Her Virginity

"Ah... Yes... So good... Hayasaka-kun... So good... Keep going," Kaguya moaned breathlessly, her voice thick with pleasure as I licked her soaking pussy.

Her black lace panties had been tossed aside, leaving her exposed beneath the fiery red dress she still wore.

I slipped my head under her short skirt, my tongue working feverishly against her wet folds.

I didn't hold back, tasting every inch of her slit like it was my last meal.

My movements were relentless, my tongue diving into her with wild, restless passion.

Her hands pressed firmly against the back of my head, holding me in place, silently begging me to continue as I devoured her most sensitive parts.

Her juices flowed freely, dripping onto my tongue with every flick and swirl, and I savored every single drop, lapping her up until there wasn't a trace left behind.

I wanted her completely ready, dripping wet and relaxed, before taking her. In my old world, I'd learned that women enjoyed foreplay just as much, if not more, than the main event.

I didn't know if that held true in this world, but I wasn't about to skip any steps.

Sure, I was a virgin in my past life, but I'd lived vicariously through countless webnovel protagonists—men who called themselves Casanovas, Sex Gods, and Hentai Kings, boasting of their endless escapades with women of all types.

Their experiences, their skills, their so-called "talent" had embedded themselves into me. I knew exactly what I needed to do to make Kaguya lose herself in pleasure and enjoy every second of our night together.

"Hayasaka-kun... Ah... I... I'm almost at my limit..." she whimpered, her voice trembling as her body shuddered.

Her hands started to loosen their grip on my head, as if she was giving me a chance to stop.

Maybe she thought I wouldn't want to taste the full extent of her climax.

But no. I wasn't stopping.

Ignoring her hesitation, I pressed on, my tongue flicking and swirling against her with renewed fervor.

Kaguya's body twitched and writhed under my control as she struggled to keep herself composed.

She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans, attempting to maintain the appearance of the elegant woman she always was.

It was no use.

My relentless licking pushed her to the edge and beyond. Her breath hitched, her body tensed, and finally, she couldn't hold back anymore.

"Ah...! Hayasaka-kun...! I'm cumming! Cumming! Cumming!" she screamed, her voice breaking with unrestrained ecstasy.

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, and her juices spilled into my mouth in a hot, sticky flood.

I drank her in greedily, savoring her taste as I licked her clean, leaving no trace of her climax behind.

When I finally slipped out from under her skirt, I looked up at her with a smirk.

Kaguya was still trembling, her body limp, her face flushed, and her expression dazed as the aftershocks of her orgasm coursed through her.

She looked utterly wrecked, caught between shock and satisfaction, as I stared at her, satisfied with the work I'd done.

I kissed her deeply, pouring all of her juices into her mouth. Her eyes widened in shock, a mixture of disbelief and hesitation flickering across her face.

But she didn't push me away. Instead, she surrendered to the moment, her lips moving against mine as she accepted the mix of her own taste and my saliva.

The kiss was wet, lewd, and undeniably passionate, leaving no room for anything but our raw lust.

My hands roamed her body with purpose, exploring every curve and contour through the thin red fabric she wore.

Her back, her waist, her thighs—nothing was left untouched.

When I grabbed her ass and gave it a firm squeeze, her soft moan broke through the kiss, spurring me on.

I guided her backward into the chamber, her arms wrapping tightly around my neck as her legs locked around my waist.

The heat between us was unbearable, her exposed pussy grinding against the bulge in my trousers.

She had already discarded her panties, but I was still half-dressed, my trousers the last barrier between us.

That wouldn't last long.

With a swift motion, I discarded them, letting my erection spring free, fully exposed to her now.

Kaguya's eyes darted down, her breath hitching as she took in the sight of me.

She still wore that sensual red dress that clung to her body, but not for much longer.

I wanted all of her, bare and ready, and I wasn't going to wait.

I reached for her dress, lifting it up and over her head, stripping her naked in one smooth motion.

Her pale skin glowed in the dim light, her flushed face and trembling body showing just how ready she was.

Without hesitation, I claimed her lips again, our kiss deeper and hungrier than before.

Her breath grew ragged, her cheeks flushed, her legs tightening around me as I positioned myself between her thighs.

She was ready—wet and inviting as I guided myself to her entrance.

Slowly, I pushed inside, her body arching in response, her nails digging into my shoulders as I filled her completely.

The warmth of her walls enveloped me, and a moan escaped her lips as I began to move.

This night, Kaguya was mine.