episode_0010

Every time disgraceful words come out of my mouth to a degree that is hard to believe, it feels like something is twisting my brain into something unrecognizable.

More precisely, it wasn’t my brain that was being twisted into something.

The voice that resonates from my throat, a sound that I was barely getting used to, continues to deviate from the usual tone of a person.

For some reason, saliva fills my mouth, and it feels like it’s about to flow out, making me gulp it down repeatedly, causing my breathing to become erratic and my chest to tighten.

“No, stop, please♡”

Even though I try to express my dislike, my voice is filled with a sense of pleasure.

To anyone, it seems like a voice of coquetry rather than resistance or refusal.

I try to push away my hand that is clenched tightly, but it just wriggles like a playful child.

I try to press my arm against my knee inside, trying to push away the pressed leg, but I only tap my shoulder as if urging for more with my heel.

“Ah, really…ah…this is driving me crazy…! This shouldn’t be happening, ah…damn, ugh…this is no joke….”

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh♡ not there, not there, don’t do it there, it’s weird, it’s weird♡”

The saliva gradually turns into a watery substance.

A sticky yet sweet scent mixes into the air.

It’s a scent that is simply unrealistic.

A vulgar yet addictive scent, the sticky sound of liquid, and the gradually thickening saliva stick to me like a curse.

Begging not to remove my member, pleading for a little more.

“Ah, stop, stop♡”

“Ugh…what is this, sucking…damn! What, the vagina is….”

Squish, slurp, slurp♡

“Damn, what is this, the vagina is…so tight and thick…ugh, it’s rough and…sucking, damn…!”

“Say, say♡ you heard♡ ah! Don’t do it♡ stop, stop♡”

“Ugh, don’t squeeze…! Damn, ugh! Ugh!!”

The thrusting member suddenly stops moving.

The man, who was breathing heavily as if he couldn’t bear it, slowly, slowly presses his body down while stiffening his entire body.

As deeply as possible, deeper, more inside…adopting a primal, animalistic posture, he repeatedly teases the clitoris.

A sensation of the testicles being pushed up.

Tickling the sensitive anus, it pulls up and sticks softly under the clitoris.

I know.

Twitching slightly, lifting the inner self slightly towards me…breathing heavily, not moving a muscle….

I know what this action is.

What the reaction is for, I know.

“Ugh♡ ugh♡ ugh…♡”

But…a strange resonance, like tearing a thick, wet paper, and a hot sensation knocking deep inside.

And, the ecstasy that follows.

Absolutely, completely, never….

I didn’t know, and I didn’t want to know, the pleasure that melted my brain.

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Trembling all over, shivering with a tingling sensation.

The trembling buttocks feel like they’re vibrating.

The toes stand up as if pressing the air, and the semen flows out continuously, warming the man’s belly.

At that moment, as if naturally sensing the climax, the clenched hand clenches tightly.

Feeling completely overwhelmed by the peak of pleasure, my face flushes with embarrassment, but even that sensation transforms into pleasure, causing my body to alternate between tension and relaxation.

Even my voice trembles, producing strange sounds akin to a beast, a seal, yet awkwardly howling like a puppy.

“Oooh…♡ Hooook♡ Ahh, ahhhh♡ Ahhhhh♡”

“Ugh…ugh…damn it…! It’s coming out…! Crazy, crazy…!”

“Shi-re-ha…♡ Inside, shivering♡ I’m going to melt…♡ Hoo♡ You♡ Give it to me♡”

“Ugh…! Damn it, you thief…! I’ve been saving it up to make a baby with the owner today! Stop it! Ugh…!”

“Shut up♡ Haugh! Stop♡ Pull it out, pull it out♡”

Despite experiencing an unwanted and unpleasant encounter, my mind is so confused that the shock doesn’t properly register.

The physical pleasure overwhelms me to the point where it surpasses any mental shock, feeling more like being anesthetized by pleasure rather than being mentally shocked. It goes beyond buffering and accepting, feeling as if the pleasure is much stronger to the point of being completely indifferent.

It’s a primal, unsettling pleasure.

The feeling of being filled… the pleasure of semen filling the womb.

A joy that is strange, unacceptable… a pleasure that only a horny bitch in heat could feel.

Unlike the fierce frown on my forehead, my eyes seem to drip with happiness.

Unable to comprehend yet being filled with a happiness that is accepted without question.

There’s no hiding the ecstasy.

“Hoo…hoo…”

Slowly, the hands that were pressing down with force are released.

But with all my strength drained from my body, my hands and legs remain folded at a 90-degree angle, unable to move.

