I， Who Became a Woman， Fell to the Bottom. 44

Chapter 44 – Unhealthy Esthetic_Erotic Massage (4)

Unhealthy esthetic_erotic massage (4)

The sticky liquid covers the skin with a squeak.

Cold hands,

I wake up to the feeling of a gentle caress on my back.

The face he saw right in front of his nose and the traces of dried tears all over his face were impressive.

I think I am ashamed of myself for crying a lot until now.

Probably, it was because I couldn’t stand the overflowing pleasure and passed out.

I thought I was scared for a moment in the flow of pleasure that seemed like I was going to die.

I really thought I might die.

I had never imagined that the climax would be so terrifying.

Unlike self-masturbation, an act that doesn’t look back at my circumstances at all.

I wanted to stop climaxing, but even though I desperately begged for something beyond the pleasure, the situation was not heard.

Really… I thought I was going to die.

Should I call it pleasure torture? A strange situation where even though you have already reached your climax, you are reaching your climax again.

If it was a man, the orgasm that would be reached with one ejaculation, the time of exhaustion that would come, and the abnormal phenomenon in which the climax would repeat over and over again, ignoring the rest period.

The pleasure of the moment reminds me of nature, and I shudder.

Trembling body,

However, I was confident that I would like to feel the cruel pleasure of that swamp again.

A feast of ruinous pleasures,

I was confident that I would become addicted.

“Oh, are you awake? Huhu, how are you feeling?”

A hand gently slipped down her back, and suddenly, beyond her, she could see the shiny index and middle fingers.

The finger that had entered me.

To think that those slender fingers moved so roughly…

Recalling that hot feeling, her face blushed.

♡

Intense moment,

She trembles as she recalls the pleasure of the moment when she was treated like a toy by her fingers.

The belly catches the heat.

Even though I was teased enough to faint, that moment was painful.

How did you feel…

I felt like dying, but…

To be honest, it felt good.

As much as I want to taste it one more time,

However, it was embarrassing to say it directly, so I just laid my head on the bed without saying anything.

A soft bed covers the face.

Cynthia-san smiles with a friendly expression, as if she saw right through my heart.

From the outside, she’s a really nice, beautiful girl…

Before fainting, her grumpy smile and tone lingered in her mind.

Contrary to her appearance, Cynthia-san may have quite the S temperament.

Maybe she was just catering to me, her guest, but somehow it felt that way.

From the back to the shoulder blades, soft hands caress the skin.

As if to compensate for the rough behavior up until now, a soft and delicate massage continued.

A cool feeling that relieves fatigue.

As if the tension is released from the warm touch, the body relaxes.

A gentle massage that cares for the other person, different from the lustful massages of the past.

Her hands run down her spine, caressing her waist here and there.

A massage that loosens tight muscles and relieves fatigue.

Her relaxed sigh flowed at that pleasant feeling.

Peaceful atmosphere.

As if the rough moment until now was a lie, a peaceful touch continues.

Lay down and enjoy Cynthia’s touch.

A slightly dubious purple oil, seen through the mirror, runs down her back.

Purple…

What kind of drug is this again?

Cynthia continued to apply an unidentified ominous oil.

I think it will be some kind of absurd and strange drug again.

But I think it would be better not to know, and I try to ignore it.

At least this moment passes peacefully…

She entrusted her exhausted, relaxed body to Cynthia’s hands.

A gentle, gentle massage that does not seem to be intended for sexual purposes, but seems to be just for cosmetic purposes.

Could it be that since entering this building, there have been only too many exciting things? Rather, I thought that this peaceful stimulation might not be bad.

A pleasant massage that makes you feel like your eyes are closed.

Silently, Cynthia-san’s hands gently lead her waist, buttocks, and legs.

A hand that caresses the whole body.

All over her body, that suspicious liquid seeped into her, but she chose not to care if possible.

I decided to just enjoy this moment of her serenity.

No matter how much time has passed, Cynthia, who gently brushed the nape of my neck, comes down from above as if her massage is over.

The slight weight missing from her back felt a little empty.

What else will happen next,

Itinerary for 2 days and 1 night. I never thought it would end like this.

I thought it would be nice if it was as gentle as possible.

Although she wanted pleasure or lewd action, she was frankly a little tired of the raging affair going on.

Little bit tired

A little tired

I just want to fall asleep like this.

I blankly stare at the mirror.

I thought it wouldn’t be bad to fall asleep in a cozy bed like this.

Cynthia took out something of hers again.

Clear glass bottle.

She also heard that she was worried about doing something.

She seemed a little frightened of her pleasure.

Pong, and the stopper opened.

Like a drop of paint on rice paper, a spicy scent that spreads throughout the room.

Feel the cool bittersweet scent.

I didn’t smell it myself, but the scent that rang in my nose was quite strong.

Refreshing scent,

Still, it didn’t seem like an orc’s semen.

But it smells like this, and it must be something else…

Don’t be careless

Is it to be drunk, or is it to be applied? I was curious about the identity of that strange vial,

Cynthia picked up the bottle and held it in her own mouth.

Perhaps, with her kisses, the liquid is pushed back,

Thinking of the fishy taste of oak semen and the moment of a rich kiss, I felt my heart pounding slightly.

Contrary to my expectations, however, Cynthia held the contents in her mouth, mumbled for a moment, and then spat it out again into an empty paper cup.

It was as if she was gargling.

