episode_0097

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There wasn’t really any taste to speak of.

Unless you were like Yozora, who eagerly sucked on the glans with her mouth, all I did was lick the parts of his shaft her tongue hadn’t touched.

I wasn’t trying to savor any flavor,

nor had I ever imagined what it might taste like.

I was just… practicing. Because they said this was an easy way to make friends.

Between Seo Woojin’s legs.

While Yozora, kneeling, looked up at him as she sucked his cock, she used one finger to prop up his glistening glans and thoroughly licked the left side.

And as I watched, I slipped into the empty space on the right, gently moving my tongue.

Ah, it’s really firm.

Ah, so… it’s not hot, just warm.

Ah, saliva is thinner than I thought—no matter how much I coat it, it still drips down in thick drops.

That was it.

I wasn’t exposing my breasts like Yozora,

nor was I casually dropping dirty jokes,

and I certainly wasn’t the one actively giving the blowjob.

Because I had zero thoughts like, I want to do something lewd with Woojin.

So, no, there wasn’t really any taste to speak of.

“…….”

But there was one thing.

Even if I wasn’t interested in the taste,

as time passed,

something… well…

A little.

Just a little.

One problematic thing.

“Slurp… Hhah… …Bweh…”

While Yozora, who had taken Woojin’s glans back into her mouth, moved her head back and forth, coating it in her saliva,

I was right beside her, burying my face deep as I carefully licked the side of his shaft…

“Hahh… This should be enough… …Ah, no. Just a little more. Mm.”

“…….”

“Su-chan’s also practicing hard next to me, so…”

“…….”

“Hahh…”

Sniff.

Sniff.

No matter how much I tried not to,

every time I breathed in, it forced its way into my nose—

the smell of a man.

…The smell of a male.

It’s making my head fuzzy.

The characters from all the lewd manga I’ve read,

they keep trying to become me.

…And Woojin.

And this huge cock right in front of me.

The noisy moans that were just words on a page,

they’re all trying to become my voice.

That voice—

that whimpering, gasping voice—

looks so much more pleasurable.

Having my tail yanked as I’m pounded hard,

sprawled on the bed, panting with a broken expression,

I look so much more pleasurable.

I always thought something like that would hurt like hell if it went all the way in, deep to the root without gaps,

but the me in my imagination, with one leg lifted mid-sex,

looks so much more pleasurable.

It’s… a little hard.

“Mmm… Hngh…”

“…….”

I couldn’t have been licking Woojin’s cock for even a full minute.

What the hell is this? I’m not some lioness in heat…

And why does it have to be Woojin, who already has a girlfriend…?

……Haa…

97

“Know what? Paizuri is…”

And so, Yozora’s paizuri lecture began.

I had a feeling, but sure enough.

Nothing special—just what I already knew.

“Feels… good…?”

“…Yeah.”

“…….”

His glistening cock, nestled between her large breasts, moves up and down with wet, rhythmic sounds.

The dark glans peeking out from between her pale flesh is licked playfully by Yozora’s small, red tongue—lick, flick—as she smiles seductively.

Woojin, who had been staring down at her blankly, gently strokes her head, and like a happy pet receiving praise, she grins and licks the tip even more diligently.

I couldn’t find any particularly impressive technique.

It’s just… rubbing his cock between her breasts. Which, yeah, makes sense.

Does something like that even need technique?

You just have to endure the embarrassment of letting your body be used like a toy. Mm.

“Hahh… Hah… Hnn…”

“…….”

Maybe it’s because I’m watching from just a hand’s reach away.

The sound of her breasts pressing against Woojin, then pulling away.

The low, heavy sighs drifting down from above.

The wet, sticky sounds of saliva spreading inside Yozora’s mouth as she deepthroats him.

All of it presses into my mind, imprinting itself.

“…Yozora. Squeeze tighter. Don’t go loose.”

“Mmm… No. If it hurts from friction, you’re not fixing it for me…”

“You’re teaching Sua right now. How to do paizuri. So at least do it like when you used your hands earlier. Spit more, too.”

“Bweh… Happy now…?”

“A little more.”

“Hnn… It’s gonna hurt me…”

I’ve thought this since the first time I saw it,

but… no matter how you look at it, this is something only guys would enjoy.

What does the girl even get out of it?

It’s not like it feels better than just lying face-down and, um, touching yourself.

At most, you get that embarrassing feeling of, I’m serving this man right now.

What kind of girl would actually like that?

It’s just something you do because your boyfriend would like it,

or because your guy friend would like it—a well, I guess I have to kind of thing…

…Anyway, I roughly get how it’s done.

You sandwich his, um, cock between your breasts and rub it like you’re scrubbing something.

You gently lick the glans like it’s a delicious ice cream.

