In the Back Alley (2)
A back alley at midnight was all but deserted.
Finding anyone on the streets of Dilmun at this hour was nearly impossible — after all, this was a holy island only Purity Academy students could set foot on.
Everyone was asleep.
The diligent students — the ones obsessed with keeping their grades up, determined to set an example befitting an elite academy — kept strict routines of early bedtimes and disciplined living to maintain their bodies.
In other words, the odds of anyone wandering into this back alley were close to zero.
And yet, somehow, outdoor intimacy was still a challenge.
"Solis..."
"Speak, noona."
"No one's going to come here, right?"
Worry rippled through her damp, glistening eyes.
She was the one who'd suggested it, but now that things were underway, she seemed embarrassed.
"Don't worry. No one is coming to this place."
I'd anticipated exactly this, so I had scattered mana around our surroundings to keep watch. The only things registering within its radius were a few bugs and the sewer rats below.
Sex! Woohoo!
Granted, there were a couple of uninvited spectators watching all this, but I didn't really care. As long as she didn't know, it didn't matter.
Being seen by others could make for a fun little show in its own right, but since Yupi wouldn't have wanted that, I let it be.
Enough digression, then. Shall we get started?
Squish!
"Hahh!"
I grabbed Yupi's chest and gave it a squeeze.
A moan spilled out into the silent alley, and a pink glow seemed to settle over the grimy little space.
"Gently, a little..."
"Ah, sorry."
I'd grabbed harder than I meant to.
Back when she'd been in her armor, it took this much pressure for her to feel anything — but this was our first time with her stripped bare, and I'd misjudged the calibration.
Uncharacteristically clumsy of me. Not subtle at all.
"That should be better now."
"Mmmh..."
Having gotten the feel for it, I continued.
Kneading and working my hands over her with the same devoted care a baker gives his dough. I cupped her full breasts in my large palms and pinched her nipples between my fingers, moving at a leisurely rhythm — no rush, just savoring the right amount of grip — until Yupi's shoulders gave a shudder.
"Uuuunh..."
She let out the contented sigh of a customer enjoying a good massage, melting right there. Her stiff shoulders loosened, her expression went soft, and she leaned her body against mine.
"Could you... take care of this side too?"
Perhaps her chest alone wasn't enough — she ran her own hand down over her lower body.
Lewd fingers tracing curves along the outline of her clothes. When she looked up at me with dewy eyes and begged, I didn't make her wait.
Shlop!
"Haaah..."
We met each other's eyes, confirmed the unspoken consent, and pressed our lips together to share a kiss.
A bitter hint of alcohol spread between us, coated in sweet, sticky saliva.
Slip...
Meanwhile, my hand stayed busy, gliding over her jeans.
From thigh to hip, from hip to mound. Stroking over it, rubbing, pressing down, then digging in.
"Uuuungh!"
Her panties were driven up deep into the cleft of her pussy. I probed at her with the relentless persistence of a drill boring into the ground, and Yupi couldn't hold back her cries.
"Mmph, huuuh!"
I sealed her mouth with mine to keep the noise from escaping.
Those lewd, sweet-and-sour sounds of hers — I claimed them like they belonged to me and no one else.
It wasn't exactly hygienic, but nobody having sex was fussing over that. This moment was enough — bodies entwined, grinding against each other, letting the lust pour out.
"Hooooh... We've done it so many times, but I still can't keep up with you. Aren't you a little too good at this?"
"It comes with practice, noona. You'll get there soon enough."
With that said, I laid my hands on Yupi's clothes.
Peeled off her sweater, tugged her pants down, and there she stood in nothing but her underwear.
Red — the color of passion. I'd always thought it suited her fiery temperament perfectly.
"I... I'm embarrassed."
Yupi crossed her arms and pressed her legs together, trying to shield her bare skin from view. She was hyper-aware of our surroundings — honestly, stripping down outdoors takes nerve, and even the boldest would blush.
"It's fine. You're about to look even more incredible, so why fuss?"
Snk.
"Hyaah!"
Without delay, my hands went to her underwear.
The moment I unhooked her bra and began sliding her panties down, Yupi grabbed my arm to stop me — though of course it was halfhearted, pure pretense. She was playing out the scenario of being stripped against her will, and we both knew it.
"Uuu... I'd rather you not look."
"Bold words, for someone acting this daring?"
The last layer came away, and there she was, utterly bare, letting out a flustered little whine of embarrassment.
And yet, between her legs — spread wide open — clear droplets were dripping down one after another. Yupi's pussy was announcing, in the most lewdly vivid way possible, that it was more than ready.
