Suspended Time 2
I greedily cupped the swollen mound with both hands.
The soft, elastic touch transmitted through my palms sent a thrill straight to my brain.
"Haa, really... I'm going insane."
I couldn't hold back anymore and lowered my head, taking the red nipple that had risen on the white snowfield into my mouth.
The plump volume filling my mouth and the protrusion at the tip of my tongue stimulating it. Every time I sucked strongly, her cells that had been stopped slowly began to react as if infected by my heat.
The surprising part came next.
Very, very slowly. Her expression was changing.
A fine crack appeared on her face that had been like an emotionless statue. The firmly closed lips parted by millimeters, and an unseen moan was about to escape, and the neatly arranged eyebrows slowly curved as if pleasure and bewilderment were mixed.
Because time flowed too slowly, her excitement was frozen in front of my eyes like layered strata.
In her clear pupils, the focus gradually blurred and a hazy aura settled, and her white cheeks gradually turned into a deep pink from where my touch reached.
"You're feeling it too, right? Hmm?"
I exhaled hot breath near her ear and reached my other hand under the hem of the skirt sliding down her thigh. The nipple rolling in my mouth was already hard and erect.
Her time was like eons slow, but the density of pleasure trapped in that moment pressed me with unparalleled intensity. I breathed out with increasingly rough breaths, sinking deeper into this suspended paradise.
The fingers pushed under the hem of the skirt finally reached the hidden crevice beyond the thin underwear boundary.
"......!"
Surprisingly, the part in contact with me twitched as if waking from sleep, spewing hot heat. Only the part where my skin touched had returned to normal time flow.
When I pushed my finger deep, the narrow, hot inner wall clenched my finger as if waiting.
The dense fluid sensation transmitted through the fingertips. Her body had pierced the shackles of time and was sending immediate pleasure signals only to me.
I couldn't control the excitement about to burst. I roughly unbuckled my pants and pulled out the swollen thing.
When the veiny hot cock was exposed to the air, even the air in the stopped convenience store felt warmed.
I pressed her shoulder and knelt under the counter.
The world was still flowing slowly, but her lips that my hand touched were already trembling as if ready to accept my thing.
Without hesitation, I pushed it deep into her open mouth.
"Uup, um...!"
As soon as it reached the deep part of her throat, her stopped pupils opened wide and convulsed. The muscles around the lips expanded and squeezed in real time to match the size of my thing.
In the static like a stopped screen, only the wet sound of her mouth and my cock interlocking echoed unrealistically loudly.
My cock touching her tongue, the instinctive sensation of wrapping around my cock, I was enveloped in pleasure as if my head was going white.
This was my own world, and absolute domination that only I could enjoy.
I grabbed the back of her head roughly. Feeling the sensation of hair wrapping between my fingers, I started pistoning deep into the throat.
"Uup! Uuuuup... Fuck, it's so fucking good!!"
Her head and mouth touched by my hand were already living in real time. Following the fierce reciprocating motion, her head tilted back, and the neck muscles desperately contracted to swallow my cock.
In the stopped world, only our contact parts heated up with violent friction sounds.
Finally, at the moment I reached the limit, I pierced deep into her throat and poured hot semen.
"Haa, ah...!"
The pleasure given by the intimacy exceeded imagination.
In the middle of the street where tens of thousands of people were stopped, the feeling of raping the beautiful heroine without being caught by anyone sent a thrill through my whole body.
After spitting out sticky liquid for a while, I slowly pulled out my thing.
A trail of what I couldn't swallow flowed like a thread from the corner of her mouth.
"The more I look, the more amazing~"
Her face that my hand touched was slowly, like watercolor paint spreading, flushing red.
I admired her dazed expression for a moment, then regained my reason.
"I need to clean up neatly."
I straightened her disheveled shirt collar, and buttoned up the loosened buttons one by one.
The bra hook that had gone down below the shoulder was fixed firmly again. The body that had just had a stormy orgasm was back to the neat appearance of a convenience store part-timer.
I opened the convenience store door and went out.
Behind my back, her slow lips trying to greet me were visible.
Everything except me was stopped or extremely slow. In this unrealistic quiet, I was the only one remembering the hot touch from just now.
"Really... I feel like I have the whole world. This is my world."
A sly, satisfied smile appeared on my lips. It was only a little past 8 AM.
For today and the suspended world ahead, there was infinite things I could do.
I started walking to the company with lighter steps.
After one big ejaculation, my body was not tired but light as a feather.
How narrow my field of vision had been until now. The street where I walked looking only at the ground every day worrying about lateness had many 'treasures' much more than I thought.
In the stopped crowd, I started leisurely scanning the women like a shopper admiring a department store window.
"Wow, look at that woman's body."
A sigh escaped every time my gaze reached. From the haughty career woman I wouldn't normally approach to the young college student without the childish aura.
They were all just frozen dolls prepared for me.
I approached the prey like choosing with light steps.
I approached the woman with an especially prominent ass behind her, standing looking at her phone on the roadside.
I fearlessly lowered her skirt zipper and pulled it down.
Srruk, below the skirt sliding down smooth skin, white thighs and taut buttocks were revealed.
"Mmm, art."
I reached out and freely fondled and grabbed that heavy mound. Only the part where my skin touched returned to normal time, and the fingers digging in made it bounce elastically and return pleasure.
The addiction didn't stop there. This time, I approached a woman with voluptuous breasts walking in slow motion from the opposite side.
I boldly put my cold hand inside her blouse.
"Oh..."
The overwhelming volume transmitted through the thin underwear. I freely kneaded and distorted the heavy breast that didn't fit in one hand.
Every time I flicked the sensitive nipple with my fingertips, the stopped woman's chest heaved slightly and flushed, more stimulating than any porn.
For 30 minutes of walking, I freely raped dozens of women. Looking into someone's skirt, exploring someone's curved body.
All the beauties on the street existed only to fulfill my sexual desires.
This was reality. And the most perfect and thrilling commute in my life.
Finally, I arrived in front of the company building.
The grand building lobby was no exception. The revolving door was frozen without even making a creaking sound, and the employees crossing the lobby were each fixed in ridiculous poses in mid-air.
This place too, all beings except me were trapped in a sticky swamp of time.
"Huh... Hoo..."
My chest tightened again. It wasn't because of my mood. Standing in the stopped air was like wearing an invisible plastic bag on my head and walking.
The memory of the painful feeling when I was excited at the convenience store earlier, breathing hard as if my lungs would burst, was vivid.
To survive, I had to keep moving. I had to step on the sparse oxygen left behind where I passed, and only then could I breathe.
It was quite harsh survival conditions for a pleasure-seeking hunter, but even that felt like part of this unrealistic game.
Standing in front of the elevator mirror, adjusting my appearance, I suddenly took out my phone.
"...I'm going crazy."
The moment I saw the clear numbers on the screen, my mouth went dry.
The analog clock on the lobby wall was pointing to just a little past 9, but my pocket phone clock had already jumped over 2 PM.
In the time of the world flowing for just tens of minutes, my time had evaporated for more than 5 hours.
But instead of fear, a strange excitement came first. Isn't it that I am enjoying the dense pleasure that others can't experience even in their lifetime compressed in just a few hours?
"Well, after all, it's a life lived once."
I forcibly pried open the stopped elevator door.
Now, on this floor, the department head who had been harassing me and the flower of the planning team I secretly admired were waiting.
Very sweet rewards worth obtaining even by devouring my life force.