Cafe Yano Play (5): Insertion
"Get up. I'll clean you off."
"Okay..."
Min Deulle rises from her spot. Her breasts are still spread wide, letting the semen trickle down in thick streams.
I reach for the gray hoodie she discarded. She startles, nudging my leg with her knee.
"You're not seriously going to wipe it with my clothes, are you? What am I supposed to wear home then?"
It's a dream anyway, so who cares? I don't say it out loud this time. I'm deliberately avoiding any talk of dreams. Min Deulle's doing the same—treating this like it's real life.
This immersion makes it even hotter.
I ignore her protest and start wiping the semen off with the hoodie. She doesn't resist much.
"Lend me your clothes when we head back later, o-oppa."
"So you can sniff them while you masturbate at home?"
"D-do you think I'm some pervert like you? Ah... ♥ Be gentle. It hurts."
I wipe her upper body clean, rubbing the fabric back and forth. Then I toss the cum-soaked hoodie aside and casually grab her gym pants.
"W-why the pants?"
"You didn't swallow it all properly. So let me put it in."
She clutches the waistband, resisting my pull. But her face overflows with uncontrollable excitement. Her nipples are rock-hard, jutting out stiffly.
"You're serious? You like my sister more anyway."
"Right now, I like you too."
"Me... too?"
Her expression twists a little.
"You want it anyway, don't you? Or am I wrong?"
"No?"
"Then move your hand."
"..."
"If you don't want it, your pussy should be nice and dry. If your panties aren't soaked at all, I'll delete the photos right now."
A brief standoff. Min Deulle cautiously releases the pants and fiddles awkwardly with her stomach. I slide them down. As the black panties come into view, a lewd scent hits my nose, stimulating it. They're obviously drenched. The already dark fabric is stained even blacker around the slit.
"Eut... ♥"
I slip a finger into the plump cleft of her pussy. I rub gently, pushing the wet panties against her flesh as I slide my hand up.
"Squeeze it and water's gonna squirt out."
"Th-that bet wasn't fair from the start. I was already... g-getting wet before the blowjob..."
"So it wasn't the semen that got you horny—it was the wild masturbation? Either way, you're plenty perverted."
"..."
I scratch her pussy lightly over the panties. Like petting a puppy's chin, I slide my hand between her thighs and curl my fingers. Then I force some of her pussy lips out from under the fabric, spreading her open.
"It's scorching hot. And so slippery."
"D-don't comment like you're appraising it... Kills the mood."
Min Deulle avoids my gaze, turning her head away. Her face is flushed red, the color spreading to her neck and collarbone. Her lost arms cross under her massive breasts, propping them up.
I hook both hands into her panties and pull them down slowly, grasping the strings at her hips.
"No boyfriend, but you keep it neatly trimmed."
"It's just a habit from my trainee days..."
Beneath the smooth, hairless mound, her pussy clings greedily to the panties. The fabric's wedged deep between her lips, forming an inverted triangle. The stretched panties finally peel away, and Min Deulle shivers with a jolt.
"Wow, look at that pretty pussy."
"..."
"Guess that makes me your first guy, huh?"
I carefully slide a finger in, confirming her hymen's still there. A warm, slick hole with the membrane I'd surely torn intact.
So I can take Min Deulle's virginity over and over...
What happens in dreams just lingers in memory. Using the app to rewrite the past would be different, but whether last time or now, reality stays unchanged. Her pussy's never held a man's cock... Her real womb's never been battered by a glans... That's why the hymen remains.
"C-condom... Please use a condom."
"Like that's gonna be here."
"What if I... g-get pregnant?"
"Then I'll take responsibility and raise it."
"..."
Surprised by the answer, Min Deulle blinks. In that moment, I yank her toward me. Pants and panties fully off, she's completely naked now. My best friend's little sister lets out a cute squeal as she straddles me. Knees on both sides of the sofa, hands on my shoulders—perfect position. Just a slight shift and I can thrust right in.
"This condition's simple. Take it all in and hold for one minute. Pull it out yourself after exactly one minute, and you win. Photos gone."
"..."
I'd originally set it so she'd beg first. She'd propose it herself: creampie in exchange for deleting the photos. But I changed it at the last second.
"I'm being generous. I just came—think I'm gonna blow again in one minute?"
"Y-yeah... Just one minute... Even without a condom... Should be fine."
Min Deulle obediently lifts her knees. She grabs my shaft, positions it, and slowly lowers her hips.
"Huuu..."
It's different this time. Before, I tore her hymen myself. Now, she's using her own weight to rip it. I stroke her waist and thighs, savoring the process. My glans carves into my twenty-year-old little sister's body.
"Kkut...!"
"Congrats. Now you're a real woman."
Hands on my shoulders, she pauses. Her pussy clamps my glans fiercely.
"L-later... I'm telling sis everything. How oppa was my first... Blackmailed me with photos... Took my virginity..."
"Hope we're all three in the same bed by then."
Not impossible with the app. Don't know the cost yet, but adding Min Ari as a character would enable a threesome for sure.
"Same bed as sis... Just imagining it... Is nightmare fuel..."
Min Deulle starts moving again. Lowering her hips bit by bit. But she doesn't swallow me whole right away. She shifts her posture, dragging her glans along her walls.
"Doesn't hurt?"
I ask gently, without pointing it out.
"F-feels weirdly painless. It hurt so much in my mouth... You're such a mess..."
We take our time with the insertion. I thrust my lower body forward to help her take me fully.
"Haa... ♥"
Finally, we're fully connected. Our sexes mesh perfectly. My glans shoves hard against Min Deulle's womb, her walls enveloping every inch of my cock. And that's when it happens. Min Deulle relaxes completely, sharing her body heat with me. From both her breasts, from her nipples—something surges out.
"Nngh... ♥ Wh-what?"
I don't panic. I cup both breasts softly. No need to squeeze hard—just gentle pressure, and milk sprays out in streams.
"What the—did you get pregnant?"
"Wh-why would...? No way! N-not even a cock's been in there, let alone sperm?"
Chuuup—!
"Haang... ♥ Wh-what're you sucking for... on your own..."
I latch onto her left breast, sucking the milk greedily. It flows endlessly with each pull. The sensation's so novel she cradles my head, trembling.
Perfect. It's working just right.
Something impossible in reality. I puzzled over it and settled on lactation. In this state, fully impaled on my cock, even the slightest stimulation makes her leak milk endlessly. Pregnancy isn't required—there's a condition for that. But endless milk only when stuffed full with Uju-mong's cock? That's pure fantasy.
"F-feels so weird... ♥"
We need to stay like this for at least a minute. Then she pulls out fully, and she wins. But victory's not what Min Deulle really craves. Photos vanish on waking anyway. What she seeks here is deeper pleasure. Venting her lust and stress explosively.
Tszup— Tszup— The wet sounds from her pussy. Milk isn't the only thing bursting—our grinding sexes make lewd squelches.
"You sure? Keep moving like that, I might cum inside."
I release her breast, flick my tongue, and ask. She swivels her hips slowly in response.
"Anyway... Y-you planned to creampie me. What guy gets this far... and holds back?"
She's right. Backing out now wouldn't be manly.
"J-just cum inside. I'll take it all."