episode_0407

-Keep going.

“Ugh, huh… .”

-Kook, kook.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh… .”

Ethan, who was afraid to give me permission to touch him, used two fingers to touch the fabric of my swimsuit covering my nipples…

Even though he was only holding down my body with two fingers, my body was unable to resist him and I couldn’t help but let out girlish moans over and over again.

-Round, round.

“Ugh, huh, huff… .”

-Rubbing, rubbing.

“Ugh, huh, hak… !”

Stimulating my body by gently turning the tip of my finger, and lightly rubbing it up and down with my fingertips, are the same hand movements I always did.

However, the pleasure felt was completely different from when I was touched on the bed. No, perhaps I felt it more because I was not on the bed.

Moreover, it was even more exciting to be wearing an obscene swimsuit that wasn’t even functioning as clothing, so it was inevitable that I would feel more sensitive than usual.

“Euuuut, huff… ! Huaaaah… !!”

Ethan, who had willingly brought me to climax with just his chest like that, took his fingers off as if he was satisfied.

“Haaah, ugh, haahh… .”

“The fabric on both sides doesn’t seem to be that different or anything, Release.”

“… Yes, Master Ethan.”

Both Ethan and I knew that there was no need to touch it to check, but we didn’t point that out.

If I was going to bring that up in the first place, I would have pointed it out instead of giving permission when he first laid hands on me.

“… Below too.”

“… … .”

“Can I check below too?”

“… … .”

-Slurp.

Instead of answering, I nod quietly and spread my legs to either side.

Leaning back diagonally, I was also showing him the bottom of my micro bikini, and I felt even more embarrassed than when I showed him the top.

‘The top part was a bit like my nipples were covered, but the bottom part was really… .’

Not only does the labia bulge out due to this thin surface area, but when you spread your legs slightly, you can even feel the flesh inside them being visible.

-Thump, thump, thump.

It was embarrassing to be wearing such clothes and spreading my legs in front of Ethan, but for some reason I couldn’t control my pounding heart.

– Rubbing.

“Ehhh, student… !!”

-Round, round.

“Euhp, huh, hak…!! Hiyaak…!!”

Ethan stimulates me by pinching my clitoris precisely with his fingers on the thin cloth and rotating it around.

Those obscene handjobs made me moan uncontrollably, and my heart was pounding so hard that it was even difficult to breathe.

-Hug.

“Euhhh, huh, haaah… !!”

An obscene and thrilling sensation that seemed to penetrate my entire body, starting from my clitoris, which I had carefully held above the ground.

It was a moment when obscene pleasure coursed through my body to the point where I was forced into a bridge position with my legs spread apart while leaning forward.

“Haa, haa, haa… .”

“… Release, are you okay?”

“Yes, yes… . T-Thou art just touching the swimsuit… . I, I am not bothered at all, Master Ethan… .”

“… Yeah, that’s what it was.”

No matter how exciting this situation may be, and how slightly lewd it may seem, what Ethan and I were doing right now was just checking and observing the material of the ‘swimsuit’.

It doesn’t count as a particularly lewd act. Like when we relieved each other’s sexual desires with our hands and mouths in a necromancy class the other day.

‘But as long as you don’t touch the inside directly, it’s tolerable.’

With those thoughts in mind, I decided to somehow endure Ethan’s stimulation, but what followed was Ethan’s actions of touching my body in a completely unexpected way.

-Tick tock.

“Whew, hic?!”

-Tick, tick.

“Ugh, huh, huff…?! Hey, Mr. Ethan, sir…?!”

Ethan, without warning, slightly pulled my swimsuit to the side and secretly rubbed one of his fingers in front of my vagina.

And then he moves quietly on top of it, slowly rubbing my clitoris and vaginal opening with his fingers.

As I was debating whether I should call him out on this ridiculous behavior or just pretend not to notice, Ethan started making up excuses that he had prepared before me.

“Don’t feel weird, Lilith. I’m just feeling the fabric inside.”

“Ah, the fabric inside, you mean…?”

“Yeah. I was wondering if the inside was made of the same material as the outside.”

“… If that’s what you meant, then, uh, it doesn’t matter… .”

For Ethan, it was a pretty creative excuse. I couldn’t really refute it, so I nodded.

