A Lewd Sketch Artist in a Gender-Reversed World - Chapter 50
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Chapter 50 : Hush Money
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I first brought my fingers to her intimate area. It wasn't as disastrous as a stiff vagina. I intended to give her some light foreplay before the main act. But, her area was already wet. Without me doing anything, fluids were flowing like a river.
I realized she had been in a state of arousal for about 30 minutes under the desk. Just as I had watched a video of fellatio, she had been vividly imagining my precious part in 4D. She seemed quite excited.
"What's this?"
I said, looking at her left hand. At first, I thought her hand was just sweaty, but her hand itself wasn't a place that sweated much. Even if it did, it would dry quickly.
Yet, her left hand was shinier than anything else. This could only mean one thing.
"Ahrin, were you touching yourself down there?"
Yes, she had been unable to resist the excitement and had been pleasuring herself. Solely for pleasure.
"....Mmm."
She turned her head to the side as if embarrassed by my words. I had noticed before that she had a habit of avoiding eye contact in embarrassing situations, as if that would help her evade the interrogation.
It's a bad habit. It doesn't solve anything and only makes her more psychologically withdrawn.
To correct this habit, I held her chin and fixed her gaze.
"You have to look this way."
Her round eyes captured me in her pupils. Her face was gradually turning red. My smiling face was reflected in her half-relaxed pupils.
I moved my remaining hand, inserting my middle and ring fingers into her vagina.
Squelch.
"Ah!"
At the same time, a faint moan echoed.
I felt the sticky inside of her vagina. The slippery flesh walls were tightly squeezing my fingers.
I slowly moved my two fingers while scolding her.
"You shouldn't touch yourself without permission. You already have weak stamina and always collapse first. Can you afford to waste energy?"
It was true.
In the latter part of sex, she had already climaxed one or two more times than me.
Because of that, her stamina would drop, and if I teased her for a while, I would soon find her collapsed.
I didn't play with my precious part often, so I tended to last longer, but...
Even excluding that, her stamina was quite weak.
"Hmm...! No... I wasn't tired..."
She denied it with a moan as I said that.
From her perspective, it seemed quite embarrassing to be tired in bed before me, a 'man'.
Well, the outcome of victory or defeat in bed is an important matter as a 'woman'. Since it's connected to confidence, it's not easy to admit.
"Yeah, I know you're a cumslut."
Of course, regardless of that, it was a well-known fact that Seong Arin was weak.
I teased her like that and quickly inserted my penis into her vagina.
"Ah!"
A moan echoed.
A thing much longer than a finger stirred inside her.
The tip of the glans was hitting her cervix.
I moved my waist and quietly enjoyed her reaction.
"Ah...! Haa...!"
Once, twice.
Every time I moved in and out of the vaginal entrance, a cry echoed.
Lewd moans hit our wallpaper and reflected back, echoing throughout the one-room.
'Oh, wait.'
I hurriedly covered her mouth. As one side of my palm covered her entire mouth, the volume naturally decreased.
"Hey, be quiet. Others might hear."
If she continued to make noise, our department colleague living next door might think strangely.
That couldn't happen. Strange rumors might spread around the school.
There was nothing more unpleasant than strangers talking about me without knowing me.
So, I hurriedly covered her mouth to prevent that...
"Hmm..."
Suddenly, her vagina tightened more than before. As if she wouldn't let go of my precious part.
It seemed like some switch was turned on by that action just now.
That's right, she was excited by what I just said!
Come to think of it, covering the mouth is a common act in rape scenes.
It's when the perpetrator suppresses the victim who is screaming for help.
Of course, now it was just about blocking a moan, and I didn't cover her mouth with bad intentions.
But it was enough to feel the atmosphere.
Then, it's right to go along with that.
"Keep your mouth shut and stay still."
I said that and flipped her over. A curved butt and smooth back were visible.
Still, my penis was connected to her vaginal entrance. In that state, I lifted her upper body up.
"Mmm!"
Her back arched like a bow, and her back touched my chest.
The arm that was covering her mouth was wedged under her armpit, restraining her body.
The remaining hand held her stomach to support the unstable posture.
Only the knees and calves were attached to the bed.
This posture, standing and doing it from behind, is professionally called the rear-entry standing position.
I started to slowly move my penis while keeping her mouth covered.
Thud, thud.
Every time her buttocks and pubic area collided, the sound of impact spread throughout the room.
A glimpse of pleasure was flowing from her eyes.
"Ugh, hoo!"
The sound of moans, muffled by the covered mouth, was charming in itself.
The thought that I was suppressing something of hers.
The feeling that I was suggesting something in her actions.
It was enough to feel deep excitement.
Looking down at her face, I could see two pieces of flesh moving roughly up and down.
Every time I thrust my penis into her cervix, her breasts would bounce up as if in reaction.
At this moment, I felt a small emotion.
Ah, that's what a titfuck is. It's not for nothing that it's called a titfuck.
A roughly moving breast was art in itself.
Looking at it made me feel good, and it could give people emotion just by sight, so if that's not art, what is it?
Moreover, the good thing about it compared to a picture is that it's not just 2D but 4D.
I moved the hand that was on her stomach and grabbed her breast.
"Mmm!"
With every movement of my fingers, her ample breast deformed. One part would sink in, and the other parts would swell up. It felt like touching a warm, soft water balloon.
I made a pincer with my thumb and index finger and pinched her nipple.
"Kgh!"
Her moan leaked out. The sound wasn't very loud because I was covering her mouth, but it was clear that she was feeling something.
Ahrin turned her head slightly and looked at me with pitiful eyes.
"Mmm, mmm."
It was a look that seemed to want to say something.
I ignored it.
"What? I can't hear you well."
I twisted her nipple, caught in my hand, lightly to the left and right. It wouldn't hurt, but it would be enough to feel the sensation.
Every time I twisted, a faint moan burst out, and her vagina tightened.
'Oh...'
I let out a small exclamation at the tightening pleasure. This position was a bit tiring, but it was worth it.
Being able to do it from behind while touching her breasts. This is the pinnacle of harmony, combining the advantages of each position!
After twisting her nipple a few more times, the feeling of ejaculation was building up.
I gradually accelerated the piston motion.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Pleasure surged every time flesh collided. Goosebumps were rising along my spine.
"Mmm, hoo, hgh!"
Even with her mouth covered, she diligently let out her moans. The sound escaped, filtered through my palm.
Actually, this level of restraint could be easily shaken off with a bit of struggle, but the fact that she didn't do that must mean she liked it.
I thought so and ejaculated semen into her vagina.
"Kgh."
Squirt, squirt.
Thick semen filled her cervix. As I ejaculated, I grabbed her breast.
"Hmm!"
Was that final touch the finish? Or did the semen entering her do the final blow?
At the same time as I ejaculated, she also started to climax.
A transparent liquid gushed out from her genital area like a fountain. Her arched back convulsed like a spasm.
I held her like that for a moment and then let go of both hands.
"Hoo..."
At the same time, her body collapsed onto the mattress. The ebbing tide from her vagina dripped onto the mattress.
The once clean mattress was getting stained drop by drop.
I looked at that and slapped my forehead.
'Oh, damn.'
How am I going to clean this up?
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