Part Four: Albert Wesker the Seducer
Section One: Seduction By Happenstance
It was a little after midnight when the driver pulled up to Albert's house. When they arrived, Annika was still in a state of shock from the day's events. She hadn't spoken much since arriving at the house, apart from asking if his home was a hotel and where would she be sleeping. Albert showed her to the large room where she would be staying, which was down the hall from where his even larger room was.
"There are some pajamas in the drawer you may use until the new clothes arrive tomorrow." Albert said.
Annika nodded, but didn't speak.
"There is a bathroom here." He said opening a door showing her a large bathroom. "And when your clothes arrive, you have a nice sized closet you may use."
"Your house is so large Mr. Wesker." Annika said timidly. "I don't think I have ever stayed in such a large home in my entire life. You live here all alone?"
"Yes, I do." Albert answered.
"And you do not get lonely?" She asked
"No, I do not." He said sternly. "If you will excuse me Miss Muller I need to attend to a few things."
"Of course, Mr. Wesker." Annika said. "Thank you for inviting me into your home."
"You are welcome Miss Muller." Albert said with a kind smile. "I will see you in the morning."
Albert turned and walked out of the room then down the hall to his room. Throwing open the French doors, Albert walked over to his large mahogany bed and collapsed into it. He was physically and mentally exhausted, but he had a sneaking suspicion he would not be able to fall asleep. He knew something about his temperament was extremely off and he wasn't certain how to control what he was feeling.
The adrenaline from the firefight surged through his veins and had no intentions of abating anytime soon. Albert was anxious to discharge this aberrant temperament that threatened to completely assail his ordinarily austere disposition. However, lying in bed would not solve this issue, he had to do something to alleviate it. Getting out of bed, Albert took a quick shower, before changing into his swimming gear and swimming numerous laps in his indoor swimming pool. When that failed to disperse the noxious adrenaline, he resorted to lifting weights, but that too failed to satisfy his wild mood. Finally, he settled on completing more mundane tasks such as reorganizing and alphabetizing all the old files in his study.
It was nearly 4 AM and nothing worked to even slightly temper Albert's manic disposition. He replayed the events of the evening over and over in his mind, but the best part of the evening was pumping those bullets into the leader of the Warlords and his henchmen. Watching them collapse in a blood-soaked heap gave him ecstasy he never experienced before. Grant it, he held the power of life and death in his hands all the time at Arklay, but this was different; this was far more gratifying than infecting some hapless pathetic test subject. Those test subjects were never a threat, but in this situation, there was a credible hazard to his and Annika's lives. Try as he may to suppress the thought, he loved the extra element of danger. It electrified him- aroused a latent primal instinct within him. Moreover, it made the ruthless butchery of those two men all the more fulfilling.
This was the reason why Albert was having the hardest time winding down. This was why the adrenaline streaming through him refused to abate. Nevertheless, he was contented replaying the scenario over and over in his mind. He delighted in thinking of getting the drop on Metija and Bronislav, easily taking them out. He reveled in spilling their blood, he delighted in piercing their flesh and organs with hot lead. Moreover, the sounds that their bodies made as they fell lifelessly to the ground in a tarn of their own warm gushing fluids… That sound, that beautiful melodic sound was like a symphony to his ears. He was the ultimate predator and those who dared to challenge him would meet their end massacred at his feet. However, he needed to push aside his jubilation and get some much-needed rest. It was extremely late and he wanted to retire to bed, but there would be no tempering his wild disposition anytime soon.
Having tried everything else he could think of and completely overpowered by his endocrine system, Albert decided to sit at the baby grand piano in his private library. There he began to play Mozart's Piano Sonata number 8 from memory. Playing the piano was pastime he seldom indulged in, but there were times when the playing piano aided in focusing his mind while keeping his hands engaged; he expected this one be one of those times where music could soothe the ferocious epinephrine filled beast within.
