episode_0106

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I didn’t even need to prick up my ears.

I was just sitting there, covering my eyes in embarrassment,

yet the sound of their conversation stabbed sharply into my eardrums.

Ah, so they decided to be sex partners.

Ah, is all of this Sua-chan’s saliva?

And then, immediately after, the slick, wet sounds of stroking.

If you’re sex partners, why aren’t you having sex?

If you’re not going to, then just have sex with me.

I had been listening silently to all those words,

only parting my fingers slightly after hearing, “Let’s have sex.”

“…After pounding into me, you can cum on Sua-chan’s tongue… You can even get a cleaning blowjob…”

“…You crazy bitch.”

“Tch. Mean words…”

Even though I was right next to them, Yozora paid no attention, bracing her arms on the table and sticking out her ass.

Her soft, hidden chest swayed beneath her flimsy pajamas as she stood on tiptoe, her hair spilling down.

And then,

right above Yozora’s ass,

dripping with saliva after I had spent so long diligently sucking it—

…something my tiny hands could never hope to handle—

was an enormous cock.

…Are they really going to put that in…?

Maybe if she were a little taller,

but for someone Yozora’s size,

it feels like she’d break the moment it went in…

“Stay still. Stop squirming.”

“Mkay, mkay.”

“No. Lift your hips higher. Arch your back.”

“You just told me to stay still… Ugh…”

“…If you want this shoved deep inside you, you’d better make sure it stays hard.”

“……”

Seo Woojin’s voice, quiet enough that even a whisper would carry as he bent down.

The moment he finished speaking, Yozora—who had been fidgeting playfully until now—rose onto her tiptoes, lifting her ass higher.

Her giggling expression was soon hidden behind the cascade of her dark hair.

And then came the light, wet slaps.

Shifting my gaze toward the sound, I saw Woojin tapping Yozora’s ass with his slick cock.

…And,

every time he did, Yozora’s waist twitched in response.

“Since you’re already wet, we can skip foreplay.”

“Pffh… What if it hurts because I’m too tight…?”

“We’ll deal with that when it happens.”

“…Scary. Seriously. Do my feelings not matter at all…? I’m your girlfriend, not some convenient onahole…”

“Oh?”

“…Yeah.”

What was an onahole again?

I’m sure I’d seen the word in passing while browsing for masturbation stuff.

Onahole… onahole…

I wracked my brain for a moment before—

“…J-Just put it in alrea—… Ngh…!”

Squelch,

Squelch,

Schlick,

Squelch—

From between Yozora’s thighs,

from between Yozora’s lips,

the vulgar sounds I’d only ever heard in porn began to spill out.

“Your fingers… Don’t put them all the way in…!”

“You asked for foreplay.”

“That’s—not what I meant…!”

“…You’re so wet I could’ve just shoved it in raw.”

“I never… said no… Ngh…!”

“…Weren’t you just worried about it hurting?”

“That’s because… I’m so small… I’m even tinier than those high school girls in uniforms making TikTok videos…”

…The kind of sounds that only come from ruthlessly scraping fingers against a soaked hole—

sounds I’d never heard myself because I was too scared to even try a single finger.

“If you force something as thick as your arm into someone as small as me… Even if I’m wet, it’s definitely gonna feel tight…”

“…Ah. That’s what you meant.”

“Pffh… Dummy, dummy…”

The fingers that had been making those sounds pulled out, dripping with slick fluid,

and Woojin, after glancing at the sight, casually wiped them off on Yozora’s smooth ass like it was nothing.

…So this is what being in a relationship is like.

If Woojin had wiped his fingers on me like that…

I’d have growled in embarrassment at being treated like a tissue,

barked and whined in shame at how wet I was for no reason.

“…Hold onto the table properly. Unless you want to get hurt.”

“…Okay.”

“And relax. It’s not even going in properly at the entrance.”

“…If you just shoved it in hard, it’d go all the way… Ngh…!”

“Relax. Now.”

“I am… relaxing…!”

“…Then what, you want me to force it in like this?”

“…If you have to…”

…If I had ended up having s…ex like the couple in front of me,

I wouldn’t have been able to growl—I’d have been too embarrassed to say anything at all.

“……… …? ……♡?”

Like right now,

with Woojin gripping Yozora’s hips like handles,

shoving his thick, veiny cock almost all the way in—

Yozora just jolts, unable to speak.

…Now that I think about it, her lower stomach looks slightly swollen…

Am I imagining it?

“…Fuck, you’re tight. Seriously.”

“…Still better than being loose… right…?”

“Dunno. Haven’t met a girl like that yet.”

“…Well, with your size, even a girl who’s already been broken in by her boyfriend would… Ngh…!”

…Ah.

Not my imagination, then.

Every time Woojin thrusts in with a shlick, shlick—

every time he thuds against her cervix,

her lower stomach bulges slightly.

Yeah…

…

…Huh?

Wait, why—

“W-Wait, why are you lifting me…?! This position is embarras—…!”

