Chapter 242 – 47. I Lost (2)
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… I did it.
Temptation… Would it be better to say that?
I mean, going around talking about having sex, that kind of thing.
Since I hit the teacher first… , It would be correct to see it as temptation.
… This is my first time. Something like this.
Even when we had our first relationship in the health room, the teacher took the lead.
After that day, even when she ran away saying that she shouldn’t be a sexual partner, the teacher took the lead, right?
But now,
It’s different.
“Hey… , … Ugh…”
… Because I tempted you,
I first got raped by waving the lion’s tail at the teacher.
When the teacher was persuading me the other day, he definitely said we should masturbate each other.
There are no more ridiculous excuses like that.
… We’re having sex.
And like last time, without a condom.
It’s not even a safety day.
We’re having sex.
Ah, maybe.
I’m wearing a dog leash.
Mating… It’s called.
It might be a better fit.
Teacher too,
Holding my butt tightly.
… Like an animal.
You’re fucking me.
“… Ugh, tsk… Ugh…”
Slippery liquid flowing down my thighs.
I feel embarrassed by things that are clearly not water and accept the teacher.
Standing against the wall of the shower booth. In a very awkward posture.
Why? Is it because there is a slight difference in height?
I’m also relatively tall among women, but I don’t have to stand on tiptoe to be in a comfortable place…
… Oh, no.
It’s just that my knees are shaking already.
It seems like less than a minute has passed since it started,
I don’t have much strength in my two legs.
I guess I had to stand on tiptoe.
… Be ashamed.
“… Suya. Are you having a hard time?”
“It’s okay… , … Nooo…”
“… Really?”
“Yes…”
Is it because I just bury my head in my arm against the wall and cuddle up?
They whisper questions, asking me if I’m okay, while the sound of sex coming from behind is still heard.
If you’re going to ask such a question, shouldn’t you speak slowly while pistoning? .
Or at least until the end… Tsk… Don’t pound it all the way…
That thing on the tip of your dick… ,
Ear… What was it?
… That’s right. The glans.
Massage the vaginal wall with the glans…
You shouldn’t ask while roughly scraping it off.
As long as I say it’s okay, they keep asking me questions as if they will do it.
How can you say it’s not okay here?
I am,
More than now,
Much more,
I hope you like it.
“Huh… Tsk… Ah, ah… ?! Kya… ?”
While my buttocks were being pressed against the teacher’s firm lower abdomen with the sound of ‘pop, pop,’
One of the teacher’s hands her her, which was holding her buttocks her her her, suddenly came up and grabbed her her breasts her her her.
Why? If this happens, sex… Doesn’t your posture break down a little when you do it?
A question mark floated above her head and she suddenly asked,
Or instead, you don’t even have time to say something dirty that the teacher might like.
“Ha… Ugh… ♡”
I am violated.
With my breasts pressed against the bathroom wall.
Lifting the upper body that had been leaning down again.
… As if you were standing up.
I get violated a lot.
Isn’t it okay to do this?
That’s right, this posture,
The teacher’s dick keeps…
… It’s pressing down on you from the inside.
So much so that there is a little shadow below my belly button.
They’re pushing it all the way to here,
As if you’re bragging.
“Look this way and stick out your tongue.”
“…Beh…”
I definitely haven’t seen anything like this on Twitter.
At best there, all I could do was wrap my tail around my hand and pound away.
I haven’t seen a single video of sex with a dick like this.
As I was thinking about that and looking down between my breasts, I heard the teacher’s voice coming from closer than before.
… Of course she turned her head that way,
Sticking out your tongue like a pet on a leash.
Paang,
Paang.
With vulgar sounds that no lady could hear.
I share a lot of shameful things with you.
Perhaps because of the height difference between the teacher and I, I couldn’t really hand over what was mine and just handed it to him.
… When I think about it, this is also similar to sex.
It was like that in a sexy cartoon recommended by Yozora.
It’s called sex. No matter what the process is, you end up receiving semen from the male.
“Whoa…”
“… Haha… Does it feel good… ?”
The penetrative nature takes away the lips from such a male.
After asking if you were satisfied with my lips.
“Uh.”
“… How much?”
It’s okay.
I wanted to check more, so I held my tongue.
“A lot.”
“A little more detail… You said I wasn’t good at expressing myself…”
… I don’t think this has ever happened to my father since I was in elementary school.
Ringing on the bathroom walls with a tickling voice that made my cheeks feel hot.
“The power of expression is what you said with your own mouth. … Anyway, in detail?”
“Yes… Ugh…”
The dick that gave me a new hobby.
Keep it all the way to the roots.
“… I think this is enough.”
“…♡”
The feeling of entering a little deeper than before.
I barely nodded my head.
… He said he was shivering between his thighs.
Rather than saying a hundred words that you suck,
Like this. The bigger dick is a much more honest reaction than before.
Because if you’re a girl, you can’t know.
… The fact that the dick is swollen means
It is also a sign for ejaculation.
Because you can’t know.
“… You said you took the medicine regularly, right?”
“Yes, yes…”
Listening to the teacher’s breath in my ear.
“If I accidentally get you pregnant, will your father beat you to death?”
“That can’t be right…” “On the contrary, a workaholic who only wants to raise the group like his father his is a good seed… Ugh… He’ll be happy… Oh, uh… Ugh…”
Puck,
Powok.
Teacher.
… The ecstatic sensation of my master holding my body and crushing my uterus.
Instead of making pretty moans, I keep letting out embarrassing moans.
“… Don’t bend over. You’re in front of the wall anyway.”
“…”
Literally like a puppy.
