This Body, Deflowered
Thud.
Alper's hand slipped free, and the instant something hard pressed against her, Seira threw her head back without thinking. In that breathless moment, her vision shot toward the ceiling.
…What the hell is this size.
Hidden beneath the water's surface though it was, she felt it in an instant. This was a completely different scale from his fingers just now — and from every time she'd tried it alone with her own hand.
It wasn't small and firm. It was large, and heavy. From that first touch alone, she could tell that what was about to enter her was no ordinary thing.
This is it.
Her body gave a twitch in response, and in that same instant, just a little of him slid inside.
"…Ah."
What escaped the corner of her lips was something between a moan and a gasp of shock. But Seira was already moving her hips, ever so slightly.
Anticipation gathered every sensation in her body toward her sex, and this flesh that had never originally been hers took him in with a force she couldn't refuse.
I've been waiting for this.
The thought rose unbidden. There was no comparing her to an ordinary woman. Seira's desire had already taken anticipation by the hand.
The sensation of him sliding in. Her lips parting, just slightly. Breath so fevered it threatened to spill over.
"Hah… Y-Young Master. I don't like being teased…"
The words had slipped out unconsciously, startling Seira — but she felt no urge to take them back.
Because of that, as his cock split her open and pushed deeper, she gripped the edge of the tub with her fingers. Her palms, soaked in the hot water, kept slipping, but she felt she'd come undone if she didn't hold on tight.
As more than just his water-slick glans began to spread her open, as if pushing her aside, she finally grasped his true size.
There had been the sensation of him rubbing against her ass just moments ago, but the presence of him trying to enter her now was on a completely different level.
A swelling fullness that seemed to slide in smoothly, yet threatened to spear her deep inside. Pressure that gradually spread her open as it advanced. Breath caught thick in her chest, and the small of her back went stiff to the point of tingling.
"Haa…"
Pleasure. Tension. A thrill far closer than fear. And that overwhelming fullness that made her more keenly aware than anything that she was a woman.
"…If I'd known it'd feel this good… I'd have climbed on top of you from the start…"
…So tight…
Seira's insides were hotter than he could have imagined, and impossibly tight. Sweat had already beaded on Alper's forehead as he slowly pressed his hips forward, as if the pace itself were testimony that this was her first time.
But then, at some point—
"Hah—!"
Alper stopped, struck by the feeling that something had caught.
Huh…?
Momentarily flustered, wondering if the angle was wrong, he instinctively drew his hips back a little.
Then he adjusted, carefully — this time a bit more precisely than before.
A slow, sliding press.
A sensation even more intense than the tightness from before. A faint resistance, as if something were being pierced through, and then…
Slip.
Only then came the sensation of a path opening inward, unbelievably smooth.
"Haa… wait… wait a moment."
Only then did Alper realize this was something beyond mere tightness or nerves. His lips went dry, and his heart pounded as if it would burst against his eardrums.
"…Seira… could you possibly…"
It was a critically important, painfully sensitive question — but he never got to ask it. Seira had thrown her head back and wrapped both legs around his waist, pulling him in.
"You haven't even put it all in yet… You can't stop now, Young Master."
She couldn't even look at him properly. Her voice was cracked and mixed with breath, but it was unmistakable.
Alper swallowed. An impossible suspicion flashed through his mind, and contrary to every part of him that didn't want to admit it, his body was driving deeper.
No way… no, that can't be…
But he couldn't ignore that sensation. From the deepest place that neither fingers nor lips had reached, Seira was letting out faintly trembling breaths.
"Hah… it feels good… Young Master."
The layered tightness gripping him below. The thick heat running down her thighs.
That can't be right… no — was it really…?
Her past, her gaze, her way of speaking, those ripe seductions — all of it had belonged to a mature woman without a shred of wariness.
And yet the fact that her insides were this firm and tight, trembling as if struggling to take him in… was that real?
Her first time…? Was it really her first time…?
His heart raced. His mind screamed that it couldn't be — and the more it did, the deeper his hips drove in.
"Seira… you…"
Instead of answering, she planted her feet against his waist and pulled herself down further.
"That kind of thing isn't attractive, Young Master."
A playful tone. But the tightness inside her was utterly serious — sweet to a wicked degree, without a hint of fluster even at having her first time found out. That was where he completely fell apart.
…I… this woman…
The transgressive thrill of taking her first time. But in this moment, the fulfillment of being the one filling every part of her. That sensation crushed even his guilt.
In truth, as far as Seira was concerned, her virginity as a man had been lost long ago — and as for the virginity of this body that had become a woman, it was a value she had zero interest in unless it could turn a profit.
