Chapter 62: Chapter 21

It was in the middle of the night.

Seijirou lay on the bed in the guest room, his messy ash blond hair catching the faint moonlight filtering through the curtains.

His hazel eyes stared at the ceiling, lost in thought, the quiet of the house amplifying every small creak.

Just then, soft knock echoed at the door.

Seijirou turned as it creaked open and Suzune stepped inside, her long blonde hair cascading perfectly down her back, her red eyes fixed on him with a flush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks.

She wore a white see-through nightgown that clung to her curves, the thin fabric revealing the black lace of her underwear beneath—bra and panties that hugged her body teasingly.

"Can we... talk?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, twisting her fingers together nervously.

Seijirou knew this wouldn’t just be talk.

A slow smile tugged at his lips as he sat up, patting the bed beside him. "Of course. Come sit."

She hesitated for a moment before perching on the edge of the mattress, her gaze dropping to his face.

As she shifted, something slipped from her hand and tumbled to the floor with a soft thud.

Seijirou’s eyes followed it—a small box of condoms, unopened and glaringly obvious in the dim light.

He raised his eyebrows, glancing up at her now-crimson face.

Suzune ducked her head, mortified. "My mom... she gave it to me."

A low chuckle rumbled from Seijirou’s chest as he reached out, his fingers gently lifting her chin so her teary red eyes met his hazel ones.

"Hey, it’s okay," he murmured, leaning in.

His lips brushed hers softly at first, a tentative kiss that sent a shiver through her.

The kiss deepened quickly, tongues sliding against each other as heat built between them.

Seijirou’s hands roamed her body, tracing the outline of her shoulders, down her arms, then slipping under the hem of her nightgown to caress her thighs.

She gasped into his mouth, her inexperience making every touch electric.

He pulled back just enough to tug the nightgown over her head, discarding it to the floor.

Her black bra and panties were all that remained, but not for long.

With deliberate slowness, he unclasped her bra, letting her full breasts spill free—pale skin flushed pink, nipples already hardening in the cool air.

Suzune’s arms instinctively crossed over her chest, but Seijirou gently pried them away, his gaze drinking her in.

"You’re beautiful," he whispered, hooking his fingers into her panties and sliding them down her legs.

She lifted her hips to help, now completely naked before him for the first time.

Her body trembled, a mix of nerves and anticipation, her virgin pussy exposed—smooth folds glistening slightly with arousal she didn’t fully understand yet.

Seijirou knew she was inexperienced, so he wanted to make this right for her. He doesn’t want to traumatized her with intense sex where she might develop some aversion to it in the future.

He guided her to lie back on the pillows, his body hovering over hers as he kissed her neck, trailing down to her collarbone.

His mouth found one nipple, sucking gently at first, then harder, his tongue flicking over the sensitive peak.

Suzune arched beneath him, a soft moan escaping her lips as his hand cupped her other breast, pinching the nipple between his fingers and rolling it until she whimpered.

"Does that feel good?" he asked, voice husky, lifting his head to watch her face.

"Y-yes," she breathed, her red eyes wide and hazy.

He smiled, kissing lower, across her stomach, until his lips reached the inside of her thighs.

Spreading her legs wider, he licked along her inner thigh, teasing closer to her core.

Suzune’s breath hitched as his tongue finally parted her pussy lips, lapping at her clit with slow, deliberate strokes.

She tasted sweet and fresh, her hips bucking involuntarily as he sucked on the swollen nub, one finger circling her entrance without pushing in yet.

"Seijirou... oh god," she gasped, her hands fisting the sheets.

He added a finger, sliding it into her tight heat slowly, feeling her walls clench around him.

She was so wet and so responsive that Seijirou feels like her body was already trained to respond like this.

He pumped his finger in and out, curling it to brush that spot inside her that made her cry out.

His mouth returned to her clit, sucking and licking until her body tensed, her first orgasm crashing over her in waves.

She came with a shuddering moan, her pussy pulsing around his finger, juices coating his hand.

As she caught her breath, Seijirou kissed his way back up, shedding his own clothes as his cock sprang free, hard and thick, the tip already leaking pre-cum.

Suzune’s eyes widened at the sight, a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

"Your turn to learn," he said, guiding her hand to wrap around his shaft.

She stroked tentatively, her touch light and exploratory.

He showed her how, his hand over hers, pumping slowly, then, he positioned her on her knees between his legs. "Open your mouth, just like this."

She leaned in, her lips parting to take the head of his cock into her warm mouth.

Seijirou groaned, threading his fingers through her long blonde hair. "Use your tongue... yeah, swirl it around. Suck it gently."

Suzune followed his instructions, bobbing her head as she took more of him in, her red eyes looking up at him for approval.

Saliva dripped down his length as she sucked, her hand stroking what she couldn’t fit.

The sight of her—innocent yet eager—pushed him close to the edge.

"I’m gonna cum," he warned, but she didn’t pull away.

His hips thrust shallowly, and with a grunt, he spilled into her mouth, hot spurts coating her tongue.

She swallowed instinctively, some dribbling from the corner of her lips as she pulled back, coughing lightly but smiling shyly.

Seijirou’s cock twitched, still hard and ready.

He wasn’t done teaching her. Reaching for the box of condoms on the floor, he tore one open.

"Watch," he said, but then grinned. "Actually, you do it. With your mouth."

Her cheeks burned, but she nodded, taking the condom from him. Kneeling again, she placed it between her lips, leaning down to his throbbing cock.