Throw away the dignity of being a lion and act like a puppy.
Before I knew it, I was licking the master’s finger that had slipped between my lips.
Receive the pure white seeds.
… One turn. Twice.
Even though enough has already been poured out to get pregnant.
I guess it’s because I know it’s impossible anyway.
… Still, does that mean you want to get her pregnant?
Without stopping.
Continue.
Continue.
Even though my whole body is shaking.
… Even though my eyes are going blank.
Continue.
With the uterus pressed inward.
Continue.
“… Let’s go out. Where’s the towel?”
“Sugeeon… Over there, at the entrance to the bathroom… Drawer…”
“Drawer?”
Shoot, the sound of water that clearly comes from the shower.
As soon as it touched my body, I was led by the master’s hand and followed without even having time to come to my senses.
It was the complete opposite of when I first took the lead in guiding the bathroom.
The owner is in front, holding the leash with one hand.
I follow behind, staggering.
Only now did I realize that I had created a structure that men would like, and without saying a word, I let my master dry my hair.
… Is it because I have a connection with Yozora?
Even though my hair was long, I was a little surprised that it was dried well without a towel, dryer, or anything covering it.
I also worry that he stopped being a sexual partner after being this close to me, wondering if it’s because I suddenly showed up in the middle of it.
Even Yozora pretends not to care, but he has often been absent-minded recently…
I think it would be better for me to talk about this first later.
I hope Yozoh feels as good as me.
… The other day, you were lying next to me and cuddling.
He seemed genuinely happy.
“That’s enough. I’ll do the rest, so let’s go.”
“… Going? Where… ?”
Weeing- A moment of idle thoughts accompanied by the loud sound of the hair dryer.
To repay you, I diligently dried the master’s hair with a towel, and the master took the towel from his hand, shook off the moisture from his hair, and headed somewhere.
… Actually, I had a guess,
It’s a bedroom.
I also sleep.
Rolling around and reading comics.
… I also masturbate.
A place to have sex.
As soon as I was dragged into a space that had half the purpose of such an erotic purpose, I.
“Hug the pillow and lie down.”
“…”
Quietly.
Follow the master’s orders.
“… It’s still leaking. Semen.”
“Hi…”
Even though he used his middle finger to run between my private parts while I was lying face down and wiped them on my thighs.
Quietly.
… Because.
“I’ll put the blanket under you, so would you like to lift your butt?”
“…”
If you listen carefully to your master.
Because it makes me feel better.
… Much more than before.
Because it will make you feel better.
“Whoa…”
“Huh… Tsk… , Huh… , Huh…”
Hugging the pillow tightly.
Raise your butt slightly.
I was crushed under the owner who was on both sides of me.
… I am mated once again.
“… It’s so fucking squishy. Really.”
“Yes, extreme… Ugh…”
“I don’t think this happened with semen alone.”
“Ah…”
Much stronger than before.
Much rougher than before.
Put your weight on it and hit it, pound, pound.
Almost all of the softness of the blanket under my lower abdomen has disappeared.
… Because I covered my mouth with a pillow and only opened my eyes.
Even at the mischievous questions of the owner.
At best, I can only make clumsy whimpering noises.
“Answer me. Don’t just try to hide it.”
“Ke, ugh…”
… The leash is pulled and the head is raised.
Before I knew it, my waist, which had been rounded, was pressed down.
“Master, I got eaten so much by…”
“Because I got eaten?”
“… So, it was… Wet…”
“Is that all?”
“…”
“Are all women like you?”
“…”
“If you just get pecked, do you think you’ll get this wet?”
You only see it in pornographic videos,
Embarrassing words.
Taking turns with each other.
I’m chanting.
“Well, I… Because it’s sexy…”
“There’s another word.”
“… Pervert, so…”
“…”
“Being beaten with a leash like this… I watched too many pornographic videos when the teacher was busy…”
“… “What did you do there?”
“Just… Calling a man ‘master’… And having his tail his his pulled… “
“Like this?”
“… That’s right, yo…”
“… Again. “What did you do?”
Squeezing the pillow I’m still hugging in my arms.
The lion’s tail was gently touched by the owner who moved his hand.
“… While calling me a bitch, I was fucking her with a lot of dick…”
“Not all mutants are dogs. There are also cats and lions.”
“…But a bitch…Is a bitch…”
“…”
“… Woof. Woof.”
“…”
Logic.
A word that is quite far from the word.
Pouring it out randomly.
“… Keep barking. If you want to be treated like a bitch like them.”
“Roar, roar… Grumble, growl… Ugh, there,… Deep…”
“I told you to bark.”
“It’s okay… It’s okay… Okay…”
“…”
Creak, creak.
Instead of me being unable to say anything due to being crushed by my master’s hand and putting my head down on the pillow.
The bed right underneath me is moaning.
… What should I do if I fuck my dick that hard?
If it breaks,
What are you going to do?
“…♡”
What would you do if you pinned the girl’s arms to the bed and pounded her pussy like that?
What would you do if you licked the ears of a girl who couldn’t say anything except panting?
… But if you pull her her arms her her her back her and pound her, won’t it really break it?
It continues to make a creaking noise.
“I went, I went… Uh… Master, I’m gone… No, ugh…”
With the sound of something hitting the stomach.
With the sound of soft, moist things tangling together.
It suddenly subsides.
“Phew… Tsk… Ugh…”
… Probably
I guess it’s because I feel like everything is okay now.
Or already.
“… Lie on your side. This time, spread your legs and fuck me.”
“… Yes…”
I thought it was meaningless because it was broken.
