The Bedroom Is a Married Couple’s Space (3)
"Like what you did to Verita?"
When I looked startled by the unexpected request, Angela went on.
"Verita said this afternoon that when a man’s affection grows stronger, he becomes rough like a beast...."
It seemed the two of them had exchanged a great deal of information today without my knowing.
To be honest, when I was with Angela, I had indeed held myself back more than usual. She was far too kind and innocent, and before I realized it, I’d started being considerate of her. I’d also assumed, from her usually demure image, that she wouldn’t like anything too rough.
But for her to ask for something like this first was surprising.
...Or was it not quite so surprising?
Thinking back on what Angela had just said, it didn’t sound like she wanted physical pleasure so much as a more intense kind of affection.
It seemed she understood rough, hungry coupling as proof that she was loved that much more deeply.
If she was making this request because she wanted a more passionate expression of love, then it made perfect sense.
"All right. Got it."
I stepped closer to Angela, kissed her lightly, and said, "To be honest, I’ve wanted to ravage you roughly for a long time, Angela."
"Darling...."
I gave her pale shoulder a gentle push and laid her back on the bed.
Her generous breasts spread wide, and as the curtain of her bra flipped open, her nipples came into view.
It looked as though I’d laid a single work of art out across the bed.
Just imagining that I was about to handle such a beautiful picture however I pleased made me swallow hard.
"I’m starting, Angela."
"Yes...."
"If it gets too hard, tell me."
"No, please. I’ll take all of your love to the very end."
Her obedient answer made me smile.
But only for a moment.
Driven by desire, I drove my cock into her all at once.
Squelch!
"Nnngh-ah!"
The glans plunged in at once and jabbed at her womb, and Angela cried out.
The instant I heard it, I started piston-fucking her without hesitation.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Hah, ah! Darling, it’s so intense...!"
"This is what you wanted, right?"
"Y-yes...♡"
I pulled back until my cock was nearly sliding free, then shoved it all the way in again in one hard thrust.
Each time my lower body slammed against the mound of her cunt, waves rippled through every part of Angela’s lush body.
"Angela, I love you!"
"Haaah, I love you too...! I love you too, darling!"
Her heartfelt confession made me feel as if I were floating off the ground.
Of course, she could say those things because we had the excuse of practice, but I wanted to make her so honest with me that, before long, she wouldn’t need that excuse anymore.
Thinking of this as the beginning of that process, I lowered my upper body and covered her with mine.
It was a beast-like breeding press, utterly unbefitting such a graceful woman.
"Haaah, darling!"
"I’ll make it feel as good as I did for Verita."
"Yes, please! Love me like a beast!"
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
I began moving my hips with all my strength.
With merciless thrusts, I hammered pleasure into her cunt, determined to carve my own desire into her body.
"Nngh! Huhh! D-darling... this is amazing... hahh!"
"How is it? Feels good around my cock?"
"It feels good! Nghh! So good I think I’m going to go crazy... oohk!"
At last, a shameless female moan burst from Angela’s lips.
Her eyes rolled slightly upward, making it clear she was feeling a stronger pleasure than ever before.
"Aah, hahh! Mmph, ooh...! Oohk! I, I’m making weird noises like Verita too... eep!"
"You’re not weird at all. You’re adorable!"
Thwack! Smack! Thwack!
"Ooh, oohk...! T-to hear you say I’m adorable even like this makes me so happy... hahh...."
Her body jerked now and then, her cunt twitching around me.
It was a sign that her climax was drawing near, probably because our emotions were entwined as much as our bodies. It was a little early, but still.
"Angela, are you close? I’ll make you come fast!"
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Nngh! No! Oohk! I, I want to come with you!"
"I’m fine, so go ahead and let it out!"
"Haaah, but...! Still, I want to feel good with you. Haaah!"
With that, she wrapped both her arms and legs around me.
"Oohk, oooh.... Huhh, ahh. Nghh. Ooooh...."
Angela’s moans were still indecent, but they’d grown noticeably quieter than before.
She was holding back her pleasure so she could finish with me.
The sight was touching, but it also made me want to see her fall apart even more quickly, so I drove into her cunt harder.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
Squeak, squeak, squeak!
"Haaah! Darling, wait...! With you, together!"
"You can go first, Angela, and then go again later!"
"Hah! O-okay. Then I’ll come twice...."
She had clearly reached her limit, because before long her whole body began to shake violently.
"Nngooh! I-it’s co... oohk!"
