Witch's Embrace

"The Witch's Convent" by DaoistaHADNk

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The witch's delicate body trembled slightly, but what was to come made her even more nervous. Hawthorne's tongue boldly breached the defenses of her teeth, moving unrestrainedly within her warm mouth. Upon encountering her slender, forked tongue, like that of a viper, he skillfully entwined his own with it.

He had practiced this technique countless times on Heidi and Yuta, becoming quite adept at it.

"Mmm…"

A cute, low murmur escaped Cuivis's throat. Her already weak body completely softened, her weight pressing fully onto Hawthorne's.

Fortunately, regardless of their build, witches all weighed the same—light enough for Hawthorne to easily lift them.

However, he had no intention of lifting her at this moment. His hands moved downwards, skillfully undoing her corset and then removing her nun's habit, revealing the tender, white, soft skin beneath, and the slender waist that could drive one to madness when it swayed.

Discarding the heavy nun's habit, Hawthorne kept one arm around her back while the other hand trailed down her waist.

"Mmm, Master…"

Their lips parted, but Cuivis only opened her eyes for a moment before closing them again, too shy to look at him. She simply clung to his neck, burying her face in the pillow, a tempting image of surrender.

However, her waist began to writhe uneasily due to the unprecedented intrusion into her body. Her delicate waist, like a water snake, twisted back and forth against Hawthorne's body, her skin, as smooth as a baby's, rubbing against him, further igniting his desire.

Standing, Cuivis appeared to be about the same height as Heidi, both under five and a half feet tall. This was due to her posture; she habitually arched her back, allowing her thin nun's habit to accentuate the curves of her perfect waist and hips.

In reality, her actual height was just over five feet, slightly taller than Hawthorne. Now, lying on top of him and writhing, she covered every inch of his skin, bringing him pleasure everywhere.

This movement made his desire unbearable, but he was patient, controlling his urges before slowly inserting a second finger, his movements becoming more intense.

"Uh… Master… Ah——————"

Cuivis's breathing grew heavier, her calls resembling pleas. Finally, accompanied by a soft moan, her previously writhing waist stiffened. A surge of warmth erupted, and her body collapsed into his arms like a rag doll, her eyes glazed over, her breath shallow.

It was time.

Hawthorne slowly withdrew his finger, inserting it into her mouth, forcing the tearful Cuivis to taste herself before sitting up and lifting her into his arms, facing him.

Cuivis was forced to embrace his neck from the front. When she inadvertently looked down and saw Hawthorne's aroused member, she quickly closed her eyes, whispering, "This... no..."

Hawthorne chuckled softly, admiring her exquisite body: the tips of her petite breasts, the pink nipples already erect with excitement; the supple, slender waist, the alluringly round navel.

Lower still, a small patch of dark green hair shyly concealed her most private area...

Though that place was no longer a mystery to Hawthorne—his fingers had already explored its location and brought her her first intense pleasure—

Now was the time to bring her even greater pleasure.

He gently lifted Cuivis's hips and thighs, aligned himself, and slowly lowered himself—

"Ugh—Ah—!"

Cuivis's delicate face contorted. Even though adequately lubricated, it was still her first time receiving her Master's gift.

As he fully entered her, her already tear-filled eyes squeezed shut, two streams of tears tracing paths down her cheeks.

"Master..."

A mournful cry escaped her throat, and Hawthorne quickly embraced her head, pulling her close to his chest. He comforted her, whispering, "It's alright, it doesn't hurt, it'll be over soon…"

He sighed inwardly as he spoke.

Indeed, for Cuivis, tall and slender, and a First Experience witch, complete penetration from the outset was rather difficult to bear.

But…

Ah, the taste of a witch was exquisite.

Hawthorne mused inwardly, as the pain subsided and Cuivis's sobs gradually quieted. Knowing she had adjusted to his presence within her, he began to move his hips slowly and rhythmically, back and forth.

Cuivis's mouth parted slightly, her mind blank, unable to think, only able to surrender to the sensation, emitting soft, melodious moans: "Ah… ah… ah…"

Gradually, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her body regaining some strength. Her supple waist began to sway back and forth, meeting his thrusts!

"Ah, Cuivis…"

Exquisite pleasure filled Hawthorne's soul, causing him to exclaim involuntarily. He embraced her shoulders, increasing the speed of his movements. The sounds of their joining were continuous, accompanied by Cuivis's breaths and moans, creating a symphony of pleasure.

Seeing her small breasts rise and fall with the movement of her waist, Hawthorne lowered his head and took one into his mouth.

"Ah, Master——"

Cuivis opened her eyes, looked down, and saw that he was still sucking, his incisors gently grinding, his tongue teasing. Instantly, a threefold surge of intense stimulation—mental, thoracic, and lower—propelled her soul once more to the heights of pleasure.

Hawthorne's movements ceased as he felt her body suddenly tense, a wave of heat once again surging from deep within her. Her soft legs clamped around his waist, as if to drain him dry.

He withdrew from her, and the girl collapsed against his chest, breathless, pleading, "Master, I can't… anymore."

Hawthorne's lips curled into a slight smile.

"This is just the beginning," he whispered in her ear, "Tonight… has only just begun."

With that, he turned her over, making her kneel on the bed. He pressed her supple waist down as far as possible, causing her buttocks to rise high.

He then knelt on the bed, embracing her buttocks with his hands, and entered her forcefully.

"Ah—Master!"

Another moan escaped Cuivis's throat, followed by the rhythmic sounds of flesh and fluids within the dormitory.

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