Please Kill Me

Just by looking at my Dahlia, who had regained the vitality and the uninterrupted flow within her body, my heart became filled with joy. I was concerned that the linen sheets had become a mess as things that had been trapped inside her body for the first time were released, and it would be quite uncomfortable for Dahlia as well. So as soon as she woke up from her nap, I intended to bathe her in warm water to cleanse her. Dahlia willingly agreed as well.

From the night she first nestled in my arms in a pitiful state to the subsequent times, even during the moments of washing her when the water turned murky, my body would be filled with reverence for her, and strength would flow into my lower body. But I swore to myself that as long as I washed her every day, I would not violate her in any way.

Because she was such a pitiful and delicate existence. Because I wished for her to live comfortably and snugly. I wanted to become accustomed to suppressing my body’s reactions. Of course, without leaving a trace, after eating a delicious meal and looking down at her as she fell into a deep sleep, a few times… my erect member, as if it would burst out through my pants, turned into some kind of weapon, causing me to hastily leave the bedroom where Dahlia was lying down. With a fearful hand on the door, I extracted it and discharged what had accumulated in my hand, feeling like it would explode, several times.

However, on that day, Dahlia’s intimate area, which had stopped bleeding, was unusually red and tempting. It revealed a delicate ladylike color, neither pink nor red. As I poured warm water over it, I once again became aroused. I shouldn’t look. My dirty desires to dig into that place should be released in solitude after finishing the bath. I bit my incisors while making the same resolution multiple times.

But the beautiful part was not only that area. Her once shy and flat chest had gained some feminine volume. As the warm water touched it in front of my eyes, the pink nipples formed like cherry beads, and the color of her flesh deepened, making it impossible for me to turn away.

Unbeknownst to myself, I sighed and skimmed the tip of that nipple with the back of my hand.

“Your body is blooming, Dahlia. Like a flower, especially here.” 

The numerous flowers blooming in the garden, magnolias, peonies, lilacs, amaryllis, fuchsias, triplet lilies… A flower, more beautiful than all the flower buds I had picked for her, was trembling before my eyes, revealing its seductive vitality.

The moment my backhand brushed against the tip of her chest, I saw a shiver run through Dahlia’s shoulders. Even her delicate and transparent white cheeks showed a clear flush. I reached out my hand to Dahlia once again. From her small and beautiful facial features to her slender neck, and the breasts that continued to rise sharply beneath it, I desired her so much.

“I want to devour you, Dahlia. But I won’t have you if you don’t want me to.”

I meant it sincerely. I vowed to myself that I would never force myself upon her, tear her apart, or treat her recklessly. I swore to cherish her more than anyone else. If Dahlia didn’t desire it, I would protect her with all I had, even if it meant hurting myself.

However, the hot breaths were not only expelled by me. Dahlia’s breathing became rough, and her heated breath touched my lips. I swore that I wouldn’t be the first to approach her further, but she was coming towards me. As our lips drew closer, I lightly grazed them and then released them.

“Devour me, Lambert.”

Dahlia spoke in an imperative tone. She commanded me to devour her.

“Dahlia, I want to devour you and possess you. You are so beautiful.”

That’s all I could say. And I sucked her lips in. The ripe peach flesh wasn’t supposed to burst open, juices and nectar flowing sweetly all at once. But I sucked and sucked on her cherry-like lips, the moist, slippery, and tender texture. At some point, my tongue explored her mouth. With my hands supporting and enveloping her head and waist, I couldn’t touch her breasts, but I could sense her nipples growing larger and harder against my chest. Suddenly, she squeezed and twisted her own chest and let out a moan.

“

Haa

,

hoo…

“

It wasn’t a cry of pain; it was a voice filled with excitement. And before I knew it, I was touching the tip of her nipple. While sucking and licking and teasing her mouth with my tongue, I tried pinching her nipple with my thumb and index finger, expecting it to grow even bigger and harder. Every time I touched and twisted it, her nipple grew larger.

I couldn’t hold back any longer and started sucking on it. Seeing it swell and spread widely around the nipple, I couldn’t resist. My center was already at its maximum size and shape, drawing a circle in the air. From the tip of my pillar, fluid was endlessly pouring out. While restraining myself from plunging into Dahlia’s body and pounding it wildly, I exhausted all my strength in just sucking her breasts. Dahlia was now making lewd sounds.