Angela savored her climax with filthy little cries.
Even so, my hips didn’t stop beating against her.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Nghh, darling! I-I’m sensitive right now... hahh!"
Flattened beneath me, she clenched around my cock and said it.
Even then, I didn’t stop stuffing lust into the hole that held me so tightly.
"You said you’d come together with me."
"B-but, nghh! If you keep going like this, I’ll get weird!"
"I don’t mind. In fact, I want to see you get weird, Angela."
"Oohk, hahh... nooo!"
Her mouth insisted she couldn’t, but the folds of her sex clung to me insistently, begging me to keep going.
Thanks to that, my own climax rose fast as well, and I started driving my hips like a dog in heat.
"Darling, darling...! Oohk! I-I’m cumming! Nngoooh!"
With another filthy cry, Angela came, and at the same time I burst inside her, my seed flooding from the glans that had been buried at her womb’s entrance.
"Hahh! Ngh! Darling’s cum... it’s hot... haaah...."
Angela tilted her head back and savored the taste of my release.
The lewd sight, so impossible to imagine in her everyday life, made my semen keep surging upward through my urethra.
"Haaah.... So much of your love...."
"How is it, getting my cum for the first time?"
"I’m happy because I can feel your love...."
Her face, gazing up at me, had gone soft with happiness.
At that moment, I thought of her dead husband.
What a piece of trash, leaving emotional wounds that might last a lifetime in such a lovely woman.
Because of that bastard, Angela had spent her life worrying over flaws that didn’t even exist, forced to keep her happiness as a woman at arm’s length.
In truth, I’d never once talked to her about her ex-husband.
I didn’t want her dredging up bad memories.
For her, that marriage had probably been nothing but misery.
Proof of that was the fact that not a single thing in this room—no photo, no belonging, nothing that could remind her of him—was left behind.
And yet, the painful memories and wounds were still inside her heart.
I wanted to wipe all of them away cleanly and fill the empty space with myself.
"Angela. Compared to your ex-husband, how is it? Doesn’t it feel better with me?"
"That man is...."
As I’d expected, Angela’s expression darkened.
"Angela. Forget about him now."
"Darling...."
"The only husband in Angela’s life is me."
I said it firmly, but contrary to my expectations, Angela hesitated before answering.
"Of course I don’t have any good feelings toward him, but... it feels wrong to pretend he never existed...."
How kind did a person have to be to refuse to be cruel even to the man who left such deep wounds in her?
As she said, it wasn’t that she still felt affection for him. She simply wasn’t the sort of person who could be cold to anyone.
If she couldn’t erase him from her own memories, then I’d do it for her.
With that thought in mind, I started moving my hips again.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Oohk! D-darling!"
"Angela, I love you!"
"I-I love you too, darling!"
"So forget about that man completely!"
"B-but... nghh!"
I hammered my cock into her indecisive, soft heart with no mercy at all.
Angela, who had no way of escaping me and no intention of trying, kept surrendering her most precious place to me as she moaned.
"Verita told me! That man never once treated you with care!"
"Nngh-ah, oohk! Hahh...!"
"I want you to forget all the painful memories and be happy, Angela. So forget that bastard!"
"Huhh, ahh! Ngh! Ngh! Nngooh!"
"I’ll forget! I’ll forget him...! So keep holding me!"
As I kept spearing her hole, I kneaded the breasts that jolted beneath me.
Then I stole her lips and taught her that everything of hers belonged to me.
"Hup, chuup... smooch! Chuup! Mwah! Darling...!"
"Forget that bastard now, and think only of me."
"Y-yes.... I’ll think only of you, oohk!"
The way she clung to me and moaned was too adorable for words.
On impulse, I hauled her up and carried her to the full-length mirror on one side of the wall.
"D-darling!?"
My cock slipped free of the hole it had been plugging, and semen spilled between her legs, but there was no time to care about that.
I spread Angela’s legs in front of the mirror and pushed back into her from behind.
"Haaah!"
"Put your hands behind your head."
"Yes, right away."
Angela obediently lifted her hands.
With her legs spread and both hands raised, baring her underarms in such an obscene pose while I fucked her from behind, she looked indecent beyond compare, especially when set against her usual neat and proper self.
She, too, couldn’t take her eyes off the version of herself in the mirror.
Smack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Oohk, hahh...!"
"Talk to me while you watch yourself. Angela, do you love me?"
"Haaah...! Aah, ahh! I, I love you...! Oohk!"
