Ultra-Level Weeb: Rise in an Awakened World

"Can’t we do it in the same position? This is embarrassing..."

Yennefer asked, only to realize that she had once again ended up sitting on top of Max. Despite her complaint, her hands were already on his penis rubbing it between her folds, making her words sound far less convincing than she wanted.

"We can change halfway through..." Max said with a smirk, his hands settling around her waist as though he had already anticipated her objection.

Yennefer let out a small, frustrated moan.

She glanced down at him, then quickly looked away again, her expression wavering as she remembered just how overwhelming he’d felt earlier, and how completely the experience had affected her.

She still couldn’t believe that only a few minutes ago, she’d been pushed to the point of exhaustion, and now she was willingly preparing to go through it all again.

That was the part she couldn’t understand.

She should have been thinking about stopping. She should have been embarrassed enough to leave the room and pretend none of this had happened.

Instead, her mind kept returning to the same thought.

’What will it feel like this time?’

Last time had left her almost limp for several minutes afterward. She’d barely been able to gather herself before the desire had started creeping back in.

And now she was the one choosing how to proceed.

That thought made her nervous.

She had already learned how overwhelming Max could be when she simply surrendered herself to the moment. But this time, she would be more conscious of what she was doing, able to control the pace and decide exactly how far to go.

Somehow, she had a feeling that having that control wouldn’t make things easier.

It might make everything even more intense.

And the fact that a part of her was actually looking forward to finding out was what embarrassed her most.

But that didn’t stop her from continuing to tease herself, despite all the embarrassment she was trying to hide.

Max had only ever seen women behave like that in those adults-only videos on the internet. Seeing Yennefer do it in front of him was an entirely different experience.

She tried to keep her expression composed, but Max noticed it anyway.

There was a glint in her eyes.

The same kind he’d seen in those videos—an unmistakable mixture of excitement and hunger.

And the fact that her gaze kept drifting toward his penis made it even more obvious.

"Well, you have to. I can’t move for much longer..." she said, looking at him with a mixture of impatience and embarrassment.

Still sitting on top of Max, Yennefer raised her butt slightly, giving his penis one last tease as she rubbed it against herself. She lingered there for a moment, clearly reluctant to end the teasing but too tired to keep moving for much longer.

Finally, she closed her eyes and positioned the tip near her entrance, taking a slow breath as she prepared herself.

Yennefer slowly lowered herself, keeping her eyes closed as she tried to prepare herself.

The moment she felt the first contact, however, whatever composure she’d managed to gather vanished.

All the breath she’d been holding escaped her lungs in one sharp gasp.

She hadn’t even recovered before her body moved again, almost as if it had stopped listening to her thoughts. She meant to lower herself carefully, to remain in control this time, but the anticipation she’d been fighting all along seemed to overwhelm whatever restraint she had left.

It wasn’t particularly fast, yet it was enough to leave her completely unprepared.

Her balance gave way, and she dropped forward onto Max, her waist settling against him as she instinctively clung to him, as max’s penis head hit at her deepest.

For several seconds, Yennefer could do nothing but breathe.

Her eyes remained tightly shut, her face burning as she tried to regain control of herself.

She had promised herself she’d stay conscious of everything this time.

Instead, she’d barely started before her own body had already taken that decision away from her.

Max looked horrified.

Not because he was in pain. Somehow, everything had gone far more smoothly than he’d expected, and he’d already become accustomed to how tight Yennefer could be.

What terrified him was the way she suddenly reacted afterward.

She was gasping for breath with her mouth open, tears gathered at the corners of her eyes as they rolled upward, while her legs seemed to give out beneath her. Her hands rested against his stomach as she struggled to catch her breath, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment.

Max rubbed her slumped thighs, feeling a little guilty about making her lose control again.

Only a little, though.

After all, this wasn’t entirely his fault.

He had actually been holding himself back, carefully controlling himself instead of giving in to the urge to push things too far all at once.

And only Max knew just how difficult that had been.

Considering how eager he’d been to enjoy the moment, the fact that he’d managed to restrain himself at all deserved some credit.

Who told her to take it all at once?

Max couldn’t help thinking that as he looked at Yennefer, who was still trying to recover.

Still, he wasn’t completely heartless.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

The question came out a little awkwardly.

Max honestly had no idea what he was supposed to say during sex. He had plenty of confidence when it came to actually doing things, but when it came to talking afterward—or knowing what the hell people were normally supposed to say—he was completely lost.

After all, this was his first time.

Yennefer still couldn’t bring herself to look straight ahead. She was gasping for air, the intensity of the moment having sent another powerful shockwave through her body.

What horrified her most was that she almost lost control a second time, and showered max with her squirt again.

She trembled as she gathered what little strength remained in her legs, leaning more heavily against Max for support.

"Give me a second..."

Max let out a chuckle at her obvious attempt to downplay her reaction. He carefully got to his feet with her still sitting on him, making Yennefer yelp in surprise as she suddenly found his hands firmly around her waist.

"What are you doing? Stop moving..." she said, her eyes squeezing shut as she tried to steady herself.

Even that small movement was enough to send another wave of sensation through her, leaving her completely overwhelmed. She hadn’t merely been shocked by the suddenness of what had happened; her body had reacted far more intensely than she’d expected, bringing her dangerously close to another powerful orgasm.

The next thing Yennefer knew, she was lying on the bed with Max above her.

"Next time, just don’t be too greedy and try to take everything at once..." he said with a teasing grin.

Yennefer’s face immediately flushed at the remark.

Before she could come up with a response, Max moved closer, making her gasp and instinctively grab his shoulder. Her fingers tightened around him as she squeezed her eyes shut, another wave of sensation making it difficult for her to gather her thoughts.

Max leaned down and kissed her neck, partly to help her relax and partly because he couldn’t resist teasing her.

"Though, did you really have to get that eager after licking my dick so much? You were in such a hurry to take everything at once."

"Shut up..." Yennefer muttered, keeping her eyes closed.

She looked like she was in pain, but Max could tell most of what she was feeling was embarrassment. And the situation certainly wasn’t helping her gather her thoughts.

"It’s not my fault," she finally complained. "You’re just too big. Even the first part was enough to make all the strength leave my body..."

She had clearly meant it as a complaint.

Perhaps even an insult.

But to Max’s ears?

That sounded suspiciously like a song praising his penis.

His grin widened.

"So you just loved my dick’s tip that much that you couldn’t help yourself and had to take it all at once?" Max teased.

Yennefer had finally opened her eyes, her face still flushed with embarrassment. One arm rested over his shoulder while her trembling legs struggled to steady themselves. She tightened her hold around his waist for support, then glared at him.

Max only grinned wider.

But her flushed face wasn’t doing much to make her look angry. If anything, the deeper her embarrassment became, the less convincing her threat sounded.

"I’m going to kill you if you mention it again..." she warned.

The words were sharp, but her voice carried a noticeable strain. She couldn’t even look at him for more than a second before glancing away again, painfully aware that he’d already figured out exactly how embarrassed she was.

She shifted slightly, trying to regain some composure, then forced herself to meet his eyes.

"Now move. But slowly..."

Her expression remained stern, but the blush spreading across her face completely betrayed her.