Meanwhile upstairs, Annika thrashed around in the large fluffy bed. No matter what she tried she couldn't close her blue eyes; the frightening events of the day kept replaying in her mind and no matter what she did, she couldn't get them to stop. It was so terrifying, especially when Mr. Ateljevic fired his gun at the window, barely missing her by millimeters. It was only by the grace of God that she wasn't hit. And if Mr. Wesker hadn't been there to stop Mr. Ateljevic... A brief thought Mr. Ateljevic killing her, sent a frosty chill down her spine.
Mr. Wesker put his life on the line for her. He even killed Mr. Ateljevic and the other men to save her. Annika turned and faced the large window and stared off into the darkness as tears streamed out of her blue eyes. He could have been killed by those men, yet he risked his life to save hers. Then after saving her life, he brought her into his home to continue to protect her. It may be his job to keep her safe, but he didn't have to risk his life for hers and he most certainly didn't have to bring her into his home to protect her from The Warlords.
Mr. Wesker was far too gallant and compassionate and she never thanked him for getting her out of that dangerous situation or saving her life. Admittedly, she was completely unresponsive from the day's traumatic events to speak during the long ride to his home. Once they arrived at his home, he promptly showed her to the room she would be using and he left her alone for the rest of the night. Who knows what he was feeling following such a terrifying ordeal. He must be suffering with the pains of guilt.
Annika sat up in bed and wiped the tears from her ocean blue eyes. She knew she had to thank him for everything he had done for her and she didn't want to wait until morning to tell him. Getting out of bed, Annika opened up the door, walked downstairs, and towards the sound of the music that was playing in the distance of the massive house. After peeking down various corridors and into open rooms, Annika came to the threshold of the library and there she saw Albert diligently playing piano. As timid as a woodland creature, she walked in and tried not to disturb his playing.
"Oh, Miss Muller." He said kindly as he looked over to her and stopped playing. "I hope my playing has not aroused you from your slumber?"
"No Mr. Wesker it hasn't." She answered softly. "Please continue playing."
"As you wish." He said continuing his playing but starting the sonata over from the beginning.
Annika stood there and listened to him play and did not speak.
"Do you know what I am playing?" He asked.
Annika shook her head.
"It is Mozart's 8th Piano Sonata." He said. "It was written shortly after Mozart's mother's death, a death which he was blamed for by his father, but her illness wasn't his fault."
"How sad." Annika said sorrowfully.
"Indeed." He said continuing to play. "In this piece you can hear the multitude of emotions he must have been experiencing because of that traumatic event. I myself hear despair, frustration, and remorse."
Albert stopped playing for a moment and beckoned her to come and sit beside him, which she did. Once she was seated by his side, he continued to play until the first movement was completed. When he was finished, Annika applauded and smiled. Apparently, she didn't realize the work was not finished, but he accepted her kind gesture and continued on playing the second movement in the piece, which was a sweet and gentle tune. As Annika listened to the lovely music playing she suddenly stopped him from playing.
"Do you not like this part Miss Muller?" Albert asked looking at her.
Annika looked into his dual colored eyes and her face instantly turned a bright shade of red. Looking away from his penetrating gaze, she answered his question, "It's not that."
"Then what is the matter?" He asked.
"I…" Annika turned and looked into his eyes again. Her heart was pounding as she got lost in his gaze. "I…"
"Do not be afraid to speak Miss Muller." He said kindly. "Please say whatever is on your mind."
"I wanted to thank you for saving my life." She said softly. "If it weren't for you, I would most certainly be dead now."
"No need to thank me Miss Muller." He said sternly. "I said I would protect you and I am a man of my word."
"You didn't have to risk your life to save mine." Annika said softly.
"And if I had not done so, Bronislav Ateljevic would have killed you." Albert said directly. "It is my responsibility to see that you are safe."
"I know it is your responsibility." She replied softly. "But I am forever grateful to you."
With that Annika kissed Albert softly on the cheek. He was a little surprised, but easily recovered. However, he decided to press the boundaries of this burgeoning situation a little more; so, he leaned over and kissed Annika softly on her thin lips. Ordinarily he would never take advantage of his ward in this manner- especially when she was so vulnerable and could be effortlessly seduced by his charms. Nevertheless, the adrenaline speeding through him was forcefully driving his actions, and he was contented to let his currently roguish temperament dictate this situation. Once the kiss ended, their eyes locked for a moment and Annika suddenly turned away from him.
