Knock, knock, with me…

Something hot and slippery touched my hole.

The feeling was incredibly strange.

Perhaps because my face was buried in the pillow, I couldn’t see anything, and all my senses seemed to be focused there, making it even more intense.

It’s opening up….

With that thought, I wondered if it was coming in now, but the hole kept opening wider, as if it wasn’t ready yet.

Cold sweat ran down my back.

This felt wrong somehow.

It wasn’t like this when she came in from the Bathroom.

Though it was forcibly opened, my body, which had softly melted, seemed to have no problem accepting the slippery rod, but I had many problems.

Feeling the hole stretched to its limit, I unconsciously shook my head.

Unaware that my voice was muffled by the pillow, I cried out to Cecil, “Just a moment!”

It was natural that my voice became meaningless.

The rod instantly began to force its way inside me.

Every time the tip of the rod, spread like a mushroom, caught with a ‘thud, thud,’ my breath hitched. 

My hands trembled, and my mouth watered, soaking the pillow wet.

Impossible… This is impossible.

But it wasn’t impossible.

Whether Cecil knew my feelings or not, she let out a pleased groan and finally pushed the rod into my body.

It felt as if my internal organs were being crushed. No, they were being crushed.

Wouldn’t it have been better to do this after being exposed to Cecil’s semen?

What on earth was I thinking, putting this in while completely sober?

I felt Cecil’s pelvis press against my buttocks. From behind me, I heard a heated voice.

“Ah, Asha-nim… has Cecil now… received Asha-nim’s virginity?”

Yes, yes. You received it. Since you’ve taken it, can’t you please, please take it out now?

But my trembling body couldn’t convey that intention to Cecil. Then Cecil said,

“Is it not yet?”

Saying so, she pressed her hips in, kkuk, kkuk. Cecil’s slippery rod, touching who knows where, began to press down inside my body.

I couldn’t resist it.

I could only writhe, soaking the pillow with the saliva pooling at my mouth and the tears welling in my eyes.

After grinding her hips for a while, Cecil spoke again, this time with a voice full of doubt.

“Is this not it? But Asha-nim isn’t telling me… what should Cecil do?”

I-I’m not not telling you… I-I can’t tell you… A-and it’s already o-over!

“Ah!”

Somehow, an ominous exclamation was heard.

“Asha-nim definitely said the rod should go in and out!”

No, no, no, no!

It just needs to go in, no need to move it.

Huh? So, now stooop─

Perhaps taking my flinching as affirmation, Cecil began to pull out the rod.

The shaft brushing against the entrance.

The rod exiting from deep inside.

Along with the emptiness that left my belly hollow.

Sticky fluid flowed from the crevice, and my lower abdomen, having gained nothing, thumped, thumped, expressing its dissatisfaction.

“Ah, h-ugh….”

Right.

This crazy body was feeling pleasure from Cecil’s rod pulling out. The hole, where it was originally supposed to enter, squeezed tightly, as if asking why it wasn’t given to me.

That clenching, which even made me feel empty, made me let out a hollow laugh.

It was a laugh that wouldn’t last long, though.

Because Cecil began to thrust the rod in again, like a battering ram pounding on a castle gate.

Thump!

Cecil’s rod forced its way inside me.

Unlike the hesitant start, the rod, having pounded inside, immediately began to pull out.

My back arched from the pleasure, and my hips rose even higher.

Just as my body reacted as if chasing the rod, my face flushed, and then the rod thumped! making my body vibrate.

As if asking why I was thinking of anything else, the rod that pounded inside me immediately pulled out, ramming pleasure into my head.

It should have been a hole it shouldn’t enter.

Now, it was transforming into a hole that it could enter.

As if to confirm this, sticky fluid was not just flowing but gushing out from the crevice, which was crying out in emptiness.

As if to say, if it had entered here, this much would have come out.

The sticky fluid that flowed down my thighs soaked the sheets and made my knees damp.

Every time my body swayed as if being swung by Cecil’s rod, my mind grew hazy.

A situation like torture, where pain and pleasure alternated.

But it didn’t take long for all of it to be overlaid with pleasure.

By pressing the switch that had appeared in my lower body, I myself turned everything into pleasure.

With my own hands.

My mind went blank, and the sound of splashing water was loud. Every time the rod pressed against my internal organs, stars burst before my eyes, which had only seen darkness. 

“Ah, Asha-nim….”

Even in Cecil’s voice now… there seemed to be little reason left.

