33-34. Can I Lick Your Asshole?
33-34. Can I Lick Your Asshole?
".........."
Love hotels these days were closer to 'hotels' than 'love.'
I'd expected them to be full of red lighting with mirrors on the walls, but there were surprisingly many normal features.
A fridge, a computer, a hair dryer, and so on. Just looking at the layout, it was hard to distinguish from a regular motel.
However, the slight differences were that the fridge stocked stamina boosters sold separately, and the TV programs were playing porn even though we hadn't paid yet.
'...That's probably bigger than mine?'
For reference, the drawer also contained a dildo and a vibrator.
They were locked, so it seemed you had to pay extra to use them.
Anyway, all things considered, it could pretty much pass as just a motel.
"Right, if we go back now—"
"—Hey."
"Huh?"
A voice calling me.
I naturally turned my head to look beside me.
"A towel.... and something to throw on."
"............."
Mars peeked out with only her head, looking at me.
She'd apparently undressed completely for the shower—her silhouette was traced beneath the semi-transparent glass, and her face poked out from the shower stall, with her voluptuous chest half-protruding beneath it.
So if your chest is big, even that sort of thing is possible, huh.
I unconsciously leaned my body slightly forward as I gathered what Mars had requested.
"H...here."
A towel and a bathrobe.
I deliberately turned my head to the side and averted my gaze.
No matter who it is, suddenly showing everything is kinda unpleasant, right.
"...Thanks."
Mars took the things from my hands and closed the shower door again.
The sound of drying off. The sound of slippers dragging.
Soon, when she opened the door and stepped out—
"....Wha, what're you staring at?"
"............."
Had bathrobes always been that lewd?
'....Ah, fuck.'
No.
Not now. Not right now.
I immediately walked toward Mars.
"Uh, uhh...?"
"It's my turn now."
I brushed past Mars and went inside.
I closed the door, took off my clothes, turned on the shower, and poured cold water over myself.
"Haaaaah.....!!"
God, please.
No.
I'm seriously gonna go all the way at this rate, you know?
'Hold it in. Endure. He who endures shall prevail.'
It sounded ridiculous after coming all this way, but it couldn't be helped.
After all, the Protagonist could see what my NTR rank was.
If I laid a hand on her, that information would be passed straight to the Protagonist, and my life would become truly tumultuous.
"Endure....!!"
That, at least, was troublesome.
I was, at best, a person who wanted to live thinly and long.
Therefore, forcing myself to take a step back here was—
[Emergency Mission]
[Can't Eat Even When It's Served]
-An emergency mission issued by Cronus
1. Take the Apostle of Ares into your embrace (0/1)
2. Don't actually just hold her and end it (0/1)
3. Do it with the vigor of putting a child to bed (0/1)
Reward: Contribution 50
Upon Failure: If you cannot function as a man, I shall make you give up on being a man.
".....Hoo."
—That failure penalty is basically Cronus-style execution, isn't it, Lord God?
I'd found him suspiciously quiet lately.
Damn.
Like a truly learned person.
***************
""...............""
After finishing our showers, the two of us perched on the bed.
About 10 minutes of awkward fidgeting. The one who spoke first was, naturally, me.
"Wanna watch TV?"
"Huh? Uh, yeah. Sure."
Ah, but as I already mentioned—
[Aahnn...! Ahn! There, no....!!]
"Hiii....!!"
—being a love hotel, the TV programs were nothing but porn.
Because of that, Mars, who'd been trying to relax, stiffened up again, and I calmly spoke toward Mars.
"That's what we're going to be doing from now on."
".....Th... that sort of thing...?"
The erotic actors on TV were diligently absorbed in their profession.
Biting and sucking, licking and thrusting, shooting thick stuff inside and even zooming in for a close-up.
The love hotel owner seemed like a learned person—it was vividly broadcast uncensored, so we could clearly grasp exactly how babies are made.
'So now, I need to gauge her reaction...'
I subtly turned my eyes toward Mars.
"Ah....."
"....Mm."
Our eyes met just like that.
Awkward silence. Amidst it, the moaning sounds continued to ring out.
[Hahng! Ahhng! I'm cumming! I'm gonna cum!]
"....Chrono."
".........."
"You... this, you've got a boner, right?"
"..........Mm."
My cock surged up outside the bathrobe, so much so that there was no need to answer.
Mars quietly waited for my permission, then interpreted my lack of reaction as affirmation.
"So... first, this......"
Mars glanced sidelong at the porn and tried to clumsily imitate it.
She knelt, flipped aside the bathrobe, and took out the cock that had been confined inside.
