145. All the Better

I met Amy's eyes. She was half-draped over the bed.

"Atlas... what is this..."

"I'll do it for you too."

My hand slithered like a snake beneath her half-folded skirt.

The very act of slipping my hand under her skirt, rather than simply stripping it off, felt like I was doing something terribly wicked.

The hand that traveled up her thigh soon reached the final line of defense.

I hooked a finger into the absurdly thin scrap of fabric that could barely be called a defense and gently pulled it downward.

"Hyaat?!"

Amy was startled out of her wits the moment my finger touched the cleft.

She was so excessively shocked that it made ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠me worry a little.

She seemed to realize she had overreacted and glanced at me furtively.

"Um... I know this might sound weird... you could think so, but...."

"Why?"

Amy covered her face with both hands in embarrassment.

"I... because I was too embarrassed, I've never... once... touched that... place..."

She carefully explained that while she had received sex education from her family, she had never once tried it herself.

I had thought she was diligent, but she hadn't even masturbated until now.

Amy was definitely a genius at playing with fire.

Every single thing she said set my heart ablaze.

I suppressed the laughter that was about to spill out of sheer delight and spoke.

"Well then... I guess you'll have to learn starting now?"

What immense happiness it was to be able to leave my handprints all over this pure, white canvas.

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"Ahh... haah..."

I could feel her heated breath.

Amy was no longer lying on the bed; she was sitting up, leaning against me.

With Amy seated in front of me, I wrapped one arm around her upper body while my free hand rested between her legs.

I was teaching Amy, who said she had never once been touched before, how to feel pleasure in her pussy.

Because I felt that if we went straight to insertion like this, only terrible memories would remain.

I needed to arouse her and help her relax.

Since suddenly inserting fingers was still too early for the inexperienced Amy, I decided to start slowly with the very basics.

It was a primitive and gentle pressure masturbation, simply stroking softly around her clitoris.

Without directly stimulating the clitoris, I pressed, stroked, and stimulated the cleft and the outer labia with my fingers to draw blood to the area.

No matter how small my stature was, whenever my calloused, unfamiliar fingers—ones that had swung a sword like crazy—brushed against her skin, Amy let out a small moan.

"How is it? Think you can remember?"

"Uh... yes...."

When I whispered in her ear, she nodded.

Just as she was getting used to the stimulation of my fingers stroking her pussy, my finger would occasionally trace up the cleft and lightly tap her clit, causing her body to jolt as she gasped a heated moan.

"Hh-huh?!"

Startled by the sudden stimulation, Amy ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠turned to look at me.

My cock, standing rigidly erect from that sensation, rubbed against the soft flesh connecting Amy's buttocks and pelvis.

Somehow I was in a similar state and it felt quite good, but this wasn't the time to focus on that.

"Do you want to try it by yourself?"

"Yes...."

Amy nodded again and moved her hand on her own.

Although it was only a short time, her effort to diligently follow what I had taught her was commendable.

My second life was truly full of ups and downs.

I could hardly believe that the person nestled in my arms, touching her own pussy, was the very person I had searched so desperately for when I came to the Academy.

My blue bird, my canary, who would navigate this harsh world with me.

And now she was a little baby bird learning faithfully under my instruction.

That such a touching first act of masturbation was being performed by that baby bird on her own.

I couldn't possibly do nothing at such a historic moment.

With the hand holding her from behind, I gently caressed her soft mounds of flesh and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠stoked her passion even further.

"Atlas... I..."

Amy, who had been diligently heating herself up with her hand-play as I had taught her, turned to look at me.

She had a pained expression of hardly being able to endure it.

"Do you feel like you're going to come?"

"Y-yes... I think... I'm going to come....!"

Amy's breathing and fingers grew urgent, as if she were asking me for permission.

In that case, I should ring the bell for her.

Observing her condition, I timed it perfectly and pinched the hardened nipples atop her mounds of flesh.

"Hyaa...!!"

