I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 208: It Entered

Chapter 208: It Entered

Kouhei continued thrusting his cock between Misuzu’s soft, trembling thighs, the tip gliding effortlessly through the slick channel created by their combined fluids. Her thighs, warm and wet from the mixture of her love juices and his precum, clung to him like velvet, making each stroke smoother and more intoxicating. The rhythm between them grew deeper and heavier with tension.

Misuzu’s breathing had turned ragged, each gasp coming out more desperate than the last as she clutched the edge of the windowsill of the train while her other hand was stopping her mouth from leaking moans. Her body was trembling from the overwhelming heat pooling in her lower belly, her thighs instinctively squeezing tighter around him. Even though his cock hadn’t yet touched her bare pussy due to the soaked panties in the way, the friction was still enough to stimulate her, and it was more than enough. Sparks of pleasure coursed through her with every glide, tingling along her spine and scattering into her fingertips.

Her panties had become so thoroughly drenched they now hung on her hips like a soaked towel. They were heavy, sticky, and clinging tightly to her sensitive folds. The damp fabric was molded to her shape, so saturated it squished when pressed. Kouhei’s cock, sliding along it, was completely glazed in her arousal, every inch glistening with the evidence of her need.

“Mmm… mm… Mm…”

Misuzu bit into the edge of her hand, muffling her helpless moans. Her voice, once restrained and shy, had grown tremulous and needy. It was getting harder to hide the lewd sounds leaking from her lips, and harder still to stop her hips from twitching against him.

His cock passed through the valley between her thighs again and again, the thick tip now visibly jutting out in front of her. Misuzu glanced down, the sight of his swollen cock poking out beneath her skirt igniting a wild heat in her belly. For a moment, it looked like it belonged to her—like she was the one with a cock. The thought sent a shiver through her. Smirking softly, she seized the opportunity. Her fingers reached down and wrapped delicately around the head, giving it teasing strokes, spreading the pre-cum leaking from the tip.

“Ngh…”

Kouhei stifled a groan, his voice strained as the sensation shot through his core. It wasn’t loud, but it nearly choked him. Her touch was maddeningly soft, hitting just the right spot with her fingertips. She knew exactly how to push him to the edge, and if she kept that up, he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.

His hips moved faster, more urgently now, his cock gliding through her thighs with less restraint. The friction grew more intense, wet and messy and unbelievably warm. And then—suddenly—the train jolted violently beneath them.

His cock slipped.

“Ah…! Your cock got caught in my panties…” Misuzu whispered, her voice low and breathless, quivering as her eyes widened.

It had happened so fast. The sudden jolt had made his cock push past the edge of her panties, and now the thick, swollen head was resting right at the slick entrance of her pussy. The wet heat was unmistakable—it was her bare entrance, and he was touching it directly.

The sensation was overwhelming, and both of them could feel it.

“Hnn… mm… Mnn… Ah…”

Misuzu moaned louder now, unable to keep quiet. She clenched her hand over her mouth again, but her fingers trembled with every sound. Kouhei continued to move, his hips grinding back and forth, and her panties now did little to stop the mess. His crotch was soaked—covered in the creamy wetness that kept dripping from her. The scent of sex was faint in the air, masked only by the constant clatter of the train.

“S-Slow down, Kouhei-kun…” Misuzu murmured between heavy breaths. “If you’re this fast, then…”

Before she could finish, the train jerked once more.

This time, it slid deeper.

‘Ah…! It entered…’

Both of them froze.

Kouhei’s eyes widened slightly, and Misuzu’s breath caught in her throat. It wasn’t just the tip brushing against her anymore. His cock had slipped inside. It wasn’t fully in—but it was undeniably penetration.

“K-Kouhei-kun…”

Her voice wavered, unsure but soft. This wasn’t how she’d imagined it. She hadn’t prepared herself for it—not here, not now—but it was already happening. Kouhei didn’t know how to react either, his hands trembling slightly as they hovered near her hips.

But then…

“G-Go… You can go ahead and…” she whispered, her cheeks flushed crimson, eyes avoiding his. The words hung in the air like a fragile permission, her voice trailing into silence.

It was her first time. The setting—the train, the public space—it was crazy. But she’d let him in, and now neither of them could back out. The sensation of being inside her, even partially, sent Kouhei over the edge of hesitation.

He pushed in.

