Chapter 163
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 163
Chapter Title: First Experience (2)
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Still lost in the lingering afterglow of that strange sensation she'd experienced for the first time in her life, Hiss hurriedly snapped out of it, washed her body thoroughly one last time, slipped into the robe provided in the bathroom instead of her soiled clothes, and stepped out.
"S-Sorry."
The moment she emerged from the bathroom, Ian—who had already finished cleaning up—offered an apology with guilt written all over his face. He assumed Hiss had wet herself because he'd startled her.
'N-No, that's not it.'
Vaguely realizing the true reason for her "accident," Hiss waved it off and accepted his apology. Pretending to be nonchalant, she struck up a conversation with him.
"...So, nothing like weird drugs among the things you saw, right?"
She also asked if he'd spotted anything suspicious like drugs on Lena. When Ian denied it, he nodded as if relieved.
'I didn't think so, but... with so many victims lately, better safe than sorry.'
Even as she chatted idly with Ian, Hiss forcibly suppressed her gaze drifting toward his crotch.
'W-What are you looking at?'
Though she told herself not to, she couldn't bring herself to meet Ian's eyes straight on during their talk. Instead, her gaze kept slipping downward, tracing the outline of his cock hidden in his pants. She swallowed hard again.
'...It looks bigger, just like last time?'
Though Hiss had glimpsed Lena masturbating and vaguely grasped the concept, her knowledge was still woefully inadequate. As her eyes drifted down again, she noticed the unnatural bulge in Ian's pants and recalled nursing him in the labyrinth.
...Maybe. Just like back then...
"...? Hiss. Why are you—"
Ian realized the conversation had cut off abruptly and that Hiss was staring intently at something. He followed her gaze downward and figured it out.
"...Ian. Does your cock hurt again, by any chance?"
With worry—and a hint of eager anticipation—Hiss swallowed and asked.
There had been that time before, on the 12th floor, when they'd barely escaped an undead wave to the 11th floor. While Ian lay unconscious, Hiss had nursed him.
Back then, seeing his cock naturally erect from the life-or-death ordeal, she'd assumed something was wrong and milked out his semen three—no, four—times while he was out.
When Ian woke up shortly after, she couldn't bring herself to confess the truth and just vaguely said she'd done a good job, glossing over it.
And now.
"W-Well, shall I get started then?"
Seeing Ian's cock stiffen rigidly just like before, Hiss cautiously proposed the same "nursing." Ian looked a bit flustered by her offer, but fueled by worry for him—and that strange rising anticipation—she pushed ahead anyway. She had him lie on the bed and prepared to repeat the procedure.
'I remember how to do it.'
She was confident: rub that hardened cock until all the weird pus(?) came out and it softened. Showing her assurance, Hiss carefully opened Ian's pants.
-Pop♥
As she unzipped, Ian's rigidly erect cock sprang up vigorously. Though she worried for him, the scene she'd witnessed just before kept flashing in her mind, making her crave another look at his cock with her own eyes.
Having seen it clearly, Hiss naturally compared it to the tool Lena had used moments ago.
'Size-wise... this one's bigger. Hers was huge too, but this is especially... and this scent...'
She'd felt it while nursing him before, but the moment Ian's cock was exposed, that intoxicating smell hit her, clouding her mind. It made her feel faintly hungry, and her lower body started to throb just like when she'd seen Lena.
'Hah.'
Shaking off her daze, Hiss carefully moved her hand. Back then, she'd just blindly stroked away in ignorance, but after repeating it several times to squeeze out the pus, she'd found the smoothest, most comfortable motion.
-Snap. Snap. Snap♥
Short and sharp strokes to avoid tiring her arm, maximizing wrist snap. She slicked her hand with the slightly slippery fluid leaking from the tip and moved quickly.
"Ngh..."
One difference from before: Ian had been unconscious then, but now he was wide awake. Because of that, she could see his vivid expressions. Hiss cautiously watched his face as she stroked.
'Like this?'
Gauging his reactions from his face, she adjusted her hand's angle slightly, slipping her finger behind the glans. Cupping the head circularly with exquisite control, she stimulated the bulging veins along the shaft rhythmically.
Like an assassin's precise strike at a foe's weak point.
-Twitch.
Ian's cock pulsed strongly. Knowing from experience that it was a positive response, Hiss gained more confidence and sped up her hand.
"Haa... haa..."
