healed instantly.

Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, Najane didn’t notice that fleeting change. Because Maximón suddenly grabbed her hips and pulled her towards him. Her center of gravity shifted, and she ended up sitting on Maximón’s thigh. Because of that, she didn’t notice that the corner of Maximón’s mouth had torn and then immediately healed.

“Get up.”

“…Huh?”

“Should I just put it in like this?”

Maximón put his hand down and grabbed his cock. His cock, sticky with Najane’s fluids, accurately targeted her vulva. As the blunt glans pressed firmly against the entrance of her opening, Najane shook her head with a pale face.

“…I, I don’t know what you’re talking about…. If I get up here….”

Najane trailed off as if she really didn’t understand. But Maximón, as if he wouldn’t explain any further, used the strength in his forearms to lift Najane’s hips. She inadvertently raised her thighs. As she barely stood on her knees, the cock that had been pressing against her vulva sprang back up elastically.

She was afraid that Maximón would insert himself just like that. Having her first experience in this position was impossible. She would surely die from the pain.

Then, a rough, calloused hand stroked her mound. Startled, Najane gasped. Maximón, looking directly at Najane, rubbed her bulging mound and touched her clit. As his rough fingertips rubbed her sensitive clit, her thighs naturally twitched. Maximón let out a low chuckle.

“Spread your thighs.”

Najane’s pupils rapidly trembled. If she did as he asked, something she couldn’t handle would happen. When Najane hesitated, Maximón forcefully spread her thighs with one hand. She hurriedly grabbed the intruder’s hand.

But Maximón, unconcerned, rubbed her moist clit. A much greater sensation than when her breasts were caressed surged into her lower body and erupted like a flame.

At the surging pleasure, her will to resist was broken in an instant. Najane trembled, desperately pulling on Maximón’s wrist.

A moan escaped through her tightly clenched teeth. Maximón softly twisted her hotly swollen clit. Najane cried out and shook her head.

Before she knew it, sticky fluids flowed down her thighs. Even without looking, she could tell that between her legs was completely wet. Maximón stroked her softened vulva with his palm. He had barely rubbed it, but she could hear a splashing sound from inside her opening. Maximón looked at Najane with softened eyes. Najane, trembling as if she would stop breathing at any moment, no longer closed her legs. That sight was both pitiful and audacious.

Maximón, smiling mysteriously, gradually opened the wrinkled flesh with his fingers. As he rubbed his fingers against the entrance of her hot opening, he could feel the inner walls contracting.

Maximón embraced her and inserted his index finger into her vulva.

“Haah.”

Najane groaned and arched her back. It was the first intrusion. Maximón kissed Najane’s neck and put strength into his finger. Finally, a cry escaped her lips. His index finger barely went in about two knuckles deep.

Maximón gently kissed her and softly stroked her clit. Najane shuddered as if telling him to stop, but her already thoroughly wet opening, regardless of her will, widened greatly and swallowed his finger. But Najane, not having adapted to the unfamiliar intrusion, tried to push Maximón away somehow.

This time, Maximón looked troubled.

“It’s a big problem that I’ve only put one in.”

Najane, crying sadly because the poking sensation wasn’t good at all, hit Maximón’s shoulder. Maximón sighed for a moment and then threw Najane back. Najane’s body fell onto the carelessly crumpled blanket.

Maximón carelessly pulled his finger out and then spread Najane’s vulva with one hand. The small opening repeatedly opened and closed. The red flesh, full of moisture, only waited for new stimulation.

Maximón savored the soft feeling remaining on his fingertips and felt a thick sensation of ejaculation. His glans throbbed, and clear fluid welled up. Saliva slowly gathered from the tip of his tongue. Seeing Najane’s red, swollen vulva, he was reminded of the bright red chunks of meat that a hunter would throw to his hunting dogs.

For a very long time, he had wanted to chew on flesh dripping with red blood without caring about anyone’s eyes. To swallow the blood that others shunned as fishy like drinking wine, to tear the tough sinew of the meat with his molars until his jaw was numb…

Unable to suppress his desires, Maximón extended his tongue towards the place where fluids were flowing profusely. As he licked the glistening red inner flesh, Najane cried out. Her desperate wails echoed in the small bedroom.

Maximón didn’t stop and rolled her clit like a piece of candy, just as he had caressed her nipples. Najane gripped the edge of the sheet and twisted her hips. From near her head, a pleading voice was heard, “Please….”