Ch.193Chapter 193

Ouro grabbed my chest and tormented my nipples. I had only touched them lightly with my fingers, but Ouro leaned in and bit them sharply with her teeth.

“Ugh! Ah, that hurts!”

“No milk is coming out…”

“I told you…! Milk doesn’t come out unless you’re pregnant!”

I shouted in protest at the unfair pain. When I tapped Ouro’s shoulder, complaining that I couldn’t understand why I had to endure such pain, she stared at me intently before taking my breast into her mouth and sucking hard.

The sensation was like my chest being vacuumed up, causing my waist to arch involuntarily.

Pop! With a crisp sound, Ouro’s mouth detached, leaving an intensely red circle around my nipple. Teeth marks were an added bonus.

“Eek, eeek! Ouro left a weird mark! My chest…!”

I held back tears. Feeling this was going too far, I placed my hand over my left breast, but the damage was already done.

Glancing up, I lifted my hand slightly to check, but nothing had changed. The spot she had sucked on remained clearly visible.

“That was fun!”

Oblivious to my distress, Ouro grinned with a bright voice.

“Ack, this strange mark… I won’t be able to bathe with the Professor like this…”

I pouted with a tearful expression.

No matter how bored one might be, this wasn’t something I could have done alone. Anyone would know Ouro had done this, and I’d have no explanation if asked why.

The problem was that I’d need to hide this mark until it disappeared.

“Huh? Why?”

“…This isn’t something you just tell people about.”

“Hmm… I don’t understand. According to Ourr, this is how babies are made, so isn’t it a good thing?”

“T-this has nothing to do with babies.”

I glared at Ouro with wide eyes. She just blinked back at me, meeting my gaze.

She doesn’t seem to understand that sexual acts are embarrassing. She clearly doesn’t comprehend why certain body parts shouldn’t be shown to others.

Since what’s considered obscene is generally determined by social norms, I couldn’t explain the exact standards to her. That’s probably why this issue doesn’t resonate with Ouro at all.

In the awkward atmosphere, I tried to twist my waist to move away, but Ouro grabbed me.

“…Where are you going?”

“Well, I need to wash up now.”

“Ourr has to go too.”

My shoulders flinched when I saw Ouro’s eyes light up, ready to take advantage of my statement.

“Ugh, are you really going all the way? You don’t even enjoy it…”

“I enjoy just watching Ourr’s reactions.”

With a devilish smile, Ouro slipped her finger between my thighs. It was a bit awkward, but awkwardness doesn’t apply to the sensation of being touched. Despite her clumsiness, my sensitivity wasn’t diminished, and my lower back instinctively twitched.

“Huh.”

I tried to hold it in, but my voice escaped anyway, and my attempt to suppress it only made the sound stranger.

Seeing this, Ouro hummed and tried to find a different hole than the one she’d touched earlier. Both initially looked too narrow for her to tell apart, but knowing one was off-limits, she quickly brought her finger to the other.

“Nngh, ah.”

“This is it. This one… my finger won’t go in.”

“T-that’s because you’re still young, ah!”

“That can’t be right. You’re younger than me now, aren’t you?”

Ouro dismissed my nonsense and began rubbing my pussy with her finger. Despite it being nothing special, the sudden sensation made my body twist involuntarily.

I squirmed my waist, but my thighs were fixed in place by Ouro’s hand. The intense ticklish sensation that I couldn’t escape traveled up my waist and made my chest tingle.

“Mmm…”

“You’ve done this before.”

“It’s not something you get used to… it’s an ero-erogenous zone.”

“Erogenous zone?”

“It means… when you touch it like this, it gets really hot and makes you feel… you know.”

I supported my body with my elbow as I felt like I might collapse at any moment, and looked at Ouro. She stared at me blankly before nodding as if she understood something. Then she touched both mine and her own, pursing her lips.

“Ah, I get it now!”

“Get what…?”

I suddenly felt anxious. I couldn’t understand what Ouro had figured out.

That anxiety quickly materialized through Ouro’s fingers.

“So this whole area is an erogenous zone? Since Ourr makes such strange sounds?”

“I told you already… ah! Mmph, ngh?!”

Her finger slipped inside. Perhaps because she’d been touching me for a while, I felt no resistance. But my mind wasn’t ready to accept it, causing my body to stiffen.

I wished she would give me time to adjust, but Ouro didn’t allow any time for adaptation or lingering sensations. She just moved her hand recklessly, trying to imitate what I had done earlier by inserting her finger and probing around inside.

