chapter 7[r18]

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"What the hell are you doing?" Rachel exclaimed again, for she felt Lucas's penis pressed against her labia. Its searing heat was burning her.

"Stop! Now!" she said, trying to stop him. Too bad he didn't want to.

"Don't worry, Rachel. I promise I'll be quick. Bear with me. OK?" He held her tight and wouldn't let her break free. He rubbed Rachel's breasts, his penis rubbing against her labia.

Rachel gradually stopped struggling. The stimulation from the sensitive areas made her body soften.

"You said you wanna masturbate, right? What's this then?" panting, she asked.

"I'm masturbating," Lucas accelerated his movements.

Suddenly, she widened her eyes, because she felt Lucas's penis in her vagina.

"It feels different. How so?" Lucas said, looking confused. He felt his penis in a soft yet narrow hole.

Then he sped up again. He had no idea what it meant. One thing he did know was that it made him feel greater!

Rachel struggled several times, but she still couldn't break free.

She thought, 'In fact, it feels great. Fine. Fuck it. I'm giving up.' She stopped struggling and instead enjoyed the pleasure brought by Lucas.

While groaning, she was amazed by how big his penis was. She thought, 'Unbelievable. He's tearing my vagina apart!'

Lucas was squeezing her breasts hard. Meanwhile, the constant pleasure from her vagina was great. She couldn't help but grab the sheet with all her might, almost tearing it into pieces.

Suddenly, Lucas pressed again her back tightly, and his body began to shake slightly. Sensing that she had a bad feeling.

"You're about to ejaculate, aren't you? Stop right now!" she screamed, wanting to stop him. However, it was too late. In the next second, she felt her vagina filled with his burning semen.

"Finally." Panting non-stop, Lucas let go of her.

Rachel turned around to confront Lucas "Do you even know what you did?"

Lucas shook his head, looking at her with confusion. "I was masturbating, right? It's just... This feels different from before."

He looked so serious. Seeing that, Rachel sighed, "You're so naive."

Then she sat up, looking at his semen flowing out of her vagina, and said, annoyed, "Give me a break. I just had a bath."

"Rachel, you haven't answered me. How come it feels different this time?" Lucas grabbed her arm and urged.

She looked at him, rolling her eyes. "Of course, it is. It should be. You had sex with me!"

"What?" Lucas looked frightened.

Looking at him, Rachel thought, 'You don't even know what sex is, and you were having such a good time back then. Is this the so-called primitive human reproduction instinct?'

"Rachel, you helped me masturbate, and that's all. How come we had sex?" Lucas asked nervously.

"Your penis was in my vagina. That's sex!" blushing, Rachel explained. After that, she urged Lucas to get dressed and kicked him out of the room.

Back in his bedroom, Lucas lay on his bed, muttering to himself. "James says only married people hoping to have babies can have sex. Should I marry Rachel?"

He pictured Rachel in her wedding dress and then recalled what had just happened in her bedroom.

'I have no idea what that was, but I do know one thing now. Sex feels great,' he thought, pressed his face onto the pillow, giggled, and gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, he woke up and opened the door to see Rachel standing outside. The cold look in her eyes startled him. Rachel cornered Lucas at his door, warning him with utmost seriousness. "Don't tell anyone about yesterday, or I'll kill you!"

Nervous, Lucas nodded. In the next second, she suddenly burst out a smile and patted his head. "Good. Now let's go down and eat."

Looking at her back, he once again thought about how great he felt during sex. And then, an idea hit him. He would go to her again in the evening!

At night, Evelyn was getting ready for bed. Suddenly, she heard a strange sound from the kitchen, so she tiptoed toward the kitchen in her nightgown warily.

Someone was rummaging through the fridge. By its light she got a good look at the person, and she was relieved.

"Charlotte, are you hungry? Evelyn asked.

Charlotte took an egg out of the fridge, nodded at her, and said, "I'm gonna fix a sandwich."

"Charlotte, eating this late could make you sick," Evelyn said with worry.

"Mom, gimme a break. OK? It's the summer vacation," Charlotte turned on the gas stove and began to fry the egg.

Looking at her, Evelyn sighed, "Fine, Just take care of yourself. Tell me if you're not feeling well."