Chapter 479 - 479: Zaikas first time Part 2 - R-18 (1/2)

Theo pushed aside the strands of hair that fell on Zaika's face and held her face between his big hands, pulling her up, taking possession of her lips, while laying his own on her.

Zaika wrapped her fingers around Theo's neck and sucked on his tongue hard, a feeling of possession mixed with the pleasure inside her, a crazy desire that he be hers alone.

Soon, Theo's c.o.c.k went from semi-erect to totally hard, compressing between Zaika's pelvis and thigh.

Lifting his torso slightly, Theo held his c.o.c.k against Zaika's opening and rubbed it against her honeyed p.u.s.s.y, their liquids mixing deliciously.

'Ah! How good is this?! There can be no more pleasurable sensation than feeling him like this, so intimately, so mine...' Zaika thought, dreamily.

Then Theo went back to kissing her lips in the way that only he knew how to do, leaving her breathless, without reasoning. He opened her legs further with his knees, fitting his h.i.p.s between her, and began to penetrate. Slowly, deliciously, his large size filled her v.a.g.i.n.a completely.

”It hurts...” Zaika couldn't help screaming a bit the moment her h.y.m.e.n was broken. Blood dripped from her p.u.s.s.y, and Theo stopped moving and kissed her lips for a while until she got used to it.

”It's... it's okay now,” Zaika said as she stopped kissing him.

”Are you sure?” Although Theo was at his limit, he still asked, lovingly.

”Yes, you can move,” Zaika said decisively.

”Okay, I'm going to start slowly.” After saying this, Theo started to withdraw and then slowly inserted again.

Zaika felt her walls pressing on Theo's c.o.c.k, providing indescribable pain and pleasure!

His tongue entered and left Zaika's mouth, lasciviously, at the same time that his d.i.c.k did the same in her p.u.s.s.y, coming and going, faster and faster. Zaika's pleasure intensifies, her temperature rising, his shaved pelvis massaging her sprout with each slow thrust.

Their bodies were completely joined, flesh on flesh, Zaika's b.r.e.a.s.ts rubbing on Theo's chest, her fingers buried in the back of his neck, her feet crossed over his ass. It was all very intense and pleasurable. Little by little, Zaika no longer felt pain and only felt pleasure that intensified.

It was a moment that could never end as Zaika felt truly in paradise, filled with emotions that made her delirious.

Without failing to penetrate Zaika, deeply and slowly, as if trying to prolong each stroke, Theo left her lips. Lifting his head slightly, his eyes fixed on hers so she could see the same passion he felt, and she stayed moved with certainty that he was affected by emotions as strong as she was experiencing, as if they were making love and not just s.e.x.

Theo continued to f.u.c.k her while keeping his eyes fixed on hers. Without leaving her interior, he got up, lifting her together, making her sit on his calves so that she sat on his lap, their bodies still glued, his c.o.c.k even deeper inside her.

Zaika wrapped herself around his neck with her arms, pulling him in for another kiss, her tongue rubbing with his lasciviously, her h.i.p.s moving in circles over him, his c.o.c.k making circles inside her, pushing the walls of her channel further, giving her even more pleasure. The movements allowed her c.l.i.t.o.r.i.s to rub more against his pelvis, smooth and shaved and soon the pleasure was formed in her bowels, which begged for relief.

Theo realized that Zaika was reaching an orgasm and took his lips off hers, briefly moving his face away so that their eyes met. So, without the couple looking away from each other, the orgasm can't, violent and overwhelming for both of them, their bodies rippling together, their m.o.a.ns echoing in unison across the big room, his spasms intensifying her pleasure.

It was all so intense, magnificent, and maddening that tears welled up in Zaika's eyes without her being able to control herself or understand the reason.

The couple remained in the same position, their bodies shaking, sweaty, sated, refusing to come apart.

Zaika sank her fingers in his hair, unable to take her eyes away from his.

Theo's mouth parted and Zaika opened her lips for another breathtaking kiss before they fell on the bed, still together, surrounded by a quiet, tasteful silence, which brought Zaika a mysterious feeling of peace.

The two remained like that for a long time until Theo left her inside and returned to lie down next to her, nestling her on his shoulder. She took her hand to his hair, stroking it, when then she felt something hard press against her.

”Do you want to do it again?” Zaika asked, shyly.

”Yes, but, does it still hurt?” Theo asked, attentively.

When she saw that Theo was still putting her first, at that moment Zaika's tense body relaxed unconsciously. She smiled and rubbed her neck, ”I'm fine now. Besides, somehow, I feel stronger. It was like what my sister said after making love to you: my cultivating increased.”