episode_0005

“But, there, you said you put it in…?”

“Ah, of course I forced it in. Because of that, my senior was hospitalized for three months and suffered from social phobia even after that.”

“… Hey, junior… .”

“Huh?”

“… In that world of foreboding, I… And still liked my junior?”

“Yeah.”

“Why did it happen…?”

“Because of a bug.”

“That’s too much of a joke… .”

The senior bowed his head deeply.

No, I’m not joking, I’m serious.

I guess it passed censorship because it would be interpreted as a joke.

“How much did I like you, junior… .”

There was no answer to that.

I don’t think the senior had really expected an answer when he said that.

He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and asked.

“So, junior, you want your junior to do the same?”

“Yeah, you can do it worse if you want.”

“I don’t want that!”

“Right. Um… I know you don’t want to, but please do it.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about!”

The senior who was in the back was cute.

“Ah, you said you weren’t going in! You said you’d be hospitalized for three months! You said you’d develop a phobia! Why do you want me to do that!”

“Senior, your hands are small, so won’t it take three months?”

“That’s not the problem!”

“But since my senior’s first experience was like that, I think I should have a similar experience.”

“… No.”

The senior said, clenching his fist.

“It didn’t actually happen anyway. No, even if it did happen, it’s the same. There’s absolutely no need to repeat it.”

“You won’t do it?”

“Never! Never!”

I thought it would be difficult.

Because I’m a person who is sensitive to wounds. Whether my own or someone else’s.

But it’s difficult if the senior doesn’t take the initiative.

Let’s take a little detour.

“Okay. Then I guess I’ll have to go to the freak auction.”

“… What is that?”

“A place where you can auction off anything without any restrictions.”

This facility serves as an important source of funding in the game.

It was originally available from around Part 3, but now that it’s out of the game’s restrictions, it should already be established and running.

There are no restrictions on the items you can sell.

In addition to trading items, it is also possible to provide specific labor for a few days or engage in human trafficking.

Of course, virgins can be sold too.

“… First, I want you to accept it… .”

“Senior, you said you would never listen to me? It’s okay. I can sell it as a ‘show’.”

Rather than asking someone random to buy it, it’s a reverse auction where the customer suggests a ‘target’ for whom they will lose their virginity.

“The most popular ones are definitely the aliens like the beasts and demons, but inanimate objects are also quite popular. Swords, stakes, and bombs with fuses are quite valuable. Since they come in a lump sum, they can be used to secure urgent funds right away… .”

“… Okay.”

Oh, senior, you’re mad.

The large teardrops hanging at the corners of her eyes as she looked up at me squeezed my heart.

My senior can hold back tears when he is sad, but he can’t hold back tears when he is angry.

So I try not to make them angry if possible, but sometimes I end up making them angry without realizing it.

Even though I regretted it so much afterwards.

I’m also a kid… .

“What you just said, you did it on purpose. You knew I couldn’t accept it, so you did it on purpose.”

Honestly, I nodded.

My senior looked at me with a complicated expression and wiped away the tears that had gathered in his eyes.

And said.

“Actually, I don’t know what’s going on at all. Everything you’re saying is so unimaginable. But I know you’re not lying, my junior. So… So I’m asking you… .”

Stop telling me scary stories and hug me.

I don’t know much and I’m not good at it, but I will hug my junior.

I don’t know what the future holds,

Not to atone for the sins I have committed,

Can’t we just hug and cuddle like two people who love each other?

How could I possibly react to a senior who spoke like that?

“It’s only been two hours since we met, but you’re so passionate, senior.”

“… .”

“Actually, I made up an excuse because I thought my senior would feel uncomfortable and reject me if I just told him… But if my senior says that, I can’t help it.”

“… .”

“Oh, what is it? You’re being too direct, senior. My face is all red… Hey, senior?”

I approached my senior who was completely exhausted and stuck in the corner of the room.

I turned the body around with my back turned and looked into its eyes.

Shy, closed eyes.

Kiss her tightly closed eyelids and lightly press her lips.

I lowered my head a little more and dug into the nape of her neck, suppressing the urge to dig between her closed lips.

“… Ugh!”

A small groan.

And he himself is surprised by the sound and his face turns red.

“It’s okay, senior. Don’t be embarrassed. I’m not joking around about my breath right now, am I?”

I can’t stand the excitement.

You become aware of the harsh, hot breath coming out of your nose.

What kind of face do I have now? Is it an embarrassing face that would make my seniors cringe?

If you dig into my neck like this, you won’t be able to see my face, but my breath will still be touching my senior’s body.

Kiss the nape of her neck, tickle it lightly with your tongue, then move lower… .

The t-shirt is in the way.

“Okay, senior. Hurray.”

The senior raised his arm hesitantly.

As she lifts up her T-shirt from the bottom, her soft chest and cute belly button are revealed.

I pulled up my t-shirt further so that my hair was out, but instead of taking it off completely, I rolled it up around my arms and tied it behind my head.