As her strokes quickened, Hiss's breathing grew ragged. Her face inched closer to his cock, the thick male musk increasingly dizzying her head.
'...I want it inside...'
The thought slipped in unbidden. Hiss took a deep breath, savoring the potent scent. Her mind replayed Lena's scene from before.
Lena shoving that smaller-but-similarly-shaped object into her pussy.
'Maybe...'
The idea struck her. When she'd nursed him on the 11th floor, Ian's cock had seemed far too big for her body, so she'd thought it was swollen from some problem...
'It might fit...'
Recalling how Lena had effortlessly swallowed a rod smaller than Ian's but still impressively sized, Hiss unconsciously imagined Ian's cock sliding into her.
-Squish...♥
As if reacting to her fantasy, her freshly showered, dry pussy grew slick and wet. At the same time, the itch down there returned.
After that shocking sensation in the bathroom, she'd thought it settled, but now her lower body itched again. She wanted to soothe it with her hand like before.
'N-No. That was an accident last time, if I touch it again...'
Resisting the late-blooming desire starting to ignite, Hiss shook her head. But against her will, her pussy only grew wetter and stickier. Naturally, her strokes on Ian's cock slowed, and what had started as clumsy "nursing" became steadily more skilled.
As if she instinctively knew just where and how to stroke to please a man, she relied on her innate keen sense of smell. Craving the scent that fueled her arousal, she pinpointed moments when the smell intensified during her caresses and adjusted her hand accordingly.
'Sniff... nyah...'
Now practically burying her face in it, she breathed deeply in and out, inhaling the thickening scent of Ian's cock. The more she smelled, the hazier her mind grew, haunted by the scene she'd witnessed.
Lena writhing in ecstasy, plunging that thing into her depths... and the electric jolt when she'd touched herself in the bathroom...
'...Just a little...'
Was it because this was her first foray into sex? She'd started thinking she needed to nurse Ian's "injury," but now, staring at his cock, all she could picture was Lena fucking herself with a similar object.
And drawn by instinct, she placed a hand on her increasingly itchy pussy.
-Drip...♥
Sticky saliva coated her hand. Her touch down there was still hopelessly clumsy, barely grazing the outer folds, but her untouched pussy, unaccustomed to real stimulation, found addictive pleasure in even that, drawing her hand back repeatedly.
-Snap♥ Snap♥ Snap♥
Lost in her own pleasure, her strokes on Ian turned frenzied and rough. Ian, receiving it all, knew full well this went beyond "nursing." But hearing her quickening breaths and checking her status via the active [Lust Absorption], he deliberately stayed silent.
"Sniif... haa♥ Sniff... haa...♥"
Now half-lidded eyes like she was addicted to the scent, she breathed raggedly. Sliding her hand from the shaft to the glans, she targeted only his sensitive spots. With one hand on her pussy, she tormented his cock.
And the moment she'd been waiting for arrived.
-Twitch.
His cock jerked violently—the same prelude she'd seen multiple times while nursing him on the 11th floor, right before he ejaculated. But even sensing it instinctively, Hiss didn't slow; she sped up instead, pressing her face even closer.
Her thin breaths teased the glans, so close she could see every wrinkle...
-Spurt♥
The intensifying scent peaked, and thick white semen erupted powerfully from Ian's cock. With her face so near, Hiss got absolutely drenched.
"Ah...♥"
Inhaling the potent male scent from the semen splattered on her face, Hiss felt her pussy—barely soothed by her fingers—grow unbearably itchy and hot, unsatisfied by such light play.
'...Lick.'
She unconsciously licked the white fluid on her cheek. An unbelievably sweet taste spread in her mouth, tantalizing her tongue. And in that instant.
-Squelch♥
"Hyah♥!"
Midway through her trance-like, entranced actions, Ian—who'd remained silent and motionless—finally moved. With an inscrutable expression, he slowly extended his hand toward her precious spot, where her fingers still fidgeted.
And he lightly touched her semen-soaked-to-the-limit pussy.
-Kyuh♥
'...!!!'
Just the barest brush of his fingertip sent pleasure several times stronger than her own efforts crashing through her brain.
Her mind blanked white for a moment. Coming to her senses late, Hiss remembered her mother's warnings never to let a man see or touch that place. She opened her mouth to stop him.
"N-No... don't...♥"
...Even to her own ears, it lacked any conviction.