Wandering Through – Vol. 1 Chapter 13 – Simple, First Night 🔞

Author: Nikss

“Hmph…!”

A half-ripped collar, and her skirt flipped up to her lower belly.

Everything underneath was being torn off by Leegwang’s hands. There was no time to remove the rest, his patience was already at its limit.

He stared wide-eyed at Yi’er’s lower slit, which was barely holding three of his fingers, the feel of the fleshy walls clamping down on his fingers almost driving him insane.

‘I couldn’t wait to get my shaft inside her.’

Finally, after a few more thrusts, he withdrew his finger and rubbed his fleshy length over her tightly closed lower slit.

That alone was enough to make him giddy.

The body beneath him winced as his rock-hard member poked into her, each thrust making her squirm.

Without taking his eyes off of Yiseo, who was blinking dazedly, drunk on the flood of memories, he slammed his own into her tight opening.

“Aaah, ah, argh!”

I barely buried the tip, but a scream escaped her gaping mouth.

A steady stream of tears poured from her wide eyes. Her thighs tried to push him away, but his hand gripping her pelvis didn’t budge.

No, he pulled her down, pinning her beneath him.

Before she could think, her body moved first, instinctively pushing his member into the narrow opening that was barely there.

At this first intrusion, she squeezed his until it hurt underneath with pain.

As if to say no more, I pressed my flesh against the tightening wall of flesh to make way.

When his cock was finally more than half swallowed inside her, he groped her lower belly and muttered in a ragged voice.

“I’m going to have to do this a lot, yeah, a lot.”

He leaned down and sucked on her wet cheeks, his slow panting and mumbling making it obvious that he was out of his mind.

The small, skinny body was completely buried by him.

Except for her legs, which were sprawled helplessly on the floor.

“You can’t even spread your legs wide enough for me to get inside….”

Barely able to breathe, she was forced to accept the heavy lump of flesh pressing down on her.

Then he peeled off the clothes she was wearing.

In a frenzy that left me speechless, he tore off the cloth over her body and buried his nose in the flesh beneath.

His mouth watered at the faint scent of paper and food on her flesh.

He tasted her skin on his tongue and chewed it with his teeth, unable to find a reason to hold back.

With each nibble, the fleshy wall that swallowed him twitched.

“Open wider, hmm, so you can swallow more.”

“Ah, ah…!”

Yiseo’s body shook frantically under the rough thrusts, and she struggled to open her mouth, gasping for air, but her lips, parted as if to mock her efforts, were swallowed in one fell swoop.

“Ugh, uhh!”

The eyes glared at her, the tongue plunged deep into her throat, threatening to violate it.

Her breathing was erratic, her mind foggy. Her whole body instinctively tensed and clenched.

Even her insides, which were burning furiously.

“…!”

Against the instantly tightening walls of her flesh, he plunged as far as he could inside her, and then he came.

It was the first load.

After pouring all of his juice inside her, he held her quivering body and gently mixed their tongues.

He licked her lips, bruised from where he’d chewed them, and kissed her wet cheeks, but only lightly.

Even after all this, tears continued to fall from her eyes.

And he couldn’t understand. The memories must have returned.

‘You love me anyway, no matter what I do.’

“Did it hurt that much?”

Instead of answering, she closed her eyes. If it had hurt, it wouldn’t have been the end of the story, but her silence bothered him.

“…How far back do you remember?”

“You carried me. The path was rough. You were carrying me.”

After muttering something dazedly, she covered her face with both hands and shuddered. As if she were sobbing.

“You picked me up because you didn’t want my feet to get wet. You carried me because you liked me, because you loved how….”

He laughed at the way she mumbled, repeatedly, that he liked her.

Then yes. He pushed her hands away from her face. He grabbed her wrists and pressed them to the floor.

A wet face was revealed.

The lips he’d sucked in that brief moment were wet again.

Unable to use both hands to hold her wrists, I leaned down and licked them with my tongue.

Now that our lips were touching, it wasn’t enough.

It was only a matter of moments before his tongue, which had been licking her lower lip, was inside her mouth.

The flesh that hadn’t been withdrawn from her after he’d climaxed filled her once more.

“Hmph, uhh…, ahhh, ugh, mmm.”

Hearing her moans mixed with sobs, he slowly pulled his length all the way out and back in again, her lower slit clenching tightly around him with each thrust, spitting out a thin stream of white fluid.

The liquid that ran down her buttocks soaked the quilt on the floor.

With a handful more patience than he’d had the first time, when he’d been thrashing around frantically, he held her and slowly watched the juices trickle out of her.

I went a little deeper than the first time. How many more times would it take before her tight little hole swallowed all of me?

If tonight wasn’t enough, we’d do it in the morning, then the day, then the night.

He smirked as he gave a slow thrust of his hips.

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Suddenly, she thought she heard a baby cry.

Yiseo looked down at her stomach, dumbfounded.

Her flat stomach was spattered with a thick layer of juices, which had pooled in her navel from the weight of the hands on her hips and dripped down the sides of her belly and onto her chest.

“Baby…”

She mumbles as she gropes over her stomach. Her hands were slimy, but she didn’t care.

‘There was a baby here.’

At that moment, my breath caught in my throat and my flat stomach bulged.

Gasping, Yiseo stammered and fumbled to trace the bulge.

“The baby. My baby.”

There was a low chuckle. I looked up and locked eyes with a naked man. It was my former husband.

Yiseo asked impatiently, “My baby, it was here…”

“Did you remember that far already?”

He made an incredulous sound and pressed his large hand over her lower belly.

When she pushed his hand away in annoyance at the sensation of the flesh pressing against her belly, he whispered in her ear,

“With my manhood all the way inside you, were you thinking about the baby?”

Plop, her hips slammed into his thighs, and she sucked in a breath as he slammed into her bottom again and again, swallowing all of him.

“Hmph!”

The lump of flesh embedded beneath her felt like it was going to empty into every inch down there.

Yiseo barely managed to keep her feet on the ground as her body swayed wildly, but she couldn’t help but choke on a rising wave of nausea.

“Have you finished already?”

His eyes licked over the flesh of her lower belly, which rose with every inch of him inside her.

Her whole body was wet with his juices, dripping down with every rocking motion and soaking the sheets.

“It’s a strange thing, to have my prick down and your morning sickness up.”

He wasted no time in wiping the liquid down her breasts, spreading it over her breasts again, as if they were dripping with milk. He leaned down and sucked her breast.

Not only that, but he didn’t know how long he’d been rolling them around in his mouth before Yiseo’s hand brushed against his head. She stroked his hair, gently.

It was an affectionate touch, and with just that one gesture, he shot his load almost instantly.

“Hah.”

Leegwang spat out her nipple with a wry smile.

When he straightened up, he could see her pale face. Thinking she had finally stopped crying, he smiled absentmindedly and reached out to touch her cheek.

Slap!

Yiseo swatted his hand away.

She shuddered and muttered, “I remembered everything, all of it.”

A trickle of slimy fluid streamed down from her lower slit, which had just been plugged by his shaft.

But she didn’t care, and braced herself against the wall. As if trying to get as far away from him as possible.

“…Why would you run away if you remembered?”

The words, spoken to her in a voice she didn’t really understand, sent a shiver down her spine.

This was not the man she knew, not the man she remembered, not the king who had married her and promised her a future.

“You promised.”

He reached for her, crouching against the wall. Tugging on her thin ankle, he pulled her squirming body back beneath him.

“That you’d love me no matter what I did.”

She didn’t remember making such a promise—they’d merely promised a bond that life hadn’t allowed them to fulfill.