Golden Branch (6)

The thought of taking a sleeping person without their consent did sting a little, but not in a moral way. My sense of morality had long since vanished, like, billions of years ago.

As I pulled down his pants, I was met with a meat stick exuding a strong masculine scent. A violent piece of flesh whose size I could never quite grasp, despite having used it countless times. The part that touched my thigh was hot as fire.

Saliva dripped down. Was it because I was half-demonized? The male before me looked like a delicious meal.

For a demon, a meal is the release of desire. What I, who live on obsession and anxiety, needed was pain and lust. Savage, primal, and perfect for stirring up a mind about to explode with thoughts.

Saliva wasn’t the only thing dripping; so was my lower body. The amount of vaginal fluid I was unconsciously leaking was not much different from the stringy liquid dripping from above.

Either way, it was the heat of a bitch desperate to possess.

I opened my mouth. Forcing open his tightly closed lips, I shoved my tongue in and swirled it around as I pleased. It was too large a space for my dainty tongue to fill completely, but I frantically struggled to stain every corner.

“Hyuu, tsuheu…”

If there was ever a time I resented my small stature, it was now, when it was incredibly difficult to kiss and insert a cock at the same time. It was so large that my belly skin protruded, making it hard to lie on top.

So, I poured all my passion into one kiss, mimicking the countless acts he had done to me. Somewhat violently, but with tongue movements that could only be seen as cute.

Tsyubib, tsyubib, lewd sounds enveloped the ceiling, and the bed creaked in time with my rough nasal sounds. The lower belly of a greedy bitch, never satisfied with just one, had already reached its limit.

Throbbing lower belly. Flushed face. The ceaseless flow of vaginal fluid, as if I were pissing myself, soaked the bedsheets, and the saliva I dripped without even inhaling ran down to my neck, glistening.

“Haaeeh…….”

I exhaled with hazy eyes. Smelling, kissing, rubbing my body. My body, which climaxes even with the smallest things, had already reached exhaustion, but this alone was not enough.

I stood up, placing my trembling legs on either side of his body. From the outside, it must look incredibly lewd, me in a crab-leg stance with a bright red face, spewing a torrent of fluids between my trembling legs.

“Ha, hik.”

I collapsed, drained of strength by the relentless climaxes. It was not easy to insert it into my slippery pussy with my weak body.

Kung.

Surely it was my butt that took the impact, but my mind went blank and I heard a ringing in my ears. It felt like all my senses were connected to my head.

If I repeated this act, if I repeated the long climaxes and fleeting faints, I would end up drooling with a ruined face, unconsciously moving to insert the meat stick.

If I infinitely increased the number of repetitions, I would eventually succeed… but by then, my mind would already be broken by pain and pleasure, and I wouldn’t even be able to recognize that I had ‘succeeded’.

• Jjibib.

“―Ah, woo?”

That’s right.

Just like now.

“Hi, eu, gi, ik?”

Jjibeubeub, tcheolpeok. The sound of flesh mingling, different from the sound of failure, brushed past my ears, and my pussy, having accepted it to the root, collided with my lower body, creating a splashing sound.

Without any warning, without any resistance, the cock that had entered mercilessly violated and widened my tightly clenched vaginal walls, finally piercing my uterus and knocking on the ceiling.

“Ah, woo, ah?”

The success found in unconsciousness awakened my mind ‘all at once’.

My lower belly protruding from the cock, my face pale from not being able to breathe, my pussy climaxing two or three times stronger than before, the breast milk flowing out relentlessly as I strained so hard my muscles were about to break.

All of this at once.

Hammered into my head.

“Ah, igiiiiik―?!!”

I screamed like a pig and rolled my eyes back. Foaming at the mouth with a hideous face that anyone would surely despise.

My head belonged to a magician, but my body belonged to a bitch. My head tried to organize and calm this whole situation, but my pussy just kept tightening and climaxing without any thought.

My head could not calm my body. Because my body was devouring even my reason. It simply wrapped around the cock with its wriggling vaginal walls, fixing it in place, and amplifying the pleasure tenfold with the slightest movement, hammering it into my head.

“Hya, he……”

I collapsed, pooreuseok. But collapsing with a bat-like cock crammed into my pussy was an oppression in itself.

The cock was as hard as its size. It tried to maintain its erect state even as I fell forward. But my body, half-composed of Mana, was too light to knock down the cock before me, and could only spew vaginal fluid.

‘Ah, why, eh?’

Surely, when we had sex before, I would have comfortably collapsed and snuggled. Was even that consideration? He could have watched me thrashing and going pathetically, but he never did.

My mind, melted by pleasure, realized it was different from my memory and gave strength to my body.

“He, hii―”

Climax.

I climax again.

If I tried to fall forward, I would climax, and if I endured as I was, I would climax from the pressure. The either-or choice with no escape route continued to torment my body and mind.

“Woo, eh…”

A pathetic sight, limply hanging on the cock. I hung my head and stared blankly at the fluids flowing from all over my body. What my fallen eyes were looking at was his firm upper body.

As I stared blankly at it, a lewd desire welled up from the depths of my heart.

I want to hug him. I want to wrap my arms around him with his cock fully inside me. I want to leave lip marks on his neck. I want to leave all my traces there.

Obsession settled in my dazed eyes, and I engraved determination on my mind, which had become foolish from repeated climaxes.

“Hya, hik…”

I moved my body, letting out a hot moan. The steel-hard cock did not allow movement, but I increased the number of repetitions, endlessly repeating failures and climaxes, just like when I first inserted the cock.

I pulled my breasts up to the limit and bit them. Because I felt like I would lose strength and fail if I didn’t bite something.

