Making a New Family - 13
It was soft. Haena and I, our lips pressed together for a good while, slowly pulled apart.
"Hngh... s-so this is what it feels like... it feels good..."
"Doesn't it?"
Watching Haena blush and not know what to do with herself, I felt like some sleazy guy seducing an innocent college girl.
The night breeze was chilly, but the clothes she'd thrown on weren't all that thick. Just a thin white blouse and a comfy short skirt. It wasn't an outfit for a nighttime stroll—it was something she'd thrown on to quickly take out the trash.
That's why, with just a little unbuttoning, I could touch her breasts.
"Hnnngh..."
She leaned softly into my arms.
"What... what happens now?"
"Well... you have some idea, right?"
Haena tilted her head.
"The naughty stuff... I wasn't completely clueless."
"Oh?"
"The orphanage had a TV... and the seniors hid some dirty DVDs."
"Yeah?"
She tentatively reached toward my crotch.
"Director said we didn't need to watch that stuff... but when she was asleep, we'd sneak out and watch it together."
"So, you learned a lot?"
"I-I don't know. Honestly, I never thought I'd even meet a guy... it wasn't learning, just... watching for fun."
Through the gaps in her white blouse, I could see her breasts swaying gently.
"So, what'd you think back then?"
"Honestly... I was jealous. No zombies wandering around outside, buildings everywhere, people going about their days without gearing up to fight..."
"Ah, yeah... I guess."
It was such a normal part of my past that I hadn't even considered it. I didn't know how many years had passed since the apocalypse. But from what people said, even the shortest estimate was decades.
Yet compared to that, the 'prescribed past' this world showed was the one I knew—pre-apocalypse, when everything was taken for granted. Like DVDs that shouldn't still be intact after time flowed normally, this world was showing them glimpses of the 'pre-apocalypse world' everywhere.
"I thought it was impossible. Even if it happened to others, it had nothing to do with me. I wasn't anyone special to begin with..."
"..."
"Getting held by a man, living in a normal building instead of the orphanage—I never dreamed of it. But coming here..."
Haena looked up at the sky, her voice thick with emotion.
"You go into a little room and come out way up high, and there's a handsome, warm guy right in front of you..."
"Glad you say that. Thanks."
"But I'm the same. I can't do anything properly, no skills or anything—"
"That's fine."
Of course, a woman who skillfully used her expertise to target me would be admirable in her own way. But when it came to sex, at least, not knowing anything—being clueless—wasn't just a weakness; it was a charm point.
"I'll teach you."
"I-I'm slow at learning..."
"Then just stay still. Enjoy it."
"That I can do..."
"Yeah. You got this."
I slipped my hand under her skirt.
"Th-there!"
"Relax your body. Stay still."
"Okaaaay..."
No one was around. Unless one of my family spotted us from a window, no one would catch us.
But doing it in such an open spot? Thrilling in its own way.
I yanked her panties down. Sliding my hand under her skirt, I felt her pussy.
"You masturbate a lot, right?"
"Hnnnngh! Wh-when I'm aloneee! In the bathroom, buhut this is differenttt!"
"Yeah, figures."
Just teasing her inner walls with my fingers a few times, and Haena shuddered and squirmed.
"A-am I... doing good?"
"Of course. Just be honest and enjoy it like that."
"Phew... good."
"Wanna do it for real?"
"...Huh?"
Even if it was just us, this wasn't my bed. Stripping fully could get us dirty with dust or dirt, and space to move was limited.
"Slowly savoring it sounds fun..."
Dyeing her pure body in pleasure until she begged me to fuck her—that could've been nice. But not here.
So, I'd just take her right away.
"Good at holding out?"
"That I can do! I-I'm great at holding my breath... and for workouts, anything endurance-based I nailed—not the heavy lifting stuff!"
Haena nodded vigorously.
"Then grab here and bend over. Ass back... yeah, perfect."
Haena was more flexible than I thought. The bench wasn't low, making it a tough pose, but she nailed doggy style. No training, yet her waist dipped naturally, ass up high.
"L-like this... you fuck from behind?"
"You got it."
Haena steadied her breathing, then sighed.
"H-honestly... I'm kinda whiny?"
"Yeah?"
"Since I can take it anyway, don't worry about me—just pound away!"
Her determined face made me grin unwittingly.
"Got it."
I moved behind her. She wasn't wearing some slutty short skirt. But ass out like this, unless it was super long, it wouldn't cover much.
Should've shown her panties, right? Ironically, no panties—'cause I took 'em off.
I flipped her skirt up lightly.
"Nngh..."
Tense or excited, Haena trembled.
Her ass was exposed. Flawless, snow-white, perfectly shaped. The dark night and her clothed upper body made it stand out even more.
"Going in."
"Y-yeah..."
Gripping her waist tight, I slammed my rock-hard cock deep inside her.
"Haaaaahhh!"
"Fuu..."
Buried to her deepest depths, I realized my mistake.
My dick's not small. The women I fuck are virgins by default, so I had to be careful not to hurt them. Ease it in gently, plenty of foreplay.
But I'd mindlessly ravaged her without that.
"Nngh, hnnngh. Th-this... feels good. So good! Master's cock is the best! Feels amaaazingggg!!!"
"Glad to hear it."
But Haena endured. She seemed to hurt, sure. Yet she toughed it out. Not ending in pain—she savored the pleasure from my cock fully.
"You're doing great."
"B-but I didn't do anything... just holding still here—"
"That's what makes it great."
My cock, deep inside her, reveled in the all-around stimulation. Her pussy clenched tight, like it couldn't stay still.
"Going for real now."
"Y-yes, sir!"
Thrilled by the praise, she grinned and nodded.
I gripped her waist and started proper pistoning.
"Oof, hngh, nnghaah, hngiii! Hah! Aaaahhh!"
She meant it. Doubting she could take it, I was thrilled by my misjudgment and kept slamming in.
"N-no wayyy... like a dream. Feels like I died back then and everything since is a fantasy..."
"This dick feel like a dream too?"
"Too, hngh, too good... everything feels like a dreeeam!"
The cold night air and her warm pussy's grip—I lost control, ravaging her.
"Then let's dream this again tomorrow. Together."
"Yessss!"
No matter how hard I pounded, she didn't break. Her hands gripped the bench steady.
I poured my overflowing lust into her without pause.
Finally, I flooded her insides with cum.
"Haaaaah..."
Not painfully tight, but her pussy clenched rhythmically, milking me honestly.
"Great job. Felt good."
"I-I lasted... to the end."
I stroked her ass gently instead of her head.
Relaxed now, a mix of her juices and my cum dribbled down to the ground.
"Hah, hngh, ah..."
"Tired?"
"N-not yet! I can go more!"
I chuckled softly.
"Good."
Since it was outdoor sex, stuff I wanted to try remained.
"Climb on top. Yeah..."
Sitting on the bench, I lifted her onto me.
"Th-the cock... straight in like thiiiis... haaaaaah!"
Her waist was already in my hands—I could easily lift and drop a woman.
"Hurts?"
"I-it stings... but good! I can take it! Make me take it! Don't pull out—just keep fucking!"
"Yeah?"
Her eyes told it all. How much she loved this.
"Haaaaah!"
I mercilessly slammed up into her.
Fucked her, and fucked her again.
The bench, clean not long ago, was now filthy with bodily fluids.