Episode 33. Wedding (2)

“What are you talking about?”

“You know, that thing you taught me last time, pretending to touch here and there…”

Winnie grabbed her breasts and put her hand between her legs, as if she were masturbating. She seemed to be rubbing hard, but stimulating herself like that would probably only cause pain rather than pleasure.

“…I tried my best to follow along, but I guess I didn’t practice enough, so it didn’t work out so well.”

“…Just do it more by yourself.”

“Don’t do that.”

Winnie grabbed my arm. She brought my hand between her legs.

“Teach me one more time…”

I don’t want to. Why should I? Those words didn’t come out easily. Was it because she looked so weak? If I pushed her away here, it felt like she might kill herself out of depression. It’s ridiculous for me, who had cut down enemies on the battlefield, to say this, but I felt disgusted if someone died because of me. The reason I’m indulging this childishness is because of that.

“…Just once.”

“Hurry…”

As if completely drunk, Winnie was like a completely different woman. Unlike usual, there was no sluggishness in her speech. Her emotional expressions were richer and more honest than usual. That annoying and even gloomy feeling was nowhere to be seen. Still slightly damp, I put my hand into the pants that clung tightly to Winnie’s legs.

“Euum… so big…”

My finger caressed Winnie’s vagina. My index finger followed the split, sweeping upwards. As expected, Winnie’s vagina was fluffy and soft. No fluid came out at all, so inserting it in this state would only be painful. I slowly rubbed her clitoris, caressing it.

“Euuht, heung…”

I raised my thumb and pressed down on it like pushing a button. Like a pleasure button being pressed, I stimulated her clitoris by pressing down on it. Her thighs, which had shrunk, pressed against my hand. It wasn’t as voluptuous as Vera’s, but her thighs were straight and formed a beautiful leg line.

“Euht, euuht!”

She shuddered and lightly came after I had barely touched her a few times.

“Th-this is it…”

She must not have been satisfied with touching herself, as she seemed to be feeling it a lot.

“Now that you seem satisfied, I’ll be going.”

“…I’m not satisfied yet.”

I saw her come, but she’s trying to be stubborn here? As I looked at Winnie with that thought, she looked into my eyes and said confidently.

“You clearly said you’d put your finger in. Are you going to end it without even inserting it?”

“Haa…”

She’s not exactly wrong. So, I’m just indulging her. Not just being rejected, but having her entire fortress denied, comforting a sad woman. Because I have Vera.

“I’m taking it off.”

“Ah, no…”

“It’s uncomfortable to put my finger in.”

“…Okay…”

Her pants were too tight, making it too uncomfortable for my hand to go in and move around. She tried to stop me, but then she lifted her hips as if she had given up on something, helping me. As I pulled her pants down, turning them inside out, her white and smooth thighs were revealed. Perhaps because of the cold, her pale skin seemed to shine transparently.

“Don’t just stare like that, hurry…”

The panties she was wearing were different from the innocent ones she wore last time, and seemed like underwear she had tried to make look sexy. The panties, tied as if hanging from her hips, had some racy adult decorations attached. Still, the remaining innocence and freshness made her look even more attractive.

I grabbed both ends of her panties with both hands and slowly pulled them down. Winnie covered her face with both arms, as if she was embarrassed to take even this off. My gaze moved along the line formed by the panties as they came down, scanning her lower body. From her navel to her hips, which spread out to both sides, and the slightly protruding bones that emphasized them. The valley that seemed to connect from there to her vagina, and the goddess’s mound located between them. On that beautiful hill, there were a few dark navy-blue hairs, like Winnie’s hair.

I came to my senses and looked below, and saw her tightly closed vagina. After seeing Vera’s, this one looked really fresh. She seemed to be trying to hide her vagina, where only a glimpse of red flesh could be seen, by crossing her legs, but thanks to her wide hips and slender thighs, it wasn’t completely hidden.

Perhaps because her previous climax was a dry one, her vagina was almost completely dry. But I couldn’t put my saliva on her vagina, so I put my hand in the wine glass and wet my finger. Winnie was startled when my wine-soaked finger touched her.

“C-cold, but it burns!”

“Stay still.”

“Euk…”

Still, because her insides were loosened by the climax, and something to act as vaginal fluid had appeared, my finger went in more easily than I thought. Similar to when I visited last time, her inner flesh greeted my finger enthusiastically, clinging to it.