What is she doing, she thinks,

As if Cynthia had read my question, she explained the liquid she had in her mouth.

“This one? It’s just a regular mouthwash. Did you say gargle often? It has a refreshing scent of mint, so I use it often.”

Unexpectedly common sense stuff, unexpected. I thought it was just weird stuff.

But she couldn’t figure out why she was gargling all of a sudden.

I drink the mouthwash again and swarm, spilling the contents into a paper cup.

The smooth movement, just gargling, the graceful movement seemed to be a painting.

I could see her graceful movements and her attitude even in trivial things.

An elegant and beautiful lady.

But to think that such a young lady would act so vulgarly…

The difference seemed to emphasize the lewdness even more.

After quietly gargling a couple of times, Cynthia-san approaches me.

Her spreading scent of peppermint, and the cool scent of gargle are felt from her.

The object she is holding in one hand is a very red lipstick of red color.

And what is she going to do…

As if the break was over, the eyes of the predator, like birds of prey, were impressive.

The feeling of a rabbit being prey…

She just wanted her to be kind.

She applied the lipstick she took out to Cynthia’s lips.

Rather than makeup, a movement as if she were painting her lips.

The vividly engraved red lips were impressive.

Cynthia’s clearly painted red lips were shining alluringly.

Before she knew it, Cynthia-san came closer and laid her body on me.

The scent of peppermint in front of her nose blends with Cynthia’s fragrant groin, giving off her charming scent.

The enchanted smell, I absentmindedly engrave the smell of her body.

She glides toward my legs, her red lips like cornelian fruit toward my legs.

♡

Something I never could have imagined.

Cynthia kissed her towards my heels.

Sticky flowing saliva.

The soles of her feet are painted in her color.

Bondi, a kiss on the feet is an act performed by a very low rank to a higher rank, higher rank.

At first glance, this action could have seemed like Cynthia’s act of obedience or sincere service, but in reality it was completely different, the exact opposite, a relationship between a predator and a prey.

As if licking even sweet sugar, it was sticky and sucked up her heels lewdly.

A strange tingling sensation, like an ant crawling

Strange touches and unfamiliar sensations experienced for the first time bring strangely sweet numbness.

Neither her genitals nor her breasts were just ordinary heels, but the mark on her tongue gave me a strange pleasure.

I get goosebumps at the unfamiliar pleasure.

My whole body tingles with the tickling sensation..

Cynthia-san’s lips munched as if she were swallowing, the feeling of her soft, wet mouth.

She feels the touch on her tongue as if tasting it.

A blatant twist of the tongue, as if caressing the genitals.

Rather than a slave’s kiss of obedience to his master, it’s a predator’s taste, like tasting food.

The strange sensation of being tasted sends chills down your spine.

Was it about ten seconds?

As if having enjoyed enough, the sticky mouth falls.

A chubby, sticky sound rang out.

The clear silver line that connects to the soles of the feet is drooping.

A vivid crimson kiss mark on the heel,

Was it for this

Like a token of possession, it is branded.

I feel a strange sense of fulfillment, like being dominated by Cynthia-san.

The traces of her lips are imprinted in my mind.

It was an experience too intense to be forgotten, the lip prints visible from her heels were too clear.

Without being satisfied with this, her lips continued to move.

Little by little, upwards, it climbs up the soles of her feet to her ankles, calves, and the knees above them, as if crawling like a snake, her tongue brushing up.

Jjwjwjjwjjwjjw

Her tongue sucked up greedily, and an obscene bursting sound flowed as her lips and flesh collided.

A light bite, her tongue slipping like a tickle, her lips sucking like a lover.

It carves her kiss mark on her leg as if it were engraved.

One by one, the traces of her lips remain clearly red on her legs.

Sweet numbness.

Without stopping, her tongue slides up the line of her thigh.

Lines of her saliva engraved,

The remaining peppermint scent lingers and stimulates the skin that has passed by.

A strange, tickling pleasure that almost touches you.

A strange numbness spreads from the legs.

A sense of immorality that is freely used for sexual purposes even though it is not a place for sexual acts,

Evidence of possession engraved one by one,

They mix with her groin and mess with her hair.

Her lips ensnared the delicate joints of her knees.

Like chewing, biting very weakly, just like lovers do.

Creepy pleasure.

It was the first time I realized that the knee is such a sensitive area.

The spicy stimulation of mint overlaps and makes you feel a strange pleasure that is hard to say.

Suction stronger.

She sucks on my thighs like she’s going to swallow her.

Poor rabbit getting eaten.

I feel a strong pleasure in myself being manipulated as I please.

The sticky water droplets and the vivid stimulation of mint flowing through her saliva make her hamstrings numb.

Her tongue crawling between her legs like a loach, I couldn’t come to my senses at the strange pleasure that was difficult to define.

Past her knees, her thighs, and her tongue creeping between them,

In no time, it reaches a secret place.

Deep kiss marks on both legs like a brand,

Each time her lip marks seemed to be softening a little, the lip marks on her legs were overly vivid because she had re-applied herself with lipstick.

The stigma of the lip marks seen through the mirror makes one feel ashamed of oneself.

Everywhere her tongue passed, the spicy stimulation that I felt continued to heat me up.

Rather, it was a place for feeling typical sexual pleasure, maybe it was a part like the chest or genitals, but the strange pleasure felt through places such as the calves and knees that I did not expect at all made me lose my senses.

Spicy stimulus,

I just shuddered at the strange indescribable pleasure.