The Heavy Smoker and the Grim Reaper of the Wheat Fields (8)
Splash—.
“Ugh…”
I kneaded Franc’s breasts, the water sloshing noisily around them. She raised both hands and surrendered her chest to me completely. I rolled her pink nipples between my fingers or licked them slowly with my tongue. When I started sucking on her breast, Franc flinched for a moment in surprise, but then reached out and gently stroked my hair.
“Huuuu… Ah!”
I gave her nipple a light bite with my teeth. Buoyed by the water, her floating breasts sent sharp jolts of pleasure through her body. Sluuuuurp… —Chu.
I finally pulled my tongue away from the nipple I’d been sucking so eagerly. I could have spent all day on them, but if I wasn’t careful I’d end up doing nothing but sucking on her tits until the end.
I ran my hand along Franc’s waistline like always. It was the signal between us that I was moving on to her lower half to caress her pussy.
Squish.
Her hairless, tightly closed slit accepted my finger. The cold stream water that entered alongside it made Franc’s whole body tense up.
Splash— Splash—.
It was the same petting I always gave her, but the water amplified every sound. After repeating the motions long enough to loosen her properly, I withdrew my finger.
“Huuuu…”
Franc let out a moan from the teasing and laced her fingers together beneath her breasts. The way they were squeezed into a heart shape was unbearably erotic. Still in that pose, she looked up at my face as if asking, What are you going to do to me?
“Franc. Want to turn around?”
“…Turn around?”
She looked confused. I wondered if she already knew about anal, but decided to let the thought pass for now.
“Doggy style… I mean, from behind. There aren’t many positions we can manage while standing.”
“Ah, okay. So I just turn around?”
“Lift your hips up too.”
“My hips too? …Like this?”
Holding onto the rock, Franc awkwardly raised her backside. I grabbed her waist and lifted her. The water’s buoyancy made it easy.
“Relax and breathe. Don’t tense up.”
I spoke softly to reassure her, then pressed my glans against the entrance of her pussy. Her tightly closed slit modestly bit down on the cock it hadn’t seen in days.
Sluuurp.
The sound of insertion mixed with the water. I slowly pushed forward with my hips after pulling back.
“Ughk, kuh. Uuht…!”
It still felt tight today, but it went far more smoothly than our first time or the bath sex. Franc was clearly getting used to the sensation of taking me in.
Sluuuurp…!
Squish…!
My cock sank all the way in, reaching the deepest part of her just like last time. I wondered what it felt like to have her insides so completely filled. Looking back at me over her shoulder, Franc’s heated gaze held nothing but pure pleasure.
“Franc. You okay?”
“Yeah. I can’t struggle every single time.”
She even smiled at me. It didn’t seem forced, so I smiled back. Then I pulled my hips back, withdrawing until only half my length remained inside her.
Squish….Squelch— Squelch—.
“Uhuuu…. Haaaa…”
When I started thrusting, Franc’s waist sank downward. It was a natural reaction from her body losing strength, but with my cock buried inside her, lowering her hips drove me even deeper. She was essentially impaling herself with her own weight.
“Ahht?!”
Startled, Franc tried to lift her hips quickly, but I stopped her. Holding her waist so she couldn’t rise, I began bouncing my hips in short, rapid strokes.
“—Hyat?!”
The glans spearing through her vagina happened to jab a certain spot on her inner wall. Franc’s pussy contracted with a violent reaction I had never seen from her before. This was it. This was Franc’s weak point.
“…Hup!”
With a level of focus so intense that even if my ancestor recited lottery numbers in a dream I wouldn’t lose concentration, I memorized the exact spot and attacked it relentlessly. Just below the cervical opening. I stabbed without mercy at the vaginal wall at the perfect angle only possible in this position.
Sluuuuurp sluuuurp thump thump thump thump!!
“Hukuuuuh…?! N-Nord?! Wait, please…!”
Franc staggered hard, losing her grip on the rock for a moment before grabbing it again. Her blue eyes looking back at me shook wildly.
“Just a little… huu. Go a little slower…! Huuuuht…?! Right now it feels way too good…! I, ughk…! I can’t take it…! My waist’s going to give out again…!”
It was a tearful, sincere plea. But our dear girlfriend really didn’t understand a man’s heart at all. No, she could ignore every other man’s feelings a hundred times over, but she should have at least known mine. If she had, she never would have said something that stimulated my lust so perfectly.
“Today I’ll handle your share of the work too. Just relax and enjoy it.”
I kept the pace of my hips steady as I spoke. My cock was hitting her pinpoint weak spot more and more often. Moving back and forth by barely one or two centimeters, I kept pressing her pleasure nerves in rapid succession.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch—!!
“Oguuuuht…?! Hyaat?!”
Slip—. The hand gripping the rock gave out and Franc nearly fell into the water. I quickly caught her with the hand on her waist.
“…Ught.”
Unfortunately, it happened right as I thrust, so with gravity and the force of her own body, the impaled Franc let out a strange noise and went completely limp. Thanks to our height difference her face didn’t submerge, but her long black hair floated on the surface.
