Chapter 142 – First, Sex_Demon World Yongsan.
First, sex_Demon World Yongsan.
No matter what you do, time will eventually pass.
And finally, it turned out to be Saturday.
In fact, to be honest, over the past few days, the need to keep building over and over again has kept me half-sane. In the morning, even in the clearest spirit, her cheeks are faintly red.
My body and mind were hot as if I had a bad cold.
It reacted to the masculine scent of a man that was only passing by these days, and she flinched.
I was already unable to do even simple tasks properly because of my body that was already hot all year round.
It’s my body, but I can’t control it properly as if it’s not my body.
Even the slightest carelessness would heat up, and there was never a day when my crotch and panties would get wet. How many glass cups have already been broken and eaten in the past few days, can it be in the double digits? Really, it was full of mistakes that I wouldn’t normally make.
Thanks to that, the store manager, who was looking at me with a worried look, was notified not too long ago that he was forced to take a break.
Thanks to that, for the past few days, I’ve been masturbating on the bed all day long.
The sheets were already hot, full of heat, and wet.
Dark female… Slightly sweet smell.
Her pussy was also full, and her underwear was swollen as if it had been soaked in water.
In the meantime, while carrying out SEPal’s orders, I got so excited that I almost got caught masturbating.
He went into heat, seemed too engrossed, and couldn’t pay attention to his surroundings.
It was really close.
The order given to wander in underwear on the stairs of an apartment building.
I inadvertently got excited by the atmosphere and masturbated.
A little engrossed, I didn’t even notice that someone had come out into the hallway, and I almost got caught.
He hurriedly ran away, so he probably didn’t get noticed…
What would have happened if I had been caught?
To be honest.
Wouldn’t it be possible to reach the limit at this point?
It was now almost impossible to calm down the body that was burning up every day, and it was already difficult to restrain the burning body with my will.
It was already too much for him to forcefully suppress his hot body and to keep his body in check with his heated instincts.
My body was already unbearably heavy from the stimuli that pierced my body without knowing when I tried, and the thirst that flowed down my throat dried up.
Whether it’s AV, gangbang, or gangbang…
At this point, honestly, wouldn’t it be nice? It was thinking about it.
A bit cheesy, but
A man… Wanted a male
Sex.
A craving or thirst to the point of thinking that no matter what happens.
Got a baby
The fishy scent of that male.
I wanted the smell of chestnut flowers, the disgusting smell of rotting squid.
I want that intense male pheromone that stimulates women’s lust, like digging into the womb.
My uterus was sore.
A cock, that big cock at that time, is a symbol of masculinity. Excellent, wanted that superior thing.
Sloppy, sloppy sex, the kind of pleasure that subjugates me and plunders me, conquers me and plunders me to my heart’s content, I want that kind of pleasure.
Agi-san, the uterus protests violently because it wants that hot and intense semen from the male.
Occasionally, she let out a tender cry like a she-cat in heat.
It’s just a pity that the simple act of consolation alone.
Fingers alone, alone, were not enough. It just tasted tantalizing.
Her self-consolation was already enough. No, it just makes me sad.
It was no different than trying to extinguish a wildly burning field with just a small bucket of water.
I was able to realize how weak his mind was and how shallow human beings were in front of his desires.
It was so easily broken by his sexual desire.
It was good nonetheless. He just wanted to quench this hot longing.
Desperately, I tried to soothe the bedspread,
Yes. It was also a crowd.
Every day, every day, all he does is poke his pussy hole with his finger, sadly alone.
It was to the extent that it made me look pitiful.
Of course, there was no way I could be satisfied with something like this.
That’s why the man… It was to wish for a male.
Saturday morning, I woke up like a full moon.
Wake up on its own
Normally, it was the time when he should have been asleep, but his body, which was in heat with excitement, opened its eyes on its own.
Soaked in his bodily fluids, the bedspreads and sheets soaked in the damp feel, his mind wandered.
The clouded eyes are already trembling with the lust that trembles on the forehead.
In the meantime, I can’t stand it even for a moment and masturbate again.
A more comfortable bed.
It was already filled with the smell of ‘Haeun’, and the territory was clearly marked for anyone to see.
The scent of peaches is so strong that even those who are not aware of it can feel something strange. It was filled with the smell flowing from his body.
The room was vibrating with the scent of a sweet female body.
After finishing my usual morning routine and a little masturbation, I am now ready to go out.
It’s over…
It’s over…
My heart is beating fast and my heart is beating fast.
Prepared to go out
Plain clothes, I think it’s rather difficult to order that kind of order.
What kind of clothes should I wear?
Probably, the way you dress isn’t particularly important, do you have a plan?
What’s going on today
What will I become?
It was clear that something absurd and terrible would await, but my heart was beating like this.
After all, I must be really hoping for that too.
Get excited
The dark blue front hook bra, the low-rise panties that seem to flow down a little, are plain without any particular pattern, but are they still giving off a yo-yo atmosphere?
When I looked into the mirror in my underwear, it was quite a lewd atmosphere.
Unlike underwear for lewd purposes, which was worn occasionally and enjoyed sneaking exposure, it was just plain, practical underwear, but it gave off a lewd feeling somewhere.
A plain white shirt and a plain flared skirt. Add black stockings to it and look a little fancy.
But to the end, plain, monotonous clothes for ordinary outings.
Even though I was wearing such a normal outfit, my expression that reminded me of my face and my open chest as if blooming flowers showed a little strangeness.
A female body that seems to exist to seduce men.
Just by being there, pheromones were scattered like instinct.
It probably won’t be covered up with such plain clothes already, but the two swollen breasts and the naturally flowing sticky atmosphere are as magical as pink.