It was a hip movement that explored the hole that shouldn’t have been entered but had now become a hole that could be entered, as if saying ‘what does it matter what kind of hole it is?’ and intending to impregnate it.

With what little reason I had left, I bit down hard on the pillow to prevent groans from escaping.

Since Cecil had said she came because she heard my voice, there was a possibility others might too.

The chalssak-chalssak sound of flesh hitting flesh.

The feeling of water dripping, ttuk, ttuk, from the crevice onto the sheets.

…And the loudly creaking, screaming bed.

Finally….

“Ah, Asha-nim, I… I think I’m going to… come….”

“Eup, ugh!”

My chaotic, melting mind seemed to clear with the thought that it was finally over.

But the real problem was just beginning.

Cecil, who had thrust her hips all the way in, began to ejaculate.

A powerful ejaculation, so strong that the throbbing of the rod was transmitted to the hole gripping it.

Semen pounded in, enough to be described as ‘wal-kak wal-kak’.

True to the sturdy condom I had made, it reliably collected the semen without tearing and swelled up nicely.

Which meant it was starting to swell deeper and deeper inside my hole.

My satisfaction was brief.

An alarm bell rang in my head.

But all I could do was writhe and drool foolishly.

As if it had been disappointed from not being discharged for a while.

The condom, filled with semen, growing its presence deeper and deeper inside my belly.

Cecil, seemingly lost in the afterglow of ejaculation, drooled and clung to my body.

She breathed roughly, then whispered with a hot, strained voice.

“Cecil… you’ve now… received Asha-nim’s virginity, haven’t you…?”

…Was that really so important?

My insides felt bloated. It was a bloating on a different level than just having the rod inside.

If I didn’t answer Cecil, she might start ‘piston-ing’ again, asking ‘Is it not yet?’, so I barely managed to turn my head to the side and, with difficulty, opened my mouth.

“U-uh… Y-yes… So, please… won’t you take it out… now?”

Cecil… my insides feel strange.

“Ah, understood, Asha-nim!”

True to the obedient Cecil, she immediately began to pull out the rod. Since it was still firmly erect, water splashed and my hips trembled, but I thought it was being safely pulled out.

Floundering in the pleasure that had once again pounded into my head, I came to my senses to find Cecil lying beside me, smiling brightly.

With her flushed face, giggling happily, I couldn’t bring myself to hate her.

But… what should have been visible. It wasn’t.

The condom that should have been covering Cecil’s pink rod was nowhere to be seen.

I quickly realized the answer.

…It hadn’t come out yet.

Since the hardness had disappeared, it wasn’t particularly painful, but the bloated feeling in my stomach remained.

I should have known from the moment I felt something slippery in my buttocks.

Just how much did she ejaculate for the semen-filled pouch to get stuck inside and not come out?

Was it because I usually pull it out every morning, but didn’t this time?

I might need Master-nim’s medicine.

…First, let’s get this out.

I said to Cecil, who was smiling brightly.

“Cecil… that… um… the th-thing in my h-hole… w-won’t you take it out… for me?”

I said, writhing in embarrassment.

…I felt it was fortunate that Cecil was the one here.

“Understood!”

Cecil, who had stumbled to her feet, swung her still partially erect rod around and toddled towards my buttocks.

My hips, still raised high, were embarrassing, but.

It was more important to get that out, so I endured.

“Asha-nim! I’m going to pull!”

“…Mm.”

Hearing my reply, Cecil grabbed the opening of the condom and lifted.

But lo and behold.

The condom only stretched a little and wouldn’t come out; instead, my body slowly began to float in the air.

To be precise, only my legs and buttocks were slowly rising.

“Huh, huh?”

“This. It’s not coming out easily, Asha-nim.”

I flailed like a flipped turtle.

As the swollen condom pressed against my insides and tried to slowly come out, my crazy body splashed water.

Cecil giggled, kyareureuk.

…Like a child at a water park.

Feeling the condom that wouldn’t come out, I thought.

I would never do this again.

“Eueu-heuk….”

The condom, full of semen, finally came out of my body after several climaxes.

At the same time, my floating body flopped onto the bed with a cheolpeodeok.

“It finally came out! Asha-nim!”

Cecil held up the semen-filled, greenish condom and smiled brightly.

All I could think was, ‘Is this really the amount a human ejaculates?’

Then.

My eyes slowly closed, as if I was fainting.

Ah, no, I shouldn’t… I have to… clean… up….

I ended up losing consciousness.