Enduring Day 6 - Part 2
“Is this… really okay?”
After washing up, we stood facing each other completely naked once again.
“We just have to control it properly so it stays okay…”
“But if we slip up even a little… it could turn into a huge mess, right?”
Irene licked her lips and flashed a wicked smile. I don’t know how many times I’ve seen that lewd expression. The moment I see it, my body reacts on instinct—my cock twitches and swells hard again, as if it’s learned exactly what that smile means.
“Oh my, it’s standing up again already?”
Irene finally reached out and touched my cock.
At the long-awaited contact, my shaft jerked with joy. My breathing grew rough in an instant.
“Mmm~ It really has been a while, hasn’t it? You’re incredibly excited.”
She began stroking it slowly, teasingly, sliding her fingers up and down. Every time it twitched and leaked a bead of precum from the tip, Irene wiped it away with her fingertip.
“I’m not sure if I should keep touching it like this♡”
Then she licked it.
I wasn’t about to lose. Forcing down my arousal, I reached between her legs and cupped her pussy.
“Kyaa?!”
Irene’s pussy, happy for the first touch in days, immediately leaked a little nectar. I gently stroked the outer folds, caressing her softly.
“Mmm!”
Her reactions grew more sensitive with every stroke. I kept touching her gently, wiping away the wetness that kept flowing.
“Haa… haa… This is seriously dangerous…”
Today’s stimulation had very clear rules.
We could touch each other’s genitals, but we were strictly forbidden from going all the way to climax or ejaculation.
This was the day meant to deliver the strongest possible buildup for tomorrow’s climax.
We could touch anywhere. We could lick. We could suck. But only ‘stimulation.’ Nothing more.
I wasn’t allowed to cover Irene’s face or body with my cum, and she wasn’t allowed to squirt all over my face or body when she came.
“Should we lie down first?”
“…Yeah.”
We decided to move to the bed. Just like yesterday, we lay facing each other. The only difference was that this time, our hands were already on each other’s most sensitive places.
“Morris, your cock… it’s so incredibly hard…”
Irene wrapped her palm around the head of my cock, then gripped the shaft and began slowly pumping it up and down. Each stroke sent the pent-up pleasure surging dangerously close to the edge. I kept twitching, gripping her shoulder tightly as I panted.
“Okay, stop. Any more and it’ll be bad.”
“Really? Then…”
Irene shifted her lower body closer to my face.
“Now it’s your turn, Morris. Tease me just enough that I don’t cum♡”
She spread her pussy open right in front of me.
It was soaked.
Her clit stood stiff and swollen. The moment I flicked it with my finger—
“Hiyaa?!”
Irene let out a strange moan and threw her head back.
I didn’t miss the chance. I immediately pushed my tongue inside her pussy.
“Hah, haaaang?! Putting your tongue in… is against the… ruuules…!”
Irene collapsed back onto the bed. I thrust my tongue deeper, exploring every inch of her dripping folds. Thanks to the flood of her sweet nectar, the scent was intoxicating and the taste pleasantly sugary. It was a strangely addictive flavor.
“Huuu… So sensitive… I’m way too sensitive right now…”
I pushed my tongue as deep as it would go, then dragged it along her left inner wall. Every time I licked a certain spot, Irene let out a sweet, pleasurable moan. The sound was pure honey.
“Hiyaaang… Right there… Ah, stop… Haaaaang…”
Occasionally I stabbed the tip of my tongue against a sensitive point. Each time—
“Ahng!”
She reacted with a loud cry. Now it was time to taste the right wall. I licked it the same way before driving my tongue deep inside again.
“W-wait! I’m gonna— I’m about to cum! Just a second!”
At Irene’s desperate voice, I quickly pulled my tongue out. My mouth and chin were completely covered in her juices and saliva.
“Haa… haaa… haa…”
Irene was breathing hard, her pussy trembling on the very edge of release. Her face was flushed crimson and her head was thrown back—she really had been one breath away from orgasm.
“Haaah… You told me not to cum… but then you go and eat me out like that… you jerk…”
She seemed genuinely angry at my unfair tactics. Then she crawled over, pushed me down onto the bed, and growled—
“Get ready…”
Her lips moved slowly from my chest to my stomach, from my stomach to my thighs, and finally to my cock.
“Chu.”
She kissed the tip, then—
“Itadakimasu~”
—and took me into her mouth.
I nearly lost my mind.
The moment her soft, wet mouth enveloped me, my vision went white and my consciousness drifted away.