"Hik?!.... Hi... hieeeek...!"
Had it been far bigger than she'd imagined?
Mars rested my cock on her face and simply trembled all over, unable to speak.
'But... even to my own eyes, it really is big.'
As befitting an NTR named villain, the cock size was nearly at the level of a club.
A size that made you wonder if it could even go inside a person and come out. I'd been doubtful at first too, but thanks to Ur, I barely realized it was possible.
'Really, just thinking about that time....'
"Woo... wah...! It's getting, even bigger....!!"
Whoops.
I'd thought something dirty, and my cock had gotten even bigger.
Now it stood proudly under its own power, with no need to rest it on Mars's face.
"Hahk.... hah... suck.... Snff.... sniff, sniff..... nngh...!"
Mars took ragged breaths, then before I knew it, her head gradually began lowering.
Not toward the cock, not toward the glans, but further inside, further down—
She pushed her nose toward the thick pair of balls hanging beneath the shaft.
"This was... the smell I'd been sensing......"
Snff, snff snff.
Mars took in the scent several more times.
Then Mars asked me.
"Can I... lick this?"
"Uh-huh."
The balls first, not the cock?
At the unexpectedly peculiar taste, I was a bit flustered but gave permission.
I'd had my cock sucked before, but I didn't think I'd ever had my ballsack sucked.
"Smack.... suck, nghk.... it stinks....."
A light kiss.
"Stinks... it smells... foul and disgusting..."
Smack... smoooch, slurrrrp...
Before I knew it, Mars had even extended her tongue, tasting it.
From just above the anus, she ran her tongue upward all the way to the tendon beneath the glans.
".....Fuuuuuh..."
The sight of her burying her face in my ballsack and exhaling deeply.
At some point, both her hands had gone downward too, and I began hearing something wet and sticky.
"It stinks... it just stinks... so why does it feel so good...?"
Chup. Chup. Churrp. Hahmmm—schluurrp.
Mars filled her mouth with my ballsack and lapped at it with her tongue.
When she pushed her tongue between the balls and swept deep upward, I trembled involuntarily.
".....Hey, Chrono."
"What."
How many times had she lapped at my ballsack?
With hair still stuck to the corner of her mouth, Mars dropped her head slightly and looked up at me.
"Can I, suck your asshole a bit?"
"............"
You, what the hell is going on with your tastes?
I was genuinely starting to worry about Mars's preferences, but in a sense, maybe it was to be expected.
After all, even Merk had an NTL wall,
so if there were heroines who liked stealing others' men, there could certainly be heroines who liked sucking others' assholes.
'And the rimming's free, too.'
An experience you can't easily get even at an establishment.
I nodded wordlessly, and Mars exhaled forcefully through her nose, a bit excited— wha, whaaa?
"Hey... this position is way too—"
"—Hahk...! Hahh, haaah....!"
Mars half-pushed and toppled me over.
She'd flipped me not into a crawling position on all fours, but like a baby getting its diaper changed by its mother.
A position I'd never imagined. With the humiliation flooding in beyond expectation, I tried somehow to change positions, but Mars's strength was far beyond what I'd imagined.
"Stay still. It's hard to suck otherwise!"
"No, why are you so serious about someone's anus— hi, hiii...?!"
The tongue, touched.
I definitely felt it. The tongue touched. It touched between the wrinkles, rubbed, and lightly sucked.
"....Unexpectedly, it doesn't taste like much?"
"Hey... what if I shit myself doing this?!"
"Ah fuck, if you shit, you're seriously dead by my hand, got it?"
"Then don't suck it!"
"No, you said it was fine just a moment ago!"
"I never imagined it'd be like this!"
No, this was bad.
It felt way better than I'd imagined, and before I knew it, the strength in my sphincter was giving way.
Just a moment ago, there'd been a pfft— as some gas leaked out.
At this rate, a truly irreversible accident seemed bound to happen, so I bent my body forward and tried to resolve the situation.
"Ah, come on! Stay still, I said!"
"Kyaaahk....!!"
But it was meaningless before Mars's monstrous strength.
She pushed me back in reverse, then grabbed my cock and bent it upward, claiming it was hard to suck my asshole otherwise.
If you ask if it hurt, it didn't hurt.
She'd pushed it upward while bending it, not pulled it downward.
It was practically a state similar to a handjob. Though the position was filthy humiliating.
"Mars. It's not too late yet, you know? If you stop now, I'll forgive you. You hear me? If you stop now—"
"—Shut up, you're too loud."
"Hik...?!"
Fuck.
Why did I have to make that kind of sound?