His cock slowly sank deeper into her warmth, stretching her tight, virgin walls inch by inch. A small snap echoed faintly in her mind, and she flinched, her whole body tensing. It was her barrier breaking—her first time, taken in a moment of heat. The sting was sharp, but brief, fading almost instantly into a dull ache that melted into the surrounding pleasure.

“Mnnn… Mnnnnn~…”

Kouhei moved carefully, watching her expression as he slid deeper, filling her more and more until the head of his cock pressed firmly against her cervix. Her pussy clenched instinctively around him, hugging his shaft with wet heat.

She could feel him—really feel him—inside her. A heavy, pulsing presence buried deep in her core, radiating pleasure straight up to her stomach. Her entire body shivered from the sensation of being so full and so utterly stretched.

‘Ah… Is this… what sex is like…? It feels… good~…’

Her mind was blank. Her thoughts spun, barely coherent, as the raw, intimate sensation overwhelmed her. She couldn’t believe she’d waited this long. Her body felt alive in a way she’d never known. Her limbs tingled, her thoughts floated, and all she could do now was ride the waves of pleasure crashing over her again and again.

“I’m going to move now, Misuzu-san. Please… try to keep your voice down as much as possible,” Kouhei murmured close to her ear, his tone low and careful, laced with restraint.

Misuzu gave a subtle nod, her lips pressed tightly together, anticipation shimmering in her half-lidded eyes.

Then, without hesitation, Kouhei gripped her slender hips with both hands, his fingers digging lightly into her warm flesh. The way her waist curved into his grasp made it easy to guide her body. Slowly, deliberately, he began to move.

“Mmm… Mn… Mm…”

His hips rolled in a slow, rhythmic motion, each thrust pushing his cock deeper inside her tight, slick heat. Misuzu could feel every ridge and vein along his shaft, pulsing with restrained desire. The sensation sent jolts of pleasure up her spine, making it hard to keep her voice in check. Her soft moans were muffled, strained, slipping through her lips like stifled gasps.

“Mnnn, mmm, mmm, mnn, mnnn, mnnn, mnnnnn, mnn, mmm, mmm, mmnnn…”

Kouhei kept thrusting, smooth and patient, his body pressing close to hers as if shielding her from the world. Around them, the train moved forward with its usual rattle and hum. The air was filled with the mechanical sounds of metal on tracks, people talking quietly, headphones leaking music—mundane noise masking the indecent act hidden in plain sight.

There was a person standing just behind them, close enough to brush shoulders, and yet, no one around suspected a thing. Misuzu’s expression remained mostly still, save for the small twitches of her brows and the occasional flutter of her lashes, betraying the waves of pleasure crashing through her body.

Kouhei clenched his jaw, fighting the pressure building deep inside him. His breathing was heavier now, and sweat was beginning to bead at his temple. Each slow withdrawal and push forward brought him closer to the edge. He didn’t want to finish too early, but the sensations were too intense.

Still moving, still trying to hold back, he finally spoke through gritted teeth, his voice trembling, “I’m sorry, Misuzu-san, but I’m about to…”

“Mmmm, mm, mm…”

Misuzu didn’t answer in words. Instead, she turned her head slightly, just enough for her eyes to meet his. Her look was clea a d it was welcoming, understanding, and giving him silent permission. That was all Kouhei needed.

With a restrained groan, he stopped holding back and came hard inside her.

“Mnnnnnmmnnnnn!? Mmmnnn~!!, mmmmm…”

The sheer force of the release made Misuzu’s entire body jolt. Her toes curled inside her shoes, heels slightly lifting from the train floor as her knees weakened. She could feel the thick, hot jets of cum shooting deep into her womb, filling her with every pulse of his cock. The pressure was overwhelming. Her lips parted in a silent gasp, eyes rolling back slightly from the intensity. She saw herself in the dim reflection of the window—a flushed, messy expression smeared with lust, strands of hair clinging to her cheeks, and a thin trail of saliva slipping from the corner of her mouth.

Kouhei held her steady, panting lightly as he emptied the last of his load inside her, the aftershocks of pleasure coursing through his lower body.

Then, just as the intensity began to fade and they caught their breath, a soft chime rang through the train cabin, followed by a crisp, automated voice.

“Next station, S*******. S******* Station. The doors on the right side will open. Please take all of your belongings with you when leaving the train.”