“Fill me… down there…

hoo…

“

I wanted to thrust myself deeply inside her, following her permission. But it was our first time. My Dahlia, who had only recently become a woman. Despite having passed the age of adulthood long ago, she had been trapped in that wretched place, like a piece of baggage in a warehouse, without proper nourishment or any kind of care. Her closed-off body had been untouched.

Between the withered petals, her inner opening was already overflowing with moisture. It was a damp entrance, but I suppressed my impatience and pushed my tongue, already inflamed from licking her mouth, into her mouth and onto her nipple and areola. Slightly tangy fluid trickled out and coated my tongue.

“

Haa

, Lambert…

haa…

“

Her cavern, explored by my tongue, was soaked, but still tight. Even with my tongue pressing against the folds of her inner flesh, I doubted whether there would be enough space when I inserted my eager member. I couldn’t help but lick it continuously and eagerly sucked the flowing fluid.

“

Hoo

, it feels so good. But tear me… apart, please…”

She pleaded with me, focusing on the protrusion at the apex between her two petals that led to her inner depths.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I want to make you happy.”

That was my only sincerity. However, even as I said those words, I couldn’t suppress my own instincts. Unconsciously, it felt like I wanted to thrust my thick and massive cock into her immediately. I knew just how tight and snug her inner depths were, as I had just measured it with my tongue, so I was afraid. In the end, I inserted one of my fingers as a preliminary measure. Once my tongue was inside, I unknowingly started sucking up all the fluids it touched, fearing that I had made my member less wet for immediate penetration.

As my finger entered, Dahlia’s vagina began to salivate as if trying to devour it. Unknowingly, I repeated the insertion motion with my finger, further stimulating the secretion of her fluids. Soon, the fluids burst out, making a squelching sound that sensually stimulated my ears. It was unbearable to hold back any longer. I bit and sucked on Dahlia’s earlobe.

“It’s okay to hurt me, Lambert. I can endure the pain. But I can’t bear my emptiness any longer. Fill me up quickly. Tear me apart and take me, please.”

“It will hurt. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“No, Lambert. Devour me, please.”

Every time the tip of my finger touched a certain part of her inner walls, Dahlia would twitch intensely. It seemed like she had already experienced a lot and wanted to feel even more. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I couldn’t bear it any longer. My genitals had now become only as thick as Dalia’s forearm. No, I slowly pushed and inserted that thing, which seemed even thicker than her slender forearm.

As it went in, it tore through her tight and compact depths, relentlessly stimulating the fountain within her walls with my presence. She screamed out in pleasure. 

“

Haa

, don’t stop. Keep filling me.”

After fully inserting myself and then pulling out, she desperately pleaded again. I had no choice but to thrust back in. My pace became more intense. I couldn’t restrain my movements anymore. Her insides were so hot and ecstatic.

“I can’t hold back, Dahlia. I’m sorry… for the pain…

Huuu…

Please bear with it a little longer. I’ll finish quickly.”

It felt like I would explode any moment. But it didn’t end quickly. Each time I thrust in, I tasted heaven. With every withdrawal, I thought it would be the final one before pushing back in. I impatiently and haphazardly thrusted, feeling like I was engulfed in the flames of hell, caught between death and rebirth. It was an indescribable explosion of ecstasy. Dahlia continued to moan in a state of ecstasy. Her sounds fueled my speed.

“I feel like I’m going to explode inside you. I can’t hold it any longer, Dahlia.

Hoo

. You’re too hot.”

I have to hold on. While giving Dahlia the pleasure of squirting out streams of fluids and screaming in ecstasy, I also wanted to feel her innermost being even more. With the desire to continue pounding into her all night long and the urge to release the thick, overwhelming essence that had been accumulating inside me, I struggled with conflicting emotions as I delved into her depths repeatedly.

Dahlia seemed to have fainted, so now I should stop and regain control of my senses. Finally, I allowed myself to release the tension I had been holding back. My entire being poured into her deepest place. I collapsed onto her limp body. It was our death, our life, our happiness.

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