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Like a boy tasting forbidden fruit for the first time, I greedily felt this new experience, continuing to slowly and firmly press forward. However, just as I thought I could go straight in, my front clearly felt a thin, supple obstruction—a barrier as fragile as a cicada's wing, yet representing a sacred boundary.
As expected! What Himeko had slurred earlier about her loneliness and regret was true! This brilliant, mature, reliable Navigator... had actually kept her complete purity! This realization was like a bolt of lightning, and massive joy and pity instantly overwhelmed me.
Perhaps because the alcohol made her less sensitive, or because mature women are naturally better at enduring inwardly, Himeko's reaction was indeed less intense than March 7th's had been. She only trembled slightly, her breathing turning heavier and more hurried, her bitten lower lip letting out fine, suppressed gasps of slight pain. Looking at her endurance, my heart filled with tenderness. I leaned down, pulling her warm body completely into my arms, my chest pressing tightly against her staggering fullness, nearly swallowed by that plump softness. I felt her racing heart and whispered comforting words in a low, gentle voice in her ear. Then, I gave her no more time for hesitation or preparation; my arms tightened, my hip muscles snapped with force, and I condensed all my strength into a resolute, full-power surge forward—
"Mm-ngh—!"
After a faint sense of resistance—like tearing silk—came a smooth, unstoppable penetration! That layer representing her last line of defense was ruthlessly and completely pierced by me! I felt an unprecedented, soul-deep sense of fulfillment, as if I had embedded myself into the deepest part of her, merging as one!
Himeko's body also jerked violently from this final penetration, her arms around my neck tightening instantly, her nails nearly digging into my back. A long, complex sigh escaped her throat—a mix of initial pain, the numbness of alcohol, and a sense of finally being filled, a sigh of relief...
Himeko's reaction was indeed much calmer than I had expected; after that long sigh, besides hurried breathing and hazy eyes, there was no violent struggle or crying. It seemed the alcohol really played a big part, or perhaps a mature woman's endurance was truly exceptional. Since that was the case... I didn't need to hold back anymore.
I gently laid her down on the soft bed, letting her lie flat. Looking at her hazy eyes, slightly parted red lips, and hurried gasps—with her staggering fullness rising and falling violently—the sight of her having just experienced the pain of deflowering yet being full of a different kind of temptation made the fire in my belly burn more fiercely. No more hesitation; I leaned down and began the real campaign.
With force from my hips, the hard heat began a rapid thrusting within her warm, tight passage. "Mmm... ah... ha-ah..." Himeko immediately let out a string of sweet, melodious gasps—not suppressed like before, but clearer and more enticing. She gripped the sheets beneath her, her knuckles white, silently enduring the shocks I brought to her cervix with every deep thrust. Her passage seemed to have a life of its own, rhythmically contracting and sucking, bringing extreme wrapping and friction with every move. And with my increasingly fierce collisions, her melon-like plump breasts shook up and down like ripe fruit, creating enticeable waves of flesh.
The vivid sight made my blood boil; I couldn't help but reach out—while still surging within her—to wantonly knead and play with that staggering softness. The feel was warm, delicate, and full of elasticity; without the barrier of clothes, it was intoxicating. The visuals, the touch, and the pleasure from the lower body combined to push my senses to an unprecedented peak. Our speed grew faster, the collisions deeper and harder. Himeko's voice gradually lost its usual steady dignity, becoming more unrestrained and sweet, turning from suppressed gasps into melodious moans. Her body also became more honest; her slender waist began to unconsciously thrust upward, her wet passage sucking and tightening more actively to meet my every entry.
Himeko's constantly shaking breasts and increasingly unrestrained, erotic moans acted like the most potent aphrodisiac, stimulating my nerves to the point of madness. In this intense coupling filled with alcohol, sweat, and desire, time lost its meaning. I don't know how long passed—perhaps half an hour of hearty combat—when I felt Himeko beneath me snap to her limit, and the twisting within her reached a frenzied level!
I knew we were both about to go!
"Ah—!" I let out a satisfied growl, and the moment she reached the peak, I discharged the long-accumulated, hot, viscous semen like a floodgate opening, surging it all into the depths of her warm, moist womb!
Almost simultaneously, Himeko was also ignited by this powerful, hot internal surge! She let out a high-pitched, satisfied scream, her body convulsing violently, as a surge of love juices far greater than before also shot out like a fountain from her opening! The amount was staggering, instantly soaking a large patch of the sheets.