And so, Amy reached her climax for the first time.

Feeling the pleasure surge throughout her entire body, she stretched her toes straight out and trembled faintly. As her upper body arched backward and threatened to fall, I fully supported her.

She didn't squirt like a fountain.

She just quivered and let out a labored breath.

'This should be enough.'

I had loosened her up as much as possible.

"Atlas... what... do we do... next...?"

"First... can you drape this over yourself a bit?"

Before we entered the real game, I picked up the Anti-Demon Coat that had fallen under the bed and handed it to Amy to satisfy my little desire.

".... On top of the Anti-Demon Cloth... doing that... aren't you afraid of divine punishment?"

Having received the coat, Amy glared at me as if dumbfounded.

But while her mouth said that, her body was already draping the coat over herself.

Instead of answering, I pushed Amy down onto the bed.

"Kyat?!"

The soft bed gently caught the fall of one small girl.

I lifted her two legs, which lay limply on the bed, and spread them apart to either side.

"I'm putting it in now."

".... I'm ready."

As I watched Amy waiting for insertion with her thighs spread wide, it finally felt real.

I'm really doing it with this girl.

The pussy that had just reached its peak from the pressure masturbation was flushed red with excitement.

The clitoris, once hidden under its hood, had now popped out like a bean to assert itself, and the outer labia were also reddened and more swollen than before.

She was definitely aroused, but she wasn't slick with her own juices.

Whether it was because she wasn't used to it or it was just her constitution, for having climaxed, she hadn't secreted a lot of her own fluids.

It seemed like it would be tough going as is, but fortunately, everything imaginable was prepared in this place.

Unlike the honor students who were already prepared, she looked like she'd need some help.

I squeezed out a generous amount of gel from a tube near the bed and applied it as lubricant.

"H-huh? Wh-what is that?"

"It's just lubricant."

I lowered my body and rubbed my lubricated cock against her entrance.

The petals blooming in a lewd state were pushed aside by the glans, sweeping up, down, left, and right.

The heat rising from the half-open, gaping hole was as scorching as a furnace, which was highly stimulating.

It was a relief that the cool gel was applied.

She flinched every time my member touched the entrance.

"Putting it in."

I pushed my hips forward.

"Hee..!!"

A hole forced open with a shallow moan, stretching to fit the shape of the foreign object pushing its way in.

I could feel the body that had been loosened up sufficiently tensing tight once again.

As expected, I felt tremendous resistance.

I was forcibly prying open an organ that had never once been spread apart in her life.

Getting her moderately heated wasn't enough.

"Ugh... is... is it all in...?"

Amy, who had been groaning in pain, opened her eyes slightly and looked at me.

"We've got a long way to go."

"Ugh...."

Contrary to her expectations, only the very tip had barely entered.

Even considering it was her first time, Amy's constrictive power was far from ordinary.

With just the tip barely inside, the way her passage clung tightly to the shaft from all directions and the squirming of her mucous membranes sent a chill down my spine.

"Do you want to stop?"

"No... please keep going."

My personal impression was that it would be a shame to stop now, so this was a relief.

There was still a long way to go.

I didn't intend to put it all in at once, but stopping with just the tip barely in would look pretty strange.

"Ah- ugh... Uggkh..!"

As I advanced a bit more, I felt a popping sensation as the barrier blocking the middle was torn.

The siege engine hanging at my waist had pierced through the evidence of Amy's virginity and reached the deepest part of her.

"Ugh.. is... it all in...?"

"Yeah."

Now receiving its first guest, Amy's terribly tight vagina was struggling to refuse me entry.

The muscles inside her passage tried hard to push the foreign object out from all sides, but the wriggling resistance of her inner ridges instead gifted me with pleasure.

"Wow..."

Amy lifted her upper body slightly to look at the spot where we were joined together as one, then covered her mouth with one hand in surprise.

