Seeing her two red nipples against her snowy white breasts, I couldn't help myself and dove right back in.
I went for the top of her nipple instead of the underside.
With both hands, I grabbed her full breasts, feeling their bounce as I squeezed and released, savoring the way they felt.
Anna started moving and swaying her chest without even realizing it.
I shifted a bit so I wasn't lying completely on top of her anymore.
My upper body stayed mostly the same, but I moved my lower body to the side, pressing down on her right leg.
I had her left nipple in my mouth, while my left hand was still on her right breast.
Then, my left hand moved to her plump butt.
I kneaded, squeezed, and pinched her firm butt, sliding my fingers into the cleft, moving them back and forth.
Even though there were just two thin layers of fabric between us, every time my fingertips touched her cleft, she shivered a little.
After a bit, I moved my hand to her thigh.
I touched the smooth skin of her legs, feeling how full they were.
My hand gradually moved to the inside of her thigh, rubbing against the sensitive area there. Each touch made her legs, especially her thighs, tremble.
After a few tries, I pressed my palm directly on her mound.
With Anna's muffled moans, her body stiffened, and she tried to close her legs to protect herself.
But I was ready for that.
I wedged my right leg between hers, keeping her right leg pinned under me, forcing her legs apart.
Now, she wanted to close her legs, but with my leg in the way, she couldn't.
My hand teased between her legs, and soon enough, her body reacted strongly.
As my left hand moved, her butt reflexively tried to arch back, trying to escape my touch.
But with the sofa beneath her, her butt stayed put, her lower body unmoved. Her waist arched, pushing her chest up towards my mouth and hand, pressing against my face.
After a soft moan, she clamped her mouth shut, but the intense sensation made her let out a sound.
She groaned softly at first.
Then her tightly closed mouth opened, and her voice kept getting higher.
My left hand moved up, touching her round belly button, drawing circles around it.
Feeling my hand leave, she hugged my head, pressing it against her full breasts.
Her back arched off the sofa.
Her free left leg lifted involuntarily, bending at the knee towards her chest, resting on the side of her body.
Her toes curled and stretched, showing her tension and excitement in a charming and endearing way.
At the same time, with Anna's intense, long cry, her tense body softened, her legs weakly returned to their original position, her facial twitching stopped, and she calmed down.
The blush on her face spread to her chest.
Right then, Anna seemed weak and lazy, almost a little out of it.
My hand was still between her legs, feeling the aftermath of her climax:
Her thighs twitched occasionally, and her vagina slowly oozed out sticky wetness, soaking her underwear.
At first, a thin stream even flowed from her.
Before we even got to the main event, Anna had her first orgasm ever, thanks to my hand.
I pulled my left hand out from under her and brought it in front of me. My palm was covered with translucent, milky fluid, with a few shiny strands between my fingers, and some irregular black hairs mixed in.
I brought my hand to my nose, sniffed it, and a strange, indescribable smell hit me.
As I looked at Anna, who had her eyes tightly closed and didn't dare open them, a smile crept up on my face.
I wiped off the fluid from my hand, then sat up and quickly took off my clothes. With Anna's cooperation, we got rid of the few clothes she had on, and finally, we were both naked.
Anna's delicate skin had a radiant shimmer in the soft light.
My trembling fingers gently touched her flushed, high breasts. Her abdomen was flat and free of any extra fat. Then, I gently parted her legs, whispering, "Anna, I'm going in."
Anna blushed, shyly responding.
With a hard penis, I aimed at her vagina and then thrust in.
"It hurts!" Anna reached out to block me, accidentally grabbing my hot penis. Embarrassed, she quickly let go.
"Don't be afraid. It'll be over soon."
With a forceful push, I pierced through her hymen, entering her.
Anna bit her lips tightly, tears of pain streaming down.
I quickly leaned down to kiss away her tears, pausing my movements inside her. With one hand kneading her breasts, I kept kissing her sensitive spots to distract her and ease her first-time pain.
After a while, I gently teased, "Anna, still hurting?"
"You're so bad," Anna complained playfully.
I could feel her warm and tight vagina engulfing me.
I slowly pressed my whole body against hers, my penis slowly deepening and then slowly withdrawing.
With my left hand around her neck, I kissed her while my right hand caressed her breasts.
I rubbed her nipples in turns.
Finally, under my touch, Anna began to feel pleasure.
I passionately kissed her lips, gently kneading her high and firm breasts, and my hips kept thrusting and retreating urgently.
Anna closed her eyes slightly, her face flushed, her hands tightly gripping my shoulders, her tongue entangled with mine.
She let out moans, swaying her hips to match my thrusts, her long and slender legs tightly wrapped around my waist, her body entwined with mine.
As I thrust, a bit of blood streamed out of her vagina.