Chapter 158 – 158. Benefits of Finger Masturbation
This family’s home is full of love.
Yellow’s cock stirred mercilessly inside Pink’s pussy. There was a sound that sounded more like skin being torn than the friction of flesh, but Yellow, who had been reborn as a life-form exclusively for mating with Pink, could only shake her hips with a numb face. A tentacle planted on one side of his head ran down the arm holding Pink and tied the hands of the two men and women.
Every time Yellow pushed his waist forward, Pink rolled his eyes and made a dying sound.
“Eunui Iik!!!♥♥ No way!! I’m pregnant!!!!♥♥♥”
It’s okay if it doesn’t work out, it’s what you wanted. It was what I wanted so much. Sharing love to your heart’s content without worrying about what others think.
The only cock that can withstand Yellow’s cock is Pink’s pussy, and the only cock that can withstand Pink’s polluted pussy is Yellow’s cock.
Because what is here is just the love between a female and a male. The relationship was determined to be a perfect fit for each other.
The society and regulations that existed in the original world are of no use. And what brought them together was not society or rules, but just a huge, hideous tentacle.
“You look in a good mood.”
White said as he gently stepped on Pink’s neck. “Ugh,” Pink rolled her eyes and made an animal-like noise. All Yellow knew was to insert and withdraw his forearm-sized protruding cock into the hole between Pink’s legs.
Immediately after, the white liquid poured into Pink’s vagina with a turbid smell.
No matter how much it expanded, Pink’s pussy couldn’t hold several liters of semen.
Pink’s lower abdomen swelled slightly, but the moment Yellow, who had completed his quota for the day, pulled out his dick, the contents poured out.
White stepped on Pink’s cave-like slut pussy like a river whose dam had burst and overflowed all at once, allowing all of Yellow’s foul-smelling semen to escape.
This semen is Yellow’s masterpiece, with tentacles specially modified to the body. When the warrior Yellow’s semen comes in contact with Pink’s magic-contaminated pussy, a special chemical reaction occurs, turning it into an extract containing high-quality magic resources.
White looked down at her own flesh and blood, who had been reduced to nothing more than a pawn for her to chew on. Pink rolled her eyes, making a sound like, “Geek, that’s right.” The foam formed at the corner of my mouth and ran down my cheeks and onto the floor. The girl who had placed herself under her feet is now licking between her toes ravenously like a bug.
Her now painful appearance is also a reflex action of her body, and the current pink is her body accepting all the stimulation that comes to her as pleasure just before her climax.
It is a body that is capable of even more.
No matter how many times he broke her neck, ripped her arteries with his sword, or had Yellow break her limbs enough to change her position, in the end, she returned to normal. Until the spring of her magic dries up in Pink’s pussy, which has become one with her own weapon, she will always be like this.
With a servile face, plump and enlarged breasts, and erogenous zones that have been modified so that even the slightest breeze blows, she has been reduced to a sticky and squishy meat hole.
It was completely White himself.
Just as Pink substituted herself for White while watching him being abused,
Looking at the remodeled Pink, White will also assign himself to Pink.
Yes, this is definitely love. It was the look of affection and lust that the lewd twin sisters gave each other.
But that affection will never reach.
If you want to love, you have to look into each other’s eyes.
This was because the sisters’ eyes were not on each other’s eyes, but on their wet pussies.
In such a relationship, White was forever lonely even in this loving home.
“I rested enough. Now go back to your dirty deeds.”
Yellow and Pink are back to work.
Every time she felt that way, she felt like sweat was pouring down her whole body.
It wasn’t just sweat. White noticed that her fingers were smooth and soaked with salty juice as they brushed between her legs, which felt foreign.
‘Crack, creak, creak, creak.’
“Haaahhh-♥”
White suddenly became absorbed in her masturbation.
She stood up, leaned back against her bookshelf and started masturbating her fingers.
Masturbation is possible even without tools. Side dishes are spread out in front of her. Her surroundings are filled with a lewd and muggy scent.
She held the erect clitoris between her middle and index fingers and twisted it slightly so that the middle finger was perfectly positioned in the center of the labia minora.
In this way, she was able to insert her finger deep into her pussy while stimulating the clitoris.
Yellow thrust into Pink’s waist with a thud, thud, thud, with the force of destroying Pink’s uterus.
‘Never forgive me.’
With the right timing, White pressed, press, press, press the G-spot located inside the vaginal wall.
Then, at the exact moment when Pink screams in orgasm while biting into crab foam, I feel a good feeling.