"Pardon me for being so audacious." Albert said softly. "I did not mean to cause you any embarrassment."
"Oh no." Annika said softly. "It's just that I've never been kissed before."
"I see." He said softly. "Well, I sincerely hope you enjoyed your first kiss?"
Too embarrassed to answer Albert's question, Annika just nodded.
"Would you like me to kiss you again?" He questioned brazenly.
Annika looked at Albert again and she blushed. Of course, she wanted him to kiss her again. His lips are so warm and soft, they felt so wonderful gently pressed against hers. It was a feeling she hoped would never end, so bashfully, Annika looked away from his gaze and slowly nodded a reticent yes. Albert, not wasting a second, lifted her chin so her soft blue eyes could meet his. Annika's face burned bright crimson, but she was excited to feel his lips against hers once more. For a second, Annika opened her eyes and looked into his and she felt as though she would explode with anticipation. Sensing both her anxiousness and arousal, Albert once again placed his soft lips against hers. Kissing her tenderly then passionately. He wanted to unleash her submerged sexual desires.
Young single Edonian women generally came in two brands, either shameless harlots or exceptionally sexually repressed virgins, it appeared that Annika belonged to the latter faction of women. However, neither type held any particular interest to him, at least not when he was in a more ascetic state of being. Albert was far more aroused by scholarly knowledge than carnal. But at present, the adrenaline was in absolute control over his entire being; perhaps indulging in mindless copulation would finally cure him of this bizarre malady once and for all.
Taking advantage of the situation, Albert slid his hands down her shoulders gently down to her waist. Annika seemed to try wiggle away from him, but he held her firmly as he could without frightening her. Taking further advantage, he slipped his tongue past her soft lips, he wanted to see how she would react to his sudden and quite shameless advance. He thought either she would be appalled and make a hasty retreat. Or she would passively accept his advance and he would continue to push her limits even further. The adrenaline was desperately eager for the latter and his true personality was beginning to agree with his rapacious endocrine system.
Annika's blue eyes opened, she was shocked to feel his tongue inside her mouth. This was something she had only heard about or saw in American movies. She didn't think people actually kissed this way. Annika didn't know what to do next. Try as she may to recall every American movie she saw for some guidance her mind was completely blank. She felt embarrassed, but she didn't want to stop kissing him. After all his kisses felt very nice and they made her very happy. After a moment of Albert gently probing her mouth, Annika decided that the best she could do would be to follow exactly what he was doing; perhaps that was the correct way to do a kiss like this. Annika once again closed her eyes and timidly slipped her tongue into Albert's mouth.
Albert couldn't be more elated. She was reciprocating, which meant it was time to truly test the waters and see how far she would allow him to go. Immediately, he held her waist tightly and his kisses became more fervent. Annika did her best to keep in stride with his actions, but she was woefully ill-prepared for his advances and he knew it. However, her lack of experience was not vexing, at least not at this time, so he decided to take a very bold step.
Slipping his left hand from Annika's waist, Albert's fingers slowly made their way underneath her shirt and onto her firm breast. Annika moaned, but was unaware she had so. For a second, he thought that perhaps she wasn't ready for the step and was putting up a minor protest. That was not the case however. It appears that Annika was frozen in place. Annika was unsure of what was happening. She liked feeling his hand on her body, but this had never happened to her before and she was very much out of her element and had no idea what to do next.
"Do you want me to stop Annika?" Albert asked, releasing her from his grip.
Annika couldn't speak. There was a part of her that thought what she was doing was wrong, terribly wrong. That "good Edonian girls" don't behave in this manner, especially if they ever wanted to get married. But that was how girls in Edonia were raised to think. That kissing, touching, or even being near a man would lead to all forms of moral corruption and once sullied it was irreversible, a permanent black stain on the girl's character. And once tainted, marriage, family life, even respectability would never be attained by the fallen one. But that wasn't the way people thought here in America.