She parted herself for me, welcoming me in.
"I'm coming in."
"...Come to me."
I shed my pants and drew out my cock, aimed at the woman waiting before me. The menacingly rigid shaft plunged into her cleft in a single stroke.
Sluuurp!
"Aaahngh!"
Merely from the penetration, Yupi threw her head back and came. Her lascivious moans rang out and echoed far into the distance, like a cry bouncing off a mountainside.
Her thoroughly developed inner walls were so sensitive that even the slightest touch was enough to set her off.
"Haaah! That's good!"
"Feeling better now, noona?"
"I... haaah... am. My head feels like... it's floating."
Slap, slap, slap!
The instant Yupi confirmed my cock was buried inside her, she began rocking her hips.
My shaft pistoned roughly in and out of her soaked little hole, carving its path again and again.
"I'll do the moving... You just stay still, Solis."
Determined to take the lead, Yupi laid me down and threw herself into the sex with total abandon.
Flesh swallowed me and released me in endless rhythm, but beyond the swift friction, the heat it generated, and the fierce clenching of her pussy, there was no resistance at all.
Again, and again, and again. Since we'd become lovers, I'd pumped into her dozens — hundreds — of times. Her hole had long since reshaped itself into my exact mold.
She was no greenhorn anymore, fumbling and gushing embarrassingly at the first touch — she'd been nailed half to death on my专属 rod, turned into a devoted onahole custom-built for me. A seasoned veteran who'd sampled every position worth sampling — and knowing that, I trusted her and let her ride.
"Haah, it feels so good!"
Her sturdy, plump walls clamped down on my cock and simply would not let go. Greedy as a snapping turtle that never releases what it bites.
"Aaaah, how did I ever live having forgotten this? More... hahh, give me more."
Slap slap slap!
All those moments of anxiety and unease, the painful, exhausting things that had come before. Even when she'd been swaying drunk, she couldn't wipe the bitterness from her face.
And now she was blowing all of it away with a single round of sex.
"Hnnnngh! It's reaching all the way inside! I can feel it, aaahhh!"
Watching her work it out so wholesomely(?) put me in a good mood too.
"Noona, can I let it out soon?"
Shocks were radiating through my lower belly, pressure building against my prostate — it was getting hard to hold back. They say holding it in is bad for you, so I signaled that I was close.
"Hahh! Yes, don't hold back — come! I'll take it... hnngh... all!"
Slap slap slap slap slap!
At my words, Yupi picked up the pace.
Pap! Pap! The air compressed and burst between us with every thrust as I drove forward, my hips bucking helplessly in answer. The rising tide of climax surged up, and I didn't fight it — I let it burst.
Spluuurt!
"Hnnnnngh!"
With a massive load of semen pumping into her in wave after wave, Yupi trembled uncontrollably in pleasure.
Every ounce of strength gone, she went limp and collapsed against me like she was falling.
"Haa... haa... Are you okay, Solis?"
"I'm perfectly fine. What about you, noona?"
"I think I'm a little spent."
A far cry from her boundless energy just moments ago, Yupi was now drowning in the lingering afterglow. The strength had drained from her legs — the eager service she'd given me from on top had vanished without a trace, and now she groaned and fussed like an invalid.
"Allow me to help."
I pulled some tissues from my pocket and wiped the sweat and seed from her body. Leaving no trace that we'd coupled here was simply good manners.
Squeeeeze!
"Noona Yupi?"
"Can we stay like this, just a little longer?"
But then Yupi wrapped her arms around me. She held me so tightly, as if she'd never let go, that I couldn't very well pull away.
"If that's what you want, noona, then so be it."
"Thank you."
Naked as we were out in the open, I felt no chill. Quite the opposite — a cold breeze drifted through, cooling our sweat-soaked, feverish bodies just right.
"This is comfortable. And warm. I think I understand now why people seek tenderness in another's arms."
"Whenever you want it, just say the word. I'll squeeze time out of nothing and make it happen."
"Hehe, I'll be counting on you then."
A smile spread across Yupi's face. The tearful, worry-worn expression she'd worn in the confessional was nowhere to be found.
Human feelings are fickle things — come tomorrow, she might sink right back into gloom. But one thing was certain: she had cooled her fevered head, if only a little, and had rediscovered her will to live.
At the very least, she'd found the strength to face tomorrow. And I was content with that.
Only after holding her for a long while, just as she'd asked, did we finally exchange a simple goodbye and part ways.