‘Kill me. ‘Stab me mercilessly like that and completely end this weak, poor girl.’
A stabbing sensation comes from the tip of the central nerve somewhere deep in the buttocks, the perfect center of the body, between the stomach and the back.
When the electric friction-like stimulation that travels up the spine and up to the head wraps around your lower back,
“Ughiiiiit, it’s coming, it’s coming, ah, the climax of finger masturbation has arrived-!!♥♥♥”
Who is she asking to kill her, Pink? Red? Yellow? Is she herself?
No, what crossed her mind at the climax was the tentacle, the most omnipotent being in her life.
But White thought.
A sinner like her doesn’t deserve that grace.
But she wants him.
That omnipotent body that can change into anything, the skills honed solely to violate women, and even the mating instinct for pleasure without responsibility are what his lonely body wants to the fullest.
I always carry in my arms a dildo made from pieces of tentacle cells.
A tentacle dildo that is specifically allowed to be inserted into the vagina only on really important days.
White took it out and rolled her tongue around the tip, as if kissing her. Although it does not have the same intelligence as her main body, her brisk tentacles, which can respond to external stimuli to some extent, extend out protrusions and wrap around her tongue.
The conflict between the guilt towards everyone and the pleasure of the present, and the aftereffects on the mind, spread to the body.
One of the girls was rubbing her back against the bookshelf where she was currently standing, shaking her hips and shaking her hips.
Her legs became weak, and she sat down.
“Under… “It feels like this too.”
The only way for her, who is always lonely, to fill herself,
Masturbation.
Even though it seemed like it was a bit of a wise man’s time, White’s greedy fingers were still feeling the pulsation of her vaginal flesh without coming out of her vagina to feel her lingering pleasure just a little longer.
Now all that’s left is-
‘Tzubook-!’
“Hey it!♥♥”
The moment her finger slips out, the final climax.
Her back bounced, and several books fell from the bookshelf next to her.
White, who was now in full sage time, raised her body, looking pitifully at her brother, who was still engrossed in copulation.
She picked up the book that had fallen on the floor.
〈How to leave myself in this world〉
“I can’t believe I read a book like this.”
White said, picking up a book that had fallen from the bookshelf.
All the books here were collected by Pink in order to study about this world before things ended up like that. Seeing this, you must have dreamed of a happy future with Yellow.
In particular, the book White was picking up was one that Pink especially cherished. I remember looking at it a few times before, and how White got so angry that he would kill her if he even looked her in the eye.
Suddenly a thought occurred to me. I thought, let’s read it.
I felt pedantic, perhaps because of the wise man’s time.
Is there a way to leave at least a trace that a person like me ever existed in this world?
There was such a lonely, lonely, pathetic woman.
The moment I opened the book, a letter fell out of the book I had picked up.
‘Fallang’
It was just a letter made of paper.
I had no idea what was written inside, it was just a piece of loosely folded letter paper.
It probably contains Pink’s personal and secret notes. It may contain something like a simple and shy confession about yellow.
‘Tuk.’
And the moment that nothing letter touched the pink, chewy floor and got wet,
‘Paaat-!’
The brilliance spread.
[Zion Ranger Pink.]
A voice also came out.
“Ah, what!”
From the burst of light, the voice of a benevolent adult woman was heard. She is like a sultry lady, like a lively girl, cold yet warm, wet yet dry, contradictory yet consistent.
It was a voice you would never think of as belonging to one person, but it seemed as if the voice had been compressed towards exactly one point.
It was as if centuries of time were speaking to her at once.
That voice called out to White, or to be more precise, to Pink, the original owner of the letter.
[I understand what you mean. With such a high concentration of magical power, she is more than capable of becoming our sister. Is this really your choice?]
“Uh… Yep?!”
White’s foolish retort.
However, the voice beyond the letter seemed to have heard this as an answer.
[All right. Betrayal of a comrade may feel burdensome, but it only lasts for a moment. If you choose between a warrior and a witch, the life of a witch suits you better. See you soon. I, the Witch King myself, declare this.]
The shine disappeared immediately.
Only the man and woman still engrossed in mating and White with a confused expression remain.
Pink was secretly communicating with the witch.
Even since the witch was a Zion Ranger, she must have been the target of her subjugation.
“A witch… ?”
Pink smiled like a sow and looked up at White.
“Keuhi… ?♥”
The traitor was not himself.
The one who betrayed first was Pink, you fucking bitch.