“Tried it once, but the table’s too high. Easier to just put you on the couch and fuck you there.”

The moment she’s lifted, cock still inside her, Yozora’s face burns red, flustered.

After locking eyes with her for a second, I realize my mistake and quickly close my fingers over my eyes again—

just as a thud echoes from the couch.

…I peek through my fingers again.

“Ngh… Hngh…! H-Hyuk…! Ahh…!”

…He’s already thrusting.

Unlike before, she’s on her knees on the couch,

face buried in the plush backrest,

as Woojin pounds into her with rough, wet thuds—

making my earlier cock-sucking look like child’s play.

…They’re mating.

“……Ngh…! Hah…! Nn…!”

“…Maybe because you’re so small. You cling so damn tight…”

“Feels… good… Thick cock… pounding hard, then pulling out slow… Feels so good…”

“Normally you… …Never mind. Forget it.”

My hands slowly lower from my face.

Fingers interlacing.

Wiping away the mysterious droplets on the back of my hand.

Then covering my mouth as I watch—

something I’d rarely even seen in porn—

the act of human mating.

“S-Sorry, I didn’t mean to…! …! ………. ……♡….”

“……”

Schlorp,

Squelch—

Strange, muffled moans spill from her buried face.

Between them, fragmented apologies slip out.

…Before I can even process what they mean,

the cock, slick with fluids, pulls almost all the way out of her.

Then, before those sticky strands can fully drip,

it rams back in to the hilt.

Forcefully—the word fits perfectly.

Thud, thud, squelch.

For something that big

to go in and out so many times…

……

…A-Anyway,

judging by how Yozora’s hips tremble

and how worked up Woojin is,

sex must feel

really good.

For girls.

And boys.

“…Pounding… like this… Ngh…! My womb… getting crushed…!”

“…Want me to stop here?”

“Nn… Crush it… Crush it as much as you want… Ruin me as much as you want…!”

“…You never use honorifics when we’re alone.”

“Well, I am a student… Sensei… Punish this troublemaker, please…!”

“…Tch.”

Is she that drunk?

Her voice—different from usual,

less playful and more like a sex-crazed pervert—

reaches my ears as I squeeze my thighs together.

…Even though she has him saved as “Master” in her phone,

she doesn’t use honorifics in private, huh?

Just how depraved are you, Yozora…?

“…Enough with the weird roleplay. Arch your back properly.”

“……”

“…I’ll wreck you like you asked, so bend over.”

“……”

At the first words, she pouts and glares at him,

but by the second, she obediently arches her back—

just how depraved are you, Yozora…?

…And,

Woojin, gripping her hips tightly,

thrusts into her with enough force to make obscene, wet slaps—

…And here I am,

watching silently from the side.

“…Haah… Ngh… Phh…! Nngh…! ♡”

…I shouldn’t be doing this.

But I can’t stop getting wetter.

“I’m ruined, Sensei… I’m ruined…!”

“……”

“…Ngh, ah…! Nngh…! Huh…? Nn…!”

Woojin presses a hand against the back of Yozora’s head, silencing her babbling.

He ignores her weak slaps, her attempts to get him to stop.

…Eventually, Yozora gives up, just panting heavily.

And behind her, Woojin slams into her with rough, vulgar thuds.

Her posture slowly crumbling.

Squelch, splurt— her fluids, enough to stain the couch dark, pooling on the floor.

Watching all of this,

I secretly

rub between my thighs.

…If I had sex with Woojin,

if I were in that position…

“Sua.”

“…H-Huh?”

“…Come here. …Just for a bit.”

Soaking borrowed panties,

soaking borrowed pants,

I crawl toward Woojin on all fours.

From up close, it didn’t seem that bad, but I guess it’s pretty rough.

That thought takes up 1% of my mind.

The other 99% is:

…Is this because of what Yozora said earlier?

“…Open your mouth.”

“……”

“I said open.”

“……Ah, okay.”

I gulp, hesitating, before—

“…If you don’t want to, I’ll just cum inside Yozora—”

“N-No…! Bleh—”

(If he came inside her, there’d be a risk of pregnancy—

that’s the excuse I make for myself before sticking out my tongue.)

“…I’m gonna pull your hair a little, okay?”

“…Nngh…”

Unlike when he was mating with Yozora,

his voice is much gentler now.

I glance at Yozora, collapsed on the couch,

her thighs slick with fluids she can’t even wipe away,

panting like an animal—

as I take his cock,

now coated in Yozora’s juices instead of my spit,

into my mouth.

Schlick,

Schlick,

Schlick—

Sucking in time with his hand tugging my hair.

“…Ngh… Phh… ……”

The cum that spills down my throat is—

…still

just as gross,

just as tasteless.

…Just like when Yozora touched my ears,

my pants get wet,

my tail wags.

That’s all it is.

A disgusting,

disgusting liquid.

…If I have to drink it again, I’ll…

W-Wait.

He already came so many times, so why is he dragging Yozora by the wrist to the bedroom…?

……

…T-Together…?