7 Virgin Blood
Perih Nan Sweet

I gasped faintly as the mighty man's sturdy hand gripped firmly next to my chest. It struck me and my head fell into the softness of the pillow while it buried its fangs into the nape of my neck and sucked me hard.

A flash of sharp pain aroused my passion wildly. I felt the outpouring of desire so burning inside me. Instinctively, my hips jolted in bed, my passion was growing, hot, tempestuous. I thought I could die from that pleasure, which burned me so much.

Not stopping from the nape of my neck, and my body was still twitching, Ak Jaka added the pleasure by spitting his fingers into the intimate part of my body, and I again gasped. He touched me, wrapped me in that part.

"Ak," stingy. I felt my hands clenched into the sheets. I opened my mouth to plead with him that I could not bear my body's natural reaction to his sensual attack, but could not, my mouth made no sound. Then, it touched me more definitely, shifted two fingers on the surface then glided in the moisture, stroking and cradling it so that it made me tremble. Carefully he tortured me. Until I took a sharp breath, like a whisper in the darkness of the night while my eyes were closed.

Again and again, sweet and perfect. He pulled that part back. And as I felt, I knew, we were both lost in that pleasure. This feeling is scary, but also exhilarating. Terribly. Until finally, the touch ripped me apart like a tidal wave, snatched me from the sanity milestone and swung me to the stars, throwing me deep into the warm waves of happiness.

"For God's sake, your race makes me crazy," Ak Jaka muttered so much as to release those sharp fangs from my neck, then observed for a moment the sincerity of my chest before finally devouring that part greedily, making me wonder* because of that wonderful sensation of pleasure, which he channeled into me. "Oh my God...!" he was surprised, and impatiently, he slipped down on my body, urging my legs to open for him.

I whimper. "Oh my God, Ak, I'm not going to stand it."

"Ssh..," he whispered, his mouth pressed against the curve of my stomach. "Let me feel you. Okay well? Relax...."

Hm... Ak Jaka placed his warm palm on my thigh, making the interval of the passage open wide. Then, gently, he relaxes me with his tongue, first biting the delicate, delicate part, enjoying the sweetness for himself, as well as for me. To make me feel so good to be fondly made with love. By someone who loves me.

Outside, the rain had subsided, making the space around us feel quiet except for the slow clockwork beat on the wall, to make the village* our breath was so clearly heard, and I was a little worried that the voices we made in this bridal room were coming out the door. But how else? Neither I nor Ak Jaka could resist. Moreover, I want to squeal, shrill his name when Ak Jaka lightly greets his tongue at *********** my body. He's so crazy. I couldn't control myself until finally, my eyes were open. "Oh! Holy hooch! Akh!" the subtle screech of giving up was stuck in my throat. I felt my breathing go faster.

And, when Ak Jaka also realized that, he raised his head then quickly positioned himself, slipping inside me, a part of him - - entered into me to the limit that prevented him from setting perfectly.

Feeling something - - which first entered my body, immediately my hand jerked and re-gripped the sheets. I realized at that moment I was so eager, so passionate and eager, but also afraid: worried that I might not be able to bear the pain of something that would soon be taken away from me. That virginity: the precious crown of my life as a woman.

"I must feel you when I reach the first peak. I want to," said Ak Jaka while aligning myself with me, overlapping me with all his body weight. Pressing me on the bottom, which made me gasp. Confused between my self-anticipation and helplessness to prevent the explosion inside me that I could not stop. Which I think will happen soon. Ak jaka growled. "That beat," he said, his voice raucous and deep, "I want to share that pleasure. Spill, Wulan. Now." Now." He began to move in the doorway of that virginity.

"Yes. I'm...."

I could not continue my words, for at the same time I felt that vibration, deep in my stomach. As I clutched the sheets, I would explode. "Oh, God...!" I screamed, my eyes wide open. Right at that moment Ak Jaka's gaze locked on me, his eyes darkened by desire. Desiringly. "Oh, God! Uh! I... I can't stand it!"

"Take it off, honey."

I shook my head, trying to hold back. Close my eyes tight. But it can't. L'm...

"Akh...!"

Oh my god, how wonderful this is. And Ak Jaka managed to get his wish, feeling the first overflow of that peak of pleasure strongly overflow in him, in me.

Just then, my body became stiff, my sensual hips lifted completely from the bed, my mouth opening in a voiceless scream. Unable to hold on, Ak Jaka lifted himself above me and crushed me with all his weight. Gently, he hugged me until the tremors that were overpowering me slowly subsided.

"How does it feel?" ak Jaka asked in a whisper.

And I answered him with a smile and my face flushed red. "You know without asking" I said.

"Yes," he said. "And now it's time for a slightly painful round. I want it now, you're ready, right?"

I'm nodding. "It's your right, Ak. I'm ready to be born inner." Although I'm actually afraid of the pain. But I have to show him that I'm ready to give him that right.

"Thank you, dear." He smiled, and started slowly....

To make me feel overwhelmed.

Yeah, just to make me fall asleep. Because in the end....

"Ow...!"

It hurts so much, God....

I grimaced in pain. Crying felt the pain of the wound under my body after that terrible effort, which was long enough for Ak Jaka to be able to tear my anxiety. Makes me besides feeling pain and soreness, also feel a very sharp pain. Meanwhile, on top of me, Ak Jaka's eyes were tightly closed, the veins on his neck were poking and slippery with sweat as his head seemed to be thrown backwards, and he danced strong.

"Oh my God, honey. It has worked" whispered Ak Jaka, his voice raucous and weak, yet rich with awe. And just like me, he was trembling with effort that seemed to be overreaching. She's relieved. "Successfully..," he murmured once more. Then he realized that I was frozen. Stiff. "Hey, honey, are you.. Is it okay?"

My eyes blinked, clear circles continued to flow in the corner of the eye. Withstand.

"Darling, what's the pain? I mean.. does it hurt?"

More than I can say, I. Really, the pain is incredible....