episode_0095

Tsbbuk.

Tsbbuk.

Rubbing.

As the tail gently wrapped around the area near the ear and started moving up and down softly, with a sensual friction, Lager’s waist jerked significantly.

“Ah, ah…!”

Already highly excited and tense, Lager’s penis twitched noticeably large each time the tail circled around the ear and pillar.

Of course, I have never caressed a man’s thing with my tail.

Well, that sounds a bit strange.

I mean, I’ve never caressed a man’s thing itself.

Since I had experiences of self-gratification alone in the corner, how good the guy would feel when I touched him with my tail to recreate that feeling is unknown.

The big advantage of Tailjob was that I could turn my back to Lager while doing such embarrassing things.

And there was no need to allow any further actions.

“Lager, do you like it?”

“Ah, ugh, kugh….”

“If it’s too painful or loose, tell me. I can adjust the pressure as you wish…”

It sounds quite perverted.

But there’s no special meaning. Just saying if you’re unsatisfied. Nothing more, nothing less.

“Then… I’ll do it a little faster.”

“Just a moment. Just a moment.”

“It’ll be over soon.”

There’s no need to wait and set the mood.

I focused more on the sensation with my tail, squeezing the penis a bit tighter and increasing the speed of the back-and-forth motion as if inducing ejaculation.

“Gah, huh?!”

Lager’s waist trembled. The movement of the penis wriggling along the tail clearly conveyed the desire to ejaculate immediately.

“You can come.”

“No, ah, gah….”

“Quickly, faster.”

“Ah, hoo, ayle…!”

Lager urgently calling my name.

Ejaculation…

I thought it was happening.

Suddenly, from behind, he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me close.

He abruptly slipped one hand into my pajamas, roughly fondling my chest over the sports bra.

At the same time, the hand that had been holding my shoulder went for the buttons, roughly pulling them down from the top, tearing the clothes apart with force.

In a situation that happened too quickly, unsure whether to cover from clothes or push away the hands clutching the chest, my hands wandered aimlessly up and down.

“What are you doing? Why are you like this?!”

“Damn it, I can’t stand it anymore. How can I endure this when it feels like my penis is about to explode?”

“I told you to endure it with your tail. Don’t do this!”

“Shut… up!”

“Eek?!”

Suddenly, Lager stood up and grabbed my neck from behind, pressing down on me with his weight. Bringing the hand that had been squeezing my neck forward, he roughly caressed the exposed chest between the unbuttoned pajamas.

With his other hand, as if about to tear off the pants, he pulled them down. The loose pajamas quickly exited under the bed, leaving only the gray sports underwear barely clinging to my body.

“I can’t stand it. I’m sorry.”

Lager embraced me from behind, exhaling heavily, and began licking my neck. With a gentle touch, he slowly removed the strap of the sports bra, touching my earlobe, causing me to shiver slightly and make suggestive sounds.

“Huh, uh, no… stop. No, it’s not right!”

“Why not? You like it too. After soaking your panties thoroughly, now you’re being hypocritical saying no!”

“Ah?!”

Lager crudely inserted his hand into the panties and flicked the clit. Despite never having experienced penetration, the sound of teasing echoed lewdly in the excited vagina, making the fact that even water had never entered pale in comparison.

“Ah, oh, uh…! No, stop, please. No, ah…!”

Lager’s fingers trembled as they teased my entrance and clitoris.

Mocking me with a vulgar smirk, Lager sneers at my desperate attempts to shut my mouth.

“You slut.”

“N-no, don’t, please, stop… Ah, ah, no…!”

“Here, your favorite fingers.”

“I don’t like it, no, I don’t…!”

“Eat it.”

“Ah, ugh!”

He grabs the hand that was teasing my entrance and shoves it into my mouth.

I try to spit out the hand covered in my juices, but with my other hand relentlessly tormenting my nipple, my body, now hypersensitive, involuntarily accepts the finger with lewd sounds.

Suck, gasp.

Moan, whimper.

Sigh, moan….

As I lick and suck on the finger, my thighs involuntarily clench, and my lower body becomes wet and sticky with arousal.

I try to resist Lager’s hand teasing my nipple and grab it, but my efforts are feeble.

I am just lying there like a dog.

Struggling half-heartedly.

The underwear that was covering my body is now scattered under the bed.

I am on my knees, arching my back, panting heavily.

“Ah, ah….”

Lager, observing me with interest, turns me around so that my back faces the bed.

He fondles my ample breasts and roughly inserts a finger into my entrance, tormenting me.

“Ah, ah?! Oh, oh, ah, ah…!”

Perhaps because I used to be a woman?

I am defenseless against Lager’s fingers, attacking my vulnerabilities with precision, causing me to writhe uncontrollably.