If we just leave it alone, the shy senior will definitely resist.

“Ah… .”

He covered the mouth of his senior, who was opening his mouth to protest or to beg to be released.

When I pushed my tongue in, he opened his mouth a little more, perhaps worried that I might bite it.

I pushed my tongue in a little further and found my senior’s tongue, who didn’t know what to do.

I tapped it with the tip of my tongue as if knocking, and stroked it as if caressing, and it responded hesitantly.

It’s too sweet.

The saliva that mixes little by little, the breath that comes and goes,

Those eyes that looked at me through slightly open eyelids and then disappeared shyly.

He reached out to his chest and waist.

Enjoy the shape that changes with the movement of your hand while wrapping your chest softly yet with a sense of weight.

Place your other hand on her waist to hold her closer.

Closer, closer.

Even the tangled tongues,

Lips that press against each other,

Everyone is thinking about the same thing.

I want to get closer.

I want to get closer.

I want to just mix like this and melt into one.

I felt my nipples getting harder as I rolled them with my fingertips.

Even the slightest friction causes it to twist its body and let out hot breath.

The hand placed on the waist carefully moves up and down to check the sensitive area.

I know a lot about Senior Saya.

In VR games, we overlap our bodies countless times.

But that was a game, and the reaction of seniors who haven’t developed it like they do now is completely new.

I suppressed my anxious feelings at the thought of that fact.

okay.

Perhaps the talents that the senior has now are [difficulty getting wet], [immature sexual sensation], and [weak to pain].

They do not respond well to sexual stimulation and scream even at the slightest pain.

Slowly. Very slowly.

As you get to know your seniors, you also encourage them to get to know themselves.

When a hand dug along his spine and between his hot pants, the senior flinched loudly.

I could feel the tension building up.

As I tapped the part where the buttocks begin with my fingertips, the strength in her body slightly left her body, and a whining sound was heard.

“Oh my… .”

Perhaps he wanted to say, ‘This is too much.’

Okay, okay, I got it.

He stopped kissing and pulled his face away from the close contact.

The saliva that had become more viscous as we exchanged a lot of it got caught between my senior’s lips like a thread, and soon fell off with a thud.

I unconsciously licked my lips with my tongue.

I am reflected in the melting eyes of my senior who has just opened his eyes.

It’s hard to tell exactly because of the watery eyes, but he must have a listless, relaxed expression like Senior Saya.

Senior Saya muttered.

“This is too much… . Me too… I want to do it too… .”

… .

I wasn’t trying to complain that the progress was too fast… .

“Okay. Let’s be fair~?”

I untied the T-shirt that had been binding my senior’s arms.

And this time, I took off my t-shirt and tied my arms like I had tied my senior’s arms before.

“Okay, pull this hard.”

My senior pulls hard on the knot I made.

This time I had my arms tied behind my back.

“Okay, senior. Is it the same as before?”

“Who… .”

“?”

“[Close your eyes… ]. I, I’m scared to show my face right now because it looks so weird… .”

Although I wasn’t aware of it, it was an ‘order’.

I willingly followed suit and closed my eyes.

I felt my senior’s breath in front of my chest.

It’s hot. And it’s rough.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out with both hands and lifted my left breast from below.

A slight smile came from the action that seemed more like weighing rather than petting….

“Haha… .”

For a moment, I trembled and screamed.

“Are you okay?!”

A question from a surprised senior.

No, I’m the one who’s surprised.

Why do I feel this way when my chest was just lightly touched?

“Okay, it’s okay. It’s not that I don’t like it, so it’s okay to continue… .”

Rather, it would be difficult if you didn’t do it.

It’s true that I was surprised, but my body completely switched off from tension and anticipation.

The senior stretched out his hand more cautiously than before, and began to move cautiously, like someone examining an archaeological excavation.

It’s not like I’m doing any special petting, just gently stroking or using my fingertips on the nipples and areola, but that alone makes my mind go blank.

I thought about maintaining my sanity.

I was fine until just now, but why can’t I come to my senses all of a sudden?

Review your talent lists.

Oh, I have so many guesses… .

Meanwhile, the senior began to caress one breast with his hand and the other with his mouth.

His empty hand is running up and down my waist, just like I did before, checking my reactions.

Every time I sucked on her nipple, every time I licked it with the tip of my tongue, my body would tremble as if I had been electrocuted.

It cannot be suppressed by reason.

“I’m really okay… ? If you don’t like it or it hurts, you should tell me… ?”

“… Me.”

“Junior… ?”

“I don’t hate it at all… So… Make it more violent… .”

“I, violently… .”

Even though I couldn’t see it because my eyes were closed, I could clearly see that he was expressing his discomfort at the difficult conditions.

And the answer my senior came up with was to put both arms around my back and hug me tightly while gently biting my nipples with his teeth.

A storm of electrical signals enveloped my entire body.

It was never a hard bite.

It was a stimulation that felt too good to be called pain, but it felt like my entire body was ruined by that stimulation alone.

