After we were done with round one, Hoàng Tuấn carried me into the bathroom. Inside was a large soaking tub. He turned the water on full blast, and when the tub was almost full, he tested the temperature. Only when it felt just right did he help me step in.
It was my first time soaking in a tub like this, and the sensation was unexpectedly wonderful. I lay with my head on one end while Hoàng Tuấn lay opposite me. We leaned back against the edges, our heads above water, everything else submerged.
Under the surface, hidden by soap bubbles, I could faintly make out Hoàng Tuấn’s well-defined six-pack. He deliberately added more bath foam, making the bubbles thick and dense, completely obscuring the view below.
I asked, “What’s that about? Not letting me look?”
He replied, “If you wanna know what it looks like, touch it—don’t stare.”
I stretched my legs out, gently placing my feet against his chest. Then I slid them down a little, using my toes to pinch his nipples. After teasing him for a bit, I traced my feet lower, gliding down his chest and over each firm ridge of muscle on his abdomen.
When the water started to feel a little cooler, I said, “Feels like the water’s cooling down. Want to add some hot water?”
Hoàng Tuấn answered, “There’s a hot-water faucet in the middle. Turn it on.”
I grinned mischievously and reached over—grabbing the 18-centimeter “faucet” standing stiff and upright in the middle of the tub. It was indeed very hot, veins running clearly from base to tip.
I said innocently, “This is a drinking-water tap, not a shower tap, right?”
I stepped out of the tub, my own hard cock coated in soap suds. I told Hoàng Tuấn to shift to the other end since the water poured down from his side. Once the water was running, he opened his arms to welcome me back. Because the water was still flowing, I had no choice but to sit on him—his hard cock caught snugly between my thighs.
Hoàng Tuấn wrapped his arms around my chest and leaned back with me, resting his head on the tub edge while mine lay against his chest. My back pressed firmly against his abs, and I could clearly feel his heart pounding beneath me.
With his eyes closed, he murmured, “I wish we could stay like this forever.”
I replied, “That won’t work. If you stay hard like this forever, how are you supposed to survive?” As I spoke, my hand slid down to stroke the upper half of his rock-hard cock.
He reached for mine as well, gently stroking it. The water rippled softly around us. I turned my head and captured his lips, our mouths meeting, tongues entwining, hands roaming over each other in lingering affection.
We’d soaked for quite a while, and it was already past 11 p.m. We decided to finish showering and move things to the bed. I told Hoàng Tuấn to head out first while I washed my face. But he hadn’t been outside long before he started banging on the door, worried something had happened to me.
When I finally stepped out, towel wrapped around my waist, Hoàng Tuấn was sitting on the bed drying his hair. “Come here, I’ll dry yours,” he said.
I sat facing him as warm air blew through my hair. While he focused carefully on each strand, adjusting the heat so it wouldn’t burn me, I took the chance to play with his nipples. He pretended not to notice, completely absorbed in drying my hair. Only when it was fully dry did he stop.
I asked, “Why so thorough?”
He replied seriously, “If you sleep with wet hair after a late shower, you’ll wake up with a headache.”
I reached down and grabbed his cock—it was, as expected, already hard again. “Then should we dry this one too? It’s soaked as well.”
He smiled brightly at my teasing. I didn’t make him wait—I leaned in and wrapped my mouth around the swollen tip, sucking steadily. Hoàng Tuấn leaned back, resting his head against the headboard, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure.
I suddenly stopped, pulled a blindfold from my suitcase, and handed it to him. “Wanna try something new?”
Hoàng Tuấn never refused me anything. He happily put it on and relaxed back. His legs were spread, one hand resting lightly on my head—but he never pushed. I moved his hand aside and deliberately nudged his legs closed.
“Can you wait a bit?” I said. “My mouth’s kinda tired.”
He immediately replied, “Then I’ll just take care of it myself and we’ll sleep. You’ve been exhausted all day.”
He started to sit up, reaching to remove the blindfold—clearly more worried about me than getting sucked off.
I pushed him back down at once. “Sit still. I want to keep going.”
He froze completely, cock standing straight up, betraying just how badly he wanted me.
I quietly stood up, spread my legs wide, then parted my own ass and slowly sat down on his cock. Even though I’d prepped myself earlier in the bath, his cock was still thick compared to my hole. When it slid in all at once, the fullness made my entire body tense. My hole clenched tightly around his shaft, inner walls rubbing against every vein.
The sensation was completely new—but surprisingly, it barely hurt. Mostly, it just felt good. My own cock hardened without any touching, the tip already leaking. I needed a moment to adjust, unable to move yet.
Hoàng Tuấn clearly sensed something different. The cock inside me twitched several times. I placed my hand on his chest and felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up.
He asked shakily, “Hưng… why does your mouth feel so tight?”
I replied softly, “Do you like it tight?”
The moment he realized it wasn’t my mouth around him, his whole body trembled. “Hưng… Hưng…”
I guided his hands from my waist down to my ass. His fingers reached the point where his cock disappeared inside me, confirming it was buried all the way in.