Girls… No, women here were free to be alone with a man- any man of their choosing. She had seen countless American movies and television shows where women would do all sorts of things with men and at the end of these stories they would be married and living happily. Annika too wanted to be like a normal American woman. Free! Free to be in a relationship with a wonderful, brave, and handsome man like Mr. Wesker, no, Albert. Today is the day she would step bravely into this new way of thinking, and finally be free of her narrow-minded past life as an Edonian girl. Annika wanted to speak out her new-found sense of liberation, but she couldn't find the words, it was far too overwhelming, so she just shook her head.
Albert smirked at Annika, she was willing to submit to him, but he couldn't get too excited yet. Annika was still very naive and innocent; more than likely there would be protests or things that she would not be ready for, but he was fairly confident he could gradually guide her through the apprehension she would undoubtedly have. He would just have to be exceedingly gentle in his persuasions. However, Albert knew there was a chance she would be willing to do anything he desired, but only if he played his cards right.
The animalistic desire was coursing rapidly through his veins did not wish to be tempered. The adrenaline demanded that he pull all her clothes off, thrust her legs wide open, pull out his already swollen member, and tear through her innocence right there on the piano bench. But he had to take some control over the epinephrine driven mania if he was going to complete this conquest. It would serve both their interest, as well as heighten his pleasure if he consumed this fragile prey methodically.
Once again placing his mouth to hers, Albert resumed the slight process of tenderly seducing Annika. But this time, he was more calculated in his actions. Instead of going right for her eager breasts, he toyed with her body, running his hands slowly and passionately up and down her frame sending chills throughout her entire being. Sensing how aroused she was becoming he then upped the seduction, by gently brushing his hands down the sides of her bosom.
Annika was moaning, but she probably didn't even realize it. Her inexperience was rather arousing to Albert. While he never went out of his way for the pursuit of sexual pleasures, he greatly enjoyed fornicating, especially with those with limited or no experience in such matters. There was something powerful about bringing a virgin to their first orgasm that was intoxicating and given how strong his desires were at present, he was more enthusiastic than usual to bring Annika trembling with orgasmic delight into womanhood.
Albert kissed her lips softly one more time before standing her up, taking her hand, and guiding her quickly down the long hallways of his home, then upstairs to his bedroom. Throwing open the French doors, Albert gently guided Annika into the room which was only illuminated by the warm soft glow of the gas fireplace. Albert resumed kissing her soft pink lips and tenderly caressing her long soft fiery red hair. Annika kissed him back, she was becoming more eager to submit to him. Slowly, yet not breaking their passionate kiss, Albert began to lead Annika back towards the king size mahogany bed. His motions were so gradual that Annika was surprised when she fell backwards on the fluffy soft bed. Realizing where she was, Annika hesitated. Sensing her hesitation, Albert stopped and looked at her.
"If you want me to stop," Albert said softly. "I will stop Annika."
Annika looked at the bed and her mind raced wildly. She wasn't sure what she wanted. She enjoyed the feeling of his lips on hers, the feeling of his tongue in her mouth, and his hands all over her body. However, she felt like this was wrong and she shouldn't be doing these things with a man she wasn't married to. Again, her traditional Edonian upbringing was butting up against the uninhibited ways of her new country. She was determined not to let her upbringing determine how this moment would end. She wanted to throw caution to the wind and live freely.
"I do not want you to stop Albert." Annika said softly.
Albert sat down next to her on the bed and gently caressed her face while staring deeply into her blue eyes. Annika's heart was beating so much that it felt like it would explode any minute, or worse, it seemed like Albert could hear it thumping in her chest. Annika diverted her gaze from his in an attempt to calm herself down, but it was useless. Everything was spiraling out of control and she wasn't sure if she could bring the situation back to normal.
"Are you quite sure Annika?" Albert questioned as he caressed her long red hair. "You don't seem certain."
"I am certain." Annika said breathlessly. "I don't think I've been more certain of anything else in my entire life."
Albert smiled at Annika. She had made a decision and spoke that decision with confidence. She was ripe for the plucking; however, he still didn't want to proceed to hastily. Albert kissed her sweetly on the lips, then took off his tee-shirt, Annika was mesmerized by his body. His body was just like something you would see in a Hollywood movie. He had a broad chest and a flat stomach, but he was also muscular. His stomach had amazingly distinct ripples in them, as did both his chest and his arms. Annika wanted to touch his body just to see if it was real, but she again hesitated.