“Tsyueue… tsyuhup…”

I sucked on my own breasts and leaned forward. The huge meat stick, piercing my cervix and taking its place, pushed my body away as if rejecting me.

It pressed down on my lower belly and cut off my breath. But I was used to being suffocated. I felt the sweetness of the breast milk filling my mouth and reached out my hand.

But there was one thing I had overlooked.

The fact that I wasn’t the only one being pressured.

Normally, when Shuriel-ssi was being considerate, the mixing of emotions through intercourse, along with the male’s premonitory symptoms, would tell me the feeling of ejaculation, but now there was nothing.

A bitch who sucks on her own breasts and goes during sex would not notice that. In the first place, this perverted pussy accepts the cock on the premise of pregnancy. A pussy that takes it for granted that the male ejaculates. A lewd bitch pussy that has no choice but to cum outside.

It was impossible for her to realize something so natural for a bitch.

“Haoo, woo….”

Just a little, just a little more stretch. I could wrap my hands around that neck and rub my body. I could spit out the breast milk filling my mouth and bury my face.

In the endless thrashing, the cock, stimulated to the limit, began to surge.

• Kkulreok.

The cock, which had spewed out Cowper’s fluid, was preparing to plant seeds in the uterus. My lower belly became hot, but I didn’t notice.

My belly was always wriggling its vaginal walls to have a cock, and the endless climaxes completely blocked out surrounding information. All I could do was suck on my breasts and reach out my hand.

• Kkureureuk.

Eolkeok. Cowper’s fluid poured out again. Was it because I was leaning over? It leaked out as if suppressed.

“Hoo, eu….”

Not knowing that, the bitch, eager to rub her body, took the strength out of her lower belly to rest for a moment.

• Kkureureureuk.

“…Hya?”

I accepted the semen that burst out with an ominous sound with my whole body.

“O, oook―”

Ppop.

As my breasts fell from my mouth, breast milk gushed out as if exploding.

The breast milk that poured out, brushing against the breast mounds with clear bite marks, headed towards my increasingly bulging lower belly.

“―Ah, ik. Higeuk.”

For a moment, the film cut out. A little longer. I opened my eyes after several tens of seconds. But nothing changed. I contracted my muscles and went. The climaxes I had been repeating would not end unless I was on the verge of death, as they always had been.

“Hya, hi, ga, gaa, tto, ttyo. I’m going, ah, andae, neun. Dye, ha, hig.”

The greedy plan of the sow demon ended in failure.

The belly that had fully accepted the semen was more bulging than before I closed my eyes. The bulging belly pushed my body away, and the neck that seemed like it would reach with just a little more stretch moved away as if teasing me.

I despaired. At the same time, I climaxed. And then came the pain. The semen containing divine power attacked my body with the force of tearing my uterus apart.

From the moment Shuriel used the power of the hero, his entire body was like a holy relic. Just mixing bodies like this felt like my half-god would disappear, but I accepted even this pain as love.

I love this despair. I love the pain. I had a happy expression on my face, as if I would have hearts in my eyes.

• Jjoreureu…

As my strength left me, the urge to urinate that had inevitably come soiled Shuriel’s lower body. I tasted the shuddering pleasure and went, falling into the guilt of having sprayed something dirty on a sleeping person.

“Mi, miyan, he, haeyeo. Tcheo, tcheyeong, so. Haedeu, ri, hi, hig.”

Once again, I took a crab-leg pose and gave strength. Tsyubeubeob. Tsyubeubeubeob. The cooing of a greedy person, with flesh and flesh sticking together and trying not to fall apart, filled the room.

It was so easy to get in, but it refused to get out.

Quickly, quickly pull out the cock, pour out the semen and go, meticulously clean the semen- and vaginal fluid-covered cock, rub the meat stick against my thighs again, kiss, insert the cock again and go―

It was like doing drugs. An addictive drug. A drug with no tolerance. A drug that I can enjoy forever, my own drug. My happiness.

• Tsyubeub, ppok.

As I pulled out the cock, my belly full of semen sloshed. Not a single drop of semen came out. The belly, bulging as if pregnant, maintained a constant appearance until I collapsed on Shuriel’s upper body.

I crawled under his legs, grabbed his cock with one hand, and spread my pussy with the other, sticking out my tongue.

“Haoo, oop……”

I started cleaning, removing the semen.

I put my middle and index fingers into my tightly closed pussy and spread it open. The highly viscous semen sloshed out at a slow pace. It would probably take several hours to remove all the semen at this rate. Even then, some seeds would remain inside, trying to create life.

But it was okay. It seemed like it would be happy to live raising new life. Since there was no damned World Tree either, I could live according to the natural order.

“Tsyuhup……”

Each time I removed the semen between my legs, getting rid of the semen all over his cock, the semen that had come out piled up between my legs, giving off a strong smell.

“Huoop, tsyue……”

I was disappointed. And the greedy bitch’s attention turned to the semen that had been wasted, rather than the meat stick in front of her.

When the masculine scent that had been full of cock became faint, obscured by saliva, I took out the fingers that had been removing the semen. I stared blankly at the fingers, which were exuding a lewd smell from the mixture of vaginal fluid and semen.

“…Haap.”

I put it in my mouth. I sucked and licked like a child. Not only that, but I buried my face in the puddle of semen that had flowed from my pussy, and showed my tightly closed pussy to Shuriel, lifting my butt.

“Haoop, mashi, seo…”

A pathetic sight, less than human.

A shameful posture that proves I am a bitch.

I thought, licking up the semen that was full on the bedsheets.

For several years.

For hundreds of years.

Forever in the future.

I felt like I could do it.