… To be honest, there was a reason why I didn’t really want to refute it.

-Tick, tick.

“Ugh, sigh… .”

-Tick, tick, tick.

“Ugh, huh, huh… !! Heheheet… !!”

Ethan stimulates my body by rubbing one finger up and down, and I, stimulated by Ethan’s movements, keep shaking in place.

My head burned with the feeling that it was going to break at the sensation of only rubbing the entrance to my vagina, rather than poking inside my body with my fingers like the usual foreplay.

Because Ethan was the one who kept teasing me with his lack of stimulation and strangely kept me from reaching climax.

‘I want to put it in… .’

But if you put a dildo in, it becomes ‘sex’, so that’s not good.

Would it be too much to hope for at least Ethan’s fingers inside her?

No, probably not. It was Ethan’s fault for making me suffer like this in the first place. He started caressing me halfway, making excuses to touch me inside, and my body just couldn’t handle it.

-Tub.

“Haa, haa, haaa… .”

-Pitter-patter!

“Urgent, huh, hak…!! Haaah…!!”

In the end, I put aside all consideration for face and manners, grabbed Ethan’s hands with both of my own, and forcibly inserted his fingers, which had been rubbing the entrance to my vagina for a while, into my body.

I felt like I wouldn’t be able to hold out any longer if I kept being teased like this until the tide went out.

“Release, you can’t stand it?”

“… What, what are you talking about, Master Ethan?”

“Huh? Just now, Release grabbed my hand and forced my fingers into Release’s body… .”

“… Ah, my, my swimsuit lining, you ‘accidentally’ touched a little deep, uh, Master Ethan.”

“… Mistake?”

“Ha, but it was a mistake, so I’ll forgive you. I’m not an uneducated maid who would be overjoyed or saddened by a mistake of this magnitude.”

“… … .”

Ethan looked at me with bewildered eyes, perhaps a little embarrassed by my insistence that it was his mistake when I had forced him into the subject.

But Ethan was the one who started it in the first place. If only he hadn’t put his fingers inside my swimsuit under the pretense of touching the lining.

Ethan enjoyed watching me aching while he kept rubbing the space between my clitoris and labia with one finger, so this level of humiliation was something he had to endure.

“Ah, okay. You’re saying you’ll let this go because it’s a ‘mistake’?”

“Yes, yes… . It was just a mistake… .”

“Okay, Release. I really got it.”

-Pitter-patter!

“Ugh, huh, haaaak…!! Euheuuuup…!!”

As soon as I admitted that I had made a ‘mistake’, Ethan immediately thrust his finger deep into my body.

At the same time, my body reached a weak orgasm as if releasing the pleasure it had been holding back, and I was unable to stop what Ethan did to me from then on.

-Tick, tick, tick.

“Uhhh, hmph, hmph… !! Hhhhh… !!”

Also, moving the finger that was inserted once obscenely back and forth and rubbing the inside of my vagina that had become sensitive.

-Crunch, crunch, crunch.

“Huh, huh, huff… !! Huuup… !!”

Even putting in two fingers and continuing the act that is no different from foreplay.

-Tsuttuk, tsuttuk, tsuttuk.

“Haaah, th, th… !! Haa, hah …

I spread the two fingers inside my body and playfully widened the entrance to my vagina.

Since I had already admitted that putting my finger in was a ‘mistake’, I had no choice but to forgive everything Ethan did with his finger.

“Haaa, ha, huff… . Phew, huff… .”

“… release.”

“Yes, yes… . Are you satisfied with this, Master Ethan… ?”

“Yeah. I think I’ve touched the ‘front’ enough.”

“… … Yes?”

It’s not just that I touched it enough, but the moment when I felt uneasy about the word ‘front’ enough.

And then, at Ethan’s whispers that followed, my body couldn’t help but tremble with an anxiety I’d never felt before.

“Release.”

“… Yes, Master Ethan.”

“’Clean Magic’, ‘Back Hole’ could be used too, right?”

“… … Yes.”

“I want to feel what the ‘swimsuit’ in the ‘back’ feels like, but can I use ‘clean magic’ on the ‘back hole’ now?”

“… … .”

… What should I do?

Do I need to allow this…?

(An expected look at the micro bikini in the release to help you understand)