Not a Virgin B*tch

Chapter 2

"Due to my unrestrained sexuality, I must decline!"

In conclusion, my plan failed. It was one of the biggest blunders of my life.

In an attempt to somehow contain the emotions that were about to explode, I crystallized my feelings for Jovan-sama right in front of him.

In a panic, I created many, many crystals, and when I managed to calm down, I came back to myself. Jovan-sama looked at me with a puzzled expression.

I thought it was nice seeing such an expression, but at the realization that he now knew about the crystals, all the blood on my face drained.

I hurriedly gathered up my hands full of crystallized thoughts and stuffed them into a wooden box that I had ready nearby.

I thought that if I quickly covered the lid, he would not be able to see what I had just crystallized. I thought so, but the box was easily taken.

"Give it back!"

"No. What is this?"

Jovan-sama asked me, holding the crystallized stone inside the box.

I was wondering how to deceive him, but I couldn't deceive the quick-witted Jovan-sama. Or rather, I couldn't.

I was sandwiched between the workbench and Jovan-sama, my legs were lifted up, and when he threatened to ram me again if I didn't speak honestly, I had no choice but to confess everything honestly.

It's hard to have sex when you're not into it. I love sex but I'm not a maniac.

He licked my neck, then my nipples again. He went further and further down until he finally reached my entrance.

He licked and inserted his tongue into my opening and sucked on it, asking me questions in between.

If I didn't answer, he would bite my inner thigh. I'm sure he didn't know what it was like to come from the backside alone.

By the time Jovan-sama had finished his questioning, I had already cummed three times and was out of breath.

Moreover, influenced by the persistent stimulus, my hole expanded and contracted, my brain filled with the desire to accept Jovan-sama inside.

I'm a cash cow. As I was rolled onto the workbench, I fixed my legs with my hands, and widened my hole with my fingers for Jovan-sama to see. I clung to him.

"Please give it to me, Jovan-sama..."

My hole was still sticky with Jovan-sama's saliva and love juices he spilled inside my womb. Jovan-sama's golden eyes narrowed and he gave me a lustful look.

"Go deeper, ahh, ahh!"

Jovan-sama's cock, full of energy, slipped inside me, rubbing my inner walls furiously. He hugged me tightly from the front and kissed me hungrily.

Even the spot where his hips were hitting me felt good. With each thrust his cock rubbed my prostate and drilled my cervix even harder.

"It's so good! Jovan-samaa, heee, ahhh!"

With each bold, torturing penetration, I felt a rush of pleasure surge through me.

The intense pistoning put a strain on the workbench, making it creak and squeak, but I didn't care.

Sex with Jovan-sama was euphoric and wonderfully pleasurable.

"Ral, one last question."

"Ha, ha, ah, ah, ah! Aah, aah, aah!"

He sucked on my tongue, and I reciprocated.

My tongue felt numb and I couldn't reply, but Jovan-sama had no restraint.