She seemed unable to believe the sight of her pussy, glossy with gel and her own fluids, stretched open to fit the shape of my thick cock.

"So this kind of thing... went inside me...?"

Seeing her marvel at the fact that this whole thing was inside her body, I felt a bit playful.

With my right hand, I pressed down on Amy's lower belly.

-Kuuuk

"H-haat??"

She jumped in surprise as her lower belly was pressed.

Amy must have felt the same sensation I did when I pressed firmly just below her navel.

"Can you feel how deep it's inside?"

"Uh-huh... yes..."

As I relayed it through touch, she seemed to truly grasp just how deep inside her body it had reached.

Her gaze dropped to her navel.

"Then I'm going to start moving."

"Okay..."

I started moving my hips in earnest.

The large bed was solidly fixed, so it absorbed the shaking impacts well.

Perhaps because she was beginning to get used to the reciprocating motion, Amy was feeling the heating arousal more than the pain.

The body that had tensed so rigidly right after insertion was now heating up and loosening again.

A normal person might have suffered more, but Amy was an Expert.

A body that had reached the state of a superhuman quickly adapted to the pain and sought out pleasure.

-Chalpak chalpak

At first, I could barely insert thanks to the power of the gel, but with each movement of my hips, the sound of her fluids, which only grew more viscous, had now turned into a watery sound.

Maybe she wasn't the type who didn't get wet after all.

Amy, panting from the pleasure of penetration she was feeling for the first time in her life, had her eyelids trembling faintly.

Along with a floating euphoria as if her body were rising, a shallow pleasure began to well up from her lower belly and filled ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her entire body.

The more excited Amy got, the more the insides that had merely tried to push out my embedded cock relaxed, and now her pussy was simply clenching down on me tightly, refusing to let go.

When I looked down from above, an ecstatic sight unfolded.

Amy's clothes were only about half removed.

If someone asked why I did it this way, I could simply say it was because I wanted to.

The sight of Amy disheveled in the familiar uniform she always wore at the Academy felt like fooling around with a classmate in a school uniform, which fulfilled an item on my bucket list.

Sweat beaded up, leaving her skin glossy, and her shirt was damp and clinging to her.

The connection point visible between her heavily wrinkled and swaying skirt, as well as the beautiful curve connecting her slender waist and pelvis, were lovely, but there was something else I couldn't resist.

Her breasts, exposed because I had initially fondled them and eventually unbuttoned her shirt completely, swayed in time with the reciprocating motion, and the soft mounds of flesh moving gently looked exceedingly tantalizing.

I wanted to covet those fruits.

Unable to contain the surging impulse, I grabbed the swaying fruit.

"Haaang♥"

The soft sensation filling my hand and her cute moan were utterly blissful.

As expected, Amy was cute.

'I'm going crazy.'

I had already known Amy was cute, but being this intimate made my feelings grow even stronger.

It made me think again, was she always this cute?

"Amy, you said you like me, right?"

"Yes... yes...."

Sharing our body heat like this made me covet her all the more.

A pure white canvas I could color to my tastes, a little baby bird who followed lessons diligently and passionately.

My possessiveness grew and grew.

I needed to sort this out.

The feelings I was feeling now could be impulsive emotions brought on by this special situation, so I couldn't blindly trust them.

In that case, wouldn't it be neat to at least release everything we could on each other within this place?

"Then starting today, be mine."

But what came out of my mouth was something a complete greedy bastard would say.

Pinned beneath me and panting, Amy answered with pure sincerity.

"I... I will... be yours, Atlas... I want to be yours... H-haat?!"

Before she could even finish her sentence, the squeezing that had never stopped for a moment abruptly grew much stronger, and Amy's body trembled violently.

Despite having just experienced her life's first orgasm from clitoral stimulation moments ago, she quickly climaxed again from penetration.

-Cheolkeok.

Along with Amy's moan, the sound of a lock opening was heard.

But neither of us acknowledged it.

The midsummer night's dream was not yet over.