Chapter 108: Stabilizing Cinderella [2] [R-18 Contents!]

Her orgasm had shaken her whole body, left her thighs trembling uncontrollably around my head as her fluids spilled hot and wet across my lips, my tongue drinking every last drop of her climax. When the last shudder passed, I eased back, slipping free from the grip of her weak, twitching thighs. My lips glistened, and I drew my tongue over them slowly, savoring her taste with a hunger that only grew sharper.

Cindy collapsed back against the sheets, her chest heaving, her breath nothing but shallow, broken pants.

“Haa… haa… hm… aahhh…”

Her voice cracked with each exhale, cheeks crimson, her whole body flushed from the peak I’d just pulled her through. Strands of blond hair stuck to her damp forehead, and her blue eyes shimmered with tears, dazed and glassy as they found me again.

The sight was almost too much—I couldn’t hold back. I stripped my pants down in one impatient motion, kicking them aside. My cock throbbed hard, slick with pre-cum from the torture of holding myself back while feasting on her. Hearing her scream my name had stoked a fierce pride deep in my chest. She wanted me, at least I wanted to believe that.

I reached for her leg, intent on pulling her closer, but she startled, withdrawing slightly, her thighs pressing together as she tried to catch her breath.

“W…wait, Ryan…” Her voice was fragile, weak from release, but still carrying a strange determination.

I froze, watching her, a flicker of worry tightening my chest. “…You want to stop?”

I didn’t want that—I was burning inside, aching to push into her—but if she said yes, I’d respect it.

But Cindy shook her head, biting her lip. Slowly, she shifted onto her knees, gathering herself. “N…no. It’s just… you’re injured. So let me lead this time…”

“Lead?” My brows rose. Her? Leading?

She nodded, shy yet stubborn, her small hands wrapping around my arm. With surprising strength, she coaxed me back until I was lying against the bed. Then, before I could even process it, she swung her leg over me and settled on top, straddling my waist.

The suddenness of it made my pulse hammer. I stared up at her, caught off guard, watching her slender form hover above me, clearly nervous and trembling with inexperience.

But damn it—she was so beautiful.

Her thighs pressed warm against my sides, and the weight of her sitting astride me was intoxicating. My throat worked as I swallowed hard, staring at the swell of her breasts beneath her nightdress, the hem gathered high on her thighs.

Cindy’s hands trembled as she grasped the edge of her dress and began to raise it. Inch by inch, the soft fabric rose, baring her skin, until she revealed herself fully again—no panties, nothing but the sweet wet heat between her legs poised above me. Her face was crimson, her lip caught between her teeth, her eyes unable to hold mine for more than a second.

It was her first time in this position, and the awkwardness of it only made her sexier in my eyes. That raw innocence—her trying, fumbling, offering herself despite the nervous tremor in her body—sent a growl rumbling low in my chest. I almost felt guilty, thinking it was just for stabilization, yet the sight of her astride me burned the guilt to ash.

She shifted her hips tentatively, lowering herself until her bare slit brushed against my cock. The sudden slick heat of her folds grinding across my shaft made me grunt, head dropping back against the pillow.

“Haa—Cindy…”

Her breath hitched at the sound, her thighs tightening around me. She rubbed against me again, trying to find the right angle, her pussy sliding along my length, coating me with her wetness. Each clumsy stroke sent waves of pleasure flooding through me, my cock twitching beneath her.

Her cheeks burned hotter as she glanced down, then bit her lip harder, her small hand reaching between us. Delicately, shyly, she wrapped her fingers around my cock. The softness of her palm made me groan, hips jerking upward instinctively.

“R…Ryan…” She whispered, almost as if scolding herself, but she didn’t stop. Guiding me with trembling hands, she positioned my tip against her entrance, the slickness making it glide easily into place.

She froze for a breath, eyes closing tight as if steeling herself, then slowly began to sink down.

“Haaah—hnnnnnn!” Cindy’s moan spilled out helplessly, her voice cracking as her walls stretched around me. Her body clung tight, the wet heat swallowing me inch by inch. Her head dropped back, hair tumbling, mouth open in ecstasy.

I groaned loudly, gripping her waist as the pleasure ripped through me, the sensation overwhelming. “C…Cindy—fuck…”

Her pace was agonizingly slow, her inexperience clear in every hesitant movement, but it only made it better. Every inch deeper inside her drew another gasp, another high-pitched cry from her lips, her tightness squeezing me harder than I’d imagined.

My hands dug into her waist, guiding her unconsciously as she lowered herself fully, until she was seated flush against me, her pussy swallowing every last bit of my cock.

We both stilled, breathless, shocked at how good it felt.

“Ry…Ryan…” She whimpered, voice thin and sweet, her body trembling as she adjusted to me inside her.

“Cinderella…” I growled, unable to stop myself, my voice rough and low, vibrating from my chest.

The sound made her shiver, her eyes snapping open to look down at me, her lips parting in a shaky smile despite the tears clinging to her lashes. Then she began to move—slowly, awkwardly, rolling her hips in uncertain circles, lifting herself only a little before sliding back down again.

It was our first time like this—her first time taking control, my first time feeling her body from below—and the shock of just how good it felt was almost unbearable.

Cindy’s eyes, watery and luminous, locked on mine with a trembling determination, and that shy smile trembled on her lips as she braced her palms against my chest. Slowly, uncertainly, she began to move—rolling her hips in hesitant circles, then lifting herself just barely before sliding back down onto me.

“Haa—mmmhhhhh…” Her moan spilled out as her pussy clenched around my cock with every shallow descent, the tight heat dragging along me in a way that made my breath hitch.