The familiar sensation of her inner walls—those delicious folds that felt just like her pussy—drove my cock insane. It drove me insane.
This was dangerous.
She wasn’t seriously going to suck me like this, was she? She wasn’t actually planning to give me a full blowjob, right? No. That would be catastrophic. We’d definitely break our promise. I’d end up cumming straight down her throat.
I tried desperately to pull out.
“Mmph! Don’t pull out!”
She refused to let me go. Thankfully, Irene still had some sense left—she wasn’t moving her head up and down. She simply held me in her warm mouth, not even moving her tongue.
“Mmm~ Mmmph…”
Even that seemed to satisfy her. With an ecstatic expression, she kept breathing heavily through her nose, the hot puffs of air teasing my cock. What was I supposed to do? Just leave it like this? Keep enduring so I wouldn’t cum?
Honestly, I could still hold on. The only stimulation was the softness of her mouth and the heat of her breath. But if she started moving her head even a little, or if she used her tongue…
That would be the end.
I was gradually reaching my limit. I could feel the urge to cum rising, bit by bit. About 20/100.
“I-Irene… Can you take your mouth off? It’s getting dangerous…”
“Mmm~?”
Then—
—Shluuuuuuuuuuurp!
Irene suddenly began bobbing her head vigorously, sucking me with intense pressure.
The abrupt spike of pleasure made me flinch. My mouth fell open, my legs stretched out, and I stopped breathing entirely as the sexual ecstasy hit me like a lightning bolt.
“Okay~”
She pulled her mouth off with a wet pop. My cock was absolutely drenched in precum. It was flowing down the shaft so heavily I wondered if I had already started ejaculating a little.
“Oh no, what a waste of such precious fluid…”
As if even that was too valuable to lose, she licked slowly from the base of my shaft all the way up, cleaning every drop with her tongue. The sensation nearly made me cum again. I had to cover my eyes with one arm just to endure it.
“Haa… haa…”
“What’s wrong, Morris? Is holding back that difficult?”
Irene climbed on top of me. She kept bouncing my cock against her pussy lips, deliberately teasing and provoking me.
“Haa… Irene… Do you even realize how close that was? If you’d kept going even a few more seconds, I really would’ve cum…”
“Mmm~ Then I guess I have to do this instead…”
She leaned in close, crawling toward me like a predator stalking its prey.
“Morris, you…”
She whispered into my ear.
“You’re going to pump so much cum inside me when you finally do it, right?”
Then she pulled back, stroking her own belly. No—her womb. The soft flesh that would receive every drop of my seed. That’s what it looked like to me. She seemed like a beast in heat, desperate to take every last drop of semen deep into her womb.
But we were still ‘human.’
We were using reason to hold back, deliberately enduring the edge of climax and ejaculation for the sake of our experiment and our promise.
At least for now.
I grabbed the breasts of the woman straddling me.
“Mmm… You want to touch my tits?”
Lost in a trance, I kneaded them, squeezed them, toyed with her nipples. Then I pulled her chest down to my face and licked.
“Aah…”
Irene let out a sweet moan. I nibbled one nipple with my teeth while licking both sides, and with my other hand I rolled and pinched the other one, tugging it up and down.
After ten straight minutes of this, Irene’s pussy grew so wet that even my cock was soaked in her juices.
“Morris…?”
“Yeah, Irene…”
“Let’s kiss.”
Still lying on top of me, Irene initiated a deep kiss like we always did. We bit each other’s lips, sucked on each other’s tongues, licked every inch in every direction. We devoured each other mindlessly.
“Mmm… slurp… mmm…”
One of her hands found my cock again. She rolled her palm over the sensitive head, deliberately stimulating me. More precum leaked out as it twitched. But her palm was so soft, and her fingers wrapped around me so gently.
Even her breasts were soft. The way they pressed against my chest was incredibly stimulating.
“Mmm… mmm… slurp…”
Her mouth above, her breasts in the middle, and her hand wrapped around my cock below all seemed to be begging me to cum.
Just when I thought I really was going to lose control—
—Ding!
The bell rang, signaling the end of another day.
“…It’s the seventh day now.”
Irene pulled her tongue back, breathing hard with a melting expression on her face.
“So… what now?”
She lay down beside me in a seductive pose.
“Hmm?”
With one hand she spread her pussy, and with the other she lifted and presented her breasts.
“…”
We stared at each other.
And in the end, we finally, truly—
D-93.
Days remaining until the deaths of Irene and Morris.