Chapter 79

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Translator: Harry Potta
Chapter: 79
Chapter Title: Overwhelmed
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Aileen stopped crying and asked back, her face aghast.
“Three times…?”

She hastily retraced her memories. Back then, she had asked how other people had intercourse. She had asked if they did it two or three times, but Cesare had never given her a clear answer.

And now he was calling it a promise. For Aileen, who was already struggling and panting from exhaustion, his words struck her like a bolt from the blue. But she couldn't press him for the truth.

As if to correct her slightly crooked posture, Cesare shifted her body. The sensation of him lightly striking her depths made Aileen immediately curl up, groaning.

“Hnngh, I don’t want it like this. On the bed, hngh!”

“Do you think you can make it to the bed?”

Cesare immediately pointed out the problem with her statement. The moment he took a step, her insides were mercilessly crushed by his sex once more. Aileen let out a sharp gasp and hurriedly changed her words.

“Just… somewhere close, hngh, let’s do it there, hnnng…”

Anywhere would be fine, as long as she could sit her bottom down. Cesare readily complied, shifting his steps. Aileen squeezed her eyes shut, enduring the sensation of her deepest point being relentlessly tormented with every move he made.

It was a truly strange feeling. At first, a dull ache rose with a faint sense of discomfort. The pressure on her sensitive cervix was so startlingly painful.

But soon after, a bizarre pleasure followed. It wasn't the kind of pleasure that made her see stars and cry out from the start. But it accumulated, stubbornly and steadily, without end.

As the head of his cock continued to rub languidly against her depths, the pleasure blooming in her belly made her entire lower body tense, and fine tremors ran through the inside of her. Her sex throbbed like a heartbeat, tightening and releasing around the cock inside her.

‘This is so strange.’

She felt she couldn't be tormented any more than this. Her body might truly break.

‘Just a little longer, if I just endure a little longer…’

Aileen bore the encroaching sensations with all her might. She endured it so hard her mouth watered. The small, cozy brick house felt exceptionally large today.

At last, Cesare finally stopped walking. He had chosen the sofa in the living room. Just as she was thinking he would lay her down on it, feeling a sense of relief, Cesare sat down on the sofa with Aileen still in his arms.

“Hiek…!”

His thick cock struck her cervix squarely, which it had only been rubbing against until now. A shrill moan escaped her as her head snapped back. A tingling sensation washed over her like a wave. The unending feeling made Aileen tremble, and she clung tightly to Cesare.

“Th-this feels strange…”

It was a different kind of pleasure from what she had known. It was so strange she couldn't bear it. It felt like trying to suppress a tickle.

A large hand stroked down her trembling back. Cesare kneaded her heaving breasts, gently scraping her nipples.

“I haven’t even done anything yet.”

He kissed the tearful Aileen deeply. He soothed her, stroking the roof of her mouth with his tongue.

“We’re supposed to feel good together.”

Cesare gripped her waist with both hands. Just as she sensed danger, he lifted her body up and then brought it down. His hard, hot cock slid out, only to plunge back into her in a single breath, burying itself all the way to her cervix.

Her vision went black for a moment. Before Aileen, who had barely regained her senses, could even let out a moan, his cock began to pound her insides mercilessly. His thick shaft spread her walls, filling her belly completely before pulling out again and again.

The pleasure that had been subtly tormenting her grew at an uncontrollable speed. Aileen trembled all over, pleading urgently.

“Hnngh, ugh, heuk, no, there, stop…”

Her tongue was so twisted she couldn't even form the words properly. Cesare let out a ragged breath. He whispered, a faint, breathy laugh mixed with his moans.

“You don’t like it? Hah, you wanted to make your husband feel good, kgh.”

He stopped mid-sentence, his brow furrowing sharply. It was because Aileen had squirmed, causing her to be pierced at the wrong angle and clench her sex tight.

“Haeuk…!”

Veins popped on the back of Cesare’s hands. He licked his lips, then gripped Aileen’s waist hard enough to leave marks and thrust his hips upward.

Aileen’s hair fluttered, and her breasts bounced and swayed wildly with the rough movements. Her chest flushed crimson as she pleaded frantically while he rammed deep inside her.

“Hiek, Lord Cesare, I-I’m sorry, stop, ngt, heuk, stooop…”

Aileen herself didn’t know what she was sorry for. She was simply terrified by the overwhelming pleasure and blurted out the first words that came to mind. But the one who had always been so magnanimous seemed to have no intention of forgiving her this time.

He began to thrust shorter and faster. The sound of water sloshed loudly from their junction, slick with sweat and her fluids.

A strong urge to urinate emanated from her erect clitoris, as if she might have an accident at any moment, but Aileen was too far gone to notice. She was too busy being swept away by the sensation that made her entire belly ring.

“Hi, hiik, n-no, r-really, no, haak!”

Aileen screamed and her body went rigid. The moment she let out a final, hitched breath, an unbelievably intense pleasure pierced through her. Aileen’s eyes flew wide open, and she froze.

“Ah, ah, ahhh…”

Dazed moans fell from her lips. But she didn't even know she was moaning. An ecstasy that felt like pain kneaded her brain. Goosebumps erupted all over her body, and animalistic moans escaped her throat one after another.

From her sex, which had been dripping for some time, her fluids gushed out. Following that, a liquid burst from the urethral opening of her small clitoris, soaking her and Cesare’s lower bodies, and drenching the sofa.

But Cesare didn't stop. He thrust his cock as he pleased into her now wide-open passage. Thoroughly soaked and no longer tight, he slid in and out smoothly, plunging deep inside and pounding with the head of his cock.

From her sex that had just gushed, a clear liquid trickled out weakly again. Aileen trembled, crying. Tears fell in thick drops when she squeezed her eyes shut.

She was probably making a foolish face. But she couldn't move a single finger of her own will. She was simply flailing in a pleasure that felt like death.

Fluid burst from below her several times with each of his thrusts. Her body must have truly broken. Aileen cried and pleaded with Cesare.

“St-stop, I keep, I keep coming…”

She felt fluid leak from below again. Aileen burst into tears and sobbed to him.

“Please, just cum… haaht, I’m sorry, quickly, please…”

Cesare kissed her deeply. He thrust his tongue into her mouth as he ground the head of his cock against her insides. Pressing his cock against her as if to part her cervix, he finally began to ejaculate.

“Haaaeu…!”

Aileen’s body bucked violently. The moment the thick liquid poured onto her tender flesh, she climaxed again. As his semen coated her cervix, Aileen also soaked Cesare’s groin.

While her broken body lost control and kept leaking, Cesare ejaculated for a long time. The semen, released several times, pooled inside her.

“Hah, ha…”

He panted raggedly, slowly rocking his hips. As if savoring the afterglow, he leisurely rubbed his cock against her walls, spreading the semen he had just released. Aileen, who had been trembling until then, finally went limp on top of Cesare’s body.

As her consciousness, which had been obliterated by her climax, began to return, she belatedly became aware of her state. The moment she saw the fluid she had sprayed everywhere, the tears she had just managed to stop began to well up again.

She had made a mess on their wedding night too, but she had fainted right after and had no memory of it. When she woke up, her body had already been cleaned.

But seeing the mess she had made with her own eyes while fully conscious just made her want to cry. Aileen huddled, trying to hide her intermittently trembling limbs, but couldn't hold back a sudden surge of resentment and muttered.

“You’re so mean…”

“Why?”

His eyes flushed a rosy hue from the lingering effects of his climax, Cesare whispered mischievously.

“I thought I was being rather gentle.”