Can’t Come Back - Chapter 9

The enthusiasm in Berlia’s voice soon faltered. Cain and her will just have a relationship in bed, nothing more, in enjoyment for the better part of three months. In this position, it’s like Berlia’s position was never set in stone, in short, she’s not the girlfriend. She’s just one of the girls that Cain took to his bed.

‘Three months… that’s right, it’s only three months.’

Berlia bit her lip. She now entered the room, and they will only be together for three months, so she resolved in a more aggressive behavior.

She extended her arms, embraced the back of his neck once more, and then kissed Cain first. Cain opened his lips for a kiss with her. Berlia’s tongue entered Cain’s mouth deeply. His lips were warm.

“Ungh.”

As their saliva combined, their breath started to resonate with a high-pitched sound. Cain slid his fingers under her flimsy one-piece nightgown. Her one-piece pajamas reached the apex of her pelvis all of a sudden. Cain seized Berlia’s genitalia.

“Haah—” 

Cain’s lips glided down her neck. And it started to drop steadily to the collarbone. Berlia’s body gained some strength in response to the unusual feeling.

“Are you nervous?”

Cain, upon realizing her physical state, smiled at her and inquired. Berlia tilted her head to the right and averted his sight on purpose. Her face was flushed with redness.

Even though I had done this with Cain twice before, I could not comprehend why I was ashamed once again.

Cain slipped her hair into her stomach-pulled one-piece pajamas before slipping them off. Her full bre*sts welcomed him.

Chup.

He briefly kissed her white skin. Cain immediately inserted her n*ps into his mouth.

“Haah… Ah—”

He began stroking one breast with his tongue and the other with his fingers.

“Yes… That’s right… hmm—”

The instant transmission of pleasure caused Berlia’s legs to contract. The bottom portion or her body was not touched by anybody, yet it tickled anyway. It was damp underneath. He simply fondled my chest for some time.

However, it is beneficial to stimulate the n*pples in this manner, and he was eager to insert his thing. Today in the dressing room, a similar event occurred, and I was unaware that it was more prevalent. It seems he could no longer be content with just sticking his finger in it.

Sigh.

Berlia opened her lips while he was slowly touching her breast, lowering his left hand, and stroking her waist, and her voice was shaking.

“Cai… Cain!”

“Yes?”

He came to a halt and gazed at Berlia. Her face was as crimson as though it were going to erupt.

“Berlia, why are you doing this?”

The lowest portion of Berlia was already saturated with love juice. Cain did not seem ignorant of this truth.

“That— faster—”

But Cain did not provide the response she desired. Cain grinned lowly and repeated his question. It was obvious that he would not speak unless she said so in person.

Berlia was compelled to move her lips slightly.

“Put it in… I want—”

“Already? Didn’t I finger*d you enough today already?”

Berlia could no longer respond to Cain’s humorous inquiry. Because it felt unnecessary to state this at this point.

‘It’s weird that I now feel embarrassed when he already saw me mast*rbated one time… Is there anything more humiliating?”

Cain immediately removed Berlia’s reluctant pajamas. And he removed the whole thin robe she had been wearing. And spoke softly in her ear.

“Would you then wish to go up?”

“Yes?” 

Cain was reclining on the bed with a contented look on his face.

Berlia could not get his meaning. She carefully approached him. Without establishing eye contact with Cain, I removed my underpants gently. Berlia became a body without a single stitch of clothing. It was then Cain’s time to remove his underpants. She could see what she desired through his underpants, therefore indicating its existence.

She untangled Cain’s underpants and knelt in front of him, painstakingly untangling his underwear. His p*nis was exposed before Berlia’s.

That day, she was so inebriated that she was unable to see well, but in retrospect, his action was fantastic. Berlia started to move her knees gradually as she gently grasped Cain’s p*nis with her hand.

“Come on, Berlia.”

Cain’s low voice was audible. The underbelly of Berlia already desired his presence greatly. As if prompted by his words, Berlia took a quick breath and started to drop gently toward Cain’s position.

“…!”

From the end, Cain’s p*nis started to gently penetrate her. Her p*ssy opened and swallowed his length. After entering the hole, she halted briefly, took a big breath, and sat down abruptly.

“Great.”

Cain’s little groan was audible. The legs of Berlia were shaking. His thing filled her inside space. It was somewhat painful, but it was tolerable. And hopefully this anguish will soon vanish.