"It's okay Annika." Albert said to her softly. "You may touch me."
Annika looked at him, she couldn't believe that he could read her thoughts as easily as he did, but there was something comforting about this uncanny ability. Annika quickly shrugged off her thoughts and reached out her right hand to touch his body, but she couldn't do it. Taking the lead again, Albert grabbed her hands and placed it to his chest. Annika shuddered as Albert guided her hand down his body. His skin was so soft, but his chest and stomach felt firm.
Albert moaned softly as her hands traced his masculine frame. Annika's hands weren't soft, which wasn't surprising given her background and occupation. However, it did feel good having her touch him, so he wanted to push the limits a little farther. Even though he was guiding her hands, he could feel Annika moving with his, but she stopped moving them just above his belly button. Taking control, Albert directed one hand down his belly button, across the delicate blonde hairs at the base of his torso and down to his crotch so she could feel his hardness. Noticing what he was doing, Annika tried to pull her guided hand back, but Albert's grip was absolute.
"Fear not Annika." He said tenderly. "I want you to touch me here."
"But…" She said sounding frightened.
"Please don't stop." Albert moaned. "Your touch is divine Annika."
Annika practically melted with that statement, so she tried to relax her hand, but this felt so unnatural and awkward. Instantly realizing what she was feeling, Albert guided her hand into his pants, past his undergarments and right to his completely erect manhood. Annika blushed. She knew what she was touching, but she was curious, aghast, and embarrassed. His… "Manhood" was rock solid, but it felt as though it was getting harder in her hand, it felt so strange. If it felt weird for her to touch it, she thought, it must feel equally bizarre for him as well. Annika look at Albert's face to see if he felt as awkward as she did, but from the look on his face he seemed… She wasn't sure, but he at least didn't look uncomfortable.
Albert was enjoying himself and he knew he was going to control this situation to it's fullest. So, stopping her actions momentarily, Albert stood up and unbuttoned his pants then let them and his undergarments slide to the floor, before stepping out of them, kicking them to the side, and sitting back down on the bed. Annika was completely frozen, she couldn't believe what was happening. Never in a million years did she expect this to happen. Here she was, in the bed of the most handsome and brave man she had ever known and he was completely naked. What was going to happen next, she wondered?
Before she could contemplate anything else, Albert resumed kissing her, but this time much more fervent than before. As he kissed her, he artfully began to remove her clothes, starting with slipping the tee-shirt she borrowed from him, off. Annika wanted to cover her breasts, but before she could complete the action, Albert's hands and mouth had made their way to her bosom. Annika yelped as she felt Albert's warm wet tongue circling her dark pink nipples. Then using his free hand, he would gently squeeze her unsuckled nipple. But he would alternate between each nipple nursing each like a hungry baby.
The sensations of Albert's mouth on her breasts sent shockwaves through Annika. She was panting and moaning even if she didn't understand why. What Albert was doing seemed sinful and wrong, but it also felt nice, very nice. A part of her wanted him to stop, but she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she asked him to. Before she knew it, Albert had laid her down on the mattress as he continued to stimulate her eager nipples. While he suckled, his free left hand meandered down and began working the little bow that kept the pajama pants of his she borrowed up. Making quick work of the bow, Albert's hand made his way inside the pants.
Albert placed his large warm hands over her lower abdomen and teased the hyper sensitive place between her pelvis and her lower stomach. Annika practically went into convulsions from is touch, which thrilled him immensely, so he continued to tease this tender place on her body, sending chill after chill up and down every fiber of her being, leaving her to pant like a thirsty animal. When he grew bored of teasing her, he gingerly slipped his hands past the soft scarlet hairs that covered the outer folds of her womanhood, and down to her slit. Parting her moist folds, Wesker began to stimulate her most delicate bud.
"Albert!" Annika yelped in completely shocked at what he was doing.
