Kiss the Stranger

“Ha, ha, ah.”

I drew ragged breaths and wrapped my arms around his neck. I wanted to kiss him urgently, but my lips kept slipping on the excess saliva. I was so desperate I couldn’t help but sob. Kamar, perhaps frustrated, gripped a handful of the hair at the nape of my neck and thrust his lips against mine. Our teeth collided and his tongue pressed inside. I clung to him with all my strength, determined not to let him go. He pulled me down and rolled us until I was lying atop him. In that position, he began thrusting upward.
“Ugh, ughn, ugh.”
A moan escaped between my pinned lips. Each thrust of his penis inside me opened me wide in a way that left my insides bare. Kamar released his grip on my hair and held my hips instead. Shifting his angle, his shaft rubbed a sensitive spot deep within me. I gasped, the sound tearing out like a scream.

“J-just… there… yes…”
Unaware of my own words, I continued to moan. Instinctively, I braced my hands on his shoulders and lifted my torso. My hips tilted, causing it to rub against me more insistently. My slick coated his coarse pubic hair, and each time he ground into me, a wet, squelching sound followed.
Before I realized it, I had begun to move my hips on my own. Pushing my pelvis forward, his cock felt as though it was propping up my innards in one straight line. With each back-and-forth motion of my hips, his thick penis stirred me from within. My vision blurred. When I paused, a tight pull drew at my entrance. I arched my back, stretching myself as far as I could. Kamar’s hands tightened on my hips, drawing me down onto him.

“Ah, ahhk…”
I trembled with a strangled moan. When I came to my senses, I realized he had just come inside me. As soon as I registered it, Kamar suddenly lifted himself and collapsed back onto the bed, still connected. He fell on top of me.
“Ugh, huhh, ugh…”

Moans slipped past my lips. Kamar bent one of my thighs and pressed his body between my legs, pushing his penis back in. A trickle of semen that had escaped caught inside me again. The sweet scent that rose from within clouded my mind. With a wet smack, his body pressed in as though slotting his shaft between my lips. Beneath our joined skin, I could feel the thickness of his pubic hair.
“Ha.”
After one exhalation, Kamar began to move up and down. His coarse hair rubbed roughly against my soft flesh, and each stroke drew a little more of my wetness, letting it drip in beads down my thighs.
Not enough.

I muttered under the heat that felt as though my brain was burning. I wanted him to plunge deeper. I wanted him to fill me completely, filling every inch of me. Oh, please.

“Yohan.”
While thrusting, Kamar asked,

“Do you want more? Should I go deeper?”
I nodded eagerly.
“How deep?”

I wondered if he was teasing me. But I had no breath left to sulk or argue. I pressed my hand to my belly. Beneath the thin skin I could feel the full length of his shaft. Without thinking, I pressed down, and Kamar let out a deep groan before pulling out of me.
“Ah… why…”
A disappointed sigh escaped me. But Kamar didn’t answer. He turned me over, lying me face down, then wrapped his arms around my hips from behind.

“Yohan, this might hurt a bit.”
I wasn’t sure if his light tone was a warning or just casual speech. Before I could decide, he thrust into me from behind. My vision flickered white and a silent scream slipped out of my wide mouth.
Kamar froze, pressing into me as he caught his breath. One arm held my hips while his other hand pressed on my belly.

“It hurts…!”
A sharp whimper escaped me. His penis pressed into my stomach from inside while his large hand crushed down from above. My breath caught as though my stomach would be forced against my spine. Inside, I felt his cock swell. It was different from before. Fully engorged, it blocked me completely. At once the semen sloshing around inside stilled, and the sweet scent overwhelmed my consciousness.
No.

A primal instinct flashed through my mind. Panic and fear swallowed every ounce of my arousal.
“W-wait, Kamar, no!”

I screamed, struggling for breath as my vision flickered. I was determined to stop this.
“No, Kamar, please stop!”

Though I didn’t know what I was stopping, I kept shouting. I thrashed, trying to escape his hold, but he didn’t budge. I knew he was about to come. Pressed tightly against me, Kamar bit my shoulder then turned his lips to my ear. I had no idea what he intended, and that terrified me. I broke into tears, lost in pain and fear. Just as he was about to bite my earlobe, I screamed with all my strength,
“Don’t—please don’t…!”
In that moment the sweet scent washed over me again. My vision blurred and ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) the fear vanished. My body went limp, surrendering itself fully to Kamar. Through my haze I realized:

Kamar was trying to get me pregnant.
I became aware of the hand still pressing on my stomach. His penis, rising beneath it, rubbed me there without ever leaving my belly. Ah. It occurred to me that maybe it was over now.
Suddenly I felt nauseous. But with nothing in my stomach, I only heaved, making a pained sound mixed with my ragged breathing. As soon as I made that noise, Kamar seemed to come back to himself. He eased the pressure of his hand on my belly and then enfolded me in his arms.

“Yohan, are you okay?”
His startled voice came from behind. The foreign pressure that had filled my insides eased. Only then did I realize Kamar had regained his senses. The scent that had pinned me down faded, and I could breathe again. I gasped and went limp in his arms.
My belly still burned with heat. My core ached as though it cried out for him to continue. I trembled against Kamar’s chest.

“I’m… I’m okay, Kamar.”
I managed to say, then pressed a kiss to his cheek. He turned and kissed my lips in return. He began to move inside me again, this time slow and cautious. I spread my legs and sat astride him, gently rocking with each of his strokes.
“Ah, ahhn, ugh.”

Every thrust drew an involuntary sound from me. I felt my wetness and the remnants of his semen trickling out with each movement. The terror from before had vanished, replaced by pure pleasure.
I thought to tell him it was all right now, but he slipped his finger into his mouth and began to tease my tongue. My saliva dripped from the corner of my lips. I closed my eyes and surrendered completely to him. In my periphery I saw his heavy cock lifting the skin of my belly. Each time he moved, it raised my stomach before withdrawing and rising again. I rested my hand lightly on him, feeling him move beneath my palm as I kept my eyes closed. My breathing grew rapid and warmth pooled lower still. Just as I longed to touch him directly, Kamar whispered in my ear,
“Next time, may I use my mouth?”

My hips trembled. I exhaled a heated breath and answered,
“…Yes.”
His cock paused, still buried deep within me. I watched, dazed, as the heat coursed through me and his erection slowly softened. He withdrew and laid me back on the bed. Dawn broke outside, but we didn’t notice.