This whole situation got me thinking. Was my performance in bed slipping, making her not enjoy it as much?
I glanced awkwardly at my cock, still going strong in her. This shouldn't be happening.
My cock was still thick, hard, and hot, and I'd been going at it for over thirty minutes without finishing. Shouldn't that be enough?
Or maybe, were Sophia, Mia, and Grace just pretending to enjoy it? Was I not actually satisfying them?
These doubts kept swirling in my mind, causing me to continually second-guess myself.
But then I saw Catherine, eyes closed, her body moving with my thrusts, her breasts bouncing with each motion. Every time I went deep, she let out a low moan.
All these signs pointed to her being comfortable, right? But why did her reactions seem a bit forced?
I grabbed her breast stubbornly, "What's wrong? Say something."
"It's just... it's too swollen down there... it feels sore... a bit uncomfortable."
Wasn't that a sign of pleasure? And we had just started; once she got used to my size, she'd definitely feel great.
Hearing her answer, I finally relaxed. My movements became gentler, and her moans turned softer, almost like a sweet melody.
"Why didn't you say anything earlier?"
"I was afraid..."
"Afraid of what?"
"Afraid of hurting your feelings."
I smiled, realizing she was just trying to be considerate. She was actually a good girl.
"This is normal, don't worry. If you feel uncomfortable in the future, just tell me, and I'll adjust."
I leaned back, feeling warm inside from her thoughtfulness, and kissed the corner of her mouth.
"I feel really sore now, can you adjust it?" Catherine looked at me with wide, innocent eyes, like a little rabbit.
I pinched her nose playfully and smiled, "I might not be able to adjust that."
"Why? Were you lying to me earlier?" Catherine frowned.
"No, it's just that my cock is too big. No matter how I adjust, you'll still feel sore and swollen. It's unavoidable."
Her expression turned disappointed, and I felt a bit lost.
Was it wrong that my cock was too big?
"But I can try to slow down and be gentler, so you feel as comfortable as possible. How about that?"
"Okay." Catherine nodded obediently.
She was just too cute. I couldn't help but think, 'If I can marry her, my life will definitely be happy and I will have innumerable wealth, with a skyrocketed quality of life.'
And emotionally, with Catherine by my side, fulfilling my needs, my spiritual life would be top-notch.
Suddenly, I realized Catherine had real potential. She could be my girlfriend, maybe even my wife.
"How's my strength? Am I being too rough?" I asked, holding her back with both hands.
Catherine didn't answer right away. She had her hands on my back, head tilted back, eyes closed, feeling my cock moving inside her.
She let out some low moans now and then.
I wasn't in a rush, taking it slow, waiting for her response. When I got tired, I played with her breasts.
This was probably the gentlest I'd ever been, even more so than with Scarlett.
"I think you can go a bit harder," Catherine said slowly.
"A bit harder?" I echoed, then said, "Alright, if you say so."
I held her back again, increased the force a bit, pulled out most of my cock, and when just the tip was inside, I let my body weight drop, thrusting in hard, making a slapping sound.
Catherine's moans matched the rhythm, each slapping sound followed by a moan.
It was like a perfect duet, quite pleasant to hear.
"How's that? Is this better?"
"Yeah... the soreness is easing up."
It seemed her body had adjusted to my size. After I thrust with more force, she felt fuller and hotter, and my hard cock could satisfy her better.
"As long as you're comfortable." I focused on thrusting.
Catherine hadn't had an orgasm since the first one I gave her with my mouth and hands, which was odd.
Usually, the first time should be more sensitive, right? Why hadn't she climaxed again?
Maybe I was being too gentle, not pushing her over the edge?
Thinking about this, I picked up the pace.
Catherine's mouth couldn't stay closed, and she let out a series of moans.
Her mouth was near my ear, her sounds sending shivers through me.
I was about to cum if she still didn't climax. But she was a virgin! How could I climax before she reached the top?
Realizing her moans were getting too loud, Catherine bit my shoulder to keep quiet.
"It's okay, if you need to moan, just do it. It's normal."
Catherine shook her head, trying hard to hold back, "No, it's too embarrassing."
"It's not embarrassing at all. I won't laugh at you. In fact, your moans turn me on even more."