“Oops.”
I hurriedly lifted her so her face wouldn’t go underwater. Franc, eyes completely unfocused, drooped her head against my shoulder. Once again, I had failed to adjust properly and pushed her straight to her limit without realizing it.
I felt utterly pathetic for getting excited at the sight of Franc passing out from the pleasure I gave her.
That was when it happened.
Rustle, rustle.
The sound of something pushing through branches and approaching the stream.
Startled, I stopped trying to wake Franc and focused every ounce of attention on my hearing.
Crack.
Even the sound of stepping on a fallen branch. Someone was definitely coming this way.
Urgency rising, I whispered into Franc’s ear.
“Franc! Wake up! Someone’s coming toward us!”
“…Uht, huuk?!”
Life snapped back into Franc’s eyes. Her head whipped around to look behind the rock.
“Ugh, this fucking valley. Finally found it.”
“Hurry up and wash already. The smell of shit is so bad no one could stand it.”
“Hey, are you serious! I rinsed it yesterday, it doesn’t smell!”
The voices of two men. Unexpected intruders.
“Enough, just wash. Your arm’s covered in manure—how do you expect to clean that with well water?”
“Fuuuck… This is exactly why I didn’t want this request.”
It was a conversation between two middle-aged men with deep, gravelly voices. They had come from the opposite direction we had—from the far bank where we’d left our clothes.
“…………!!”
Franc clapped a hand over her mouth at the sound. But because my cock was still buried inside her, the sudden contraction of her vaginal walls made me moan and lose my footing.
“Ugh…!”
Splash!!
“Huk!!”
“Who’s there?!”
We weren’t the only ones surprised. The middle-aged men had clearly assumed the valley was empty. They shouted in alarm at the splash I’d caused.
Shing—!
Fuck, these bastards drew their swords first. I frowned at the sound of blades leaving their sheaths. Franc trembled helplessly, unsure what to do.
I couldn’t let my girlfriend shake in fear. First I stopped Franc, who was trying to pull my cock out. If she stepped down now and made another loud splash, things would get even messier.
If they started yelling something like Not just you, the bastard hiding come out too! I might have to expose the completely naked Franc to these strangers.
So I stroked her back soothingly and called out.
“Ah, sorry! I got here first!”
“Whoever you are, show yourself!”
“Yes, of course. But I think you might recognize me. I’m the guy who’s been doing an excellent job harvesting at Mr. Hotulusil’s farm these past few days. Haven’t you seen me?”
While speaking, I kept Franc in my arms and carefully poked only my face out from behind the rock. My ridiculously long cock made pulling out difficult, so it remained buried inside her.
Squeeeeze….
The moment I showed myself, Franc tightened her insides even harder. I made sure they couldn’t see her at all, but her anxiety didn’t vanish.
“Huh? Are you the one who was talking with old man Gentric?”
The middle-aged men recognized my face.
An unexpected name, but it worked in our favor.
“Hehe. That’s right. I came to wash off the sweat from working. You know Mr. Gentric?”
“Know him? That old man is older than us yet healthier. It’s impressive.”
“I completely agree.”
Squeeeeze….
Franc, hand over her mouth and eyes filled with tears, didn’t dare move in case they noticed. Only the vaginal walls gripping my cock continued their silent scream, repeatedly clenching and relaxing.
“Anyway, did you two come to wash too?”
“Not me, this friend here. He spilled manure from the bucket onto his arm and now he reeks.”
“Hey! I said it was just a little! Say that one more time and I’ll kill you!”
The thick-bodied middle-aged man spoke. Looking closer, only his right sleeve was rolled up. That must be where the manure landed.
“Are you just rinsing your hands? Still… having manure in the water I’m using to wash is a bit…”
“Fuck. I’ll rinse here and go in, so don’t worry.”
The huffing man scooped stream water with a wooden basket and poured it over his arm.
Splash—.Shaaaa—.
“Kuu…!! Damn cold. How are you enduring this?”
“Hehe. I’m seriously regretting it too. It’d probably be better if you didn’t come in.”
Please just leave. I prayed silently while hiding behind the rock. Franc must have felt the same, because the pressure around my cock eased slightly.
“Sorry, but that won’t do. It feels dirty, so I need to wash properly.”
The middle-aged man, who apparently never listened to anyone, started stripping off his clothes. Fuck. Why were middle-aged men these days such damn exhibitionists? It was infuriating. At least I was safely hidden behind the rock. Just as I felt a flicker of relief at avoiding the visual assault, the man spouted even more nonsense.
“Hey, you come out here too. What are you hiding for? We’re all men.”
“…?!”
Franc, still in my arms, was shocked by the absurd suggestion. The folds gripping my cock tightened again. The repeated loosening and clenching made me click my tongue inwardly.
I was also extremely tense, one step away from discovery. My heart pounded like it would explode, and Franc’s wriggling pussy kept stimulating me, slowly building a gentle urge to cum. It felt like I’d been edging for a long time. The sensation that even the slightest extra stimulation would make me explode crept up around my waist.
