Pain and Pressure

His thick fingers came inside once again, atrociously making a quick round trip inside her. Lorelai's body, quivering, swallowed the man's fingers in response, and the more he moved, the wetter she became. 

The hot sensation that had been flickering in the lower part of her stomach started to rapidly fill her up like wildfire. Baffled by the growing pleasure that bordered with a strange sense of irritation, she pushed the man away, scared that his continuing would make her explode.

Unfortunately, the stranger was too strong for her efforts and didn't budge, not even slightly. Lorelai was struggling underneath him like trapped prey. She wiggled her waist; she hugged the man and scratched his back with her fingernails, exhaling loudly each time a new wave of pleasure hit her from within. And the man only seemed to get more excited as he witnessed her attempts to put up an innocent fight against these new sensations.

He was driving the princess insane, and as his fingers started to rub her in a rhythm, slipping in and out of her throbbing region, her vision blurred and she found herself lost in a delirious haze.

"Ah!"

At last, Lorelai opened her eyes wide, her lips parted, and she arched her back backward, trembling with her entire form. 

She felt her drenched underwear stick to her skin; her loud gasps of pleasure resonated through the room, followed by an almost unbearable sensation that shook and twisted her entire body.

Once again, she groaned loudly, and when she finally came back to her senses, Lorelai realized that she was hanging onto the man's strong shoulders with her skinny arms and shaking uncontrollably.

Both of her legs felt numb to her, she completely lost all the strength in her lower body and slumped onto him—a total mess while her body continued to shake uncontrollably.

"Ahhh!"

It was the peak of pleasure she had ever experienced in her entire life. The new, strange sensation of losing control of her own body for so long, made her feel dazed and utterly lost.

As the man watched Lorelai sob, overwhelmed by the lingering mix of embarrassment and pleasure, the corners of his lips turned into a faint smile.

"So? Did you feel good?" He whispered into her hot red ear while his mischievous fingers crawled to tease her most sensitive spot, hardening under his continuous touch.

As he did so, her sensitive nub soared to attention. Finally, the woman realized that it was the source of all the throbbing that kept tormenting her aroused body.

"Stop, that's enough…" she pleaded, but the man did the opposite.

He laid Lorelai on the bed and made her hit climax one more time. She gripped the sheets so hard that her knuckles turned white.

Unable to catch her breath, the princess opened her mouth, and the stranger didn't hesitate to take advantage of that moment of weakness—he greedily attacked her mouth with his, trapping her with a ferocious kiss. 

Torn between climax and the rough kisses that refused to leave her lips, Lorelai didn't notice that her underwear was now on the floor, and as soon as she realized that it had come off, leaving her open and vulnerable, she instinctively gathered her legs together in order to conceal her shameful state, but was once again spread wide open by the man's powerful hands.

The woman was lost in a suffocating sense of shame. She had never been so exposed in front of anyone. And to add to her embarrassment, the man who kept her trapped underneath his strong figure continued to blatantly stare at her crotch like it was a normal thing to do. 

"That's a nice view." His teasing voice made her red all over again. His long fingers massaged the rosy petals. Lorelai barely answered with a groan,

"Do you always comment on everything you see?"

"I didn't comment, I gave you a compliment."

With a cunning smile still playing on his lips, the man moved her right hand to his mouth and planted a light kiss in the middle of her palm; then, he traced a line over her hand with his tongue, carefully observing her reaction. 

Lorelai barely managed to bring her shaking left hand to her face and placed it above her teary eyes. 

'Why is he like this? God...'

Finally, releasing his hold of the princess' hand, the stranger started to take off his pants.

'Oh My God...'

Lorelai's jaw dropped as she looked between the man's legs.

Due to the man's huge physique, she had already assumed that it would be big, but she definitely didn't expect to see something so frightening. She might have been inexperienced with men, but even she could tell that it wasn't normal. 

As it touched her lower belly, hot and long, the woman shivered in fright. People like him had the blood of an actual beast running in their veins, and no matter how suppressed that lineage was now, his member was, too, of a beastly size. 

As if having read her mind, the man released a loud scoff, once again mocking her genuine fascination. He brushed his messy brown hair backward and rubbed his length over Lorelai's flat stomach.

"Surprised?" 

The area where he touched her, felt hot as if he was rubbing something burning over it. The man laughed again and hissed,

"You made it like this. Now you have to please it, Princess."

Lorelai was genuinely scared. She clutched the messed, crumpled sheets between her thin fingers, and asked in a broken, trembling voice,

"N-no... How the hell is it supposed to fit?!"

"I guess we will find out."

A round head squeezed in through a narrow gap. The pressure was already overwhelming, even though it was only the tip.

Although Lorelai was supposed to be already wet enough, her insides were still tight and cramped. The man breathed painfully, his lips pressed in a tight line.

"You are too tight…"

Unlike his harsh voice, the man's eyes remained calm. His steady gaze captured the woman's dark green eyes and for a moment, she felt as if she was under his spell. Then, before she could even realize it, his thick member finally cut itself in and slowly came further.

He trusted in several times until he felt like he could move somewhat freely and then shifted his eyes to Lorelai's face. She was barely breathing, struggling to hold back the tears from the pain and pressure caused by the man.

"Is––is it all in?"

The stranger arched his eyebrow in genuine bewilderment.

"Are you trying to insult me?" He asked with a mischievous smile. "There's still a long way to go."

And with that, he pushed his length to the root.