Sometimes, you lower your head and take it into your mouth.

That’s it.

If Yozora’s to be believed, you’re supposed to do this for a guy you want to get closer to.

…No matter how I think about it, it’s way too hard,

but if it’s someone as close as Woojin…

Yeah. Barely safe.

Other guys either get nervous around me, avoid eye contact, or clam up—but Woojin was the first (and probably last) to listen to me talk about shoujo manga all night, outside of casual small talk.

That kind of gentleness was a first for me.

So something like this… I could do it as repayment.

…Though I might pass out from embarrassment midway.

“…….”

But there’s…

one thing I’m worried about.

Yozora was the one being all proactive—Woojin didn’t seem into it, right?

We’re close, so be my practice partner! was something Yozora said…

Maybe he’s actually not into it…

Should I ask, Sorry, but can I practice paizuri on your dick?

Or just awkwardly laugh and slip away after watching Yozora’s demonstration?

While I was lost in thought—

“…Hah…”

“Mmm!?”

Woojin, who had been staring blankly,

pushed Yozora’s head down as she sucked his glans during the paizuri,

and his thighs began to tense repeatedly.

“…Don’t just sit there. Keep licking.”

“Hngh… …Slurp…”

“…Yeah. Like that.”

Even with my lack of experience, I have just enough knowledge and awareness to realize what’s happening.

Even without the squelch, splurt sounds from manga.

Even without seeing the thick, white liquid overflowing.

It can only be one thing.

…Baby batter.

Being fed into Yozora’s mouth.

“…….”

But,

that…

the male smell…

is so much stronger than before…

“…Hah… Tastes like nothing…”

“…Spit it into a tissue. Why swallow?”

The moment Yozora exhaled, still holding his cum in her mouth,

the faintly sweet scent lingering around her grew even stronger.

…What is this?

It’s just the smell of semen, right?

But… it’s kind of… nice.

Weirdly fruity.

Sniff.

Sniff.

“Mmm…? You’re supposed to swallow, right? It’d be a waste otherwise…”

“A waste of what?”

“It’s protein, y’know… Mm, mm.”

“…My bad for trying to talk to a drunk.”

“I’m not drunk, dummy…”

“Yeah, yeah…”

Yozora’s words slurred, her tongue tangled.

Woojin, who had been gently stroking her hair, suddenly turned his gaze straight to me.

…Why?

I tilted my head blankly for a moment before realizing—

the discomfort I felt from above helped me understand his stare.

“…Eh.”

…Lion ears.

And a tail.

When did those come out?

I don’t remember wanting to bring them out…

…A-Anyway, it’s embarrassing to show others, so I should hide them—

“Hmm…? What’re you looking at… Oh, Sua-chan’s ears came out~”

“W-Wait—”

“So cuuute~ So cuuute~ Lion Sua-chan is adorable~”

“Giggle…”

Yozora, who had been kneeling in front of Woojin, giggled and crawled toward me.

Specifically, Yozora—

with her shirt pulled up above her breasts,

and the smell of cum still on her lips.

“Hey, can I touch them? I’ve always wanted to pet them like crazy every time I saw them in class…”

“Eh? N-No, I don’t really like being—”

No!

Absolutely not!

If she touches them now, I’ll definitely—

“Hehehe~ Our Sua is so cute~”

“…Ngh…!”

W-Wait…

Yozora,

listen to me…

I’ll do the paizuri.

I’ll do it, so—

those hands…

Just wait…

Please…

“I wish I had fluffy, cute ears like these too… We’re both mutant-types, but I just have these boring, hard demon horns… So lame…”

“…? ….”

“And my tail’s just some dull demon tail… Oh, right. A succubus tail, technically…”

“…Hah… …! ……?”

Yozora’s fingers gently stroke the surface of my lion ears.

A little… gone.

So cute, so cute~ she sings, pinching them lightly from both sides like she’s folding them.

A little… gone.

This time, she presses down firmly from top to bottom.

A little… gone.

I wonder how the white fur inside feels? she muses, lightly brushing the inner edges before pulling her fingers back, giggling about how soft it is.

…A little… gone.

My tail, usually swaying lazily, now sticks straight up—twitch, twitch—

far stiffer than when I touched myself yesterday or the day before,

and—

Gone.

The only difference is whether I touch it or someone else does.

My normal erogenous zones—my chest and, um, down there—

aren’t reacting at all.

But just from having my ears touched,

I’ve completely—

“Pffhehe…”

“Hah… Hah…”

“See? All mutant-types are the same~”

“…….”

…Somehow, Yozora looks like she knew this would happen from the start, grinning as she watches.

And in front of Woojin, too.

Completely.

Soaked through my leggings.

Completely.

…Like some kind of pervert.