Chapter 98. Riri and Her Younger Sister (4)
Riri and Her Younger Sister (4)
"Aah! It hurts!"
A voice choked with sobs. But it wasn't Riri's voice.
Startled, Lucian raised his head.
His eyes, now adjusted to the dark, saw Lisa's face contorted in pain.
"Lisa?!"
At that moment, rustling sounds came from the opposite side as Riri rubbed her eyes and sat up.
"Mmm... My Lord? What's happening? Lisa, what's wrong?"
Lucian's eyes widened in shock.
The girl in his arms, impaled on his cock and crying, was Lisa—while the one who had just woken up across from them was Riri.
Their positions had been switched.
"T-this can't be!"
Though flustered, Lucian couldn't pull out.
Lisa's vaginal walls, clenched tight from pain and tension, gripped his cock like a vice, threatening to sever it. Moreover, the tightness of her virgin passage and the scorching heat of her inner walls only made his erection harder.
When he tried to pull his hips back, Lisa's pussy clung stubbornly to his cock, refusing to let go. Her lower body lifted with him as he attempted to withdraw.
"Ugh... Hic... Sob, sob, sob..."
Lisa also tried pushing her hips back, but her pussy remained firmly fused with Lucian's cock, making separation impossible.
Finally, she buried her face in the pillow and burst into heart-wrenching sobs. She resented herself for being too terrified to resist when the Count took her.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry! I thought you were Riri."
Lucian apologized sincerely, cold sweat dripping down his back.
Riri, now grasping the situation, paled. The Count had gone after her sister too?!
"My Lord! How could you...? With me right here, you still went for my sister...? This is too much. Sob, sob..."
Then, Lisa swallowed her tears and spoke up.
"Hic... Sis..."
Fear that the Count might dismiss Riri struck her first.
She looked up at Lucian with tear-filled eyes.
"I... I believe you, My Lord... that you mistook me for her..."
"...Ah..."
"Anyway... I was planning... to apply to be a maid at the castle next year... I wanted to earn money like Sis and make life easier for our family..."
Lisa's voice trembled, but her resolve was firm.
"If I became a maid... I'd have to sleep with you eventually, right...? I'll just think of this as... getting it over with a year early. So please... don't cast me aside."
It was a desperate survival instinct—and resignation that what had been done couldn't be undone.
Lucian's chest tightened. He didn't sleep with all his maids... but such excuses wouldn't work now. He had already taken her virginity.
"Lisa... I'll take responsibility. I won't abandon you."
He wiped her tears away, then bowed his head to Riri.
"Riri, I'm sorry to you too. I won't make excuses, even if it was a mistake. I've committed an unforgivable sin."
Riri sighed as she took in the Count's sincere apology and her sister's resolve.
Come to think of it, after washing the semen off her body earlier, she and Lisa had switched places when they lay back down.
And from what she knew of the Count, though he was a beast in bed, he always took responsibility for his women.
"Haah... What's done is done, My Lord."
Riri forced a bitter smile.
"Just... make sure it doesn't hurt her too much."
Though she had always seemed childish, now she truly looked like an older sister.
Lucian gazed down at Lisa.
"Lisa... If I pull out now, this will only be a terrible memory for you. You might grow up thinking sex is nothing but pain."
He gently stroked her hips.
"Let me... make it good for you. Let me help you forget the pain and replace it with something happy. Can I... keep going until the end?"
Though her lower body still burned as if torn apart, Lisa felt an odd sense of relief at the Count's promise—and the overwhelming presence filling her.
More than anything, an instinctive curiosity stirred within her. She wanted to experience the pleasure her sister had felt.
"...Yes."
She squeezed her eyes shut and nodded.
"Please... finish it."
With her permission, Lucian's hips began moving again—slowly, deliberately.
As the rain pattered against the shabby roof, the night deepened for another maiden.
"Hic... Sob... It hurts... My Lord..."
Tears streamed down Lisa's face.
Her delicate features, sharp yet demure—so similar to her sister's—twisted in pain, exuding a tragic beauty that stirred sadistic urges.
Her slender frame belied the womanly curves of her hips and chest, hinting at her budding maturity.
"I'm sorry... but it'll feel good soon."
Lucian licked away her tears before capturing her lips.
Smooch!
"Mmph...!"
Lisa's eyes flew wide.
Her first real kiss. Not the innocent pecks she'd shared with village girls as a child—this was an adult's kiss. No, a predator's kiss.
Lucian's thick, hot tongue forced its way past her clenched teeth, invading her mouth.
