episode_0017

The lewd beast nestled in my stomach swallows the thick finger all the way to the end so easily, squeezing and sucking it like a vacuum.

As if anything on a man’s body is fair game, he clumsily caresses and grabs me with affection.

Even if it’s not his manhood, even if he doesn’t reach deep or scratch too much, he asks to touch here, to caress there, confessing his vulnerabilities as he pleases.

Completely devoid of reason, it’s pure instinct in action, blocking out all commands in my head and freely indulging in his desires, attacking my brain in reverse with the pleasure he feels.

My body, my vagina, it feels strange.

No, the touch feels strange.

Not strange, but too skillful.

I can feel his skillfulness all over my body.

He’s reading my responses.

I roughly know what he’s doing, which only makes me more flustered.

A woman’s body may be able to fake moans, but the pelvic response cannot lie.

It’s fast. It’s not the speed of his hand’s movements, but the speed at which he perceives my reactions.

It’s so fast that the pleasure feels comfortable.

Feeling more comfortable, my voice starts to deviate more frequently.

“Wait, huh, wait, huh♡”

Each time he lightly teases my vagina, a sound of water filling up slightly escapes.

As his raised hips tremble and slowly descend, the pressure he exerts lessens slightly.

He gently presses his thumb, filled with cushion, against my clitoris instead of his fingers.

He gently grips the fingers soaked in my overflowing fluids.

He lightly holds with two fingers.

He rolls his fingers as if massaging.

Gently, slowly, he pushes and pushes.

“Ah, don’t, don’t, huh♡ huhhh♡ ah, huh♡”

Squirt, squirt, squish.

So simple, so fast.

Like a water gun shooting, he releases his fluids, thrusts his hips as if hitting the air.

With lips parted, head thrown back, he breathes quickly, exhaling the heat of climax filling his body.

The trembling buttocks clench tightly as the heat felt from the man’s hands seeps into them.

This is unbelievable.

This, going this fast.

Maybe other sluts wouldn’t mind.

But for me, I shouldn’t be doing this.

It’s shameful.

“Hah, hah, hah, hah♡”

Gulp, gulp, gulp.

The sound of lotion oozing out of my vagina, filled to the brim, mixes with the air, creating a thick sound as the fluids flow down my legs.

“What, it’s too easy. Just a while ago, you were so arrogant, why are you so aroused now?”

“Sh-shut up, ah, ah, ah♡ huhhh♡”

This is unbelievable, it’s not right to act like this right from the start.

No, this isn’t me.

Yeah, it’s not me, that’s why I feel this way.

Something is wrong.

The pleasure is incomparable to being raped.

It’s just fingers, being touched by fingers.

It’s too skillful.

The hand that was touching the clitoris lightly slid inside, bending like a hook towards the belly, pressing and stroking the back of the clitoris beyond the thick flesh, causing the head and body to feel strange.

I tried to endure it with gritted teeth, but I couldn’t bear it.

In an instant, after just a few tens of seconds, I reached climax, not even a few minutes passed before reaching climax again, and in less than five minutes, I was climaxing again, my body trembling and shaking, moaning and moaning.

Squirming, squirming, squirming, squirming.

“You look more intense than a male fox in heat, but your pussy is so pathetic, isn’t it?”

“Ah, shut up! Don’t, stop it!”

“Hey, you don’t even look like someone I should call ‘nuna’, right?”

Thud!

“Ah, ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah, ah!”

A wolf-like voice echoes in my ears.

The moment it hits my buttocks, I reach the brink of climax again.

Easy.

Too easy.

As a woman, it’s too easy.

I climax too easily.

Unbelievably easy.

Just lightly touching my vagina, not hurting or bothering at all, shaking my hips and bouncing wildly without any hindrance, pressing firmly in one place with a steady motion.

Just that, even if I try to shake it off, it sticks completely, pressing firmly against the walls inside the vagina, gently caressing the slightly wrinkled folds inside.

“Hoo, hoo, hoo!”

So, so skillful.

I thought being skilled would be good.

But this is too skillful.

This pleasure is wrong.

It has gone beyond feeling good.

A stimulation that washes away my mind.

Bleaching my brain.

Really, cleaning every nook and cranny of my brain with pleasure.

Feels good, right? Feels good, right? Making me unable to think about anything else.