He suddenly sat up and wrapped his arms around me. I faced him—he was still wearing the blindfold. His breathing was rapid, his body burning hot.
I looped my arms around his neck. “Do you like this new feeling?”
His voice shook. “I… I really like it. Can I take the blindfold off?”
I quickly removed it. Hoàng Tuấn kissed me deeply, then said in disbelief, “I’m shocked… Didn’t you say you’d only let me do this once we were officially together?”
I teased, “Then I’ll pull it out, okay?”
He panicked instantly. “No—no—don’t!”
I laughed. “Already addicted but still shy. But…”
He cut in anxiously. “But what? Does it hurt?”
I shook my head. “No. You said you’d cum the moment you got it in. It’s been five minutes and nothing’s happened yet.”
He groaned. “I’ve been holding back this whole time. Otherwise I’d be done already.”
I knelt on the bed and began moving my hips, finally letting his cock slide inside me. With just a few shallow bounces, Hoàng Tuấn exhaled sharply. His hands gripped my ass, eyes half-lidded as he moaned, “Fuck, Hưng… it feels too good… I took your virginity… you’re so tight… You’re driving me insane… Are you feeling good too?”
It’d been a while since I’d heard him talk this dirty—he was clearly overwhelmed. Holding his shoulders, I sped up, pushing myself harder. His cock was so big I could feel every inch of it inside me. I deliberately clenched, my inner walls squeezing tight, the friction making us both lose our minds.
I bounced faster and faster, pulling out almost completely before sinking back down. But I got greedy and lifted too high—his cock slipped out. Seizing the chance, I pushed him onto his back and guided the tip back into my hole. My ass had loosened enough that it slid in easily now.
Hoàng Tuấn lay flat, and I lay on top of him, legs braced on the bed. He pushed his hips up gently, each thrust burying him deep. One arm wrapped around my chest, the other gripped my cock. I reached down, placing my fingers at the entrance, guiding his cock in and out.
Every breath, every moan was thick with desire. I knew he was holding back, keeping his movements gentle so he wouldn’t hurt me. But I also knew that meant he wasn’t fully letting go. Compared to everything he’d done for me, I was more than willing to endure a little pain for his pleasure.
I pulled him out again, lay face-down on the bed, and said, “Wanna spoon?”
That was his favorite position—his twitching cock proved it. He hesitated. “I won’t be able to hold back…”
I lifted my ass slightly and spread it open with both hands, presenting my flushed hole to him. His demeanor changed instantly. He rubbed his cock against it and demanded, “Do you want my cock, Hưng? Say it. Say you want me to fuck you.”
I indulged him. “Put it in already. I’m so horny. I want your cock so bad… My hole feels empty—fill it for me, please.”
He thrust in immediately, pressing his full weight against my back. In this position, he could pound fast and hard—I felt like my insides were about to be split open. But I couldn’t say anything; if I did, he’d stop.
I pressed my legs together, tightening my hole even more. “Fuck, Hưng… your ass is swallowing my cock… I want to fuck you all night… until you cum on your own…”
He pumped like a sewing machine, biting my ear, then my neck, moaning hotly. At one point, he bit my shoulder hard and growled, “Do you know how good this feels? I’ve been starving for you… I’m gonna fuck you full… After you take my cock, you won’t enjoy smaller ones anymore… This hole belongs to me. Got it?”
I provoked him deliberately. “If you want it to be yours, shouldn’t you leave something behind as a mark?”
He wrapped his arms around my chest, head pressed to my shoulder, roaring, “I’m gonna cum inside you! Don’t let it leak out! I’m gonna fuck you pregnant… Hưng… I can’t hold it… I’m cumming… I’m cumming inside you—ah—ah—ah…”
He squeezed me tight, cock pulsing violently as he emptied inside me. The heat of his cum was intense, and the way his cock twitched inside my ass was intoxicating. After he finished, clarity returned. Though exhausted, he rolled over, pulling me onto his stomach before resting.
While his cock was still inside me, I quickly stroked myself and came, spilling over my own belly. We lay there together, breathing in sync.
He kissed my hair softly. “Did it hurt?”
“A little,” I said.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
I smiled. “For what?”
“For trusting me. For giving me your first time.”
I replied, “I’m not heartless. I know how you treat me. I didn’t ‘give’ you anything—this is just something you deserved. No matter how long we stay together, I won’t regret tonight.”
He gently slid out of me, still half-hard. His cum leaked out after it. “Let me carry you to clean up.”
I teased, “Didn’t you say I wasn’t allowed to let it leak? How am I supposed to get pregnant now?”
He laughed shyly. “Don’t tease me. I was too worked up to watch my mouth.”
I continued, “And saying you’d stretch me so no one else could fit.”
He buried his face against my back, laughing softly. Sometimes I felt like I was in love with two people in one body—one gentle, attentive, devoted; the other filthy, lustful, unrestrained.
But the best part was this: both of them loved me sincerely.