The overwhelming presence of a man's flesh. The rough texture of his tongue scraping against her soft palate, coiling around hers like a serpent, refusing to let go.
Squelch, slurp, smack, smack.
The obscene, wet sounds echoed in her ears.
Lisa felt like she was suffocating.
The bitter, musky taste of his saliva flooded her mouth, paralyzing her mind like poison.
Is this... a kiss? It feels like I'm being devoured... It's scary...
Instinctively, she tensed up. Yet at the same time, the sheer dominance of having her hair gripped and lips ravaged sent electric thrills down her spine.
When Lucian sucked hard on the root of her tongue, sparks exploded behind her eyes.
The stinging pain between her legs gradually faded beneath the dizzying, intoxicating pleasure of her mouth being conquered.
"Mmm... Uuuh..."
Her resisting hands lost strength, instead clutching Lucian's clothes tightly.
In the shock of her first experience, she keenly felt her pure lips and tongue being utterly claimed by Lucian's overwhelming presence.
I've already given everything... There's no turning back now...
Lucian moved his hips slowly—agonizingly slowly.
His massive shaft, having breached her hymen, now stretched her impossibly tight walls with each thrust.
With her lips sealed, Lisa's moans were swallowed, leaving only ragged breaths.
Squelch, squelch. Squelch.
"Ngh... Uuuh...!"
Lisa pushed against Lucian's shoulders—only to wrap her arms around his neck instead.
At first, there was only searing pain.
But as Lucian's tongue ravaged her mouth, as her breasts and nipples were kneaded roughly, as that thick presence filled and withdrew from her depths over and over—the embers of pleasure began to ignite beneath the agony.
The sting melted into scorching heat. The pressure became a fullness that satiated her very core.
"Haah... Lisa... You're so tight. I'm going crazy."
Lucian picked up speed.
Her virgin passage clung to his cock with elastic tightness—resisting when he pushed in, sucking him back when he pulled out.
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.
"Ah! Ah! Aah! My Lord! ...It's too big!"
Each time Lucian's pelvis slapped against hers, a lewd squelch rang out.
Lisa squeezed her eyes shut at the unfamiliar pleasure.
Is this... sex? Is this what Sis felt?
Her mind blanked. Her fingers and toes curled. Her thighs spasmed, clamping around Lucian's waist.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Ahhk! Ah! Ah! Aah!"
Meanwhile, Riri had gone to Tommy's room next door.
Thankfully, the boy slept soundly through the noisy coupling, likely due to his usual sleeping medicine.
But Riri couldn't sleep.
The sounds through the thin wall.
"Ahhn! Ah! Ah! There! Too deep! It's too deep!"
"Haah... Lisa... You feel amazing. Your body's incredible."
Her sister's cries and the Count's satisfied praises.
Riri bit her lip. Her momentary relief gave way to gnawing jealousy.
The Count finally held me again after so long...
As if entranced, she reopened the sisters' bedroom door.
Unaware of the intrusion, Lisa was nearing her climax.
Clutching Lucian's sweat-slicked neck, she gasped out a question between moans.
"Ahhk... Aah... My Lord... Am I... better than Sis?"
The pain of her first time had faded, leaving only a woman's instinct to be acknowledged by her man.
After witnessing Lucian and her sister together, Lisa had unconsciously compared herself to Riri in her mind.
Lucian pistoned into her fiercely as he answered.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Ugh... Yes! Lisa, your grip is incredible! You're a natural!"
"Haah! Ahhn! Then... who do you like more? Me or Sis?"
A provocative question.
Hardly something a freshly deflowered virgin should ask, but Lucian wondered if all sisters were like this.
Breathless, he answered honestly (and tactlessly).
"I love you both... but your breasts, Lisa—they're bigger, softer. I love how they fill my hands."
Creak.
The door swung open.
Riri stood frozen in the doorway, her expression icy.
Though they were close sisters, when it came to a woman's pride—her
breasts
and a
man's affection
—instinctive rivalry was inevitable.
"Ah... Sis..."
Lisa paled, but Riri stepped inside, crossed her arms, and stood by the bed. She didn't leave.
Her stance seemed to say, Go on, then.
"Riri...?"
As Lucian hesitated, Riri snapped.
"It's fine, My Lord. Keep going... I'll wait."
Her uncharacteristic tone and behavior made Lucian realize his blunder, but he refocused on Lisa.
Embarrassed by her sister's gaze, Lisa's inner walls clenched even tighter around him.