Chapter 109
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 109
Chapter Title: Flesh Assault
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Ian felt the world spinning.
He'd been goaded by Chayuri into downing shot after shot of strong liquor, making it hard to stay conscious.
-An... are you okay...
Chayuri's voice echoed faintly from afar.
But all Ian could manage was a groan like "Ughhh...", unable to respond properly.
And so, in a daze, he staggered along after Chayuri for quite a while.
The cool night air gradually cleared his head a bit as they walked.
"Ugh... uhh...?"
Whether he'd dozed off mid-stride or not.
When Ian came to, he found himself in an unfamiliar room.
It wasn't a dorm room.
Squish-
As he moved his head, something incredibly soft and squishy pressed against it.
Only then did Ian realize he was practically buried in someone's embrace.
"I-Ian?"
It was Chayuri.
Come to think of it, they'd drunk a lot together.
Chayuri had said something about walking him back to the dorm...
With those thoughts, Ian pushed himself up.
Even through the alcohol haze, he could feel Chayuri tense beneath him.
And instinctively, he rolled onto the bed beside them.
A slightly firmer mattress than the dorm ones cradled his weight.
It was a motel bed.
Swish...
Chayuri quietly sat down beside him on the bed.
Ian lay there, staring at Chayuri's rigid back.
The mini-dress clung tightly.
Chayuri's slender waist and wide hips were on full display.
How had he ever thought this was a guy? The line from neck to arms was pale and delicate.
"..."
"..."
An awkward silence hung in the room.
Ian's head still throbbed, the alcohol not fully worn off.
Chayuri wasn't that drunk, but being alone with a guy on a bed for the first time had them incredibly tense.
'Just pressing my body against him is enough to attack a man on its own!'
Chayuri recalled Nayu's advice.
Use a flesh assault to make him swallow the bait.
They knew it meant that kind of man-woman relationship.
But how exactly do you press your body against him?
Hug him or something?
Chayuri inched closer to Ian's side, inwardly debating whether to embrace him.
But Chayuri didn't need to agonize long.
Knead... knead...
"H-Huh?"
Suddenly, something began massaging Chayuri's ass.
It was Ian.
Drunk as he was, Ian kneaded Chayuri's ass like he was possessed.
"I-Ian... ugh..."
It was a new sensation, but not unwelcome.
Ian squeezed and released Chayuri's ass greedily, like he wanted to devour it.
Soon, he sat up fully and gripped it with both hands.
"Chayuri. Stand up."
"Y-Yes...?"
Was he sobering up?
No, not quite.
Ian's eyes were unfocused.
In truth, Ian was half-awake, half-drunk.
With instincts overriding reason, Chayuri's body was irresistible to him as a man.
His crotch was already rock-hard, rationality long gone.
"Understood..."
Chayuri stood as Ian commanded.
Ian sat on the edge of the bed, Chayuri standing before him.
Ian's face was level with Chayuri's chest.
They'd never felt shy exposing themselves before,
but for some reason, Chayuri suddenly wanted to cover their mini-dress.
It wasn't unpleasant.
Ian's gaze sent thrilling chills everywhere it landed.
Half-exposed chest. Thighs. Navel peeking through the tight fabric. Ass curve and between the legs.
Just his eyes made Chayuri's legs tremble with unfamiliar pleasure.
Already, their underwear was soaked.
Unconsciously, Chayuri rubbed their thighs together.
Squeeze...
Ian reached around behind, grabbing their ass again.
It was plump and full, too much for one hand.
His hands kneaded freely, squeezing and releasing.
"Ugh... Ian...!"
Just from having their ass groped, Chayuri felt something strange.
His movements were lewd, like forcing their ass and crotch apart.
Each time he spread and squeezed, fluids trickled down their thighs.
Huff... Puff...
Ian buried his face in Chayuri's chest, inhaling deeply.
His hands continued ravaging their lewd ass.
From Ian's rough kneading, Chayuri's short dress had hiked up completely.
The mirror across the bed showed their ass fully exposed.
A robust ass greedily swallowing black panties.
Not a thong, yet it looked buried in the cheeks.
Ian began kneading the bare skin freely.
Spreading the cheeks, slipping fingers inside the panties.
From the crack to the soaked crotch.
Grazing teasingly while ravaging the ass.
"Don't walk around dressed like this every day, tempting me..."
"I-I'm not..."
"If this isn't begging to get fucked, what is...!"
"Hng...!"
A shiver ran through Chayuri at the chilling touch brushing their ass and pussy.
Just that sent pleasure racing to their ears.
'J-Just a bit more... please...'
A little deeper would be nice.
Something incredibly good was coming.
Lost in thought, Chayuri shook their hips without realizing.
Wanting Ian's fingers deeper, they vulgarly spread their legs and wiggled.
"Hng... haa..."
"Fuck...!"
Squelch-
Ian couldn't hold back and shoved a finger into Chayuri's pussy.
It was tight. Even one finger was wrapped tightly in sticky flesh.
"H-Hooo...!?"