“Seven times?”

Mockingly specifying the exact number of climaxes I’ve had.

Calculating all the times, from weak climaxes to squirting climaxes.

A dismissive tone as if saying they’ve seen it all.

“I, I haven’t even once.”

I can’t accept it.

I can’t tolerate it.

How dare you? Who do you think you are?

Resisting with all my might against being looked down upon from behind.

This has gone beyond a matter of pride.

Raising my hind leg as if to kick them in the chin.

“Oh, really?”

Grabbing my legs cutely, lifting one ankle up as if a dog peeing.

Something touches my vagina.

Hot, big… the heat and presence felt instinctively make my vagina ache.

Kissing and sucking eagerly, making me burn with desire.

“Ah, don’t, according to the conditions.”

Sucking, kissing.

Bringing the penis closer with a light touch.

Just kissing the vagina that has already climaxed several times makes my stomach feel tender.

No, my uterus tightens.

The size of the penis is visualized in my mind.

The heat when it touches the belly, the sensation when it rubs against the buttocks, a large size from below the navel to the sternum.

Naturally reaching deep inside, able to kiss the cervix…

Thump, thump, thump!

“Hoo, hoo, let go! Hoo, let go!”

It’s dangerous, it’s dangerous.

I can’t refuse.

I can’t push away from putting the penis in.

My body wants it.

I have completely dominated my mind, allowing it to speak a little while controlling the rest as I please.

“Why? You’re following the conditions, aren’t you?”

“Mmm, ah♡ Ahh♡”

It’s just as she said.

I haven’t inserted it according to the conditions, but I can touch her lower body as I please and just caress her.

But, it’s dangerous.

I feel that something is dangerous.

There’s a different anticipation inside me than when I first inserted it.

The words “deeply, deeply inside, inside” keep repeating in my mind.

I feel like this is reachable.

Somewhere familiar, the deepest and easiest place to feel on a woman’s body.

A place that comes just by soothing the pleasure of diligently caressing elsewhere.

This is reachable.

Definitely reachable.

Anticipation and fear surge simultaneously.

Up until now, sex where I confirmed a woman with my own eyes will be destroyed.

I am convinced that it will be something different from a dildo.

A man’s hand that touches and my own hand are too different.

It was just curiosity before, but now I am too scared.

It will definitely be destroyed.

Something, somewhere being destroyed is natural.

“Why, you were staring at me so intently earlier, so I thought this would happen… Have you ever felt this way before?”

“Mmm♡”

As if she knows my confused mind, she precisely presses the side of the uterus with the hand that has risen above the belly.

With a push, push, the pleasure surges like a wave, unable to withstand the pressure, making my mind go blank from the tingling sensation.

“Two, hours♡ Not yet, not yet♡”

Barely, as tears and saliva flow down my completely messed up face, I am relieved that I am forbidden to look at her face, and as I speak, the penis that was kissing me non-stop falls, giving me a moment to catch my breath.

“Heh, heh, heh! Heh, heh.”

“I said two hours, didn’t I?”

“Mmm…!”

No rest, the fingers enter again, this time deeper.

The fingers that bend inside the vagina like a hook are felt gripping the front wall of the vagina completely.

Not pressing like before, but rather pressing the inside of the vagina more strongly, pulling it as if to prevent the waist from moving.

“You won’t regret it, right?”

“Mmm♡ Ahh?! Ohhh♡”

As the fingers slide while pressing the vaginal wall, they quickly slide over the wrinkled area and stimulate it with both hands.

One leg is raised on the raised knee without realizing it, maintaining the posture of a dog urinating.

Being ravished in the clitoris and vagina at the same time, the surprised vagina is forced into climax by a sudden intense stimulation.

With a howl like a seal, the vagina releases another wave of fluid.

The image of me ejaculating with my legs raised like a dog flashes in my mind, unable to bear the shame, my brain is completely blanked out in a moment.

Sensations cut off by pleasure, reason completely flies away.

Pfft, splurt, splurt

“Ohhh♡ Clothes, ahhh♡ Ahhh…♡♡”

In the end…with a howling mixed with puppy-like cuteness, the upper body leans against the bed, tilting the head back and sticking out the tongue…like a bitch, I reached climax.

[Acquired Trait: Embarrassment 1]