“Heuuht! Thick…”

I looked at Winnie’s hand. Not only her fingers but her hand itself was as small as a child’s. My thumb probably looked as thick as two of Winnie’s fingers combined. No wonder she can’t feel anything.

As I slowly moved my finger back and forth, stabbing the top, bottom, front, back, left, and right of her vagina mercilessly, Winnie’s body bent uncontrollably. I felt like a puppeteer manipulating a doll with strings attached to it. Since I’m controlling her with her vagina instead of strings, should I call myself a vagina master?

While touching her vagina like that, I suddenly remembered something and asked her.

“Are you okay with a man touching you?”

“I, what about men.”

Winnie turned her head, as if she was embarrassed to hear me say it so openly.

“…I hate men. Even now, I just like your finger, not you… Ah!”

Because she was saying such arrogant things, I stabbed her harder. I felt something catching on my finger, and it seemed like she still had her hymen because she had never experienced a man before.

“Y-you’re still different…”

“This is the technique of the man you hate so much.”

Chop chop chop-

I aggressively attacked her vagina, which had belatedly started to release water, with my hand. Her vagina, attacked, shed vaginal fluid instead of blood. As she seemed to be approaching another climax, Winnie’s waist couldn’t stay on the floor and kept shaking. I continued to stab her waist, which was floating in the air, without giving her a break, and she shuddered and came with her waist bent. Considering how grandly she came, not much water came out, so it seemed like she was the type to have little vaginal fluid.

Thud-

If the floor had been hard, she would have hurt her waist. Winnie fell onto the bed with a thud. She was breathing heavily, looking at me. Was her face red because of the heat or the candlelight? I felt like I would have to sleep here if I stayed any longer, so I tried to pull my finger out of her vagina.

“Don’t go…”

Winnie’s vagina bit my finger. It felt like dipping my finger into warm and firm pudding.

“It’s late, so I have to go.”

“Where are you going after getting so big…”

My penis was incredibly erect. Since it’s naturally big, I can’t hide the erection, so I can’t argue like her. Well, what does a man have to hide? Just be confident.

“This is a physiological phenomenon. It’s just that I thought of Vera, it has nothing to do with you.”

“Then why did you take my panties?”

“…”

Hehe- Winnie smiled mischievously. I really felt like she was cunning. Even though a little devil came to mind, the reason why I felt something other than disgust first was simply because her appearance was that of a beautiful woman?

“The fact that you thought of your lover in the first place means that you thought of me as a sexual object, right?”

She brought out the fact that I felt sexual attraction to Winnie, which I had been trying not to admit in a corner of my mind.

“I’ll turn a blind eye to you taking my panties. So,”

The strength in her vagina loosened, and my finger came out. The virginal crack that had been there just a moment ago was nowhere to be seen, and only a lewd hole, adjusted to swallow men, was throbbing.

“Make me a normal woman, so I don’t hate men.”

“…Do you really have to take everything off like this?”

“Got a problem with that?”

“Ah, no.”

Winnie, who had taken off all the clothes covering her upper body, was sitting on the bed with her knees together. She was curling up her body as if she was embarrassed, but she didn’t seem to know that her vagina was clearly visible in that position.

As I acknowledged my lust and looked at Winnie’s naked body, I felt a different kind of charm than Vera’s. A body that generally seemed more firm than fleshy. But it wasn’t too thin, and it maintained the softness of a woman’s body. Her breasts weren’t very large, but her slender waist and, instead of her breasts, her voluptuous hips were attractive. It felt like her femininity was concentrated on one side. Unlike Vera, whose voluptuous body as a whole drew a single curve, Winnie was made up of a curvaceous lower body and a petite upper body.

“Hehe, so I’m finally ending up like this with a man…”

“That’s the providence that God has ordained. Women are meant to be with men, and men are meant to be with women.”

“…Was my feeling just a rebellious phase of a teenage girl?”

Without answering, I silently took off my clothes. Winnie was watching my body with great interest.

“Why are you looking so intently at something you don’t even like?”

“I’m trying to feel the emotions of ordinary women as much as possible. And…”

She said in a small voice from behind me.

“I hate men to death, but you’re not that bad…”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Sorry. Was I too emotional?”

As I organized my clothes and approached the bed, Winnie asked me.

“You’re going to kiss Monica, right?”

“…I guess I probably will?”

“Then do it with me too.”

Winnie’s eyes, as she said that, looked very complicated.