I had a dream.

    I had a pleasant dream.

    I was impaled on my lover’s cock.

    Despite this insignificant hole, his stuff was great.

    I was used by him.

    That’s right. use.

    At first, I was grabbed by the waist and fucked from behind. I fluttered as he gave me strength. The waving arms looked like they were flags.

    My legs felt weak. But he didn’t sit down. No, I couldn’t.

    The hand that held my waist tightly did not allow me to fall.

    that… It was almost like a kind of masturbation.

    Just as women soothe themselves with polished wooden sticks, he also used a tool called Karen Grace to relieve his sexual desires.

    for a moment.

    Satisfy your sexual desires?

    How many times did he cum?

    that… I couldn’t remember. I was so busy that I didn’t have the energy to pay attention to that.

    You don’t even know how many times your lover ejaculates. I am also a terrible woman.

    Still, it’s okay because it’s a dream. Because it’s just an illusion that will all disappear when you wake up anyway.

    At some point I was on the bed.

    I fell face down and fell underneath him. His body collided with my ass and roughly thrust into my pussy.

    Each time it was pounded, a wave of pleasure started from the lower abdomen and swept through the entire body.

    In that somber ecstasy, I cried out ungainly.

    I don’t remember what I said. I just left everything to my instincts and let out whatever sounds came out of my throat.

    It looked ugly. It’s like a woman clinging underneath a man.

    Even if I were a man, I would have lost affection.

    I climaxed. And it climaxed. I climaxed again. I climaxed again. I kept climaxing.

    I remember nothing about the climax moment other than that it was so thrilling that my eyes went dark.

    Ah, there is one.

    Chloe once said something like this.

    “Karen, do you know what? Ejaculation isn’t just for men.”

    At first I thought he was making fun of me. My older sister, who was very proud of her experience with men, would deceive me by making up absurd stories as if they were true.

    He seriously talked about how men’s semen tastes sweet and that strong men’s nipples are their weak point.

    “Ehey. Because this is real. If you don’t believe me, look it up in the book. There must be books like that in the library.”

    Chloe said that women also squirt like men when they are in a good mood.

    I didn’t believe it at the time. My sister felt unfair, but it was all her own karma.

    I could only believe that after looking up related books at the library.

    Oh, that doesn’t mean I was flipping through obscene books.

    I read a book that was written by a real scholar and was clearly classified as an academic book.

    It was a reading activity solely to satisfy intellectual curiosity.

    … Hmm.

    And today, I got to experience firsthand what I read in the book.

    No, no. This is a dream, so it would be absurd to say that I experienced it myself.

    hmm… .

    Direct or indirect experience? But can something experienced in a dream be considered an experience?

    I think it’s something to think about.

    Anyway, I climaxed in my dream and was completely exhausted. It was wrapped so grandly that it soaked the bed sheets.

    Chloe described this as a fountain, and it may certainly be similar in that it spews out a stream of water.

    If I had to describe the feeling, it felt like I was peeing in a very pleasant way.

    The last time I drew a map on a blanket was when I was 7… .

    When I think about it now, I feel a little ashamed, but at the time, I was too busy sobbing with pleasure.

    I trembled, squirted cool water, rolled my eyes, drooled, and screamed.

    This is a dream, so it’s a shame. If it were reality, it would have fallen like fallen leaves, regardless of the feelings or emotions that exist.

    I’m so glad it was a dream… .

    “Now forget about men like me. It’s all for Karen.”

    Oh, why does Ethan’s voice suddenly come to mind?

    “I’m sorry. Meet a better man than me and live happily.”

    Why are you apologizing? What do you mean by a better man? I’m happy that I’ve already met a good enough man.

    “Let’s break up.”

    Suddenly-

    “No!”

    Karen shouted loudly and got up from the bed.

    “Uh, what?”

    It’s definitely Ethan’s voice… .

    Karen woke up and couldn’t quite understand the situation.

    Obviously in a dream… .

    dream?

    Was it all a dream?

    Ah, that’s right. I was dreaming.

    It was all a dream.

    It was just an illusion I created.

    “Are you awake?”

    A familiar voice came from outside my field of vision.

    I turned my head and saw Ethan dressed casually.

    For some reason, he was holding a sword in one hand.

    Ethan seemed to have sensed the gaze directed at the sword and smiled shyly.

    “I was practicing swordsmanship for a moment.”

    “Ah… .”

    Karen, who was staring blankly at her lover, suddenly realized that she was not wearing any clothes.