The man breathes heavily, trying to compose himself, but I can’t. The lingering pleasure of climax, the heat of semen filling my womb, causes my body to tremble in response, making it impossible to stabilize my breathing.

All I can do is stick out my tongue slightly and pant like a puppy.

“Pant, pant, pant…”

The moment I was covered and avoided eye contact, the moment I saw her eyes was that moment.

Completely squeezed out, ending in a forced sex act, about to pull out my penis, I met the eyes of a female again, seeing the look of transformation from a female to a male. The moment when reason returns but succumbs to instinct again. Witnessing the sight of a human turning into an animal vividly.

It’s natural.

There’s no stopping it.

I understand.

If you’re a man, beyond being a loser or a winner, just being a man, you can’t stop. It’s an insult to your own gender, a rebellion against your instincts.

Even though I’m completely overwhelmed by pleasure, as I try to pull out, gripping my penis tightly with both hands, the vagina clings tightly, begging not to be pulled out with moist eyes.

No one, absolutely no one, can pull out as it is.

In that one moment of eye contact, I fully understood the unwelcome truth.

It won’t end in just one time.

Squelch

“No…stop, please…”

As I suddenly pull out my penis, a sound like a falling board echoes. But I already feel it in my body that there’s no intention to stop, making me anxious.

Realizing that my partner has noticed my reluctance, she effortlessly moves my weak, staggering body into a position I can’t accept.

The humiliating posture filled with a sense of conquest.

Turning around, pressing the upper body against the bed, and gripping the hips to lift the buttocks high.

Placing a pillow under the stomach to prevent lowering the waist, maintaining a shameful posture like a bitch, and gently caressing the buttocks as if savoring the sight.

There is no strength in the waist at all.

As rebellious words want to kick back with the hind legs, but the knees are bent and the kicked foot only hits the air, barely tapping the stomach and chest.

A sense of powerlessness arises from the legs with no strength and the man’s body that does not move at all, making it impossible to rebel.

“Ha… your buttocks are really crazy….”

“Ah, inside… ha, please don’t….”

Suppressing the urge to cry as if tears were about to flow out, a submission that is forced out of the mouth.

A shameful declaration of defeat that allows the body to accept sex without refusal, at least wanting to do it with some peace of mind.

Wanting at least some humane treatment, the man flatly refused without any consideration.

“What nonsense is this? You’re already squeezing inside and now you’re saying this?”

It was an expression of not wanting to endure being penetrated again, but there was no room for negotiation.

Unable to resist the answer that had to be accepted, she eventually gave up completely.

“Wow, your buttocks are really… why is your waist so thin, what kind of proportion is this….”

Thud, thud, thud, thud

“Ah♡ Ahh♡ Ugh♡”

“Ugh, squeeze harder… damn it, ha… your vagina is driving me crazy….”

Feeling a strong sense of defeat towards the man who satisfies his conquering desire by squeezing the large buttocks.

Yet, an inexplicable pleasure keeps swirling in the mind.

Like a forced education that teaches submission to the man, it feels like being constantly forced to submit to his penis.

An invisible hand presses down on her back, lifting the buttocks higher.

Deeply, accepting the penis more deeply and positioning herself to make it feel good by squeezing the vagina.

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The fact that there is no way to stop is felt throughout the body as an indescribable force.

Even I feel that something is wrong with this vagina.

Although it is a woman’s body, the feeling of the vagina is imagined as that of a man.

Sticking together, wrapping around stickily, squeezing and pulling out, the entrance holds onto the glans like a ring and does not let go. Overall, there are thick folds that provide a sharp stimulation, and as she remains still, the vagina twitches as the belly trembles, and she chews on the penis, gently twisting and squeezing it when lightly touched deep inside.

“Ugh, buttocks♡ Don’t grab me, let go♡”

“Ugh…! Ugh…! Again…!”

Tremble, tremble

This is already beyond ordinary.

It is a terrifying object to the point where one thinks that such a thing should not exist in reality.

If I had embraced a woman with such a vagina, I would have definitely made her live as my slave for the rest of her life.

In a lewd structure that any man would develop such desires for, not only internally but also externally, it is a sensuous body that is hard to see even in ordinary celebrities and models.

Of course, there is no way to let go.

Any man, any beast with a penis cannot help but unleash their desires and instincts to the fullest.

Until the testicles are completely empty, even if it means emptying everything, there is no way to stop until everything is squeezed out.

Squelch, squish, squelch…

“Ugh, ohh♡ Ohhh♡ Ughhh♡”