Chayuri threw their head back at the new sensation.
The awaited pleasure.
They realized they'd craved this feeling.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-
"Haa, hn, hng...! Hn, hn-"
Ian moved his finger roughly.
Watery sounds filled the room as fluids squirted from Chayuri's pussy.
"What a sloppy pussy, fuck..."
"W-What does that... hooo...!?"
This rough side of Ian was new.
But it thrilled them.
They wanted it rougher.
No, something harder inside.
With that thought, Chayuri moaned lewdly, hips shaking.
Thud-
"H-Haa... haaaaa..."
Chayuri's legs gave out, collapsing.
The floor was soaked.
Their thighs still twitched.
Lifting their head, something massive loomed before Chayuri's eyes.
Ian's crotch. Between his legs. A huge rod strained in his pants.
"I-Ian...?"
"Fuck..."
Ian cursed at the sight of Chayuri looking up from below, drenched and disheveled.
Eyes glazed from orgasm, dress in disarray showing underwear and nipples.
That violent scene had his crotch ready to burst.
Thwack-
"H-Huh?"
Ian yanked down his pants, and something arm-thick smacked Chayuri's face.
Ian's cock.
It throbbed, ready to ravage.
"Suck it."
"Y-Yes? Ngh...?"
Grab-
"Mmph, mmf...!"
Ian grabbed Chayuri's head and pulled.
Forced forward, Chayuri took Ian's massive cock in their mouth.
Barely halfway, it filled their mouth completely.
Jaw aching from stretching, cheeks hollowed.
Ian guided Chayuri's hand to grip it.
Instinctively, they stroked the proud shaft while sucking.
"Ngh... guh..."
Slurp- slurrrp slurrrp-
Chayuri sucked Ian's cock ravenously on instinct.
It tasted good.
The sticky fluid from the tip made their mouth and tongue move fiercer with each swallow.
Pat-pat-pat-pat-
Hands sped up too.
Gripping the huge cock tight, stroking up and down,
devouring it slurrrp slurrrp like inhaling.
"Guh...!"
Ian thrust his hips forward.
Shocked as it hit their throat, Chayuri didn't pull away, accepting his cum.
Gulp-gulp- Ian's cock pulsed massively.
Somehow, Chayuri swallowed the enormous load flooding mouth and throat.
But too much overflowed, trickling out.
"H-Hue..."
After cumming, Ian pulled back.
The huge thing left Chayuri's mouth; they gulped down the rest.
"Bweh..."
A sense of accomplishment.
Unlike expected disgust, it wasn't bad.
Even faintly sweet.
Ian stroked Chayuri's head as they opened wide.
"I-Ian...? It's still..."
But it wasn't over.
Nayu said men's things shrink after, but Ian's seemed even bigger.
"Strip."
"Y-Yes? Kyaa...!"
Ian stripped Chayuri's dress off.
The tight mini-dress came off easily.
Ian pulled the now underwear-clad Chayuri between his legs.
Their big breasts rested on his thighs.
"Don't keep showing off these sinful things, Chayuri...!"
"T-That's not..."
"Titfuck me."
"Y-Yes? L-Like this?"
"Yeah, like that. Wrap tighter... ngh..."
Chayuri obeyed, sandwiching Ian's cock between their breasts.
So big, the head poked out even there.
Following orders, they enveloped the thick rod softly, sliding breasts up and down.
Slippery from prior cum, it glided smoothly against their tits.
"Guh... fuck..."
"I-Is it good, Ian?"
Ian didn't answer, but his throbbing cock did.
Chayuri felt proud.
Making Ian feel good with their breasts.
Fluids still dripped between their legs.
The slick pressure on their cleavage sent shivers to their pussy.
Loving it, Chayuri squeezed tighter, shaking their chest more.
"Guh...!"
Spurt-
Ian's cock erupted again, wrapped in Chayuri's breasts.
Sticky cum filled the valley between.
But Chayuri didn't stop.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-
"Chayuri... wait...!"
"Does it feel good, Ian...?"
Chayuri kept stroking the sensitive cock.
The pressure right after cumming was intense.
Ian came again soon after.
"Is it good, Ian?"
"Ugh... Chayuri, wait... just a sec..."
Still, Chayuri persisted.
They loved Ian's face when he came.
And the friction made more sticky fluid leak from their crotch.
Vulgarly shaking hips, Chayuri milked Ian's cock with their tits repeatedly.
After several more orgasms,
Thud-
"Ian?"
Ian's thighs quivered as he came, then fell backward.
No response after.
"Ian?"
Calling again, but Ian didn't stir.
Chayuri removed the cock from their breasts and approached.
Cum poured from their chest, trickling down.
Chayuri scooped it up and licked it off their fingers.
"Ian... are you asleep...?"
Indeed, Ian was out.
Asleep or passed out, unclear.
After cumming six times on Chayuri's tits.
"Hoo... hoo..."
Ian slept, but Chayuri felt an itch unsatisfied.
After rubbing against his chest, nipples, and between their legs for a while longer, they finally closed their eyes.