Fleurs qui fleurissent dans le marais - Chapitre 0

ATTENTION: Extremely Intense NSFW

My vision is a blur, as if in any moment, I will collapse.

It was because of the man’s violent strength as he thrusted upwards at my lower body, holding my waist and shoulder as he stood behind me. It had been a long time since my dress had fallen to the floor like the slough of a snake. The jet-black boots of the man were cold and unforgiving as it trampled over my dress.

Because it was as if it signified my ruined purity.

“Ahhhhhuh, uhhuh…….!

Unrefined sounds come out of my lips that I have opened after biting it with force. Even if I wanted to shut it, I couldn’t withstand it at all if the burly and robust penis, like the man’s build itself, continued to ram inside of me.

The manhood that was moving my waist became more intense as if it became more excited at the suppressed moans that poured out of my lips.

"En quelque sorte, you’re holding onto me better than last night.”

"Pouah, ah, ahng!"

“Are you ravenous this much because you’ve been empty for the entire morning?"

Though the man’s low voice emitted a chuckle that stimulated my hearing senses, I had no strength left to listen attentively to it.

I raised my head over the vanity that I barely held onto.

On the spotless, transparent mirror, the chest of the man who was behind me, et moi, whose round breasts were jiggling, pourrait etre vu. His face couldn’t be seen as he, with his height of a hundred and ninety, was too tall. pourtant, it seemed that I also knew what kind of expression he was making.

“It’s too, fort, slower……. Uuhhgh!"

“Strong, vous dites. While devouring my dick so well like this.”

I frowned at the blunt tone coming from the man who chuckled. He stroked my thigh with his large hand, but then he suddenly raised my leg to place it on the vanity. He then embraced my lower abdomen and drew me backwards.

Pour cette raison, en réalité, his genitals, which filled the insides of my vagina to the fullest, went deeper to the point it was against my womb.

“Rozen, you have to look at the mirror.”

"Pouah, ah!"

I didn’t know how in the world I would look at the mirror while my body moved fiercely. My sight wobbled, and my mind was a jumbled mess. En attendant, the pleasure I was addicted to because of this man, permeated over and over again.

Cogner, cogner, cogner.

The vanity shook as if it would fall apart from our coupling. néanmoins, seeing the fact that he had not one bit of hesitation in him, it seemed that I was the only one who was frightened with the thought of the noise being heard outside.

"Hein, I guess I’ve gone mad.”

“Hnnnng, uhng, ahh……”

“Why do you keep taking it well like this, Hmm?"

He spread apart my buttocks, and stimulated me around my perineum. It was my weak spot that I discovered last night. I even kept doing all my best to try and hide it, but he persistently meddled with that part only, perhaps becoming aware of it upon hearing my moans.

I bent down my upper body over the vanity and shook my head.

"Pouah, Je ne, stop……..”

“You must’ve known that as well, droite? The truth that the person I wanted to put the wedding dress on, keugh, was you.”

The truth that I constantly wanted to turn a blind eye to.

The truth that I, d'une manière ou d'une autre, wanted to refuse, even if it was for my mother who would be happily preparing for the ceremony in the waiting room, which was beside this room right now.

“Bite my dick more tightly. De cette façon, I’ll be letting out a lot of my seeds in you.”

"Ahhh, car, c'est trop grand, uhng……!"

Bark, who chuckled at my captivating complaints, buries his face on my shoulder, and keeps biting it really hard that my skin grew goosebumps. His tenacious, yet wicked character that iss indeed enough to call him the ‘Emperor’s Iron Mace’, never disappears, even during sex. A shiver went down my spine at the sensation of my skin, where hollow teeth marks were formed, being licked.

How did something like this happen?

I didn’t even have time to try and ponder deeply about it. À l'heure actuelle, I was only hoping that this sexual affair would end a little more quickly. Car, très bientôt, I’m expecting an attendant to come to convey the news that I would be the most afraid of.

“Try squeezing your breast.”

“Uhhhhgh……..”

"Rapidement. Are you being like this because you want me to suck it again?"

La nuit dernière, upon finishing our sexual affair, this man bit my breasts and didn’t let me go. Comme preuve de cela, my breasts were intensely jiggling with red marks reflected in the mirror. Heureusement, those parts were covered by clothes, if they weren’t……..

pourtant, this so-called situation right now wasn’t something to be relieved about. My nipples had swelled so that it became the size of fingernails, and they were painful when they were stroked by cloth alone, but if they go through more torment than this, I will be bothered by it all throughout the day.

It was my job to not make a long face on a good day like today.

Finalement, I had no choice but to raise my trembling hand and grope my breast. The man’s sinister smile deepens as soon as I cup it so that the mound bulges out nicely and thick as he wishes.

“Rub your nipple.”

“Huhh, Je ne, want to……….”