A sound practically no different from a female—humiliation flooded over me.
But at the same time—
"Schluup, blp, schlubububp!"
"Hiiii?! Is this bastard serious... sticking your tongue right inside... ngh, kkgh...!!"
It felt good.
I truly, genuinely felt it.
My cock gradually throbbed harder, and I could feel the cum that had filled my ballsack wriggling, trying to come out.
"Ah.... aaaah!"
I'm gonna cum.
I was going to cum.
I trembled all over from the unbearable sensation of impending ejaculation—and finally, just as I could no longer endure the pleasure—
"———Ah...?"
A strange sensation from my anus.
With the feeling that something, something that shouldn't go in, had entered—
I slowly turned my head and checked below.
"You... right now, what are you....."
"Ahh. Nothing special."
Just—
Looking from behind, it'd been poking in—
With those words, Mars pressed her finger deeper, pushing inside.
"Ah......."
The sensation of something, something that must not be pressed, being pressed.
".....Fuck."
A, aaah, a, aaaaaah!!!
Bwoorrrrrt! Bwoot! Bwut! Bwoorrrrrrt!!!
"Woo... waaaah....."
"Huhk! Huk! Heup, kolk! Hwaaaaah......!"
Endlessly erupting cum.
Mars jolted in surprise at my reaction and pulled her body back, and only then was I able to confirm what was on the TV.
[Now, this spot feels good, doesn't it?]
[No... please! I'm, I'm gonna cum...!]
".....Fuck."
Of all the countless porn videos, it had to be an SM one right now.
I gave a round of applause at this shitty timing and calmly asked Mars.
"You, can you handle it?"
"........Sorry."
"Whatever."
First time or whatever.
You, you're seriously dead by my hand.
*****************
What is the greatest shame as a man?
When a girl in your class sees all your underwear?
The most crucial moment, when I couldn't make it happen?
When I declared I'd show her Hong Kong tonight, but couldn't even make it to Jeju Island?
No
That's not it
That could be a 'wound' as a 'man,' but it couldn't be a 'disgrace.'
As a man, as a guy, if there was one 'shameful thing' too unspeakable to mention—
"Hiiiiiiit♥♥♥ I'm... I'm gonna cuuuum!!!"
"Bullshit."
"Ah.... aaaaaah!!! I could have come... it was, it was right there!!"
"What do you want me to do about it."
—Female climax, cum blast, you fucki-i-ing bitch.
'This really crossed the line.'
It was the first time in my life that my back hole had been plugged (even if it was just a finger), and the first time I'd come in that state.
And the fact that I showed such a pathetic sight in front of a woman dealt a massive wound to my pride as a man, as a guy.
"You reap what you sow."
"Hiii──!! My clit! My cliiit...!!"
I resolved to restore this pride by any means necessary,
and the result that followed was 'orgasm denial.'
There wasn't much to it.
Every time it seemed like she was about to come, I pulled my hand away.
Sometimes the timing slipped and she reached a weak little climax, but ultimately, that great something remained unresolved, and only the thirst grew greater.
Now, without even touching her, I watched her pussy drip with love juices as I repeated the action of taking the vibrator to her, then pulling it away.
"Chrono.... Chronooo...!!"
"Nope. Not yet."
Mars trembled all over, her hips bucking.
Thanks to that, a bit of pussy juice splashed onto my face, but I didn't care.
Did you care about me? I'll just do whatever I want, too.
I pressed the vibrator firmly against her clit and asked.
"Do you want this?"
"Haaaak....! Ugh... euugh.... I'm... I'm gonna c—"
"Nope. Not yet."
"Ah.... aaah! Agh! Aaaaagh!!!"
Riiip... r-riiiip!
The sound of the bedsheet being torn apart in her grip.
She tried to push her hips forward, seeking the vibrator for her clit, not knowing where it had gone, but since I'd already pulled my hand away, the object she desired was no longer there.
"Ahh... ugh... heuup...!"
She couldn't endure it. She couldn't hold back.
She tried to reach down to console herself with her own hand, but that hand wasn't permitted.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"...Let me come..."
"Shall I put it in?"
".........."
A suspicious look.
I brought my hand to her pussy and lightly wiped away the tears flowing from it.
"Like this, see? It keeps dripping tears, and it feels wrong to just ignore it..."
"Heup...!"
A pussy pitifully dripping nothing but tears.
How was it that every single word sounded so vulgar?
When I lightly rubbed a circle around her clit with my thumb, her hips slowly rose up as if I'd pressed a button on a machine.
There was no need to touch any deeper. She rocked her own hips and pressed her body onto my thumb.