The latex unrolled over his length as her mouth slid down, her tongue pressing it into place.

It was messy, erotic as hell—her breath hot against his skin, her eyes locked on his the whole time.

"Fuck, that’s sexy," Seijirou growled, his control fraying.

He couldn’t wait any longer. Pulling her up, he positioned her on her back, settling between her spread thighs.

The condom gleamed on his cock as he rubbed the tip against her slick pussy, coating himself in her wetness.

"This might hurt a little at first," he murmured, kissing her deeply. "But I’ll go slow. Tell me if you need to stop."

Suzune nodded, wrapping her legs around his waist as be pushed in gradually, the head breaching her tight entrance.

She winced, nails digging into his shoulders as he stretched her virgin walls. Inch by inch, he sank deeper, pausing when he felt her barrier give way with a sharp gasp from her.

"Breathe," he soothed, holding still until she relaxed.

Then he began to move, shallow thrusts that built into a steady rhythm. Her pussy gripped him like a vice, hot and velvety, every slide sending sparks through them both.

"Oh... Seijirou, I feel... so full," she moaned, her hips starting to rock with his.

He picked up pace, fucking her deeper, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust.

One hand pinned her wrists above her head, the other teasing her clit in circles.

Suzune’s moans grew louder, her body arching as pleasure overtook the initial discomfort.

"You’re taking me so well," he praised, pounding harder.

Sweat slicked their skin, the room filling with the wet sounds of their joining and her breathless cries.

She came again first, her pussy clenching rhythmically around his cock, milking him as she screamed his name.

The sensation tipped him over, and Seijirou thrust deep one last time, groaning as he filled the condom with his release, pulsing inside her.

They collapsed together, panting, his body covering hers protectively.

He kissed her forehead, pulling out carefully and disposing of the condom. "You okay?"

Suzune smiled, teary-eyed but content, curling into his side. "More than okay. That was... incredible."

But the night was far from over.

As their breathing steadied, Seijirou’s hand trailed down her side, fingers brushing the curve of her hip.

He felt her shiver, not from cold, but from the lingering sparks of arousal. Her red eyes met his, a spark of boldness igniting in them now that the first hurdle was crossed.

"Teach me more," she whispered, her voice husky with newfound desire.

She shifted, pressing her naked body against his, her breasts flattening against his chest as she kissed him fiercely.

Seijirou grinned, rolling them so she straddled his waist.

His cock, already stirring back to life, pressed against her thigh. "Alright, let’s try something where you’re in control. Climb on top."

Suzune bit her lip, hesitating only a second before reaching for another condom from the box.

This time, her hands were steadier as she tore it open, rolling it down his hardening length with her fingers, learning from the earlier lesson.

She positioned herself above him, knees on either side of his hips, her dripping pussy hovering over his sheathed cock.

"Just lower yourself slowly," he instructed, hands on her waist to guide her.

She did, gasping as the head nudged her entrance, then sank down inch by inch.

This time, there was no pain—only fullness, her walls stretching around him eagerly as she bottomed out with a moan, her clit grinding against his pubic bone.

"Move like this," Seijirou said, bucking his hips up gently to show her.

Suzune experimented, rocking forward and back, then lifting and dropping, finding a rhythm that made her breasts bounce with each motion.

Her long blonde hair swayed as she rode him, hands braced on his chest for leverage.

He watched her, mesmerized, one hand sliding up to pinch her nipple, twisting it until she whimpered and sped up. "Faster, Suzune."

She obeyed, slamming down onto his cock, the slap of skin echoing in the room.

Her pussy juices soaked the base of his shaft, making every thrust slick and deep. Seijirou sat up, capturing a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard as she ground against him.

The new angle hit her g-spot perfectly, and she cried out, her pace faltering as orgasm built.

"Don’t stop," he growled, thrusting up to meet her, his hands gripping her ass to pull her down harder.

Suzune shattered, her pussy spasming around him, walls fluttering as she came with a keening wail.

The tightness dragged him over the edge too, his cock throbbing as he pumped cum into the condom, holding her flush against him.

She slumped forward, forehead on his shoulder, both of them slick with sweat. But Seijirou wasn’t satisfied yet.

After catching their breath, he flipped her onto her hands and knees, her ass presented to him invitingly.

"One more position," he said, voice rough. "This one’s from behind."

Suzune nodded, arching her back as he knelt behind her.

He slapped her ass lightly, watching it jiggle, then spread her cheeks to expose her soaked pussy.

Grabbing a fresh condom, he rolled it on quickly before lining up and thrusting in with one smooth stroke.

She was looser now, but still tight enough to make him groan.

"Hold on," he warned, gripping her hips and pounding into her relentlessly.

His balls smacked against her clit with every brutal thrust, the force pushing her forward on the bed.

Suzune moaned loudly, pushing back to meet him, her fingers clawing the sheets.

Seijirou reached around, fingers finding her clit and rubbing fast circles.

"You like getting fucked like this?" he asked, voice strained.

"Yes! Harder!" she begged, surprising herself with the demand.

He obliged, slamming deeper, his free hand tangling in her hair to pull her head back, arching her spine.

The dominance sent her spiraling, her third orgasm ripping through her, pussy clenching so hard it nearly pushed him out.

He followed seconds later, burying himself to the hilt and roaring as he came, filling another condom.

They collapsed in a heap, utterly spent, limbs tangled as the first hints of dawn crept in.

As the moonlight faded, they lay entwined, the night stretching on with promises of more lessons to come—though for now, exhaustion claimed them both.