She couldn’t take me fully—not yet. My cock was stiff, throbbing, at its hardest form, and too much for her body to swallow all at once. She lowered herself carefully, each inch sending ripples of pleasure through both of us, but before she could bury me to the hilt she’d falter, gasping, her walls squeezing tight as though her body was begging for patience.

The movements weren’t deep, but damn it—they were enough to make me twitch inside her, sharp jolts of ecstasy shooting up my spine.

Her bare feet pressed against the sheets on either side of me, toes curling every time she lowered herself, her arches flexing as her body worked instinctively. Each time her wet heat slid down over me, she cried out, high and breathless, her voice cracking.

“Ahhh—Haaan, Ry…Ryan… Hmmm!!”

I groaned. My hands slid up and down her narrow waist, stroking, squeezing, guiding her trembling movements. The sight above me—her flushed cheeks, the way her wavy blond hair clung to her damp face, her chest rising fast—was driving me insane.

“C…Cindy—it feels so good,” I panted, surprised at the sheer intensity of it. “Haa, fuck—you feel incredible…”

She bit her lip, lifting herself again, then dropping onto me with another moan that sent my cock pulsing hard inside her. She was trying, awkwardly, but the effort, the way her body responded, made her even more irresistible.

“I… I feel it too,” She gasped, her voice trembling with both pleasure and disbelief. “It feels… so good, Ryan… haaahhh…”

Her words sent a surge of heat ripping through my body, excitement sharper than before. My eyes trailed down, catching the outline of her hard nipples pushing through the thin fabric of her nightdress. She wasn’t wearing a bra—every rise and fall of her body made her breasts sway, her peaks straining against the cloth.

The sight broke my restraint.

With a low growl, I bucked my hips upward sharply, thrusting deep into her.

“AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Cindy’s scream filled the room, her body arching, back bowing, as my cock speared further inside her than she’d managed on her own. Her hands clutched at my shoulders desperately, her eyes wide, lips trembling around another gasp.

“Haaa—HAaaahh, ohhh god—!”

I froze immediately, guilt pricking through my haze. “Shit—Cindy, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—”

She shook her head frantically, breath coming in ragged sobs as she gulped down air, saliva glistening on her lips.

“I-it’s… f…fine…” She stuttered, blushing fiercely, her voice high and broken. “R…Ryan, just slowly… p..please…”

Her words trembled with both shock and longing, her body shivering as she clung to me.

I nodded against her, jaw tight, forcing myself to move with restraint. My hips rose in slow thrusts to meet her downward motion, syncing with her uncertain rhythm. Each time she lowered herself, I pressed deeper, letting her body take me at her pace. The slick heat of her pussy wrapped me tighter with every stroke, squeezing in pulses that threatened to drag me over the edge far too soon.

“Haaah—haaaaan…” Cindy’s moans grew louder, spilling out without shame now, her head falling back. The sound of her wetness slapping faintly against me only heightened the raw intimacy of it.

“Cindyyyy…” I groaned, my voice thick, ragged. I could barely hold back, my cock twitching violently inside her with every slow descent. The pleasure was maddening, a tight knot building low in my stomach, begging to explode.

My hands roamed upward almost without thought, sliding from her trembling waist to the curve of her chest. Through the thin nightdress, I felt the rise of her small, delicate breasts. I’d never touched them before, never seen them bare. They were modest in size—A cup, maybe B—but they filled my palms perfectly, soft and warm against my fingers.

The instant my thumbs brushed across her nipples through the fabric, her body jolted. “Hyaaaan! Ry—yaaahhhhhh!” She cried, voice breaking into a high, shocked wail. Her back arched hard, her thighs clamped tighter around me, her pussy squeezing me like a vice.

I pinched lightly, tugging her stiff nipples through the cloth, and she screamed again, louder.

“HYAAAAAaaaannhhhhh—hmpfffff!!!!”

The sound echoed too sharp, too raw, and panic cut through the haze—I clamped a hand over her mouth quickly, muffling the desperate cries. But her body was already shuddering violently, her pussy clenching in rhythmic spasms as her orgasm tore through her.

She came hard, collapsing against me, tears springing from her eyes as she moaned into my palm. Her body shook with every contraction, her slick walls milking my cock mercilessly.

The overwhelming squeeze was too much—I couldn’t hold it anymore.

“Uhhhnnnn—ahhhhhh, Cindy!” I growled, losing control as my hips thrust up sharply, burying myself deep. My climax ripped out of me in thick, hot spurts, flooding her pussy. I groaned loud, raw, pulling her small body tight against me as I came inside her, pulse after pulse shooting deep until I felt completely drained.

“Hmmm—mmmhhhhh!” Cindy moaned into my hand, her voice muffled but still trembling with bliss. Drool spilled from the corner of her lips, glistening down her chin as her eyes rolled back, lost in the throes of her release.

I couldn’t resist—tilting my head, I kissed her mouth hard, tongue licking the drool from her lips, savoring her helpless moans against my tongue.

Our bodies still locked together, I eased her down onto the bed with me, rolling back into the mattress. My arms tightened around her trembling form, holding her securely as both our chests heaved. My cock remained buried deep inside her, still twitching as her pussy fluttered around me in aftershocks.

Cindy lay limply against me, eyes unfocused, mouth open, soft moans spilling out between ragged breaths. Her body twitched faintly with each pulse of her orgasm, her expression caught between ecstasy and exhaustion.

I kissed her temple, then her lips again, softer this time, licking the last trail of drool from her chin as I breathed hard.

Still hugging her tightly, cock still inside her wet heat, I let us both collapse fully onto the sheets, tangled together as her climax dragged on, her body jerking faintly even with her eyes rolled back, lost to the intensity of what we’d just shared.

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