“Oh!” cries Fiona, her hips twitching under me. “How about that.”
“Is it all right?” I ask her, withdrawing slightly.
She nods rapidly. “It’s okay.”
Shathar nods to me, so I push in again, farther this time. Now I am probably as wide as the largest plug, and we have not yet reached my nalopo. I hope that she can take me.
When her ass parts for the broadest part of my cockhead, she lets out a sharp cry, and I freeze.
“Wow,” she moans, gripping the blankets tightly. “That’s… a lot.”
I stay there, panting with my own self-restraint as she adjusts to me. It is hard not to simply bury myself in her, as warm and tight as she is, but I know I must exercise caution.
“Do you need a rest?” asks Shathar, petting her hair.
Fiona shakes her head. “No, I’m going to do this. I can take it.”
I nod in understanding. I think she can, too.
“This is the widest part,” I assure her, “and then it will be easy.”
I don’t know that for certain, as I have never been in her position before, but if I say it in a way that sounds true, perhaps she will relax.
Taking a breath, I press in farther, and Fiona lurches under me as I fit the entire head through. I fall still like that, letting her breathe.
“Is it all right?” I ask.
“I think so. It’s intense.”
“Take all the time you need,” says Shathar, shooting me a look. But he doesn’t have to tell me.
After a few moments where Fiona exhales deeply, at last, she relaxes.
“Okay,” she says. “Try again.”
This time, when I shove in deeper, her back bows and her breath comes short. Now I’m sheathed up to the first ridge of my nalopo, and Fiona lets out a moan. I stop where I am, in case it was a moan of pain, but Fiona glances at me over her shoulder.
“That felt good, Khesan.”
I preen, because that’s what I want to hear. I want to please her, and so I repeat the same motion as before, now burying myself up to my second nalopo.
“It’s way easier now,” she says with a relieved sigh.
“Does it hurt?” I ask.
“N-no. It was uncomfortable at first, but… now it’s good.”
That’s what I want to hear. I reel my hips back and then glide into Fiona again, whisked along by the lube, until I reach the widest part of my cock. Fiona interrupts herself with a gasp, and I stay there without moving.
Shathar tucks some of Fiona’s hair behind her ear. “You’re doing wonderfully, taking Khesan’s cock there.”
She tightens around me at his praise, and I have to keep a handle on my need to start fucking her. Breathing through my nose, I keep it slow and intentional, pushing in until I am nearly all the way inside.
Fiona sags against the bed. “Holy shit,” she mutters. “That’s actually… really good.”
I grin wickedly. I knew we could discover a new and exciting thing this way.
Now that I’ve opened her for me, I pull back out and then push in again, as gently as possible. Fiona arches her back and lets out a curse that is clearly a curse of pleasure.