Lately, I’ve started to give off an aura that seems to catch the man’s attention, even if I’m not particularly aware of it. Like a corpse flower that knows how to seduce a man even when he is still, he seduces him.
Cover it with a beige cape coat to finish.
Because of that, I couldn’t completely cover my fairly swollen breasts, but I still covered it as if I was a little plain.
Is there a big difference between a D cup and an F cup?
Her breasts, which had grown a little lately, had become a weapon that caught the attention of those around her.
Thanks to this, the stinging gazes of the men became more intense, which made them feel even more strange.
Looks like a normal outing.
But if you think about what will happen and what you will do from now on, it must be a bit ironic.
I will too ♥
Because from now on, we are going to another stage.
Mentally and physically, my swollen heart was beating.
Former Yongsan-gu, now collapsed city special disaster 7th refugee residence area.
About 40 minutes by bus, it’s a long distance, but it was surprisingly close.
The closer you get, the more gloomy the street scene begins to give off a dark, gray-like atmosphere.
It was to the point of doubting that there was a street like this in Korea.
A generally gloomy and gloomy air reigned in the streets.
Food street.
It was a street where it was illegal somewhere, and it seemed that prostitutes would perpetrate it.
In fact, this collapsed city is said to be famous as a city of pleasure and corruption.
It’s still morning, so it hasn’t been revealed yet, but if you come at night, you might be able to see a different look somewhere.
However, the street you see now can be said to be an abandoned city like a movie.
Collapsing buildings with bare bones, homeless people rolling on the floor early in the morning, people wandering around with lifeless eyes, and rolling bottles of alcohol.
A wall covered with various obscene words and violent phrases.
Fully tilted shacks, clotheslines hanging in disarray outside, trash bags strewn about.
The exterior of the city was like a gutter full of chaos, far from being orderly.
It was still morning, so it was probably not possible to see the city in its true form, but somehow it was a city with a heavy, uneasy feeling.
Pass through such an alley and get off at the bus stop nearby.
Still, the bus seemed to come and go, but there were people at the bus stop.
However, it was questionable whether or not they washed properly, the dusty jacket, and the charcoal soot on the skin. The faces of people with lifeless eyes are reflected in the gaze.
When I tried to get off at the bus stop by myself, the lady who tried to stop me was a bit impressive.
Is it called remoteness?
Well, it wouldn’t be strange if a young woman with good looks was going to be alone on a street like that.
Says it’s okay, smiles and gets off at the bus stop.
Leaving me like that, the bus was leaving quickly as if running away.
As we descend, the welcome smell of rotten gutter fills our nostrils.
Disgusting and disgusting nasty smell.
A musty smell wafts from all over the city. The smell of fishy water, as if precipitated, the entire street was vibrating with a damp, disgusting smell.
While slightly crooking her face at the stimulation of her sensitive sense of smell, she walks toward the meeting place she was supposed to meet with the guide.
Perhaps the appearance of a neatly dressed young woman walking down the street is bizarre, and every person she encounters from time to time looks at her with eyes as if looking at a mysterious animal.
Among them, there are quite a few gazes filled with desire, or gazes with a feeling of displeasure somewhere, and they are connected to the bad public order here, and there is a sense of crisis.
Hmm…
By any chance, if you get kidnapped along the way, what will happen?
I shouldn’t have done that, but I was a little nervous.
Normally, I wouldn’t think of it, but the disgusting and terrible smell unique to this street and the filthy space made such a thought come to my mind.
Graffiti or graffiti decorated in a disorderly manner on the wall. Violent or sexual obscenity. Occasionally, primary-colored pictures or words that seemed to copy male sexual organs added to the gloomy atmosphere.
Garbage left on the side of the road, used disposable syringes that are wet and dry on the floor, or that seem to be used for what they are used for, used condoms torn and scattered on the floor, bottles of alcohol and cigarette butts lying around.
It was a bustling and somewhat monstrous street.
At a distance like this, maybe, even if someone gets kidnapped in the middle of the day, wouldn’t everyone just pretend to be themselves?
A street where you can imagine such a feeling.
Just by walking on this street, it seemed not difficult to imagine what kind of history this street has and what is happening there.
Ruins, or a disorderly city where gangs of fists seem to have settled.
It seemed to symbolize the dark road.
A little bit, I was curious about what the streets would look like at night.
Even though I was exposed to strange eyes or gazes mixed with desire, I was just looking at it, perhaps fortunately, and nothing special happened, and I was able to arrive at the location marked 28, Hangang-ro 3-ga, which I had initially aimed for, without any problems.
Even in this twisted city, the winding and sloping alleys seem to be a little more twisted.
Should I be gloomy and sullen?
It was a dark alleyway that gave off an uneasy atmosphere for some reason.
It’s a strange thing.
It was an alley that had such a shady feeling from early in the morning. If it’s night, it’s dark and I can’t see anything.
I thought it was like a stage in a horror game.
However, this was always the destination.
Really…
A desolate alley that makes people hesitate to enter, deep inside.
If the purpose was to create such a feeling of intimidation or fear, it could be said to be quite successful.
It could be said that it was a very nasty meeting place.
At the end of a little dark alleyway.
Hangang-ro 3-ga 28-ro.
As if it was the last downstream of the gutter, there was a terrible and disgusting smell of discarded and abandoned household waste and abandoned and neglected condoms.
What was startling was the fact that my nose was reacting, albeit slightly, to the smell of that rotten, distorted semen.
Oops…
It’s the worst.
By the way, why are you so drawn to it?
It was miserable.
At the end of an alleyway with such a shady atmosphere, there was a beautiful flower blooming in a bright, very bright color that didn’t look very suitable for this place.