Albert kissed her mouth long and passionately which immediately quieted her. Normally he wouldn't be so intrepid, but his desire was profound and whether she realized it or not, so was hers. Annika was completely aroused by his manipulations. Her sweet body was reacting as it should. Her nipples were erect, her skin was flushed, and her womanhood was soaking with anticipation for his pulsating phallus, which it would receive momentarily. For now, he wanted to bring her to her first orgasm, so he used his fingers to stroke her clitoris faster and faster, which appeared to drive Annika mad. Her body shook and her breathing was erratic, she was losing all sense of control, which thrilled him immensely. Any second now, Annika was going to climax and from that moment onwards, she would be ready and willing to submit to anything he desired.
Albert worked her hot bud a little more and finally Annika gave herself over to a powerful climax. Her entire body convulsed as the orgasm overtook her entire frame. Her sweet blue eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned loudly as her body released in passionate bliss. However, Albert only gave her brief respite from his tender manipulations before doubling his efforts on her still swollen clit and focusing his mouth and free hand to her eager breasts.
Annika's was dizzy from this new experience. She had no idea what was happening to her. It felt like she was being betrayed by her own body. She shivered all over like she was freezing, but her body was ablaze. This most certainly was terribly wrong but it felt too good to stop or even want to stop. Everything was out of control, yet a part of her enjoyed the chaos and couldn't wait to experience more of it.
Albert spent a significant amount of time bringing Annika from one orgasm to another, however he had grown bored with getting her to climax near endlessly through clorital stimulation. It was time to release her from the bonds of childhood and bring her orgasming into womanhood. Sliding down her pajama pants down her hips, past her thighs, and sliding them off onto the hardwood floor. Annika used her arms to cover herself.
"You are beautiful Annika." Albert said seductively. "You have no need to hide your body."
What Albert said was true, Annika had a very alluring and shapely body. She had plump full breasts, a physical attribute that greatly aroused Albert. She also had shapely hips and a nice sized waist. She wasn't as beautiful in the face as he would prefer in a bed mate, but she did have a modest cuteness about her and of course her naivety was always something he liked, as it made it much easier to seduce and manipulate people who were unquestioning. However, he was still so driven by the free-flowing adrenaline coursing through him that anyone regardless of looks, physique, or social standing would be acceptable as a sex partner at present. While under normal circumstances Annika wouldn't be the type of woman he would choose for sexual congress, she would suffice in draining this terrible adrenaline from his system and satisfying the lust coursing through his veins.
There was so much he wanted to do to this little virgin. All the lecherous ways he wanted to take her flooded into his mind as he looked over her seductive body. Honestly, he wanted to pull up by her fiery red hair and force his gargantuan member into her mouth. But he had to remember, she had zero experience sexually and if he did that to her it would unquestionably cross a line she was nowhere near ready for. Perhaps in time he could convince her to fillatiate him, however now was not the right time. Besides, he was uninterested in anymore foreplay. It was time for the main course to begin.
Albert stopped all other manipulations and kissed her sweetly on the lips before sitting up and parting her milky white thighs. When she was spread open, he gazed at her soaking wet womanhood. Her dark pink slit appeared as though it was drooling eagerly, longing for him to tear into her virgin maidenhead, he felt his member pulse feverishly with lust at the prospect. She was so incredibly wet and he could not wait to slide into her warm wet place. As Albert gazed hungrily at her, Annika burned bright red with embarrassment.
"Please don't look at me there." She said covering her face so she couldn't see him looking at her secret place.
"You are beautiful everywhere Annika." He said kindly. "How can I not look at such beauty and not be smitten by it."
With that Albert mounted Annika, placed his hard-throbbing manhood at the entrance of her delicate flower, and kissed her lips softly.
"I'm going ask once more Annika," Albert began. "Is this really and truly what you want?"
"Yes Albert." Annika finally didn't hesitate to answer him.
Albert kissed her forehead then lips tenderly then he said, "As you see, I am quite large, so this may be a fairly intense for you. However, I will make a concerted effort to be gentle with you."