At his explicit urging, refusal flew out of my mouth without having the time to stop it. Puis il, who kept hammering into me to the point that he was crushing my buttocks roughly, s'est soudainement arrêté.

The sound of his tongue clicking grazed my ear, puis finalement, the man hugged my body lightly, turning me around. Kalion ne pouvait pas l'entendre correctement, my legs were spread out in a position of being perched on the vanity, my sticky and overflowing crotch exposed.

de plus, his face has finally filled my eyes properly.

Straight, dark brows, sharp shaped eyes like those of wolves, firm lips with a sharp nose that looked smooth. Instead of curves that naturally gave off a gentle feeling, his face had more stiff lines, showing the man’s cold temperament.

He was soaked in sweat, perhaps because he had been passionately ramming into me since earlier. Deep desire flickered within those brilliant blue eyes.

While the man’s face fills my eyes, his blunt manhood that he has taken out for a moment, is brushing against my opening, et en un clin d'œil, it hammers inside until it sat at the edge of her vagina.

The black hair that he neatly styled was never disheveled, even when he was thrusting into me intensely. It had already been a long time since my nipple that sharply stood was sucked into his mouth, when his head was suddenly buried on my chest.

"Ça fait mal, ah, uhng!"

“Whining while you keep spilling my semen like this.”

He kept ramming his manhood, that was about the size of a child’s forearm, through my entrance while holding my thigh firmly. Ahhh, vraiment, I think I’m going to die. They said that there was barely any difference between pain and pleasure, but I had deeply realized those strange remarks at every moment and instance that my body crashed with this man.

His tongue harasses my nipples as though he was sucking something sweet. I leaned my back against the mirror, letting out short breaths. The mirror was too cold, and this man was too warm. As I am trapped between these two extremes, my confusion becomes more severe as time goes by.

The man’s thick penis that was situated among his black forest didn’t show any signs of shrinking, even if he pounded into me over and over again. He never easily became exhausted, even with sex that was equivalent to physical labour.

Even his physical condition…….. Which I didn’t really want to know about, but knew all too well.

His solid testicles strikes against my thighs that were spread widely and causes red marks. From the shoulder to the inside of my thigh. The evidence of lust that the man had left imprinted at places, where the eyes of other people would not reach, were as clear as an illustration.

Frappe, frappe.

Soudainement, a knock came from the door. I clutched at his shoulder, surpris, while the man made a small laugh, as though he liked that I was clinging onto him.

"Ahh, quelle, should we do, uhg, somebody has, ah!"

“I won’t open it.”

"Arrêt, stop now……..”

The unexpected visitor will clearly be an attendant. If he and I end up discovered by the attendant doing this, today’s wedding ceremony would end in a disaster before it even begins. Non, avant ça, the attendant would probably be caught by Bark’s rough hands, and their neck would probably be cut and fly away.

“Kiss me.”

He suddenly pressed his face closer to me, teasing my waist nonchalantly, as though he wasn’t being impatient. I had no choice but to open my mouth against my will and stick out my tongue to end this affair as soon as possible.

As our two damp tongues became entangled with one another, he held my legs, straightening it. It was an action that he always did just before he went on a spurt.

"Ahhh, ah!"

The more his thrusts in me became powerful, the more liquid flowed down to the vanity. His genital that was piercing between my legs was in a mess since it was completely drenched with froth meshed into one.

I had no choice but to hang onto his arms like a doll and feel very electrified. My mind flicked white in a daze. Plunge — he grabbed my buttocks and finally hammered strongly into me. He grazed the part where I felt most of all things as I reached my peak that made me dizzy and stunned as my body trembled.

“Uhhh, whew……..”

The man let out a pleased sigh, probably the feel of my inner walls tightening on his genitals together with the orgasm made him feel good. He lifted my chin while he ejaculated viscous liquid into me.

It wasn’t long before our lips overlapped, our tongues meeting. Embrasser. Embrasser. He rubbed his beautiful nose on my cheek and coveted my lips until he was satisfied.

“Nothing will change between us, just because I’m having my wedding today.”

Bientôt, he moved stealthily and rubbed his lips on my auricles, chuchotant doucement.

"……."

“Answer me.”

“Yes…… yes, Sir Bark.”

At my courteous appellation of him, il a éclaté de rire, as though ridiculing me. His strong hand grips my chin and looks into my eyes firmly.

“That’s not what you should call me now.”

"……."

“You called me that last night, yet you are acting coy right now.”

What he was referring to was obvious, which made my lips quiver. pourtant, it would seem that he wouldn’t let me go until I called him by the name he wanted, so I opened my mouth, feeling intensely anxious.

"Oui….. Père."

À ce moment là, cet endroit, where the bright sunlight illuminated everything, was a sacred wedding hall where the wedding ceremony of my mother and the man before me would be held.