Squelch, squelch, squelch.

“Hah, ah, ngh!”

My body twitched repeatedly. With each twitch, Ouro’s fingers became more aggressive.

“Ourr, you’re twitching.”

Due to her vigorous arm movements, Ouro’s breathing also became slightly rough, though not as much as mine.

My body felt hot. Hearing the wet sounds made me feel like a switch was being flipped. As I moaned and exhaled rough breaths, the heat built up so much that I couldn’t tell if the room was getting hotter or if it was just my body.

My vision blurred like heat waves rising, and my pupils trembled at the sight of Ouro beyond that haze.

Squelch, squelch. Squish.

“Ngh, hng, suddenly…”

Tears welled up a little. I suddenly felt something spreading inside me slightly—she must have inserted another finger.

“Water keeps coming out of the hole… it came out of me too? What is this?”

Ouro tilted her head, curious about the fluid coming from my pussy.

“Ugh. That, that’s…”

“Strange smell.”

“Aah?!”

She sniffed and then began digging deeper inside. Her merciless scratching made my back straighten. I tried to say something to Ouro but ended up pressing my shoulders to the floor and squeezing my eyes shut.

“I’ll dig out all the strange water in Ourr’s body.”

“N-no…! Ah! It’s fine, ah, ngh, mmm… wash, wash.”

I meant to say we could just wash it off, but I couldn’t speak properly and bit down hard on my teeth. My waist trembled. I knew I was getting close to climaxing. Ouro’s increasingly fast and intense movements made the path to that peak not difficult, but now it felt too intense—hot and painful.

“Hah, hah. Mmm… ah. Ngh.”

I’m going to come. I feel like I’m dying.

“Is this coming? Coming? Did you come? Did you come…?”

“I, I don’t knooow!”

I clasped my hands tightly to my chest and froze my body. Tears seemed to sparkle as they welled up.

As I trembled, trying to savor the afterglow of my climax, Ouro still didn’t understand and continued rummaging through my pussy. Writhing, I cried out at Ouro’s unceasing movements.

“I, I came…! S-stop… hng, I came, I said I came…”

Squelch, squelch. The fluid flowed endlessly like a flood. When Ouro finally removed her hand at my plea, I could see her hand glistening and a transparent thread connecting her fingertips to my pussy.

I could barely focus after coming so hard. Despite complaining of dizziness, the feeling was so good that I gently caressed my aching pussy, trying to resolve the lingering unsatisfied sensation.

“Oh…”

Seeing this, Ouro sat down facing me. She spread her legs like I had and imitated what I was doing, though I wondered if sitting face-to-face while masturbating was appropriate.

I was too exhausted to tell her not to, so I just buried my head and continued probing my pussy.

“Mmm, mmm…”

“You can do it alone too… ngh.”

Ouro, as if discovering a new world, wiggled her fingers and bent forward as much as possible to try to see her pussy. My trembling body finished the act with a sigh.

“Let’s clean up and finish before the Professor comes…”

“Ah, okay. Just let me… this feels good.”

“…I thought you didn’t like coming.”

“I don’t like coming alone. Ouro has to come too.”

“……”

She usually acts like she doesn’t care about me at all, but now she’s all about “Ourr this, Ourr that.” Why is she doing this to me?

I suppose it’s fortunate she’s not going to the Professor asking to masturbate together.

Drenched in sweat, I staggered to grab the shower head. Then I misstepped on the slippery floor and fell, bruising my knees.

“Oww…”

Meanwhile, Ouro came over and grabbed my buttocks.

“Oh, now I can see really well.”

“I said let’s wash up. Ah!”

“Ah, okay.”

I definitely shouldn’t have taught her about this. Ouro’s curious hands showed no signs of stopping.

After finally finishing washing up, I felt like I’d been trapped in the bathroom for a year. Washing had calmed my body somewhat, but not completely, so I squirmed on the bed with the air conditioner on.

Ouro, who had been lying beside me, rolled over and hugged me.

“…What? It’s hot.”

“Don’t you think it would be nice to do it again?”

“What are you talking about?”

I snorted in response to Ouro’s words. Ouro didn’t seem to mind and concluded the situation by hugging me tightly.

This girl. She seems to be developing strange habits.

I felt a bit concerned, but since I had no energy left, I decided to say something about it later.

It should be fine just this once.