Annika nodded, but she didn't yet understand what he meant, however there was no time to contemplate the meaning behind his words, because she soon felt something enter her sharply and she squealed in agony. Albert stopped and pulled out of her, then kissed her lips softly and rubbed her sensitive bud again to counteract the pain. When she began to moan in ecstasy once more, he placed his manhood inside her going a little bit deeper this time. The sharp pain again overtook Annika again, but this time Albert was rubbing her swollen bud to try to better balance the agony she was experiencing.
Annika felt like she was going to go insane! On the one hand her body was a beacon of white hot pain, but on the other it was a beacon of red hot pleasure too. Now she understood what he meant when he said the feeling would be intense, but she didn't know what to do with all the wide-ranging emotional and physical sensations she was experiencing. Everything was bleeding together and her mind was rapidly losing focus. Something new was emerging within her, she had no idea what this new thing was, but it was at once thrilling and frightening.
Albert, meanwhile, glided his length a little deeper inside Annika. She was so tight, warm, and soaking wet. The adrenaline desperately wanted to take full advantage of how dripping wet she was and slide all the way inside her without giving pause to the agony she would no doubt feel from having her virgin womanhood pierced. However bestial his lust may be, he had to remain in absolute control. It would not be acceptable to waste this wonderful opportunity. It would be best that he took his time and enjoyed piercing her innocent slit. Slipping a little further into her, Albert could feel the tiny portion of flesh that was the barrier of Annika's innocence. She was so pure that she still had a perfectly intact hymen. This was rare treat, one that he would savor extinguishing, just as he had savored extinguishing the lives of those two men.
Albert grinned to himself, her innocence was about to be shattered and she would no longer be a pure and virtuous child; she was about to be deflowered and become a passionate wanton woman. His fingers continued to focus on her engorged clit, as his member began to slowly and fully penetrate her. This was, no doubt this was going to be very painful for her, but it couldn't be helped. Perhaps she may feel a little pleasure if he manipulated her tiny bud while entering her, but either way, he would claim her innocence now. Pressing for as tenderly as he could, Albert's large phallus nudged the barrier a tiny bit before it gave way completely and he fully entered her.
Annika let out a loud shriek as Albert completely parted her tight canal. The pain was fantastic, but she still felt good as he teased her delicate part. What was happening to her body? Why was everything so confusing?
"It's okay Annika." Albert moaned softly in her ear. "The worst portion is over."
Annika looked up into Albert's dual colored eyes to try to find solace in them and for the most part she did. However, her body was this strange mix of hot and cold- pain and pleasure. She didn't understand what was happening. Furthermore, she felt this very bizarre fullness inside her and this full feeling was also a curious mix of painful, pleasurable, ugly, and beautiful. Annika felt as though she had been fully corrupted, but it did matter? She was the happiest she had ever been in her entire life. She was with a man who was so strong and gorgeous. A man who risked so much for her, there was no way someone so valiant and honorable would be a corrupting force. Pushing away all the uncertainty she felt, Annika delighted in being taken by Albert and wanted to experience all he had to give her.
Albert noticed this change in Annika, but he didn't want to advance his objective just yet. He wanted to give Annika a little time to adjust to this new sensation- the feeling of being wholly penetrated. In order to give her time to adjust to this new experience, he did not begin his passionate rhythmic thrusting immediately. Albert wanted her body to naturally adjust to his monolithic size.
Annika was sopping wet, he could near effortlessly slide as deep as he wanted inside her, but she was also so maddeningly constricted that it was almost painful for him to be inside her as well. Very few men could tolerate being inside a virgin without expelling their lust too quickly, but he was in complete control of his body and hers as well. This newly tarnished flower also felt wonderful and he too wanted to revel in the sensation, as well as make what was to occur next more enjoyable for the both of them.
After a while, Albert could feel Annika's canal begin accept and become comfortable with the immense size of his long and thick phallus, so he began to slowly thrust deeper into her. Within a few thrusts, he could feel a torrent of moisture gush from her womanhood, as well as every part of her frame going into orgasmic convulsions. She was orgasming so wildly that she could barely contain herself as they came in such rapid-fire succession. She probably had no idea what was happening to her body, which was a pity, but Albert delighted in it and wanted to continue driving her to orgasm after countless orgasm.
