[WARNING! Mature Content! Skip if you're uncomfortable and feel that it would destroy the story!]

"Do you want to touch it?"

Looking at him with her wide eyes, Ren almost lost it when those big innocent dewy eyes melted his heart before her shock turned to one of bashfulness.

Evie lowered her head and muffled a low "Mm . . ."

Her trembling fingers reached for the hem of his boxers and slowly pulled it down. Her breathing hitched, and the pounding of her heart was heavy, hurting her chest when she saw his cock sprung free from his boxers, bouncing up and down before jousting towards his stomach.

She thought she was already prepared, but nothing would prepare her for his actual size, along with a thick girth and a very plump pinkish tip. She bet she couldn't circle her finger around it, and a warm sensation flooded her core, spreading throughout her body, especially at the sight of his well-trimmed pubic hairs adorning his pelvis.

Noticing her stair, Ren questioned with fingers covering his mouth, eyes shifting away.

"D-do . . . do you not like it?"

The warm tint on his face made Evie think that he was embarrassed, which in turn made her embarrassed.

In her silence, Ren added, "I'll shave it if you don't like"

"No!"

Evie's reply was too sudden and forceful, which stunned the two of them.

After an awkward silence, Evie pretended to sound confident, but the trembling of her voice only broke her faade.

"I-I . . . I don't . . . dislike it . . ."

". . ."

"H-how about you?" she asked, fumbling her fingers while avoiding any eye contact. "D-do you like it clean-shaven or not?"

". . ."

Caught totally unprepared by the sudden question, Ren couldn't reply. Honestly, he never thought about it.

Scratching the back of his head, he answered, "I . . . I don't care about it . . . as long as it is yours . . ."

". . ."

". . ."

Evie's puff, a cute shade of red and a shyness unlike he had ever seen before appeared on her face. He quickly tossed his boxers aside and sat on the mattress, and leaned against the wall.

Beckoning with his hand, he said, "Come here, Evie . . ."

Without hesitation, Evie crawled her way toward Ren while the latter's pupils constricted. His cock twitched at the sight of her. Her robe was hanging loosely around her shoulders, showing her round soft cleavage, dangling as she approached him, teasingly peeking her pinkish nipples.

Ren had to give it his all not to lose his self control. He spread his legs so Evie could come near him, giving her access to his crotch. His penis throbbed when he felt her hot breath fanning against his cock. His twitching penis seemingly enthralled her, and she kept staring at it.

"Give me your hand."

Evie reached for Ren's extended hand, and when he wrapped her fingers around his erection, her eyes rounded, complete with parted lips.

She couldn't circle his fingers around it, just like she thought!

It was hard, rather slimy, and it pulsated beneath her hand. When she tried to squeeze it, Ren let out a painful groan stopping her attempt.

"Don't stop," Ren groaned.

Evie looked at him from her position. His face was red with beads of sweat all over his skin, and he was panting for air.

"R-Ren, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Don't. . . don't stop."

"But . . ."

"Evie . . ." Ren cupped her face and forced a weak smile. "What you're doing, it's very . . . arousing. I like it that you're not . . . disgusted."

Evie blinked. Confidence and empowerment percolated in her veins. She was thrilled to know that she had elicited this kind of reaction from him.

"It's a bit scary and smells weird, but I don't hate it."

Ren didn't know if he should feel happy or not about what she said. But he didn't have time to expound more as his head tipped back while his lips tightened as Evie squeezed his cock once again.

Seeing her in all fours between his legs, her sexy ass perking upwards, wiggling from side to side was plain torture! Torture in a pleasurable way.

Evie swept her hair to the side, staring at the strange flesh on her hand. Now she was looking at it up close, studying it. Ren's penis was a lot more . . . beautiful? Compared to the one she saw on the net.

It was the same color as his skin, with a plump pinkish head, reminding her of a mushroom. She giggled and unconsciously kissed the tip of his cock.

At once, Ren's body tightened, and she was stunned when his cock . . . increased in size!

Is that normal?

She didn't have time to think about her question when Ren grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against the mattress.

"Evie!"

Apparently, Ren lost control, and he instinctively grabbed Evie, pushing her beneath him. His muscles shuddered. His body was growing feverish, and his grip on her grew more possessive and intense.

He was not skilled nor experienced to hold his orgasm that long! He got to get her ready, for he was afraid he would hurt her by inserting his penis without prepping her first.

Straddling her, he untied her robe and spread it open, hurry in his actions.

Evie was a little scared at Ren's aggressiveness. So different from the calm and stoic man she used to know. Nevertheless, she was also happy to discover this other side of him. His perverted side that is primal, aggressive, dangerous . . . and sexy . . . very sexy indeed.

And this was all hers!

Her pussy ached with excitement.

Laying gorgeously bare before him, Ren gazed at Evie's perfect naked form, sensual sweat glistening on her skin. His eyes were drawn to her proud breasts, rising and falling with its cute little pinkish tip protruding at the center. They were big but not saggy. Round, but not hard. They look very squishy and soft.

His gaze then traveled down to the lines of sexy muscles on her stomach, reaching to her lacy panties and creamy thighs.

She was a masterpiece!

Her body was not just in the level of beautiful . . .

I think I'm about to go crazy! Ren thought.