Chapter 6 Really Crazy 1

Vonda winced. The girl undeniably felt pain inside. Especially when Max, unaware of her virginity, thrust himself. Unsurprisingly, her delicate hymen tore without warning or signal. However, something was odd. While Max felt guilty, Vonda, on the other hand, felt surprisingly okay.

"Um, so what people say about it hurting the first time ... it's true, right?" she asked.

Max clenched his jaw. His hands still held Vonda's waist, guiding her movements, even if slowly. He restrained himself, though it was difficult. Max's humanity had been touched by his guilt all this time. So, it was no surprise when he finally asked gently, "Does it still hurt?"

In front of Max's face, Vonda nodded. "It feels strange. It's not like a painful scrape, but..."

Vonda could not find the right words, but Max understood well enough to continue restraining himself. As time went on, controlling his urges became increasingly difficult for him.

There was no need to ask how tormented Max felt. He was inside Vonda, yet he could not move to satisfy their desires, fearing it would cause her more pain.

Max took a deep breath, realizing he needed to shift his focus to prevent himself from guiding Vonda. Thus, he chose to lavish attention on her breasts.

Vonda blinked, slightly surprised when she felt Max resuming his exploration of her breasts. With his fingers and his mouth.

A moment later, Vonda started to close her eyes, relishing Max's tantalizing touches. It did not take long before soft moans escaped her lips, urging her to lean further into Max's caresses. She offered herself more to him while her hands, which had been entwined in his black hair, started to knead it.

Astounding!

Despite intending to divert his thoughts, Max found that his actions only further aroused him. His desire grew stronger, and...

Vonda moved. A primal instinct took over, and she followed her body's flow, surrendering to the pleasure of Max's caresses. Slowly but surely, she felt something within her that urged her to move, to grind against the lower part of her body that was still connected to Max.

For a moment, Max was taken aback. Then, one of his hands moved to push aside Vonda's tangled hair that hung messily in front of her face. He tucked it behind her back and asked, "Are you okay now?"

Vonda bit her lower lip. "I'm not sure. But... it feels good."

Max restrained himself, torn between laughter and exasperation. "Good?" he asked with a chuckle. "If that's the case, I can make it even better."

Before Vonda could grasp the meaning of Max's words, his hand was already on her waist again, guiding her movements. As the pace increased, Vonda was tempted to match Max's motions.

In that car, the car that Max had just acquired earlier that afternoon when customs officers had delivered it to his parents' house, he realized that he had truly caught the crazy girl's bug.

Having sex with an unknown virgin by the roadside? Wow!

Even his wildest fantasies as a guy had never envisioned such a scenario. However, it did not mean that Max did not enjoy it. On the contrary, he could say that he was really enjoying it.

Vonda's moans, her sensual movements, and her blushing face enchanted Max. He was determined to give Vonda a first experience she would never forget.

Together, they moved in perfect harmony. Max gently caressed Vonda, kissing her swollen lips and squeezing her perfectly fitting breasts in his hands.

Max felt Vonda clutching him tightly, her breath quickening as she moaned.

"Oh, my goodness."

Her moans were so beautiful, driving Max to thrust even faster, matching the rhythm of her passionate sounds. Their combined moans filled the air, blending with Max's demanding groans.

They moved faster and faster, urging each other on.

Their breaths were in sync, leading Max to a moment when his masculinity felt like it was being tightly massaged by the muscles of Vonda's femininity inside.

Vonda pulled Max close, embracing him tightly as she experienced a foreign explosion of sensations, causing her to cry out loudly.

"Oh!"

Max clenched his jaw, ignoring Vonda, who was enveloped in her orgasm, and instead became more enthusiastic in guiding her movements. Until finally, he reached his climax.

Max pulled Vonda close, burying himself as deep as possible, feeling the waves of pleasure wash over him.

Silence. Both Vonda and Max were momentarily speechless. Only the sound of their erratic breathing could be heard. Followed by Max's gentle caress on Vonda's back.

Max felt the beads of sweat there, wiping them away repeatedly. Unconsciously, he then started stroking Vonda from her head to her back.

Several moments passed. Max felt his body calming down, and his caresses came to a stop when he spoke.

"Are you okay? Still in pain?"

Max remained silent, waiting for a response. However, there was no answer from Vonda, causing Max to blink his eyes repeatedly.

"Hello?" he called out again.

Max's uneasiness grew. He gently shook Vonda's body and was taken aback when he saw her eyes closed.

"She can't be asleep, right?" Max could not believe it. "Oh my God! How could she just fall asleep like that?"

Max held back the urge to scream in frustration. He dramatically closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before his emotions exploded.

After successfully calming himself, Max decided to act. The adrenaline rush from their encounter had cleared his mind, and now fear began to set in.

"W-what if the patrol officer suddenly shows up?" Max swallowed his saliva. He did not want to be caught in such an embarrassing situation. He quickly helped Vonda back to the passenger seat, albeit with some struggle.

Sighing heavily, Max also felt a bit awkward. After all, he had never imagined in his life that he would be driving a half-naked woman as a passenger. Rather than succumbing to his emotions, Max chose to laugh it off. He slapped the steering wheel.

"Just my luck to try out my new car and end up with a crazy passenger like this. Hahaha." Max rubbed his frustrated face. "This must be payback for joking with the customs officer the other day."

Then, his laughter turned into a chuckle. Just when a question slipped from his lips.

"So, where is this crazy naked girl expecting me to take her?"

Max's hand went to his head, and he squeezed his own hair in frustration.

"Even if I were to take her back to her place, I don't even know her address. Moreover...."

Max fell silent. The image of a thick mustached man brandishing a machete in his direction loomed.

Glek!

Which parent would want to see their daughter return in this state? Being dropped off by an unknown guy after a roadside encounter?

"No way!"

Max touched his own neck, shuddering at the thought of a sharp blade piercing it.

"Damn it!" Max cursed again. "Instead of taking risks, let's just take her back to my unit."

Annoyed, Max removed the condom and quickly put his pants back on. He stepped out, swiftly disposing of the used condom in the trash bin.

Upon returning to the car, Max helped Vonda put on his shirt. He really did not want to lose his patience while assisting her in wearing the dress again. That would be extremely troublesome.

Shortly after, the engine of the car purred smoothly. Max glanced at Vonda one more time, ensuring that she was sitting comfortably, before he drove away.

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