“Ah—”

Giving her knees strength, she attempted to shift her body up and down. Because she had never been in this position with Dean before, her motions were rather odd.

“This… This position—”

After attempting to go up and down many times, Berlia exhibited an expression of struggle. Cain supported her movement with both hands on her pelvis.

“Try to move your hips, not your body.”

“How about this—?”

As Cain’s hand guided her, she started to oscillate her pelvis.

“…!”

It felt drastically different than previously. It seemed to excite both the inside and outside of her v*gina at the same time. Berlia’s pelvis continued to quake as if she were possessed.

“Hah… Ahhh… This is so good—”

“Ber… Berlia.”

She surrendered to the waves of pleasure with her arms resting on Cain’s muscular abdominal muscles. Her body glided gently in the direction of pleasure, as if she were a boat bobbing along with the waves.

Cain, who was initially enjoying the pleasure she had given him in silence, could no longer withstand it, so he raised her lower body.

“Ungh!”

Berlia’s pelvic tilt occurred simultaneously with Cain’s lifting her up. Berlia felt an immense pleasure, as if her eyes were flashing white.

Her long, wavy blonde hair was soaked in perspiration and clung to her white skin. The sight of Berlia moving with a gleeful grin on her face was pretty astonishing.

Cain had an instant need to rummage through her body at will. He sat, leaned on the bedside, and gave her a back hug. The delicate br*asts of Berlia brushed the strong hands of Cain.

Cain rotated Berlia’s body in the other way as their bodies remained joined. Face-to-face, the couple who were facing each other was now doing doggy. Cain massaged the chest of Berlia with both hands.

“Huh, ah!”

Berlia began to chant. Whenever Cain moved his waist, Berlia, who had almost sat on him, trembled in unison with him.

It was unfortunate that I could not see his expression, but I like the way his body warmth surrounded him from behind. Cain caused Berlia to collapse to the ground after so many maneuvers.

“Cai… Cain!”

“That, that… Ah, shh!”

Berlia was on her knees with her hips up and her upper body resting on the bed. I could not help but feel embarrassed. However, when Cain went behind her many times, she could no longer claim embarrassment.

“Ungh… haah… f*ck—”

Cain gripped Berlia’s pelvis and began massaging her waist with both hands. Berlia could not come to her senses whenever he pressed her. The old one seemed to suit her figure snugly.

“Ber… Berlia.”

Cain let out a low sigh before calling Berlia’s name. Cain was also perplexed by the fact that Berlia’s body was draped around his.

The sound of Cain’s pelvis striking Berlia’s posterior reverberated throughout the space. It was increasing in velocity.

“Ahhh!”

Berlia expelled a sigh of contentment from her throat. At the conclusion of the peak, the pleasure was increasing. By itself, power eventually crept into Cain’s base and tightened it.

“A… more… more… A little more ah!”

She may achieve exquisite bliss with a bit more forceful stimulation. She pleaded with him to move a little more. As though in response to her request, Cain retracted his p*nis shorter than before and shifted her pelvis rapidly.

“Ahhh!”

That was the climax. Berlia felt an electric charge coursing through her body and shook. It seemed as if the mountain of pleasure he had constructed leading up to the cl*max crashed and immediately assaulted her.

Cain, seeing that Berlia had attained her climax, pulled his p*nis out of her body, releasing the ejac*lation he had been suppressing.

“This is so good.”

Cain’s sperm were strewn throughout Berlia’s g*nitalia.

“Haah… Haah.”

As her strength weakened, Berlia’s posture, which had her hips projecting upward, collapsed. As she lay hopelessly on the bed, she held her breath. I could feel the heat of Cain’s sp*rm on the side of my buttocks.

Cain retrieved a handkerchief from the bedside table and cleaned Berlia’s genitalia clean. Cain tossed the handkerchief on the ground and stretched out to embrace Berlia.

Berlia placed her body in Cain’s arms while wearing a weary frown. They felt the warmth of one other’s skin upon physical contact. Happy. I want to drift off to sleep in his arms every night.

Strangely, I did not have any regrets that night. Berlia seemed to be the happiest lady at the present time. Even if I was only combining bodies with Cain.

I wish I were able to sleep here.

But that bliss was short-lived. Berlia cannot sleep in this state. If she were really his lover, she could have fallen asleep on Cain’s arm and hailed the sunrise with him, but in fact, it was time to return to her room.