"…I'm sorry, Seira. But… I can't…"
Before he could even finish, his hips moved on instinct. No longer able to stop, swept up in the role of reproduction carved into him, the impulse to fill this woman to the brim began to run wild.
"…Haa, ah…"
A low, suppressed breath spilled from Alper's lips, which he'd been biting. He could feel himself going more and more insane — every time she closed her eyes, threw her head back, parted her wet lips and let out those thin little sounds.
This is… what it means between a man and a woman…
His legs were already trembling. His hips twitched of their own accord. Seira twisted her body, clenching down tight inside, and that movement stimulated him further — Alper unconsciously pushed in deeper.
"…Nnh…! There…"
Seira drew in a short breath. When her hands wrapped around his waist as if pressing him in, Alper knew instinctively that he'd found her sweet spot.
I want to put it in that far again…
Carrying the heat that had risen all the way to the back of his neck, he began to slowly move his hips. Sliding inside her, slowly but surely, stirring that heat.
Slap— slap—
The water in the tub surged with them. They were tangled together as if they were a single body. Every time her breasts swayed, even the droplets falling upon them looked obscene.
"Y-Young Master… whoa…!"
Seira barely managed to speak between moans, but Alper didn't stop. He couldn't stop. This sensation was his first time as well — it was everything.
"…Me too… more…"
"Haa… ah, Young… Master… there… more…!"
Seira gripped the edge of the tub with both hands, wrapping herself around Alper's waist and thrusting up to meet him.
"Ah… I can't… ah, I'm coming… I'm… coming…!"
Her hips shuddering, swallowing him to the hilt, Seira contracted violently from within. Even underwater, her insides were hot, and they clenched down hard.
"—Nnh…!"
At that sensation, Alper's hips jerked to a halt. As if trying to escape and finding he couldn't, this bewitching woman's insides gripped him and squeezed with a wringing force.
"Seira… you're… too tight…"
"Haa… haah…! Haha, it's good… Young Master… you're really… so big… it feels so good…"
When he spoke in a trembling voice, Seira laughed as if sobbing, arching her back.
"When you… fill me up like that… and move… I feel like I'm going crazy…"
The sticky, clinging sensation beneath the water pushed Alper's core forward again. Unlike her womb, which craved a man, the rest of her clenched so tight it was almost prim.
"Keep going… more, do me more… inside— more…!"
Their honest bodies pressed fully together, trembling breaths and moans filling the tub.
Seira's moans turned desperate and lewd. The more he heated up, the more her insides wrung him out.
"Seira… it feels… it feels so good I… can't stop…!"
Pleasure so intense his vision threatened to go white. Strength filled the Young Master's thighs, and their joined centers clung stickily together, not separating by even an inch.
"Haa… ah, inside…! There… again…!"
Seira wound her hips up as if melting into him. At that movement, Alper felt something throbbing and boiling up from within.
"I'm about to… come… Seira… I…!"
"It's okay… come… inside me… Young Master…!"
Before Seira even finished speaking, Alper pressed his hips in — hard. A dying breath burst out of him at the squeezing sensation. The thought of stopping never came. No — it never even occurred to him.
Hot, deep, everything, inside her. The urge to empty himself completely into the body that had swallowed him for the first time, maddened by pleasure. The moment she thrust her hips up—
"…Nnh!"
Alper closed his eyes, went rigid, and holding her tight, poured the semen of his first time deep inside Seira.
Both of them panted, breathless. As if lacking even the strength to sit up, Seira leaned back against the tub behind her.
Her pussy was hot inside. But Seira recovered her wits first, slowly lifting her eyes.
"…You actually came inside just 'cause I told you to~?"
A playful tone. The corner of her mouth curled up as she said it.
Seira pushed Alper's shoulders, laying him back. Now it was the reverse of before — he was the one leaning against the wall of the tub.
As if refusing to give his cock even a moment's rest, Seira climbed onto his softening post-orgasm dick and forcibly started rolling her hips.
"I'm sorry… it just felt too good…"
Fortunately, his cock quickly recovered its impressive firmness while still sheathed inside her, and Alper let out a short breath, confessing his honest feelings.
"I couldn't hold back…"
"Nnh, yeah…"
As if using him as a living dildo, her wet hair clung to her cheeks, her wet skin sliding over his body.
"Hah—!"
The moment Seira, seizing the initiative as the adult, tried to sink herself down deep again, Alper instinctively grabbed her waist and — deeper than she'd been lowering herself — smack.
He drove up into her. Once. And he meant it.