“Sorry, but, uh, fuck. There’s really no need for me to come over there…”
Trying to think of an excuse while enduring the stimulation from my cock, I ended up babbling like an idiot. Franc’s heart was beating so hard I could almost hear it despite her large breasts. The ending to this absolute mess of a situation came in a way I could never have imagined.
Squish.
“…Huh?”
Something touched the glans of my cock, still buried deep inside Franc. I couldn’t comprehend it. What could possibly be touching me when I was already all the way at the end?
Sluuuurp….
“Uh, uhhh?”
Whatever touched my glans twitched and seemed to interlock with my urethra. There was a slight gap, but no room for it to enter further.
Fuck, is this… her cervix?
The continuous changes left me in total confusion. I had always thought the idea of a woman’s cervix descending to meet a cock was pure fantasy, yet it was happening right now.
“────.”
Franc had also realized her cervix had come down. She stared at me with a completely dazed expression. She had forgotten to cover her mouth. Still in the doggy-style position with hair in her mouth, her utterly wrecked side profile filled my vision.
Spurt.
…Human sexual arousal has many triggers besides simple stimulation. This situation was exactly that for me. The risk of being caught having sex, Franc’s uterus coming down to welcome my cock for impregnation, and seeing her face inches away looking completely lost at the realization.
Yes. Fuck. The dam burst.
Gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle!!!
The sensation of semen rushing up my long urethra from my balls!
Fuck, I’m done for!
Fucked fucked fucked fucked fucked fucked!!
—Clamp!!
In a trance I covered Franc’s mouth with my large hand. I knew she would cry out.
Squeeeeeeze…!!
I pressed her body against the smooth rock. It was a terrible thing to do, but I was desperate, so the thought that I shouldn’t never entered my mind.
“…………?!?!”
Sandwiched between me and the rock in doggy style, Franc couldn’t even moan because her mouth was covered. With one arm supporting her body and the other hand clamped over her mouth, I unloaded everything I had.
Spurrrrrt.
Spurrrrrrrrrrrrrrt!!!
My cock gushed like a fully opened faucet. After several days, the semen was ridiculously thick. It felt like I was pumping out yogurt.
The massive load instantly filled Franc’s vagina and overflowed.
“………!! ……!!”
The massive load instantly filled Franc’s vagina and overflowed.
“………!! ……!!”
Pressed between the rock and my torso, Franc’s legs couldn’t reach the ground because of our height difference. Completely restrained front and back in my embrace, she flailed her only free limbs—her legs—like a fish thrown onto land.
Flap flap!! Flap flap!!
Spurrrrrrrrrrt!!! Spurrrrrrrrrrt!!!
Regardless, my cock mercilessly continued ejaculating. The pleasure was so intense my own legs nearly gave out. I was just as desperate as Franc to hold back my moans. But in my stupidity, the harder I tried to stay quiet, the harder my hand pressed down on her nose and mouth.
“……?! ……!! ……?! ……!!!!!!!!”
Spurt!!! Spurt!!! Spurrrrrrrrrrt!!
Drip drip drip.
Semen overflowed from Franc’s pussy where it was pressed against the rock and kept falling into the stream. At this point even they couldn’t help but notice something was off. The middle-aged man who had come to wash asked dumbly.
“What’s that sound? Are you pissing over there?”
“Ah, uh, no. That can’t be. This isn’t piss, it’s…”
Fuck. My mind was completely blank. My cock was still pumping with orgasmic pleasure, that fucking outdoor-sex guest shit-stinking middle-aged man kept talking, Franc was dying in a standing mating press, and I had no idea how to resolve this. No, seriously—what the hell do I do?
I babbled incoherently while continuing to creampie Franc. Even a high-school liberal-arts student whose older sister kicked open the door right as he was about to cum from jerking off and asked him to help with differentiation problems would have had more mental composure than me right now.
Spurrrrrrt…!Gurgle….
“───…….”
Unable to endure the breathless creampie, Franc’s eyes rolled back halfway. Her vaginal walls went completely limp as if she had fainted, and all resistance from her cervix vanished. My cock sank into her cervical opening with a thunk as though being sucked in.
It was a terrible comparison to make about Franc, but it felt like my glans had been caught by a small suction cup.
Squirt.
I could only describe it that way.
Spurt spurt spurt!! Stream after stream—.
I could feel the semen shooting straight from the glans lodged in her cervix directly into her uterus. The immoral thrill of violating Franc’s baby room was swallowed by the pleasure of ejaculation.
Damn it, this is bad. What if she gets an infection? Should I take her to the temple later for disinfectant treatment? I was so out of it that I was already worrying about future problems when the current crisis wasn’t even resolved.
In the middle of that total chaos, I somehow came up with an excuse.
“Th-that, um, this is… it’s pus. Pus.”
Pus from my cock. In that no matter how much you squeeze it keeps coming endlessly, it really was exactly like pus.