Chapter 39
Chapter 39
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: Experience
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“Haaah… Hic…”
Iris panted for breath as she pondered how things had come to this.
All she’d done was accept the offer to help, so why… why was she now writhing in ecstasy, her vision going white?
She had no idea.
Her mind was such a mess that her thoughts wouldn’t connect.
Even without sniffing, a thick fragrance tickled her nostrils.
A strangely sticky, sweet, nutty scent—Evelyn’s body odor, mixed with the lewd aroma from the viscous fluid.
They said the nose fatigued quickly and stopped smelling after a while.
But this cocktail of mingled scents shifted and changed like changing clothes every time her nose complained of exhaustion.
Iris felt her mind going blank as she drowned in the aroma, savoring the sensation of floating aimlessly like driftwood on waves.
It had only been a little groping of her breasts… well, no, it had been pretty intense.
But was this really how it was supposed to end up?
The thought made her feel abnormal, filling her with self-loathing.
But soon, Iris weakly shook her head inwardly, rationalizing it with excuses.
‘…It’s all because of that Sensitivity stat and the Lewdness one or whatever.’
It wasn’t that she was weird… or a pervert. The problem was this body.
Having found a justification—not rationalization—Iris, still gasping for air, sensed something off.
The pleasure rising from her chest had faded, and things felt strangely quiet.
It took her a while to notice the change.
She’d just been thrashing about in waves of ecstasy, after all.
So.
Squelch.
‘Huh…?’
Feeling a part of her body parting, she froze stiff like someone trapped in ice.
“W-What!?”
“Hnn…”
A novel sensation that somehow didn’t feel unfamiliar—a bizarre feeling.
When Iris cracked her eyes open.
She saw Evelyn moving oddly, staring intently at something with a face full of excitement.
Evelyn seemed not to hear Iris’s voice, furrowing her brow in dissatisfaction as if something wasn’t to her liking.
At that moment.
Thud.
“Eek!?”
Something producing a weird texture bumped against Iris’s tiny, hardened nub of pleasure.
Her hypersensitive body arched her back slightly from that shallow stimulus.
And the thing that had glanced off finally found its mark.
Squelchhh…
“Nngh—!?”
“Haaah…”
It pried open the tight slit Iris had clenched shut.
Iris let out a loud cry, confused and unable to comprehend what was happening to her.
What the hell was going on right now?
What was this foreign sensation…?
Squelch.
As she reeled in confusion, Evelyn slowly pushed her hips forward, pausing to catch her breath from the pressure that felt like it might snap her off.
The seamless tightness gripping her… far from painful, it felt incredibly good.
She instantly understood why her creation had failed before.
The tip was squeezed tight, yet enveloped in soft plushness. The drenched flesh clung slickly, soothing the hard shaft like a gentle caress.
…Opposing sensations hitting at once—an uncanny feeling.
Evelyn instinctively knew she could go deeper and thrust her hips all the way in.
If she was only trying it once, she had to go all the way, right?
The sensation of parting the taut flesh and advancing.
It didn’t pale in comparison to any pleasure she’d felt before. No, it was far better. The pleasures Evelyn had known were closer to the thrill of accomplishment anyway.
While she savored the ecstasy and sense of achievement.
Iris, whose mind had gone blank from bewilderment, felt the foreign intruder making even breathing laborious.
And vaguely realized what was happening to her.
She thought she should stop Evelyn right away and reached out.
But Iris couldn’t. No, she couldn’t bring herself to.
“St-Stopughh!?”
Squelch!
The large, hard foreign object forcing its way inside—a repulsive sensation.
…Or it should have been repulsive, but Iris felt a lightning bolt flash through her mind. Her vision whitened, stars bursting and sparkling like a strike.
Flesh parting as the intruder entered—it should have hurt.
Squelchhh.
Every time something thicker pushed deeper.
A flood of pleasure melted her brain.
Iris forgot what she’d been about to do moments ago.
“Kk, hng…?”
Her face blank with confusion, she let out lewd moans while drool dripped from her mouth.
The hard invader delved deeper.
She couldn’t believe the human body had such a large space connected to the outside.
Squelchhh…
Even stranger: it was surely a first-time sensation.
Yet… it felt familiar.
Not quite that familiar… she didn’t know.
Iris couldn’t figure out how to interpret it.
“W-Wai, t-too dee— Ev—”
But sensing danger, she tried to speak.
Slap!
Thud!
“Guh…”
The loud sound of flesh slapping flesh made Iris dry-heave.
The hard thing hit her deepest spot, bringing an unprecedented pressure.
A pressure crushing a place she’d never felt before.
Her mind reeled.
Thoughts wouldn’t form.
After heaving, Iris gulped air through her soaked mouth, desperate for more oxygen.
The pressure remained, but thoughts began stirring in her mind again.
Evelyn having thrust fully and stopped probably helped, but anyway.
“E-Ev… Evel…yn.”