'If I just slide it in gently like this...'
What kind of reaction would she show?
I pointed my thumb downward and rubbed it in deep.
"Hah.... aaaaak...!!"
"Wow, look at that grip."
Her pussy clamped down so tight it made my finger ache.
At the same time, she started leaking cunt juice profusely, and her body began to tremble and convulse.
"Oh... oh, o-ogh! Oooogh...!!"
The signs of an orgasm.
Just one step away from the edge.
Before a massive wave of climax, where even the slightest brush of wind might send her over—
"No."
"───Ah...!"
I slipped my finger out.
Where do you think you're going without permission?
"Why... whyyy...!"
"I only gave you permission to put it in. I didn't say you could come, did I?"
"You, you bastard... asshole, loser, eunuch, and, and...!"
Anyway!
Anyway, you bastard!!
Squirtt! Squirt! Psshht!
Mars repeated shallow climaxes as she leaked pussy juice.
By now, her sensitivity had risen to the point where just the wind brushing her clit could make her come, but she was still missing that one decisive release.
Ultimately, she kept having shallow climaxes without rest, lowering her body's sexual sensitivity, but the most important thing still remained inside her body.
"Ugh... uuu, uuuugh...!"
The ambiguously relieved thirst allowed her to endure right now, but it only magnified her ultimate desire even further.
"What? Are you annoyed? Are you angry?"
"............"
To my question, Mars only looked at me with resentful eyes.
I gently stroked Mars's ass and said.
"You didn't listen to what I said, either."
"That!... You, you liked it too."
"And you didn't like it?"
"I hate it! Who... who would like this kind of torture!"
Really?
"For someone who says that... your pussy sure seems to like it, leaking all that cunt juice."
"That's... tha, aat's...!"
She puckered her lips as if trying to say something.
When I lightly pressed her pussy with my palm, her body vibrated again and she bit down hard on her lip.
"...You're playing dirty."
"You did, too."
"..........."
"I said I didn't want to, remember?"
So why didn't you listen to what I said?
And then what? Oh, so I'm supposed to listen to you?
"Who do you think you are, playing double standards like that? You're pissing me off."
"...I'm sorry."
"And on top of that, you showed up two hours late to our appointment today."
"...I said I'm sorry..."
"And then what? Oh, 'you liked it too'?"
"..............."
When you listed them out one by one, it was an absurd situation with no clear answer.
She had nothing to say and just stayed silent, so I spoke up instead.
"This is 'punishment.'"
The 'punishment' I'm giving you.
"Punishment...?"
"A bad kid deserves to get scolded, right? You get scolded once, you repent for your mistakes. Then you go back to being a good kid again."
"A good kid..."
I slowly climbed on top of Mars's body.
I positioned the tip of my cock right at the entrance of her vagina, as if just a little push would send it right inside.
"Do you want to take your 'punishment' and become a 'good kid'? Or do you want to keep being a 'bad kid'?"
"Good kid... I'll be a good kid..."
"Then you have to take your 'punishment,' right?"
"Ugh── auu... eee, eek...?!!"
Squuulch, schlllch.
My cock began to burrow inside, deeper and deeper.
"Ah... haaagh...!"
Even when I'd only put a finger in, she'd clamped down so hard it hurt. So when I put in my much thicker cock, she started squeezing so fiercely it felt like it might burst.
So intensely that even I, who was putting on a leisurely smile, momentarily lost my expression.
'Hold it in, you idiot!'
I gritted my teeth and put strength into my hips.
Ejaculating when it hadn't even fully gone in yet? That was an even greater disgrace as a man.
"Chrono! Chronooo...!!"
"Hup—!"
A strange sensation at the tip of my glans.
A feeling of foreignness, as if something was blocking the way.
I instinctively discerned that this was the 'hymen.'
'Once I break through this...'
Is it the point of no return now?
I let out a thin breath and looked down below.
"Euuguuuuu... uhheut, hiiiiiii...♥"
A face half melted away.
Both her makeup and her hair, everything was soaked and smeared with sweat.
To put it plainly, she didn't look pretty. But at the same time, I felt something about her that was even more alluring.
'Mine.'
A possessive desire that she was mine, that this female was mine and mine alone.
I lowered my face and leaned closer to Mars.
"You're going to take your punishment, right?"
"Punish...ment...?"
"When a bad kid is punished, you spank them on the butt. But Mars, your body is so tough that a little spanking won't be much of a punishment, right?"
"............."
Silence.
An expectant expression.
Without a word, I pressed my cock firmly against her hymen and asked.