“Good? Huh? Do you like it?”

“No, not at all… This… perverted bastard, I hate it…!”

Lager clenches his teeth and lightly bites my nipple. My hypersensitive body reacts with a mixture of pleasure and pain, twisting and turning.

“Don’t like it?”

“I said I don’t like it…! Ah, ah, oh, oh…!”

Despite shaking my head vigorously in denial, Lager’s rough touch on my breasts intensifies. He squeezes my breasts harshly, alternating between tormenting my nipples, not giving my entrance a break, making me feel like I might lose my mind.

As I tremble and gasp uncontrollably under Lager’s touch, unable to regain my composure.

Lager suddenly thrusts a finger deep into my entrance.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah…!”

“Fuck, you’re soaking wet.”

“Ah, it hurts. It hurts. Take it out. It hurts, really, ah, ah, it hurts…!”

It was more fascinating than painful.

Tears streaming down my face, feeling like a knife was stabbed into my belly, all from just one finger.

I beg for him to remove his finger, but Lager grabs my wrists and prevents me from resisting, pulling my head up.

Helpless with my arms bound, I struggle with a bewildered expression.

“Ah, ah?! Oh, ah, ah, ah…!”

I had no choice but to endure the violation inside me.

Lager bends his finger slightly inside me, scratching the sensitive walls, searching for something rather than just being violent.

“Heung, what are you doing? Stop it now. Ah, me, me…”

“Here it is.”

Inside the wall. Slightly to the right from above.

As if finding a switch, Rager quickly went to that point and bit down on his middle finger.

“Ahahahahahahat!!!!”

With each twitch of his finger, he shook violently as if being electrocuted.

His head and chin were already lifted, unable to look downwards.

Chapchapchapchapchapchapchapchap!!

At one moment, the crude and blatant sound struck his ears rapidly.

“I, I, no, ugh, I, I think I’m, I’m going to, I’m, I’m going to go, ah, ughuhuhuhuhuh!!!”

Lying down, his waist jerked up involuntarily. Shaking his body as if in agony, he pushed away Rager’s hand and the bed.

He had gone over the edge.

It was the first time experiencing a ‘true climax.’

It was a level that could not be reached by teasing oneself under the covers.

The pleasure he felt, even after tormenting his clitoris for days, was something he would never feel in his lifetime.

To be brought to climax by a man’s touch as a woman.

It was a sensation so ecstatic that it was difficult to describe.

Rager looked down at me panting, grabbed my legs, and spread them wide apart.

“…Wow. What a sight.”

In front of his childhood friend turned man, his dripping wet and glistening vagina was fully exposed.

With not a single hair to conceal it, his smooth vagina was on full display to his childhood friend.

Just the thought of being scrutinized in the most embarrassing area made my chest tighten with shame and my lower abdomen tremble.

“Why are you admiring this so much! …Stop looking. It’s embarrassing. Shameful.”

“I was just about to stop looking and put it in.”

“No, wait!”

As he approached me and rubbed his throbbing penis against my vagina, I urgently pushed him away with my foot and shouted, “I’m in danger right now!”

Rager had gone to the pharmacy when his period started, and it had been a little over a week since then.

Today, it was risky without contraception.

Rager’s expression stiffened at my words.

“Oh, it’s risky…”

“That’s not good. We don’t have any plans for children yet, right?”

“…I don’t mind.”

“No! If a child is conceived, our roommate relationship is over! We’ll become mom beer and dad beer, you know?”

Although the mood had escalated to this point, the issue of non-alcoholic beer suddenly became a different matter. It needed to be handled carefully.

“What should we do about this atmosphere?”

“Well, um…”

I said quietly, pulling the blanket up to cover my body.

Honestly, I wish it would stop here.

I had shown too many embarrassing sights, and above all, I didn’t have the confidence to accept that huge thing.

I didn’t want to admit it, but.

I had a shabby vagina that couldn’t even withstand a single finger.

If that thing entered, I might really die.

Rager was left with a deep sense of regret, unable to do anything.

But then.

Ding-dong, the doorbell rang.

“Who could be visiting at this hour?”

Rager chuckled and quickly put on his pants.

In fact, at this time close to 11 PM, there was only one person who would ring our doorbell.

I shook my head with a sense of impending doom.

“No one’s there.”

Rager, who had been looking around after opening the door, came in carrying a box placed in front of the door.

“There’s nothing written on the box. Did you order something?”

There was no point in lying, as the lie wouldn’t last long. I bit my lip and confessed.

“…It’s condoms.”

At my words, Rager hastily opened the box without bringing a knife.

After confirming the 100 condoms inside the box.

“Is it dangerous?”

He laughed brightly.

F*cking rocket delivery. F*ck, f*ck…