The emotion in her confession was so clean and pure.
And yet filthy moans spilled out before and after it, and even the motions she made while speaking were anything but modest.
"Then who is Angela’s husband?"
"Ah! Haaah! I-Ian...!"
Her earnest answer filled me with satisfaction, and I hammered her hole even harder.
Each time I got too enthusiastic and pushed in too deeply, her heels lifted and fell again.
"That’s right, so forget about him and think only of me."
"Y-yes. Ian... hahh! Ian is the only husband I have, ♡"
Once again, emotion swelled inside me.
My piston thrusts grew even fiercer on their own, and Angela’s breasts, reflected in the mirror as she stood there with her legs spread and taking my cock, bounced wildly.
I held them firmly and kneaded them as I said from the heart, "Angela, you’ve done nothing wrong. You have no flaws, no defects at all. You’re a perfect woman. Even if you did, I’d love every last one of them too."
"Darling... ahh, darling...!"
She turned her head away from the mirror and toward me behind her.
Keeping our lips together, I continued rocking my hips.
Squeak, squeak, squeak!
"Hup, chuup... smooch. Chuup♡"
I could taste the sweetness of Angela’s saliva in my mouth, while her skin pressed tightly against mine.
And of course my cock was wrapped inside her with not the slightest gap.
The sensation that the whole world was filled with her sent pleasure racing toward its peak.
In the end, I didn’t stop, simply surrendered myself to it, and poured my affection into Angela’s depths.
"Hahh! Haaah! Oohk, haaah...!"
Angela threw her head back, her hands raised to expose her underarms and her legs spread as she jolted against me.
The way she trembled, unable to control herself through orgasm, looked like nothing so much as a female mating display meant to seduce a male.
"Angela, you’re so filthy."
"Haa... haa... it’s because you made me this way, darling...."
"Then I’ll make you even filthier."
We returned to the bed and layered our bodies together once more.
As if my brakes had failed, I forced all the desire and affection surging through me onto her, and perhaps because she had finally decided to forget her ex-husband’s existence, Angela embraced me more honestly and more boldly as well.
So absorbed in one another were we that we didn’t even know how much time had passed.
Then, only when sunlight began to slip through the crack in the window, did we finally slow down and stop, sated.
"Haaah... haaa... haaa...."
Still pinned beneath me, Angela caught her breath with sleepy, sensual eyes after her final orgasm.
I slowly pulled my hips back and withdrew my cock, but her entrance clung to the glans as if it still didn’t want to let go, and I had to tug it free with a little force.
As semen leaked out between the neatly closed lips that had been spread open all night, Angela hurriedly sat up.
"Ahh, the babies you gave me...."
She quickly pulled on ordinary panties and rubbed her lower belly.
Her stomach looked slightly swollen from being filled so many times, but she didn’t seem to care at all.
When we lay down side by side, she snuggled into my arms.
We’d been at it fiercely for hours, and yet she still had energy left, which only proved she had real talent for lewd things.
If she hadn’t kept that unique tightness under control, I might have been the one getting squeezed dry instead.
"Darling...."
She brought her face close to mine with an affectionate gaze.
When I gave her a light kiss on the lips, her gentle voice came to me.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For telling me I’m a perfect woman. I was also so happy when you said you’d love me even if I had flaws."
"You don’t need to thank me. I meant every word."
"Yes...."
As if she wanted to feel my warmth, she rested her face against my chest.
She looked exactly like a woman in love.
"Darling...."
"Mm?"
"I’m sorry, but I think I’ll have to ask Verita to get me some birth control pills.... Since this is practice...."
"Yeah, that’s fine."
I nodded readily.
Her feelings were all genuine, but that didn’t mean the excuse of practice should disappear right away.
The reason Angela could muster the courage to act so honestly was precisely because this all had the justification of practice.
When the practice was over, everything that had happened, everything between us, would simply become the past, and she believed everything would flow back along its original path. That belief gave her courage.
So what I had to do was inflate Angela’s feelings toward me until she could no longer hide behind the excuse of practice and had to be honest on her own.
...
Lowering my gaze a little, I saw that Angela had already fallen asleep against my chest.
I wanted to sleep too, but the sun was already up, so I couldn’t keep staying here.
Carefully, so I wouldn’t wake her, I slipped out of bed, dressed, and left the room.
Maybe because I’d grown closer to Angela than ever before, I couldn’t keep the smile off my face the whole way back to my room.
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