Lewd Corruption
Lewd Corruption
Finally, I left the store, wearing the bra as part of the set.
Valley Madame-nim said she would wash the underwear I was originally wearing, package it well, and have it delivered to the dormitory.
Thanks to that, with both hands free, I'm currently walking outside, wearing utterly perverted underwear.
'Hah, haah.....'
It's scary.
It was clearly underwear, yet it wasn't.
Far from covering important parts, it actually had holes, exposing everything, didn't it?
And what covered that underwear were just two pieces of clothing: a short school uniform skirt that reached my thighs, and a school uniform shirt.
Moreover, if I considered the skirt and shirt separately, my pussy and nipples were hidden beneath just a single layer of fabric.
As for the skirt, if even a slight breeze blew and lifted it, my pussy would clearly be exposed, and as for the shirt, if my nipples became erect, their shape would probably be clearly visible through the shirt.
And the fact that, fully aware of this situation and embracing the risk, I was walking along the street—
"Hngh, hngh....."
I was incredibly aroused.
As if all the masturbation I'd done until now was just a game, my mind became uncontrollable, and my body began to tremble slightly.
It felt as if from all directions, people were staring intently at my body.
Of course, no one was looking at me this late at night. To begin with, it was so late that there was no one walking around on the street at all.
Nevertheless, even though it was nothing more than a mere scrap of cloth, just walking around wearing such perverted, lewd underwear made my head spin.
As I was walking like that, a gentle breeze blew. It wasn't strong enough to flip my skirt hem completely, but the skirt fluttered enough for my inner thighs to be seen, and then,
"H-Heeugh.....!"
Without realizing it, I hastily grabbed my skirt to prevent it from rising any further.
Then, the wind, blocked by my hand, came deep inside the skirt and brushed past my pussy.
"Ah, aah....."
I'm so weak.
A woman's body was far too weak.
Even though just a breeze brushed against my lower region, I had no confidence to move forward anymore.
As if the power button of an electronic device had been pressed, the strength drained from my thighs.
What did Valley Madame-nim say again—
—May I offer a little advice to Lunia-yang, who isn't honest?
Yes, advice.
But under the guise of advice—
—Even if it's not exactly exposure, do you know what the commonality is among those who feel thrill and giddiness through similar acts? It's that everyone's entire body goes limp right before they cum.
"Haah, haak....."
—It's as if, to countless males, I, walking right beside them, am hoping to be fucked like a pervert. As if announcing, "Please fuck me~." If someone passing by on the street were to actually lift our skirts—
That would probably be—
—Right then and there, with both hands and feet bound, we'd be violated like bitches, raped, and fucked. They'd roughly thrust into our sensitive parts that should be handled gently. Even if we screamed to stop, they'd never cease..... Even while thinking it's hell, our true feelings would be very happy.
It was a brand disguised as advice.
—Even while being violated, we'd cum, and even while being raped, we'd feel orgasm. And to fuck 'us' like that, all the men in the city would come, and as we dealt with the cocks of dozens, hundreds of men, receiving semen all day, all night, until our entire bodies were covered in semen..... Oh dear, have I gotten too excited? I've gotten a little wet. Lunia-yang too.....
'You're excited, aren't you? Pfft.'
Trickle.
"Haang.....❤️"
Transparent drops of liquid flowed down my thighs.
From my crotch to my thighs.
The stream of liquid that flowed from my thighs to my ankles could no longer be excused.
I had clearly headed to the store to confirm. I wore 'this kind' of underwear to confirm.
But now, I had no choice but to admit it.
Now—
—that 'I' wanted to buy the underwear, and 'I' wanted to wear this kind of underwear and walk around the streets.
Whether I had this kind of inclination, or if my body had this inclination, I didn't know.
But one thing was certain:
The orgasm I felt that night was more ecstatic and stimulating than anything else.
To the point of becoming addicted—
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After that day's events, I no longer had the thoughts I used to repeat like excuses to deceive myself.
Normally, it would clearly not be 'me', but because my body was heated, or because of the moans from the next room, I would have avoided it with mere words like that and satisfied my sexual urges.
But now, completely—
"Lunia?"
"Eek?!"
"The class is over, what are you doing here?"
