Chapter 11 Anya (+18)

Roman couldn't take in everything in front of him; at that moment, it felt like his body was enveloped with lust; she was far beyond sexy; she was just perfect.

He had no idea he was still at the door staring at her perfectly toned skin, perfect breasts, and legs that were enough to get anyone.

He wasn't one to be so drawn toward something, but Anya was pulling him in; the next moment, he began walking toward her.

Anya stood up from the bed, standing just beside it with a smile on her face; her face was bright red as she could already see Roman's little brother from the bulge in his pants.

As Roman approached, Anya's heart raced; this was going to be her first, and even though she wanted it so bad, she was still nervous now that it was just minutes away.

Since Roman didn't move, she reached out, gently placing her hand on his chest.

The warmth of her touch sent shivers through his body, causing him to get even harder; now, his dick was pushing against the fabric of his underwear.

Roman's hands trembled slightly as he moved them towards Anya, sure he wanted to have sex, but since this was his first and her first, he wanted to enjoy it, not to make it memorable for him but for her.

He began tracing the curve of her waist, marveling at the softness of her skin which caused Anya to twitch.

Anya's fingers moved along Roman's shoulders; his top half was naked, so she moved her hands along his body. Usually, she would touch his muscles, but Roman had none.

Roman breath caught as Anya's fingertips glided across his skin, leaving trails of tingling sensations as they stared at themselves.

Their bodies drew closer, the heat between them intensifying.

Roman's hands explored the small of Anya's back, feeling every dip and curve. She arched into his touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips.

Anya's hands also moved to Roman's hair, running through the soft strands as she gazed into his eyes, and both of their lips crashed against each other.

Their lips collided in a passionate kiss, hesitant at first but quickly growing more urgent.

Roman's tongue gently probed Anya's mouth as she parted her lips, inviting him deeper.

They were inexperienced, both Roman and Anya were bad at kissing but both of them couldn't care less as they exchanged saliva.

Roman's hands move lower, cupping Anya's firm ass and pulling her hips against his.

"Nggnn..."

She moaned softly into his mouth, feeling his hardness press against her bare skin.

Her fingers tightened in his hair as waves of pleasure coursed through her body; she hadn't felt the way she felt now in her entire life; she wanted nothing more than sex.

If someone were to disturb them, Anya wouldn't think twice about killing the person as she was too horny to think about anything else.

Slowly, Roman guided Anya back towards the bed till her legs hit the edge, she sank down onto the soft mattress with Roman directly in her view.

She looked up at Roman with a mix of nervousness and anticipation because she knew what was next.

They were skipping something, a blowjob which she had practiced a lot in anticipation of this.

Females in this world were the ultimate pleasers; after reaching the age of 18, most of the young girls are trained by their mothers to give blowjobs since males enjoy them, and Anya was no different, but Roman didn't seem to care.

He paused, drinking at the sight of her naked form sprawled before him; he could look at her for days and still be in awe.

He knew she was beautiful, but seeing her naked was just different; she had this charm that Roman couldn't put his head around.

"You're so beautiful," Roman muttered with a smile on his face, and the next moment, he saw a tear drop from her eyes.

Roman wasn't planning on skipping and going straight to sex; he needed to enjoy this and make her enjoy this; he was going to give her an orgasm as he took away her virginity.

Slowly, Roman dropped down to his knees in front of her, and finally, it was in sight.

He spread her legs, revealing her glistening folds. The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, intoxicating him.

Her wet hole, devoid of a single strand of hair, was like a valley waiting to be explored. He had no idea how this was possible, but he didn't care.

Anya was surprised as she had no idea what was happening when Roman kissed her thighs, causing her to flinch.

He began placing kisses along her inner thighs, working his way upwards.

Anya trembled with anticipation, her breath coming in short gasps and soon turning into moans.

As Roman's lips finally reached her pussy, Anya let out a soft moan as his lips touched her wet glistening hole.

His tongue flicked out, gently touching it at first, and then he tasted her sweetness.

Anya's hips bucked involuntarily as waves of pleasure washed over her; she couldn't believe it was possible to feel this way.

"Oh... Nggnn..." she moan softly, her fingers tangling in his hair.

Roman, on the other hand, savored every reaction, every gasp and shudder; he licked and sucked on her pussy greedily.

Soon, he began experimenting with different motions, pressures, and speeds, cataloging what made Anya writhe with pleasure.

This was going to be the only time he would do this since Anya was special.

Her moans grew louder as Roman continued; her legs were wrapped around his head, and her hands were running through his hair, but Roman didn't stop.

Soon his hand moved forward towards her chest area and landed on her boobs; immediately, he grabbed both of them and began kneading them.

He was still going to take his time to explore every nook of her body.

Anya was enjoying every bit of it as she raced towards her peak. She hadn't even started, and she was already close to the end.

"Ahann... Nggnn... I'm..."

Anya let out a loud moan as her back arched and her legs began shaking; the next moment, she let out a scream as she reached her peak with love juice flowing out of her pussy.