"So for Mars, instead of a butt spanking, how about we change it to a pussy spanking?"
"Ugh—!!"
At the words 'pussy spanking,' her pussy clamped down abruptly.
A body trembling full of tension, and eyes full of joy and anticipation.
"Oh? Don't tell me you like that? If you like it, then it doesn't work as a 'punishment,' you know?"
"Ahhh, no. I hate it. I hate getting a pussy spanking, okay?!"
"Really? If you hate it, I guess I shouldn't do it, then?"
"You... you... you seriously...!!"
Did you really have to go that far?
At her half-weeping voice, I replied with a smile.
"If you want to get a pussy spanking, then beg me for it."
"...What...?"
"Say, 'Please give me a pussy spanking.'"
"............."
For a moment, a look of rationality returning to her eyes.
The expression of internal conflict emerged, wondering if she really had to go this far and say something like that.
"If you don't want to, then fine."
"Ah, aah, wait!!"
When I pretended to pull out, Mars hastily wrapped her legs around me, locking my waist in place.
"I just have to do it... I just have to do it, right..."
Gruueuuhhhh...
A sound mixed with moaning and agonizing.
Eventually, Mars muttered in a small voice.
"...pu...pank... me."
"What was that?"
I can't hear you?
"...Pussy spanking. I said, give me a pussy spanking."
"What was that?"
Your voice is so quiet.
"Pussy spanking! You fucker! Shove it in and spank my pussy, I said!"
"You should say it politely."
"Eee, eek...!"
A clenched fist.
A voice filled with venom.
Mars mustered all her strength, endured her shame, and shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Please... please spank my pussy with your cock, you goddamn bastard!!"
"...Is that the best you can do?"
Seeing her on the verge of actually crying if I pushed her any further, I shoved my cock in with all my might.
Sccchhhhlllllllurrk!!
"Hiiiiiiii!!! It's here, it's here, it's here, it's here! Pussy! Womb! Cock! Cock is in, iiiiiiiit!!!"
"Guhk... crazy, fuck, you're clamping down so hard!"
Hot. Squeezing so intensely.
A sensation as if I'd rammed my cock into magma.
And since I'd been holding back just as much all this time, the urge to cum surged up in an instant.
'No, fuck.'
Cumming right away would be a problem.
I took deep breaths as much as I could and diverted my mind elsewhere.
"Hey... hey, you masochist bitch. Does it feel good getting your pussy spanked?"
"Hweeeeeeeh...♥"
"...Fuuck."
I tried to recover my mental state by teasing her, but far from recovering, we were both about to go over the edge together.
I lightly tapped Mars on the cheek with a smack smack to try to wake her up.
"Oww... it huuurts..."
"I barely even hit you hard, you know?"
"...Chronooo."
"What."
Mars stared at me blankly.
Then she slowly spread her arms open and said.
"Kiss me."
"...Wow."
Fuck.
Seriously.
This.
Agh.
Paaaahhhng!
"Higik?! Agh, w-why... whyyy...??!"
"Shut up! Would you want to kiss lips that have been licking an asshole?!"
Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang!
"Huaaaang!! Ah, aah! I'm gonna... gonna, cuuum!!"
"Fuck, you don't get to talk either! Where do you get off acting like a person when you're a bitch who had her pride and everything broken by a pussy spanking!"
"Kkyek, eup, guuuueeeeegh──!"
I placed my hand on top of Mars's neck and squeezed lightly.
As if her neck and pussy were linked, every time I choked her, her pussy clamped down at the same time.
"Guhk... I'm... cumming...!"
Ultimately, unable to hold back the boiling sensation of ejaculation, I fired my semen with all my might inside Mars's vagina.
"Hiit?! Hit, hiiiiiiiiii...♥♥♥"
Pssshht! Spurt! Pshuuuuuuuuurt...
Something spread hotly and flowed from above my cock.
I slowly pulled my body away and checked Mars's condition.
"Pussy spanking... hic, spanking my pussy feels gooood...♥♥"
"...Oh man."
It was, how should I put it, kind of like a frog splayed out on a dissection table.
As expected of a heroine who'd been taken by an NTR villain, her expression was nothing short of artistic.
Oh, by the way, as an aside.
"Mars."
"...What."
Around the time we finished everything, after washing up and being about to leave.
"Wanna kiss?"
"...You said you didn't want to rub against lips that licked an asshole."
"You washed up now."
"...I wanna."
We kissed.
A bit long. With our tongues intertwined.
"...Chrono."
"What."
"I love you."
"......."
Uh...
"Just, because."
"...Mm."
...How am I supposed to go see Ur tomorrow?