I was aware of it, but I was faced with a reality that I had been trying to turn a blind eye to.

My underwear was completely soaked, so much so that I felt like I would hear a sticky sound if I moved my legs even a little.

“Ahhh… Haaang… Haaeuuu… .”

A voice soaked in pleasure, heard from somewhere.

It’s too obscene for a senior who is used to being shy and patient.

A voice that seems to be lacking even a shred of reason, a voice that melts away as if trying to take away even the reason of others.

It’s my voice… .

It was still unfamiliar, but it was my voice… .

“Junior… . That voice… is so cute… .”

“Don’t… say something like that… Haaah!”

As if trying to break the resistance, the senior bit her nipple again.

A little harder than before.

With her other hand, she gently rubbed her other nipple.

Oh, shit.

It seems like I’m becoming Saya-senpai’s toy.

It’s something I never imagined, but surprisingly, I don’t hate it at all.

Rather, I wish for it. Harder, stronger, more violently.

If you’re going to bite, bite harder.

I wish you would crush it with your molars and cut it off with your front teeth.

I wish I had been bitten all over my chest, no, all over my body.

I wish I could carve a trace of my senior’s identity so densely that not even a single bit of skin could be revealed even in the middle of summer.

Unfortunately, the only ‘outrageous acts’ that the senior can think of are to this extent.

“Senior… .”

“Oh… Oh, did it hurt?!”

The problem is that it doesn’t hurt!

But I didn’t say that.

Because he is a senior who is sensitive to other people’s pain as much as he is vulnerable to pain himself. It’s not a problem that will be solved right away just by asking.

I just twisted my body a little bit and got closer to my senior.

Although I couldn’t see it, I felt it and kissed it again.

This time, it was the senior who was the first to actively stick his tongue out.

As our tongues mingled, I pushed myself a little closer to my senior.

Their hard nipples brushed against each other.

Just put your chests together and bring your hearts closer to each other.

As we continue to kiss and rub each other’s chests, we experience the phenomenon of the film breaking in our heads several times.

We kissed until my heart almost burst, and only when it seemed like it had really burst did we finally open our mouths.

The senior let out a gasp of breath.

My breathing was just as ragged.

“Haa haa… . Senior… Me… .”

I can’t open my eyes.

So I can’t even see what kind of facial expression my senior is making.

So, you may not know how your senior will react to what you say next.

He pleaded, relying solely on that fact.

“At this rate… my head… is… going to get weird… . So… please… .”

I have never made a plea like this in my life.

Just a few minutes ago, I wouldn’t have thought that would happen.

I naturally thought that my senior would be leading.

but….

“I, I can’t do anything by myself… . Senior… It has to be you… .”

“… Yes.”

A small voice of agreement.

And then my senior’s hand dug into my waist.

Since the shorts were made of elastic, I could just pull them down with my underwear.

The cold air made me realize that the space between my legs was exposed.

The area between them was completely soaked as if she had just peed, and the liquid that had run down her legs reached her knees.

I could tell very well that the space between her legs, the crack in the middle, must have looked very ugly.

Even the clitoris was depicted as standing upright, as if trying to take over the role of the vagina that would have disappeared in the woman’s body.

The senior’s hand gently touched the clitoris.

It’s a movement that seems more like curiosity about something new than petting.

But the results were dramatic.

I found myself kicking my butt and struggling without realizing it.

no.

My thoughts were too far-fetched.

I underestimated a woman’s body, especially one that was filled with the cliché talents of a female protagonist in a rape game.

I am not ready.

I don’t have the confidence to endure this joy.

Every time my senior ran his tongue over my clit, I felt the pleasure rushing through my body, changing my body.

I felt deep in my bones how vulnerable this body is to pleasure and to my seniors.

If I continue like this, I will no longer be myself.

That phrase, which would be boring in a game, came to mind so desperately. My natural self-defense instinct kicked in.

“Senior… That, stop… .”

The only good thing is that my first experience was with a senior.

If I tell them to stop, they’ll stop. They won’t find it strange, and they won’t look down on me or distrust me.

On the contrary, you may end up reflecting on whether you got too carried away with the atmosphere and went too far.

“If you stop…don’t….Absolutely not….”

But what actually came out was the exact opposite of what I thought.

of course.

Of course.

If it’s because of my senior that I’m acting strange,

If I become no longer myself because of the pleasure my senior gave me,

Because nothing would make me happier than that.

The senior responded with a kiss.

While sharing a comfortable rather than passionate kiss, he ran his fingertips along the crack between her legs.

gently,

Carefully,

But I have no intention of stopping,

My senior’s fingers dug into me… .

…I passed out from the pleasure so great that I don’t remember what happened next.

†

《You lost your virginity》

《Additional: +27 Climax Experience》

《Additional: Lesbian Experience +1》

《Additional: Loss of Virginity +1》

《Master (Saya) sprained his right middle and ring fingers.》

It seems like the reaction was a bit extreme when I went there… .

I’m sorry, senior… .