Christia and the Truth Room
The sensation of her pussy spreading wide open, followed by the scorching pillar of heat thrusting into her, made Christia gasp out an involuntary "Haaah!" as she exhaled sharply, pushed out by his cock.
"It's... in... Your cum-soaked cock is finally in my pussy...♥"
Ah... this is it. This is what I craved! This sensation, this blazing heat filling my pussy so tightly, embracing me from the inside...♥
As the hot pillar slowly filled her body more and more, and Sin Seon-dong's face came level with hers as she lowered her hips, Christia clenched her pussy right there on the spot and came instantly.
"Cumming just from insertion? You missed me that much?"
"...Shut up. I didn't cum."
"This is the Truth Room. You have to tell the truth here."
"...It wasn't because I missed you. What I missed was this filthy, cum-drenched cock."
She averted her eyes from Sin Seon-dong's chuckling face, but...
With their bodies pressed tightly together like lovers, staring at the cock and pussy connecting them as they whispered sweet nothings in this intimate position, there was no hiding the mad thumping of her heart against his warmth and skin.
"Sorry about that. You know how tight the surveillance has been these past few weeks."
"...All excuses. If you wanted to hold me, you could've done it anytime, ahhhn, anytime, couldn't you?"
Squelch, squelch.
Even though he'd always fucked her like a pig in the pigsty!
Her hips shook defiantly, as if to say her goal was only this cock, not him—but at the same time, she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, greedily soaking up the warmth she'd been denied.
"Getting a little hot already?"
"Stay still. This is just to clean your cock more thoroughly with my slutty pussy. Not because I want your body heat."
"Really?"
"...♥"
In this facing position, with the woman on top shaking her hips, the initiative naturally tilted toward her. Even though she'd fucked Sin Seon-dong many times before, it had always been from behind, like beasts mating.
For the first time, I can handle this cock however I want. I have to make the most of this time, steal his heart. For more favor, more affection...♥
She'd endured so much; now she wanted to indulge her own desires too—but she hadn't forgotten her "mission."
Christia hugged Sin Seon-dong tightly to her chest, gently rocking her hips to slowly swallow his cock.
"Haaah, don't move. It interferes with the cleaning. You absolutely can't move. Got it?"
"Fine, do whatever you want for now."
"Hngh...♥"
You devil! He knows my body's already hooked on him, that's why he's saying such sweet things!
Of course, she didn't mention the sweet moan that escaped her own lips.
This was her duty as a holy knight, not satisfying her filthy lust!
Even if she'd become a sow who couldn't satisfy herself alone anymore—but still!
"What're you thinking about so quietly? Something hurt? Your face is beet red."
"Ahem! Like you said, holding you so tight to keep you from running must've raised my temperature. I'll keep going."
Pretending nothing was wrong, she hugged him even tighter and rocked her hips back and forth.
Bouncing up and down is nice, but twisting side to side like this is p-pretty good too...
Maybe because she'd always been on all fours grunting like a pig on the sty floor—but now, every time her pussy deeply embraced his cock, facing his expression as it flooded her golden eyes felt... awkward? Intimate?
The position itself was intimate.
Her heart had itched and pounded wildly at the unfamiliarity, so she'd instinctively pulled him close.
This warmth enveloping her inside and out had her breathing hot even without vigorous thrusting.
...Why does this feel so good when he's the one who defiled me?
Stripping her naked, denying her clothes, stabbing her pussy relentlessly with that filthy tool, feeding her cum and piss to fill her belly—why was satisfying her so deeply?
Because she hadn't been satisfied properly, her pent-up frustration finally easing?
Because her pussy, now unable to live without cock, was gulping down this magnificent one?
Squelch!
"Haaahk...♥"
Or because I'm hogging this delicious cock all to myself, leaving the Saintess behind...?
When she'd first come here, right before grabbing the fridge handle, guilt over Violet—who'd come worried for her—had made her consider abandoning her lust and returning to the sty.
But then she glanced at the floor: under the fluorescent light, dried cum traces forming a straight line at regular intervals.
From her stall to the hallway, hallway to the door, door to the ramp— a trail leading to Sin Seon-dong's house.
The Milky Way made from the cum Violet's asshole had taken deep inside.
Just like Christia's pussy, her asshole pussy now gaped open, craving cock—and seeing that lewd Milky Way...
Violet's worried words and eyes flashed in her mind, even as cum dripped from her asshole.
Guided by her simmering womb and pussy, Christia chose the fridge handle—the path to accepting Sin Seon-dong's cock into her body.
Lust over guilt. Cock over all.
Sluuurp!
"Hm? Your movements are getting kinda jerky. Did I do something? Why so mad?"
"Noth—haaang, nothing! Nothing, so just stay still and give me your cock! Make me feel good, so shut your mouth, ahhhht...♥"
It's not the Saintess's fault. Not her—it's this cock carving his scent into every corner of our bodies, filling us so full no other can enter, stretching us wide. This cock, this cock...!
From the moment she'd entered, she'd already betrayed Violet's concern, her expectations.
Even staring at the worried Saintess, even knowing she protected her, jealousy surged at the cum leaking from her asshole.
"Haaang! Cock, don't throb more, I said I'd clean it...♥"
Aah... My pussy, my womb wants cum right now, can't control it. I'm cumming, keep cumming, but my hips won't stop...♥
Even though she'd stolen her cock, the Saintess—who'd been secretly pampered, then masturbated in defeat while worrying for her—sparked jealousy.
But that guilt melted away the instant she spread her pussy and took the cock.
Even as a sow-like slut, how could a holy knight have such blasphemous thoughts?
The old sharp-minded Christia would've never let that guilt slide.
She'd have repented her jealousy born of lust, vowed to overcome it as a trial from the Goddess.
"Nnghiiiit... C-cumming againnn...♥"
But now addicted to his scent, his cock, his cum, Christia snapped her hips without a second to waste.
"For 'cleaning' my cum-crusted cock, this is taking forever, huh? You sure you're not just enjoying it solo?"
"Hnnngh, n-nooo... This is just the cleaning process, your vigorous cock pressing my rag-pussy's G-spot squish, that's whyyy...♥"
All his fault. Yeah, all this cock's fault. He's so virile, his cock so vigorous... Always hitting my weak spots, thrusting deep to make me feel good...♥
Not her fault—no, it was Sin Seon-dong and his too-good cock planting these thoughts!
Instead of self-reflection, she blamed him—the perfect scapegoat, the holy relic saving her from lustful hell today.
Her fallen flesh was swiftly corrupting her mind, but the filthy holy knight didn't notice, diving fully into devouring his cock.
Time to quench her unslaked thirst, her lust, filling her pussy to the brim.
Even her resistance to her own fall fading, Christia suddenly stopped shaking her hips—as if demanding applause for stepping toward total depravity.
She stared intently at Sin Seon-dong in her arms.
His face still smirking smugly at her.
"Y-you devil...!"
"Suddenly? Not making excuses, but, mmph...?"
"Mmm, mmphh...♥"
Christia, gazing at him with hazy eyes, pressed her face to his and kissed him deeply.
"...♥"
Ah, cumming again...♥