History at the Library

Vivian didn’t stop him even as she watched him untie his pants. She panted softly as she wrapped her arms around Aidan’s neck. Her body had long been warmed up to the point that the cold air had little effect on her.

She felt something stiff against her lower belly. It was probably a man’s shaft. She was very fearful, but her reason had long been overpowered by her body’s instincts. Vivian drew him in even closer, and Aidan’s last strand of reason also snapped.

“Ahhhhh!”

Without any warning, the pen*s that was so large to the point of it being burdensome pushed in at once. Vivian, who expected a greater pleasure than that ticklish sensation, shrieked and shivered.

As expected, it was immensely painful. The pain was far greater than the time she’d been beaten by her drunken father or when she’d been abused by her uncle out of misdirected fury and her entire body trembled.

“Heuk, Ah, It hurts!”

“Relax, Ugh! Please. It’s not even halfway inside.”

Aidan was just as tortured. At the tense feeling that increasingly gripped him with all its might, sweat trailed down his face and dripped from his chin. At this rate, he felt like mercilessly pushing his way in and choking the rebellious Vivian’s throat as he moved. After he stopped his movements, his hand gripped the back of the sofa as his if to tear it apart.

“But it hurts like hell! Agh, don’t move for a second!”

Despite her saying that it hurt, her inner muscles soon got used to Aidan’s thing and was stimulating him by repeatedly tensing and loosening against him. She was even drawing it further deeper inside of her. Her insides grew softer as her blood, juices, and perfumed oil mixed together, and grew wet and warm.

Aidan gritted and let out a long sigh.

“Haaa…….”

At the low, resonating sound, Vivian’s shoulder flinched and she carefully opened her eyes that had been squeezed shut. Aidan was looking down at her with red eyes with tears hanging off of them. It was a face akin to a pitiful beast.

It was unexpected for him to be able to make such an expression. A feeling far stronger than mere instantaneous pleasure pounded against Vivian’s heart. Why were humans so cute? At the fact that he made it because of her, an odd sense of achievement filled her.

Then, without warning again, he trusted his hips upwards. As his p*nis perfectly filled her v*gina, Vivian bit down on her lip. Cold sweat dripped down her body.

“Heung……! I, it hurts.”

“Haa, I think I’m going crazy.”

He couldn’t move carelessly because she was in so much pain, but her inner muscles gripped him tightly as if to welcome his invasion. It was truly a body born to be sensitive and receptive to sex. As he lost all composure, Aidan’s face hardened and he started to slowly move his hips.

He kissed her as she frowned at his slow, even movements as if to coax her. Their tongues mixed, tangled, and swept purposefully over her sensitive areas before sucking in deeply. As her entire body relaxed in warmth, Vivian’s face that had crumpled at the initial pain slowly straightened.

“Ha, hngh.”

At her quiet moans, he began to slowly increase his speed as though it was some sort of sign. He penetrated her roughly and strongly thrust against her.

“Ah, ha, hngh! Hah, ha, Aidan! W, wait!”

It was a consistent speed, but every time he stabbed into her, her vision flashed white and she couldn’t see a thing. The pain was half of what she felt – and there was the other another sensation. At the loss of her vision, her other senses sharpened.

Every time her lips met his, every time he sucked at her breast, she felt as though every nerve in her body was coming alive. In particular, her lower belly was the origin of all the pleasure. The bitter pain didn’t disappear, but it had long been drowned out by a far greater sensation. Swept up by the waves of pleasure, she felt as though her entire body would merely melt away.

“Haa! Hah! Hnggh!”

“Huu, It seems like it doesn’t hurt any longer.”

“Haa! Ah! ……Ahh, Ah!”