    Let alone outerwear, there is not even underwear. Complete nudity.

    As soon as I recognized the emptiness in my lower abdomen, my lower back and pussy started throbbing.

    The sensation of the dick going in and out of my body vividly comes back to me.

    Karen shivered slightly as the lingering pleasure settled in her nerves and muscles.

    At the same time, memories come to mind one by one.

    “… Wasn’t it a dream?”

    “Dream? What do you mean?”

    “Then that too… .”

    Did you actually say everything?

    “Karen?”

    Karen hurriedly got off the bed, not caring that she was naked.

    My legs got caught in the blanket and I stumbled precariously. Fortunately, I was able to quickly regain my balance and avoid falling.

    “Be careful, Karen. If you fall, you will get hurt-”

    “Oppa.”

    Karen interrupted and spoke in a subdued voice.

    ” Are you trying to break up with me because I’m not a woman enough? ”

    Ethan’s face hardens.

    “Are you trying to leave me because you are weaker and worse than the women you were with?”

    Karen’s blue eyes glowed pitifully as she said that.

    “Is it because I can’t satisfy you? Because you have such a useless pussy?”

    “Karen!”

    “So you’re planning to leave me!”

    silence.

    Karen is out of breath. My shoulders rose and fell roughly.

    “I love my brother, and I can love him unconditionally no matter what kind of man he is… .”

    There is moisture in the voice.

    “Is it because I couldn’t give you trust? Or do you really not love me?”

    “Karen… .”

    “If you don’t love me anymore, tell me so. I won’t hold you back.”

    but.

    “If you still love me, tell me you love me. If my brother loves me, I won’t leave him.”

    Because I love you.

    Karen looked at Ethan with an expression as if she was about to shed tears at any moment.

    But the tears had not yet flowed.

    “Karen, I… .”

    “There is no need to say I love you when I don’t. I don’t want to force you to stay with me.”

    Ethan gripped the handle of his sword so hard.

    “I… .”

    Karen quietly waited for an answer.

    Ethan, who was suffering with a distorted face, eventually lowered his gaze.

    “… There’s no way I wouldn’t love you.”

    thank god. Karen felt the tension leave her body.

    “I love Karen, but I’m a dirty man-”

    “No.”

    Karen cut Ethan off in a stern tone.

    “Why is your brother a dirty man? A person who truly loves someone is never dirty. I don’t care about the past.”

    Even if it were lips that had sucked other women’s pussies, I would gladly kiss them.

    “There are definitely things I didn’t say. I want to hear it all someday. I want to know more about you.”

    Ethan raised his head and faced Karen.

    “Karen… .”

    “Trust me. Please believe in my love.”

    “I… .”

    He couldn’t speak easily, as if he was choosing what to say.

    He looked like he wanted to say something, but all that came out of his mouth was one word.

    “Thank you.”

    Karen smiled brightly with bright eyes.

    “Tell me you love me too.”

    “I love you Karen.”

    Ethan put down the sword in his hand and hugged Karen.

    “I am Karen’s only man. I want to be by Karen’s side for the rest of my life. That’s my truth.”

    “If you say forever, do you mean you will marry me?”

    “Uh, huh?”

    When Ethan made a confused noise, Karen chuckled. And then he whispered in a sweet voice.

    “Let’s get married when we return to Quien.”

    “Marriage?”

    “Yes. Please be Ethan Grace, not Ethan Julius.”

    “Ethan Grace… . I like it.”

    A smile finally appeared on Ethan’s face as he said that. It was a smile so charming that I fell in love with it, and even though I already fell in love with it, I fell in love with it again.

    “It’s sudden, but I think I’m a little excited thinking about becoming Karen’s husband.”

    “When you get married, come to my house and live together. I have a spare room and my family won’t object.”

    “At Karen’s house… Together?”

    “Yes. why? Is it not that good?”

    Well, living in the same house as your girlfriend’s family might be burdensome.

    Karen had no intention of forcing them to live together. It was okay to live separately and save more money to buy a new home for the two of us.

    Anyway, I wanted to become independent someday.

    Just as I was about to convey those thoughts to Ethan, he spoke first.

    “No. I was a little surprised. I like it too. Let’s live together.”

    “Hehe, now we become part of a real Korean family.”

    “… I’m so happy. I never thought I could enjoy this happiness.”

    “I will make you happier. I’ll propose to you properly in Quien, so I’m waiting for you.”

    “Karen… .”

    kiss me

    Karen kissed her lover’s lips deeply as he whispered with a lovely face.

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