Not holding back any further, Albert began to thrust deeper and harder inside Annika and surprisingly, she continued to climax, but even more than just having orgasms she did unconscious things to let him know she was enjoying herself; like moving her hips in time to his deep thrusts. She also wrapped her legs around his and moaned his name fervently. It seems that Edonian girls do indeed come in two brands and this particular Edonian girl went from an exceptionally sexually repressed virgin to an immediate shameless harlot. He had to admit, he rather liked the new harlot version of Annika much better.
After what seemed like an eternity of mindless fornication, Annika was spent. She could barely keep up with his thrusting anymore, finally Albert was at the point of reaching his own climax. Intercourse with Annika was agreeable and he hoped she wouldn't be averse to another session or two, before they both collapsed into a heap. His refractory periods were eerily short for a man his age. Usually it would take Albert about 15 to 25 minutes to once again be ready to resume another round of senseless copulation following the first; and three was the minimum amount of rounds he found acceptable before ending the night. If his partner could handle more, he would go for as long as they wanted or until he was completely satisfied, which could take hours.
Albert's breathing became shallow and his thrusts were slower and more methodical then sensual. He was trying to decide; did he want to reach orgasm inside her or did he want to withdraw from her before his lust exploded from him? Normally, he wouldn't dare chance an unintentional pregnancy. Fatherhood was something he had absolutely no interest in; however, he was still being heavily influenced by the epinephrine surging through his veins. It was the adrenaline daring him to release all he had inside of Annika.
Ultimately, Albert would allow the epinephrine win this internal conflict. Being inside Annika felt good and he wanted to remain inside her for as long as possible. Moreover, he wanted to release all this noxious adrenaline from his body, he wanted to return to his normal ascetic state of being and filling Annika was the only way to achieve that goal.
"Annika…" Albert groaned, he was at his limit. Unabashed, he finished and drained all his seed deep inside of Annika.
After a substantial amount of time, Albert disengaged from Annika then rolled onto his back. For a while, the pair lay on their backs silent and motionless. Annika was catatonic from this blissful new experience, while Albert was in a bit of a daze. For the first few moments in the aftermath of their passion, he lay there mindlessly gazing at the ceiling watching the shadows cast from the fireplace dance above them. Albert felt serene or at least a little more like himself, yet not completely normal. He would most certainly require at least another few sessions, before returning to his normal state of being; however, he needed a moment to regroup.
Albert's mind went completely blank, which was rather a welcomed feeling. His mind was always on some subject or crisis and it felt good to not have his mental processer running so hard. But this moment was all too short lived and once again his thoughts began to wander. However, instead of succumbing to his thoughts, he turned to his side and gazed down at Annika, who looked genuinely exhausted, but he knew this was only the beginning of their lascivious night together; she would be granted a few fleeting moments of rest, but then it would be time for their next session. Given that he was still fully erect, it would be virtually no time at all before they would begin anew.
All in due course. He thought.
Albert looked down at Annika's body, she completely drenched in sweat. Her crimson hair was disheveled as tiny tendrils clung to her alabaster forehead. Her breathing was shallow and her womanhood was ablaze with agonizing pain, while the rest of her body was experiencing the delicious aftershocks of pleasure. Everything was mystifying, everything felt unbridled, nevertheless Annika was filled with overwhelming ecstasy.
"Albert…" She whispered looking up at him with a feeble smile.
"Shh." He hushed her softly as he brushed the sweat matted hair from her brow. "You don't have to say anything Annika."
Annika said meekly as she stared lovingly into his dual colored eyes. "I love you Albert…"
Albert looked down at her for a moment with no expression. He should have foreseen something like this occurring, however he wasn't exactly in his typical balanced frame of mind when this tryst began. Albert knew there would never come a time where he would even remotely reciprocate her feelings for him. He loved knowledge, he loved science, he loved power, but people… People were something he could live without. As cruel is it would be, he figured it was best to be honest with her and not lead her on with false promises or unrequited affections.
"Poor Annika." Albert whispered to her softly. "Giving your heart to me- that is a fool's errand."