No time for formalities.
Her voice carried a desperate plea.
When it reached Evelyn’s ears.
Feeling the flesh squeeze her tight, Evelyn sensed blood rushing to her lower body again—enough to make her dizzy.
“Hnn…”
Evelyn’s slender body overlapped Iris’s. No worry of injury—Iris had ample soft cushioning.
Her ample breasts met Evelyn’s modest ones.
Evelyn still wore clothes, so no bare breasts pressing together, but Iris’s compressed under Evelyn’s weight, spilling along her small frame.
The hard shaft crushed Iris’s tight insides, insisting there was more room, lifting her hips slightly off the ground.
An indescribable sound leaked from Iris’s mouth.
Like someone drowning, flailing in the sea.
Or a throat strangled by overwhelming pleasure.
Hearing it from breath-sharing distance, Evelyn shuddered with unfamiliar emotion. The deeply embedded shaft trembled too.
“Eeeek!?”
Crushed by pressure and pleasure, Iris climaxed.
Swept by the waves, she flailed and clung to Evelyn like a lifeline, squirting clear fluid in spurts.
She couldn’t handle it.
She’d climaxed from mere breast play, after all.
Resisting this violent pleasure onslaught would’ve been the weird part.
And Evelyn, holding her and gazing down.
Felt her heart pounding.
A sharper thrill than succeeding at a tricky potion brew.
Commonly called conquest, but Evelyn didn’t know the term.
She just… wanted more of this feeling.
And more pleasure from her lower body.
Iris’s disheveled face looked so lewd and beautiful.
‘I just wanted to try inserting once.’
Breaths mingling, noses nearly touching.
Evelyn whispered cautiously into Iris’s ear.
If she felt more of this… she could make it properly, right?
“T-Teacher… um, c-can I… try moving…?”
“Hnn… Heh…?”
The wet, lewd voice tickled Evelyn’s ear.
To her, it sounded like permission.
…Naturally.
Iris’s utterly relaxed face looked blissfully content.
If it were something she shouldn’t do, it wouldn’t feel this good, right?
‘Oh, right…’
Contraception… she’d thought of it.
Evelyn twitched her hips, mulling it over.
“Hkkuh!?”
Thinking of condoms—as long as nothing went inside, it should be fine.
‘Just pull out, right?’
Yeah.
I really am smart.
Decision made, still embraced by Iris.
She slowly withdrew the shaft.
Squelchhh.
With a strange sound.
Evelyn’s long, hard member scraped Iris’s inner folds as it pulled out.
Every catch on the large glans made drool trickle from Evelyn’s mouth.
It felt… too good.
Iris seemed happy too—her gripping flesh clung and released with wet sucks.
Each ridge overcome sent sparkling pleasure flashing through Iris’s mind.
Twinkling stars rained down, rattling her senses wildly.
Her flailing body naturally hugged Evelyn tighter.
Evelyn took it as true permission and moved vigorously.
Before Iris’s inner flesh could bulge out following the withdrawing shaft, Evelyn slammed her hips forward.
Thud!
“Haa…”
“Kehk…! Haaek…!”
Evelyn didn’t pause now.
Thrust in.
Pull out.
Buried in Iris’s ample breasts, kneading them, she pounded away—Smack! Smack! Smack!
Thud! Thud! The squeezing flesh on thrusts was electric; breasts and leaking fluids were ecstatic.
She wondered if Iris banned this in class because it felt too good.
Maybe… Teacher’s special… Ohhh…!
C-Could I… make something like this?
I d-don’t know but… it f-feels too gooood…!
Losing reason, Evelyn shook her hips like a beast in heat.
The suffocating mingled scents and pleasure had softened her mind.
Consumed by the hard, massive thing.
Only breeding instinct remained.
“Guh, kehk, ahk, ahh… Ah, eek…!”
She crushed Iris beneath her.
Smack! Slap! Smack! Slap!
Then, a shred of reason sensed impending release, twitching to pull back.
But Iris clung like a lifeline.
She couldn’t fully withdraw.
And so.
Spurt, spurt.
Shallow inside, like urinating, she emptied her thick load into Iris.
“Haa…”
A dizzying sensation like her soul departing washed over Evelyn.
She felt her consciousness might slip inside Iris.
Squirt! Spuuurt!
Having painted Iris’s insides white, Evelyn.
Collapsed like a drained battery.
Onto Iris’s breasts.
A satisfied smile bloomed on her face.
Iris, gripping her like a tube.
…Looked utterly wrecked.
Hair matted with sweat clung to her face.
Her dazed eyes brimmed with unknown moisture; her mouth soaked with saliva.
Iris finally let go of her tenuous hold on consciousness.
Hearing distant bubbling sounds, she blacked out.
A dissatisfied voice seemed to murmur.
But it didn’t rouse her.
Inside the screen.
It brimmed more than ever with sticky, thick fragrance.