"W-Well....."
"Oh, perhaps you lost something?"
"Ah, aah! That's right! I think I left something behind..... Ahahaha."
After hastily making an excuse, I stood up from my seat.
Of course, after quickly adjusting my skirt.
The place I was in now was the classroom where I, and our class, had been having lessons until just a moment ago. After class ended, the Professor-nim and all the students, except for me, had left, and after confirming the classroom was empty, from where I was sitting, I had just slightly lifted my skirt and was in the middle of Clitoral Masturbation.
Fortunately, even if someone came in, it was an action that was possible because the desk cleverly hid me.
'Hoo, hooaah..... I almost got caught.'
As I left the classroom, I let out a sigh of relief.
At the thought that it would be a huge problem if I got caught, my body, which had been tense and rigid from the moment my name was called, slowly relaxed.
But unlike my relaxed state, my heart pounded violently.
The thrill of having masturbated in an empty classroom, right next to a hallway where students were walking, in a place where students usually had classes and were actively engaged. And the giddiness of knowing I would have clearly been caught if even a sound had escaped.
With the dopamine flowing from my brain, my body became even more aroused.
As it was, because of the masturbation that had been interrupted midway, I hadn't properly reached orgasm.
Nevertheless, with the exhilaration of having done something lewd in a public place, I felt like I could reach orgasm right then and there.
"Um....."
"Yes?"
"I'll stop by the restroom and then go. You go ahead."
"Now? You'll be late for the next class....."
"I can't help it."
After saying that to the classmate who had come looking for me, I hastily entered the women's restroom.
As soon as I entered, I opened all the stalls and checked if anyone was already using them.
".....No one's here."
Then, after entering the very last toilet stall, locking the door, lifting the toilet seat, I pulled down my panties and sat down.
Next, I spread my legs while sitting and began to stimulate my slightly swollen clitoris with my hand.
—Chwap chwap chwap chwap!
"Eugh, hngh,"
Having moaned so much, I had somewhat figured out how to moan.
Instead of just making sounds as my voice came out, I added a slight coquettishness to the voice that was about to come out.
When I let out a voice that was coy like a cat and seductive like a fox, a high-pitched voice like a nightingale, one that tickled the chest, flowed out.
I'm not a narcissist, but perhaps it's because I was a man before possessing this body? It was a voice that would make even me aroused just by listening to it.
Using that voice as an accompaniment, and focusing on my hand movements—
"Hngh, haaang?! I-I'm cumming.....❤️"
—Pshhh! Trickle.....
I was able to cum, squirting the way I only saw in porn.
"Whoo, hooa, haaah....."
With the satisfaction of having reached orgasm again today, I briefly regulated my ragged breathing. And once I had calmed down somewhat, I tore off some toilet paper, wiped away all the Arousal Fluid that had splashed onto my buttocks and thighs, and began to clean up the surroundings.
And what came next was my favorite time.
A woman's body, if it's an orgasm that can even squirt, means the climax once reached doesn't easily subside. Ignoring such a body, I put on my underwear, pulled down my skirt, and left the restroom.
Then, my still sensitive body trembled slightly, and as I forced my weakened thighs to move, I would occasionally limp.
As I forcibly moved my body, which had just climaxed, I felt that thrill throughout my entire body.
And every time someone passing by looked at me limping slightly, I liked it because it felt as if my naked body was being seen through.
Like that, after arriving at the classroom where class had already begun, I checked my appearance and opened the door.
—Creak.
"Lunia student. Your tardiness has been too frequent lately. That's a demerit."
"I-I'm sorry....."
When the Professor-nim scolded me for being late, all the students in class began to turn and look in my direction.
Regardless of whether they were female or male students, countless dozens of pairs of eyes from all the students simultaneously began to stare intently at my body—
Ah.
"..........❤️"
I came.
As if a thrill ran through my entire body, I reached climax.
If it were in the past, those gazes would have felt like bugs crawling all over my body, but now they had become a sweetener for feeling orgasm.
Of course, I didn't squirt or leak Arousal Fluid.
After all, because my body had already cum once, I was just taking advantage of its sensitive state to feel a faint orgasm.
And this part was my favorite time.